Chapter-1: Prologue

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This is my third story. I I know. I am writing two stories at a time but believe me it's just for creating some suspense and fun.

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Draco Malfoy was pacing the length of his office room . His room was larger than the other rooms in the office and almost the size of the conference room. His desk was set up on the right side of the door of his office room. The desk was made of dark wood. Behind the desk there was a comfortable black leather chair and in front of the desk there were two black leather chairs. Across from the desk there was a dark green leather sofa that was soft enough to make anyone comfortable. A small round table was set up in front of the couch.

A few feet beside the couch there was a library that shalved all Draco's favourite books. The shelf was also made of dark wood. The bookshelf was crammed between the couch and the bar that covered most of the part of the right side wall opposite to the door. There was a thin partition between the bookshelf and the bar. The bar was themed on dark green. The bar counter was also made of dark wood and the seats were also black. All in all, his office was themed with black and dark green.

There was no wall behind Draco's desk. Rather there was glass wall that stressed from the door wall and covered half of the wall next to the bar. It was like a large window in a room. The whole city can be seen from Draco's office. It provided sufficient light and air during day and nighttime. During night, when the street lights where on the view from that window was breathtaking. That's why Draco spend most off his time in the office. His secretary, Claire had complaint that he practically lived in his office. Everyday when Draco entered his office, he would always stopped for a moment or two just admiring his office and the beautiful view it provided. But today he didn't follow the usual routine. Today when he entered his office he was simply too nervous to pay any attention to his office.

For the first time in his life, he was holding a small buttoned rectangle device called something like phone. His hands were shaking like he was having a nervous break down. Draco was by now used to talking with muggles. He only talk with them because for business purposes. But talking with them using a thing that he has never used is kind of hard thing for him. But he has to do it for his company.

He was holding a phone in his hand to call a Muggle manager. The manager is a female who is very professional and a little bit egoistic. So he has to be much more careful while dealing with this woman. Unfortunately, she prefers to make the initial deals on phone rather than meeting in person and she also prefers to talk with the boss directly before agreeing to the deal rather than talking to any of the low position man. The source is very important for the company and so he could not in any way get out of this nuisance.

After thinking for what seems like eternity but actually 20 minutes or so about how to handle her, he press the buttons of the phone as he was shown earlier by his assistant how to dial a number on the phone. Hey dialed the number from the business card that was sent to him from that company. He pressed 1-6-1-5-2-8-0-1-0-2 and 7 instead of 9. He didn't look down at the numbers on the card placed on his desk for confirmation, thus ending up darling the wrong number and calling the wrong person.

He was too much anxious to even say a word but he would never admit that to anyone. And so he waited with anticipation as the phone was doing some beeping sound meaning he was in waiting. All his voice nervousness and anxiousness died down when he heard a very soft and sweet voice from the other side of the phone saying "Hello".

Hermione took the day off after working for half day as she was having guests today. She usually had Ron and Harry as her guest during the weekends but today not only Ron and Harry was her guests . But the whole Weasley clan was visiting her at home. She wanted to feed them proper food and so she took half day off to give her cooking some time. She was fairly good at cooking as she learned cooking from her mother during the holidays she spent with her family.

Currently, Hermione was the assistant head of the Department of International Magical Corporation. She was a workaholic and so she she spent most of the day walking and during his free time she used to do research or read books. Even during the weekends she used to take some of her works at home and for a considerable period. She was the best employee in the department. Her boss Mrs. Sarah Winslet loved Hermione like her own daughter. So when she asked her boss for a half day holiday, she didn't hesitate to give her permission. Rather she seemed more than willing to give her a month vacation.

It was precisely 5:30 P.M and Hermione was almost finished cooking. She had decided to prepare creams potatoes, cauliflower and gravy, seasoned battered fish fillet with chips and Garden pea, Chestnut bisque (she learnt about the soup when she visited France with her during the summer vacation in her Fifth year), fruit salad and lambchop with stuffings.

She was in the kitchen just starring the soup on the stove that was almost finished when she heard her phone ringing. Her phone was on her bed side table in her bedroom. It took her two minutes to set the spoon stirring the soup magically and went to her bedroom to pick up her phone. She expected it to be Ginny but it turned out to be an unknown number she picked up the phone press the receive button and say gently, "Hello".

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