Okay, so hii! I've had this story idea for a while now, and I finally decided to write it. I hope you like it, and I hope you'll comment. Thankyouu.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot. It's sad, but true.
Chapter 1: Just Another Day
Hermione's thin heals clicked in rhythm on the tile floor as she made her way down the hall of the Ministry. A thin tack of papers were tightly enclosed in her hand, and she idly brushed the lose strands of curly honey brown locks that fell over her cheerful face. It was only an hour until she got off work, and she couldn't wait to leave. It wasn't that she didn't love her job at the Ministry, but Hermione was eager to finish moving into her new apartment. It was bigger than her last apartment, and a lot more affordable. But most importantly, it was closer to the Ministry, and her friends. Hermione shook the thoughts out of her head and rounded the corner, approaching her boss's office door. She inwardly cringed as she held the papers under her arm so she could smooth the wrinkles out of her black, knee length skirt. Hermione and her boss didn't exactly see eye to eye, even though they had gotten past their school rivalry. She knocked on the door and waited for the bitter response that always followed.
"Come in." Hermione briefly recalled a time when his voice didn't hold such emotionless annoyance. She turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. Her boss was sitting behind his desk, leaning back with his fingers laced casually in his lap. As always. "What is it, Miss Granger?"
"I have the files you needed, Mr. Malfoy. There seems to be more Death Eater attacks focusing in the Northern region of England. However, it seems to be more robberies than murders. Shall I advice the Aurors?" As Hermione said this, she walked over to the desk and laid the files down. Draco Malfoy sat up and picked up the files. He made vague noises and nodded his head in approval as he flipped through the pages. Hermione fiddled with the sleeve of her red blazer as she waited patiently for Draco to make his decision. After a few minutes, he closed the file and tossed it back onto his desk.
"I think our best option is to inform the Aurors to prepare for an attack, but not act immediately. You know, see if the attacks get closer to us before we do anything drastic." Draco said, barely even looking at Hermione.
"Yes, Sir." Hermione nodded her head and turned on a heal, ready to leave.
"Miss Granger?" Draco called suddenly, causing Hermione to stop. She turned back to him, waiting for him to continue. "Do we know who the Death Eaters are? What I mean is, are they new or have we dealt with them before?"
"We aren't sure exactly who is involved in the attacks, but we suspect they have all been doing this for quite some time. In my opinion, I think they're looking something. Death Eaters usually are out for the kill, but as it shows in the report, they've been focusing on robberies, more than killings. And even with the robberies, they don't seem to be stealing anything of that much value." Hermione was curious as to why Draco wanted to know who was involved, but she didn't bother asking. Draco nodded silently and gestured that it was okay for her to leave. Hermione turned and walked out the door, heading back to her office.
"Hey, Mione!" Hermione turned towards the familiar voice and smiled as she saw Seamus walking quickly down the hall. He walked up to her and pulled her into a hug, which she gladly returned. She would see Seamus every now and then, since he would come in to see his husband, Dean. They broke the hug and Seamus grinned, holding Hermione's shoulders at arms length. "You look better every time I see you."
"Thanks, Seamus. So do you." Hermione said, a blush spreading over her already rosy cheeks. Seamus hadn't really changed a that much since they left school three years previous. He had matured some, and his clothing style had cleaned up, but other than that, he would the same. Hermione, on the other hand, had changed a lot. Her once tangled hair had straightened out and was now held in small, shiny ringlets that fell down to the middle of her back. Also, her figure had filled out in all the appropriate places, giving her the hourglass figure. "How have you been?"
"Really well. Dean and I have been talking about adopting a baby soon." Seamus's eyes lit up at the thought, and a bright smile broke out onto his face. Hermione gasped and hugged Seamus.
"That's wonderful! I'm so happy for the both of you." She laughed and pulled away.
"Thanks. But how about you? Any boyfriends yet?" Seamus winked at her, and she laughed again, shaking her head.
"Oh, Merlin, no. But I have a date this weekend with someone I met at that little coffee shop I always go to. He's great. We really had a connection."
"Well, if things work out, maybe we could double date sometime." Seamus grinned.
"Definitely. But I have to get some more work done. I'll talk to you later." Hermione sighed and Seamus nodded, hugging her one last time. "Give Dean my love."
"I will. Bye, Hermione." And with that, Hermione turned and continued down the hall.