Once we had finished eating Ranger took the files into his office and began looking through possible artifacts. As soon as he left the room Ron practically sneered in his direction, even Harry noticed it.

"Ha, I don't see what Katie sees in him. He's nothing special." I raised an eyebrow and Harry tried to suppress a laugh, but failed miserably. Ron just looked confused at Harry and I's reaction, he gets confused so easily it's almost comical.

"You think Katie is with Ranger? Like in a relationship of sorts?" I said with a chuckle and a still raised eyebrow. Harry just sat there amused by the situation. The funniest thing is I remember telling Ron that Ranger was gay, in fact he made a joke about it.

"Of course they are together, did you just miss their little exchange?" Harry laughed and shook his head, while I just leaned back in the chair and chuckled.

"What the bloody hell is so funny?!" Ron almost yelled in frustration. I grinned and thought about how to say it before sitting up straight.

"Ranger is gay, he isn't into girls, he prefers men." Ron stared blankly at me for a moment before a smug look appeared on his face. I inwardly groaned, and one glance at Harry told me he too knew what was coming.

"Well then, it seems there is a shot for her and I. That is of course, if she can keep up with me. I am a very busy man." This time I audibly groaned followed by an eye roll, but only Harry caught it. Ron stood up and walked out of the room while straightening his robes. Harry and I both stood up, walked out of the conference room and down the stairs to the gallery.

"Well I'll get you as much of a background on Kinlan as I can. Keep me up to speed on the case?" I smiled and nodded. He pulled me in for a hug, I hugged him back for a minute before we pulled apart.

"You're coming to dinner tonight. Call Ginny. Oh, and tell Ranger to stop staring at my arse." I laughed and nodded.

"Will do. I'll see you tonight then." I waved goodbye as Harry dragged Ron out of the building and to their 1:30 meeting. Katie waved and said goodbye to Harry before turning to me with raised eyebrows.

"Is Ron always that smug? Because I have to say, it doesn't work for him." I laughed and leaned on her desk.

"He didn't used to be that way, I honestly have no idea what happened to him. One day he and I were friends, then together, then we broke up, he went kinda psycho stalker, and then out of the blue he turned into this..this...smug prick. I don't know what to do with him, and quite frankly neither do his family." She just chuckled and went to work while I went to my office to prepare a case file.

After about an hour of reading up on some artifacts, organizing the case files of some of our on going hunts, organizing my desk, and answering some owls my phone rang.

'Granger.' I said in a dull tone.

'Hey Granger, it's Malfoy.' I bolted upright in my chair.

'Malfoy, how did you get my number?' I know I didn't give it to him, or anyone he works with for that matter.

'We have some mutual friends. Listen, I heard about the Boucher theft. I think I can help with the search.' He said.

'Hows that? And how did you hear about it?' Kingsley had made a note in the file that they were keeping it quiet.

'Kingsley called me about it this morning. Well, I have some things that may help track the magical trace that the chest and it's contents are giving off.' I nodded and thought about it for a second. Malfoy Inc. is the leader in products that combine muggle tech and wizarding magic.

'I'm guessing you would want to come along with us? You know, to make sure we don't ruin your equipment.'

'Well I'd like to come along, but not to babysit the equipment. Look, I gotta go. I have a meeting with the Minister of France. I'll be seeing you soon, Granger.' He sounded almost happy.

'Bye, Malfoy.' I said before I heard him hang up. I worked until about 5:30 before calling Ginny and then heading to Grimmauld Place for dinner.