Ten minutes later, Rose entered a conference room and made her way to her usual seat by the head of the table. She pulled out a quill and zoned out as she waited for her name to be called. She doodled as she made a mental to-do list: send a note to Lucy, buy groceries, get a birthday gift for Louis...

"Alright, that's it for trial assignments! Get to it folks!" Rose snapped out of her daydream and looked around frantically as her fellow prosecutors left the room chatting about their new cases.

When she realized her boss was also making his way to the door, she stood up from her chair. Rose approached Mr. Jordan hesitatingly. While she knew he was still good friends with her dad, mum, and uncles, he was also the best known orator in the Wizarding World. He was the Lead Prosecutor at the Ministry and well-known for his effective cross examination and closing argument style in front of the Wizengamot. Lee Jordan was responsible for ensuring that a countless number of dark wizards remained in Azkaban for a very long time. No matter how many times he had been over for dinner when Rose was younger, he was still a legend.

"Mr. Jordan?" Rose asked in a small voice.

Lee gave her a warm smile, "Oh hi Rose! Walk with me to my office." His smile soon turned into a frown as something dawned on him, "Ms. Weasley, why are you here?"

Rose's stomach dropped as she hurried behind him, had she been fired? "I work here, Mr. Jordan."

Lee sighed impatiently, "Yes, Rose, I know that but I thought I told you to take a vacation after your well-done Henry Goyle prosecution." When they reached just outside his office, he turned to his secretary, "Mary, can you clear my schedule this afternoon? I want to see if I can get a member of the Wizengamot to sign off on an early release for that teen involved in the Leaky Caldron robbery attempt." Mary nodded as Lee walked into his office.

Rose followed, "I did. I took the whole weekend off."

Lee froze and turned to look at her as if she just turned into a hippogriff. "Merlin, you really are Hermione's child aren't you?" Before she could respond, he continued, "I'm not assigning you a new case this week Rose, you've been working nonstop for weeks, for months really."

"But Mr. Jordan..."

He put a hand up to stop her and handed her a manilla folder. "Not a new case, but here's a closed case we need to check up on. It's nearly thirty years old but Yaxley claims we missed something. He says he heard some rumblings in Azkaban concerning this case but refused to tell us more since we wouldn't reduce his sentence. I think he's just getting old and doesn't want to spend the rest of his life behind bars. Partner with an auror, review the evidence, confirm the facts, and then take a real vacation!"

Rose approached an older woman sitting at a desk in front of two double doors. She had gray hair, dark eyes, and chocolate skin. Rose smiled at the sight of what she was wearing. She wore large round glasses paired with a lavender pink dress with flamingos all over it.

The woman, Miranda, was currently chastising a poor bloke. "For the last time, he's not in right now. But, I can pretty much guess what he's going to say about your problem: suck it up and do the work." The man scurried away muttering under his breath.

As Rose approached Miranda, her scowl quickly turned into a large grin.

"Hello there, Rosebud!"

"Hi Miranda, how was your weekend?"

"Quite lovely, thank you for asking!"

"Do you know when he'll be back?"

"Oh, don't be silly! He's here right now, you can go on in."

Rose smiled as she bid farewell to Miranda and walked through one of the two wooden double doors behind her. She smirked as she saw her dad and Uncle Harry in the sitting area of her dad's office laughing and drinking.

She put her hand on her hip, "drinking on the job are we? Mum won't like this!"

"Oi! Rosie, how are you? Your uncle and I are just two blokes celebrating! Let's not tell your mother," he smiled at her.

"Hi, Rosie," Uncle Harry greeted with a grin just as large as her father's.

"What are you guys celebrating? And why is Miranda lying for you again?" Rose asked as she took a sit in a light brown leather armchair by her dad.

"Well, she's lying because we are celebrating and we are celebrating because we just read Al's preliminary report from his uncover assignment. He and his team successfully brought down the leader of the Dark Arts rising in France. Completely unharmed too. Not even a scratch!" Ron and Harry clinked glasses.

