3 Years Later

We stood side by side as we walked calmly through the auditorium of the MInistry of Magic with confidence and authority. People stopped, stared and stepped back away from us in fear and awe. I couldn't really blame them. Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy hadn't even been sighted since the day of the World Cup three years ago. But we'd been around.

After we had revealed our real identities to the world, Kingsley had come to us and asked us to complete a new mission.

START FLASHBACK

"Mr Malfoy, Miss Granger" Kingsley said and pulled us to the side "we need to act immediately. The minister of Italy is corrupt and he had a part in all of this. I need you to infiltrate the Italian ministry, catch him and any one else involved and return Italy to a safe and secure government"

"How long will this take?"

"To go through the entire ministry and clean it out? It could take years"

END FLASHBACK

Truthfully, it took us only a year to clean the ministry out and arrest the minister as well as the thirteen other officials that had been doing dirty work behind closed doors. With our disguises firmly in place, they never even knew that Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy had ever been to Italy. But it was after that, that we caught track of a trail being left behind by a rebellion group that was starting to make their way through Australia and America.

Our only proof of them were the dead bodies that were scattered in different states, with no apparent reasons for death, giving us the hint that it was a wizard or witch killing these people. Then then there was a mark on all the victims left wrist. A small circular red mark that had been branded into their skin, with the letter 'R' in the center of it.

After half a year of tracking we finally found the group of ten located in the middle of outback Australia. Turns out, they were unmarked death Eaters that were supposed to recruit purebloods during the war. After the war and the capture of the remaining death eaters, they decided to act.

It was after that, that the muggles caught wind of us. With our magical, combat and intelligence skills they thought us to be great additions to their special forces team. It was a top secret group that was located on an island in the middle of the pacific ocean. We lived on the island with five other men and women that had high skills in different areas. We were able to track down any group, any weapon and eliminate the problem, before the government had the chance to fully understand the risk. Our magical powers came as a benefit in tracking down people and moving our team in and out of locations quickly.

But here we were now. Three years later, and making our way up to Kingsley's office. Dressed identically in black cargo pants, boots, a black shirt and jacket, we looked scary, with our faces blank, scars, cuts and bruises covering the little bit of skin that was visible and a gun in the holsters attached to our thighs.

The secretary at Kingsley's office, literally froze in her seat as we continued walking past and into his office. He sat behind his desk, looking up at us in clear shock over the head of the person he was talking to.

Nothing came out of his mouth, and we stood there staring at him, waiting for him to do something. The person who he was talking to finally turned around, and I was staring into the green eyes of Harry Potter.

"Hermione?" he said confusedly and I tilted my head towards him "Where? What? How?"

"Maybe you can both help us answer a few questions to get the President of the United States of America off our asses. Why the fuck was Antonin Dolohov in Seattle last night?" I snapped

"We had a corrupt auror"

"Well, I hope that its been taken care of" Draco sneered

"If you mean is he in custody, then yes he is"

"Well look at you Harry" I said "Fourteen years later and Im still picking up after you" I smile sarcastically "At least somethings never change"

"Miss Granger" Kingsley said in outrage

"It Mrs Malfoy now"

"What!?"

"What happened to you" Harry said, looking at me. His face scrunched up as he looked me up and down

"In our life you trust no one, especially when they can't manage to do the job that the country praises them for. While you've been sitting here, twiddling your thumbs we've been out there risking our lives on a daily basis to protect the world from becoming a battlefield. But you sit here and bask in the joys and congratulations on a job that we did. As usual"

"What are you doing here then? Why aren't you out saving the world then?" Harry yelled

"That, is none of your business" Draco said stepping up next to me

"Harry, could you please leave us for a moment"

"Don't worry, we won't be bothering you any longer. We got what we came for"

"And what was that?"

"To see what an embarrassment the ministry has become without our help and guidance. But don't worry. We will be back, and we will take over, and there won't be a damn thing you can do to stop us" I smile

With a final nod we smirk and back out of the office. The lift ride is silent down to the atrium. As we step out of the doors a message comes through on the cell phone in my pocket. It simply says "we're in place". I look over and smile at Draco.

After the four years that we've been together, his physical appearance hasn't changed much. His shoulders are a bit more broad due to him working out all the time with Max, the weapons expert on the team. He was an marine in Afghanistan but was sent home after he was shot in the back of the leg. He's fine now, you could never tell he sustained such an injury except for the limp he gets after sitting in a certain position for a while.

Checking to see if the magazine in the gun was full, we placed it back in the holsters. People in the atrium had stopped moving, just looking at us. With a wave of Draco's hand the hall of fireplaces blurred into a long line of trees with a four lane highway running through the middle of it. People's head snapped to the blurred image and back to us

I tie my hair into a ponytail and flick on the headpiece that almost permanently attached to my ear on. Theres a lot of chatter with the sound of engines roaring in the background.

