Hello dear readers! I am so sorry that it took me so long to write and post something! it would have taken sooner but being in the play and taking seven classes kind of takes up your time a bit too much. Never fear though I am back and I have written you a new chapter! I have other things that are written that I will get around to posting. Thanksgiving break is next week (along with my 16th birthday-yay me!) so I will have a whole bunch of free time to spend typing on my computer. Enjoy!


By the time I was back at work my mood hadn't changed at all. Since I had lost my appetite during my meeting with Draco I decided to just skip lunch altogether. I was now severely regretting that decision. almost as soon as I walked into the office I tripped over my own two feet and snapped the heel off of my left shoe.

"Great! That's just fantastic! Can my day get any worse?" Apparently I had spoken too soon.

"Granger!" I stood back up to greet the unhappy face of my boss.

"Yes sir?" I answered with great apprehension. One thing that I knew for certain was that my boss, Mr. Charles Greenley, had an extreme dislike for me. Maybe it was because of my blood status-his being pure and apparently being "dirty" or maybe it was just because he was jealous of how famous I am. I was definitely betting that it was the former.

"I need those papers from the Carter case on my desk by the time you leave today or else I am taking away your vacation time."

I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes at his 'threat;' it was going to take more then a few half-hearted words to scare me. I had faced Voldemort for crying out loud!

"I'll do that right away, Mr. Greenley. Is there anything else you would like me to do while I am at it?"

"Just go do your job, Granger," it was obvious that he did not like how unaffected I was by his threat. He then stalked past me to most likely terrorize some other coworker in the office.

With my broken heel in one hand I limped my way over to the door of my office just a few feet down from where I had tripped moments ago. I regret having left my wand in my office for it would have been much easier to just fix it now rather then pathetically limp my way to the office and locate where I last left my wand. As soon as I closed the door behind me I kicked off my shoes and looked around my desk for my wand. I found it moments later in the top drawer. My shoe was fixed after muttering a quick Reparo at the heel. I put my shoes back on and got to work. I had been working solidly for about two hours before someone knocked loudly on my door.

"Hermione, I was wondering if-," I looked up to see Harry in the doorway giving me a funny look.

"What are you staring at, Harry?" Subconsciously I patted my hair and checked my clothes to see if something was wrong with them.

Harry stifled a laugh, "It's just that there are a couple owls at your window and they look like they have been there for a while. I didn't know that owls could look that angry."

I spun around and saw that he was right. There were two owls sitting on the window sill and they did not look happy at all. I opened the window and let them in. When they landed on my desk I set some owl treats in front of them as a sort of apology for not noticing them. As soon as I had untied the letters and they finished their treats the owls flew out of my office. I set my letters down to read them once Harry was gone.

"So Harry, what brings you here?"

"Nothing much; I just got done talking to Malfoy though. He said something about you two having lunch earlier?" I averted my gaze; Malfoy's threat sounding in my head.

Harry didn't notice my sudden nervousness at his mention of Malfoy. "Yes, what he said to you is true. I was down at my usual lunch spot and we ran into each other. He was being nice and asked if I would like to join him." Harry opened his mouth to say something, "And before you ask, no he did not say anything mean to me and the entire conversation was civil."

"Okay, 'Mione. That's all I wanted to know. By the way, did you want to come over tomorrow night and have dinner with Ginny, Ron, and I?"

I nodded my head and walked over to get something out of my filing cabinet. I then sat back at my desk. "Did you want me to bring anything over? I can stop at the store and pick up a cake or something."

"If you could do that it would be great. I think that is all I came over to talk to you about. I'll see you later 'Mione."

"Bye Harry." He waved goodbye and shut the door quietly behind him.

went back to work and managed to finish all of the paper work by the time my shift was almost over. I walked over to Mr. Greenley's office to drop the file off and then head home. I was almost home-free until I ran into Malfoy yet again.

"You aren't tampering with Ministry files again Granger? I thought you would have learned your lesson the first time around."

I smiled with fake sweetness, "Of course not Malfoy, I was turning in my work so my oaf of a boss doesn't take away more of my vacation time." I tried to push past him to no avail.

"Not so fast. I'm not done talking with you." I groaned in exasperation.

"What?"

"First off I told you to call me Draco, second I will be in need of your assistance tomorrow afternoon. Mother insists that I hold a ball in honor of her birthday and frankly I am too busy to plan it myself. You will show up at the Manor at two o'clock on the dot. Don't forget who holds the cards in this little deal."

"Is that all, Draco?" He nodded and finally let me pass him.

"Don't forget. Two o'clock on the dot."

Pissed off at how bad this day turned out to be, I apparated home and spent the night thinking of ways on how to get out of this "deal" I have with Malfoy.


I will try and type chapter 3 today at rehearsal but I don't really know what I want to do next. Should chapter 3 be from Draco's point of view? Or should I stick with Hermione's? Oh well I'll figure that out later. Leave a review for me and tell me what you think of the chapter and help me decide who's point of view to do.

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