Hey this is my first ever story so I would really love it if I got some reviews to tell me how I've done and any suggestions! Thanks I hope you all enjoy it!
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The Ministry of magic seemed eerily empty that morning. For so many years there had been a constant business about the place as every department, in one way or another, had been involved with the attempts to track and capture Voldemort: the most feared sorcerer who had haunted the wizarding world for so long. Now the war was over, Voldemort was dead and his Death Eaters all either killed or imprisoned. There was a strange calmness about the place, like there was nothing much to do.
In the department of Magical Law Enforcement Draco Malfoy was twirling his wand between his fingers. He sat at his desk bored and looked around his work place; he saw all of his colleagues seemed to wear the same bored look on their faces except that they were all together. They sat together around one person's desk, sharing their boredom.
Draco however, sat away from them, alone. It was the same everywhere he went now, nobody wanted to know him since his father had been named and shamed as a Death Eater and sent to Azkaban. It was hard for him to work with people who barely even acknowledged him, never mind speak to him, but his job was the only thing left in his life now.
He got up slowly from his desk looking over at the other witches and wizards; he couldn't take the whispers and dirty looks he received from them any longer so he headed into the corridor. He quickly turned the corner, anger taking over him;
It's not my fault my dad was a death eater, why are they all taking it out on me?! He thought to himself as his pace quickened and he tried desperately to reach a place where he could just sit for a while to be on his own. He was so lost in his thoughts that he wasn't paying attention to where he was going and soon went crashing into a witch whose arms where full of rolls of parchment.
"Watch where you're going." He spat at the witch who was trying desperately to pick up all of the parchments that had scattered on the floor. The young witch stood up whispering apologies and Draco stood back in shock. Hermione Granger stood in front of him.
"Hermione Granger! I didn't know you worked here!"
"Draco," her tone was biting, "Yeah I have been ever since we left school. Can't stop I'm a bit busy!"
He watched her disappear down the corridor. Draco had not seen Hermione since the day in court 2 years ago where she along with Ron had witnessed his father being sentenced to life in prison.
She looked tired, he thought, remembering the bags under her eyes.
He did not bear a grudge against her or Ron anymore. Too much had happened to them all since they left school, too many people had died for him to be filled with hate towards them.
He turned towards the lift and pressed to go down, deciding to go home- after all he had to prepare himself for a meeting he wasn't looking forward to tonight.
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