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CHAPTER 10-

By the time eight o'clock in the morning rolled around, I felt like death walking. Hermione had insisted we started off in the library, and using the clearance I had to use all documents, we made copies of every single death eater file that hadn't died in Azkaban already. After three hours of doing that, we took the papers back to my office and pushed all of the desks and chair to the walls of the room and laid out the papers on the floor, sorting them into piles of who would be the easiest to get access to for their dark mark to be checked, then stuck up big pieces of paper on the wall with plans on how to my dark mark looked at, then everyone else's.

At quarter to nine, I suggested coffee, since neither Hermione or I looked too brilliant, which was probably due to the fact we were still wearing yesterday's clothes. 'I take it with two sugars and a kiss.' She stuck her tongue out at me and I left the office, laughing. Just as I was filling up the second cup, Harry walked past, nodding at me, which had become our usual form of creating. After a few seconds, I heard his footsteps stop.

'What are you doing here, Draco? You don't get here until nine.' I stood up to my full height, holding both cups of coffee.

'It's not my fault. Hermione… well, go and look in the office.' I followed him in, and he almost dropped his briefcase at the sight before him.

'Hermione! What the hell are you doing?' She looked up at him briefly, then turned back to the papers she was sorting through on the floor. I walked past my dumbfounded colleague and gave one of the coffee cups to Hermione, then joined her on the floor.

'Thanks, Draco.'

'You two! What are you doing?' Hermione glanced at me and I nodded.

'Is it okay of we borrow your office for several weeks? And your team of Aurors?'

'Why?' Harry had gotten over his initial shock and had managed to put his briefcase down on one of the desks at the side of the room. I got up from the floor and took off my blazer. I rolled up the white shirt sleeve and began to unravel the bandage and showed him my dark mark. 'Why are you- whoa. Why is it bright red?'

'Because I didn't take it willingly.' I said as I began to wrap the bandage back around my arm.

'So, you and Hermione have destroyed our office because…?'

Hermione looked up at him through the steam that was coming off her coffee. 'Because if they didn't take it willingly it means that they didn't serve Voldemort willingly so that therefore means that they shouldn't be punished. Draco's mother was released from jail a few days ago because of it.' Harry's face softened at the mention of my mother, and I remembered what she did for him. 'Please, Harry.'

Without hesitation, he answered. 'Of course.' The two of us joined Hermione on the floor and we carried on sorting through the papers, which were sorted by half nine, and after we had explained to the rest of the Aurors who worked with us what we were doing. Surprisingly, they were all on board. By ten o'clock, everyone had a job to do. Hermione had left to tell her boss in the Department of Mysteries so she wouldn't get fired for being an hour late, Harry had gone to put in a request for an audience with the Minister of Magic, McCann and Brandwood-Spencer were going around the entire Ministry building and putting up posters to drum up support, and the other Aurors had been split into groups to go and get people to sign petitions. But the biggest incentive was that Hermione Granger and Harry Potter wanted to free innocent death eaters.

I was left in the office on my own, trying to get everything into a slightly less organised mess, when the Weasel decided to stick his head around the door. 'Harry… Malfoy, where is everyone?'

I looked up at him nonchalantly, trying not to let the fact that he had hurt Hermione bother me. 'Harry's gone to try and request an audience with the Minister of Magic, and the rest of them have gone to get petitions signed or to put up posters.' Then I decided to add on the end with a smirk. 'And Hermione will be back in a minute to help me.'

The Weasel's face began to turn red. 'And why would she of all people be helping you?'

I smirked once more and handed him one of the spare posters, and as he read it over, he got angrier by the minute. 'It's for a good cause.'

'Like hell it is! You just want your own army!' This was the moment that Harry and Hermione decided to walk back into the office. 'You're just using them! What curse have you put on them?'

'He hasn't put any curse on either of us, Ron. He asked us to help him, and that's what we're doing.' The Weasel turned around, his face redder than his hair.

'You're doing this just to get back at me, because you know I won't give up until you're mine.' She rolled her eyes at him.

'Stop being so childish, Ronald. Besides, even I was, which I'm not, why would Harry be helping?' The Weasel opened his mouth to retort, but he stormed out instead.

'He started it.' Hermione grinned at me and shook her head. 'What did your boss say?'

'He said it was fine. He's given me the rest of the week to help you though. The rest will have to be done in our own time.' I nodded and turned to Harry.

'Any news on the Minister front?'

'He said he has fifteen minutes free at two o'clock this afternoon. We're going to have to have our presentation short and quick, but memorable. Any ideas, Hermione?' She nodded slowly.

'A few. But I think most of it will be Draco speaking, as he is the one with the dark mark, which should last about seven minutes, then we can talk for three about why we're backing his plan, which gives the Minister five minutes to consider it or ask questions. Sound good?' Harry and I both nodded, and Wilson came in with Smith, both of them carrying clipboards and quills.

'Got everyone's signature from the Department of International Magical Cooperation!'

Harry smiled at them. Can you get those formatted and in folder, and do the same for the rest of the signatures when the other's get back?' The pair nodded and went to a desk, then Harry turned to us. 'No offence, you two, but you look awful. Go and find somewhere to lie down for a few hours. I can handle signatures and posters.' We nodded and left to the small hospital wing in the Ministry to see if we could each get one of the resting rooms each.

'I'm sorry, Mr Malfoy, Miss Granger, but we only have one room available.'

'That's fine. I'll sleep on the floor.' The medi-witch nodded and led us to a room at the back of the wing, which I locked from the inside. When I turned from the door, I saw that Hermione had her back to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she felt tense in my arms. 'What's wrong?' She turned in my arms to face, and I saw that she was biting her lip, making her look very endearing.

'Can I ask you something?' I nodded. 'I'm a virgin.' I narrowed my eyes at her.

'I already know that. And that's not even a question.' Hermione tried to smile, and she ended up looking down at my chest. I put my finger under her chin and she looked up into my eyes, but I saw her chocolate coloured ones were all watery. 'What's wrong?'

'Are you sure you want me? You could have anyone.'

'Yes, but I want you. Everyone knows that I was called the Slytherin Sex God or whatever it was at Hogwarts. That wasn't completely true. Yes, I'm not a virgin, but I'm not a man whore, okay? I don't care if you're a virgin. I want you for who you are.' She nodded and hugged me, and I rested my chin on top of her head. 'We both need a lie down.' Hermione let me lead her over to the bed and she laid down, still in the circle of my arms.

A/N: Two things:

I referenced another fan fiction in this chapter, called 'I take it with two sugars and a kiss' by CaptainFlamingoPants. It's really good Dramione story

I've got offers from two of three of my universities to do creative writing! And there will be chapters from my Dramione stories featured in my portfolio because we're allowed to have fan fiction in them. Yay!

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