"Granger, would you stop pacing for a damn minute and just fucking listen to me!" Draco Malfoy was at his wit's end with the blasted woman. "You've been on this for ages and you have had no success! Just let it go already!"

Draco remembered when Hermione became a member of the Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, she had almost literally set the wizarding world ablaze with all the new laws and changes that she had put into place. House elves were now considered employees of the government and had government mandated vacations and a weekly salary. However, it was her most recent work on getting werewolves to register and ensuring that the ones who registered had their wolfsbane that was driving him absolutely insane.

While he usually found her persistence slightly amusing, this was just downright ridiculous. Ever since he had been cleared Granger found it just hilarious that he couldn't find any other job but as her partner.

He had started to think that she had bloody requested him, however, that was quickly dismissed on his first day of work. The blasted witch had nearly hexed his head clean off! That day he wasn't sure who to be more pissed at! Her or Kingsley who thought that it was hilarious when he showed up in his office with a face full of boils that only Hermione knew the counter curse for. Over the course of the past few months, they had come to the realization that they actually benefitted from each other's company and aptitude for knowledge.

Kinglsey was very impressed by the pairs aptitude and their skill set. When they really put their minds to it things got done. He was sure that he made the right decision placing Malfoy there.

"I just don't understand why you're throwing such a hissy fit! You know just as well as I do that this registration system is important."

Draco rolled his eyes at the insufferable woman in front of him who was getting more and more agitated by the minute.

"I just cannot fathom why the ones who have registered are not responding to any means of communication. They knew that this was a part of the law that was signed into place!" Hermione sighed and started thinking about a possible solution.

"Okay, so if we talk to the ones who are registered and willing to communicate, do you think that they would be willing to get others on track?" She started to pace again. Draco found that she often did this when she started to get overly frustrated.

"I just don't want to see innocent people who were like Lupin get fired from jobs or not be able to obtain an education due to employers being able to discriminate based off of wolfsbane availability. It's unfair!"

By this point, Draco had sat down and had basically tuned her out. It wasn't until he looked up to see the look of furiousness on her face that he realized she wasn't talking anymore. He closed his eyes. They had been having the same circular conversation for weeks now.

"I just don't understand why you have to push the issue. Up until you waltzed into this blasted office everything was o-fucking-kay!" Hermione looked at him mouth agape.

He couldn't take it anymore, she had officially pissed him off. For months all that she had been doing was irking his nerves about this and he was done with this. In a swift motion, Draco stood up and was almost inches away from her face. He growled slightly at her, and as he spoke, his eyes darkened slowly from his usual icy grey to golden lupine.

"You don't get it, do you? For a girl who is oh-so-clever, I'm surprised it's taken you this long! We don't want you in our fucking business!"

"Excuse me?!"

Hermione screeched at the young man before her, who was very close in proximity and his aroma was intoxicating. There was a strong scent of petrichor and apples, however, right now he smelled all wolf, and it took every fiber of Hermione's being to not jump the man, right here, right now.

Draco blanched. He knew she was going to react but he didn't think it was going to be like this. He tried to take a step back which to his surprise was unsuccessful as he now found himself pinned against the wall with a furious Hermione Granger facing him. He noticed that her hair was crackling as her magic poured off her in waves.

"Our business?" He eyes narrowed and Draco could tell she was about to lose any sort of self-control that she had. He didn't want to have to retaliate in self-defense. He was starting to panic because he didn't seem to have many options here.

His thoughts were broken as he looked into the now lupine gold eyes of Hermione Granger.

"It's my fucking business too."

Authors Notes:

Hey guys, so this is my first shot at a Werewolf fic so please bear with me and I am welcome to all sorts of help! Please feel free to review, DM, or anything of the sorts! Any help and reviews shall be greatly appreciated!