Harry had been very worried about Al trying to infiltrate a dangerous wizard crime ring in France. Rose could tell by the recent bags under her uncle's eyes that this particular case had taken its toll on him.

Rose smiled at them, "that is very good news!"

"Anyways, what can I do for you, Rosie?" Ron asked.

"Mr. Jordan just gave me a closed case to look into and I need an auror. It's supposed to be open and shut so I was thinking Al could use the break."

"Good thinking but Al has a mountain of paperwork to do. He won't be able to take another case until he's written a detailed account of everything that happened while uncover," Harry explained.

Rose shrugged, "Just thought I'd try before going to the assignment board. I'll find a rookie with a small caseload." Rose got up to leave.

"Actually dear, sit down, give me a sec?" Ron asked and Rose obliged.

Her dad left the room as Rose caught up with her Uncle Harry. As he was telling her about the woes of "clean eating" in his household, she heard the sound of the door opening and closing behind her. As she turned her head, her eyes widened and her eyebrows rose. Shit.

Scorpius stood near the door of the office as Ron reclaimed his seat. Rose's breath caught in her throat as she quickly took in Scorpius's blue slim fit, tailored button down shirt paired with black suit pants.

She could not work with Scorpius. Work was supposed to be a distraction free zone where she forgot about her problems and she was staring at a massive, hot pink hippogriff of a distraction.

Scorpius greeted Rose with a smile that she quickly looked away from so she didn't swoon like an idiot. He turned toward Harry and nodded, "Good morning, Mr. Potter." He turned to Rose's father, "what can I do for you, Mr. Weasley?"

Ron wrinkled his nose, "I keep telling you there are too many Mr. Weasleys. Call me Ron!"

"Right, sorry, sir!" Scorpius replied.

"'Sir' is not much better Scorpius," Harry teased with a smirk.

Ron rolled his eyes and gestured towards his daughter, "Rose needs an auror to help review a closed case. You two have been together before, right?"

Rose started choking while Ron gave her a concerned look. She internally panicked, shit! he knows, he knows that we've been sleeping together! she thought.

Scorpius quickly chimed in, "yes sir— err — Ron, most recently for questioning an informant at Azkaban a month or two ago. Rose used it for the Goyle prosecution." Scorpius quickly shot Rose a get-it-together look before looking back at Ron.

"Great, well, Rosie there ya have it! You and Scorpius will work together again."

Rose protested as she jumped up from her sit, "you know, dad, this case is supposed to be open and shut. I probably won't be filing any new charges. I wouldn't want to take Scorpius away from something more important like current cases. Why don't you give me a rookie? Actually, I'll go find one myself."

"Nonsense Rosie," Harry spoke up, "some open and shut cases can become terribly complicated and dangerous. Scorpius is one of our best junior aurors. Only the best protection for my niece."

Ron was nodding vigorously in agreement.

Rose sighed heavily, "isn't that nepotism?" She was becoming desperate, "won't people file complaints?"

"Ay 'Arry, where do those complaints go?" Ron asked feigning curiosity and trying not to smile.

"Hmm well, Ron, I think they go to the Heads of the Department," Harry responded before laughing.

"Scary blokes those two," Ron commented before joining in his best friend's laughter.

Rose rolled her eyes. She couldn't believe that people actually feared these two. "But Dad…", she pleaded.

"Rose, if I didn't know better, I would think you were trying to avoid me," Scorpius said smiling.

Rose shot him a death glare arguably more intense than the way her mother looked at her father when she was particularly livid at him. Scorpius seemed completely unfazed.

"Rose and I will get on swimmingly and tie this case right up," Scorpius said to Ron and Harry while placing a hand on Rose's shoulder.

Rose prayed to Merlin that no one noticed the change in the color of her cheeks as her body responded to Scorpius's slight contact.