"Speak to us" I say

"We have the cops on our tail"

"Shit" Draco mutters "Drive past, we'll catch up" he smiles at me with a glint in his eye

"Copy"

Watching the blurred image a hundred meters or so in front of us intently, we start running at it full speed when the sight of a huge SUV speeds past followed not even three seconds later by three sports cars. A white Audi R8, a silver Aston Martin Vanquish and finally a red Porsche 911. Just as we break the barrier I let out a loud 'whoop' as the overwhelming amount of adrenaline I have pumping through my veins at the moment is unbelievable.

As soon as the barrier breaks we are slammed into a car parked on the side of the road. See, the thing about this car chase, it was planned well in advance. We had everything down to the last minor detail planned.

With Draco in the drivers seat, he turns the car on and revs the engine a few times just to show off his manliness. I dunno, he did it whenever he got into a nice car, must be a guy thing. It was less than a minute later that we were in pursuit of the black SUV. Grabbing the machine gun from the backseat, I turn around and climb onto the boot of the convertible car. I crouch low so I don't fall off and hold on as Draco speeds up and moves in front of he SUV

"Box it in" he yells into the ear piece and the three other cars move to either side and the rear of the car. When everyone is in position I jump onto the hood of the SUV and climb further onto the roof, with the machine gun I send bullets through the roof. The heavy swaying of the car indicates that the driver is dead. Leaning down to the R8 on my right, Allison throws the grenade at me which I catch in one hand, pull the pin with the other and chuck it into the roof from a larger bullet hole.

I know I have roughly three seconds, and as the other three cars pull away, I leap and jump back into the car with Draco. As soon as my body is in the car he speeds off, and I slam my head into the back of the seat. I turn at the last second to hear a loud explosion and the SUV go up in flames and thrown about ten meters into the air until it lands on its top. With the petrol tank exposed, I take the gun from my holster and fire three shots, smiling as another fireball engulfs the car.

"Shows over boys" I speak into the ear piece and we speed off further down the highway, police sirens wailing behind us and the whir of the police helicopter follow us.

We pull into a straight formation and one after another we quickly turn to the left. There is a small break in the trees that we follow and we have about ten meters before the covering of the trees stop and leaves an empty field. But as soon as we break through the trees we are on the air strip to our private island in the Ocean.

The Island is placed right in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle. With the magic that we have protecting the Island, we are in no harm to the fatal currents and tsunami's that have hit other smaller Islands close to us. We've created our own little world here. When we were told that we needed to find somewhere that no body could ever find us, we thought why not go where no one else dares too. Out of the hundred of smaller islands around us our Island was the largest and could house all our needs. When me and Draco found the place, is was just sand and debris from sunken ships that had lost its battle with the treacherous waves. The island was about one hundred miles squared. As soon as we saw it, we placed all the possible protective enchantments we knew around the island, even blocking out the constant weather and making a more tropical forecast.

Once we got approval of the location from the government, we brought the rest of the team over, and together we built the Island by ourselves. First we started with the runway for the jet and the massive hangar to store all of our transportation. After that, we had to move up into the mountains that the island had and had to literally, blow through them to make room for the house. Since we needed to dig deep into the ground we had to go higher up so we didn't hit any water. Our basement was three stories and every level of it was underground. The house altogether was seven stories high, with six wings consisting of three bedrooms and bathrooms and a lounge room for us each. With the assistance of magic in the making of the Island, it took us three short months to completely build the mansion.

But it was home. The people we worked with didn't treat us like aliens because we were different, they didn't think we were incapable or unable or not trusted to do things because of our pasts. I wasn't seen as the bookworm who was the brains behind each of our tasks, I was seen as an equal.

DPOV

I looked over to Hermione as she looked up to the mansion sitting within the mountains. Her face was one of contentment, and all I could do was smile, because she was happy.

Last year when we finally got married, it was in a small ceremony on the Island where we brought our parents for the day and had the five other members of our team. Max, had gotten his marriage license online and married us down on the beach. It was small, peaceful and perfect for us.

Although, in our perfect little world, there was a gap that was missing.

We hadn't ever really spoken about children, but we both knew that we wanted them. When we took on the mission from Kingsley we had to give Brady up. We kept tabs on him still and we knew he was in a very loving and caring family. Now given the name of Brady Michael Peters, he was a healthy boy growing up in a family that wasn't able to have a child. Padma Patil and her muggle husband made sure that he was looked after. Plus I think they also knew that we checked up on Brady and were a little scared of us, but who knows.

Right now though, we weren't ready for a baby. With our jobs it wouldn't be best to look after or raise a child in this environment. Although we knew we had support without a doubt, our close friends that we lived with, and our parents. Although we couldn't talk to them as much as we would like.

Even though they wanted us for the special forces team, they wanted people that were unattached. As cruel as it sounds, they wanted people that didn't have a family waiting for them to come home, that could just up and leave on a moments notice. For the reason that we were in a strong relationship, they were hesitant to hire us. In case of an injury they didn't want us to forget our job had the other person been injured.

We had all signed a contract binding us to the special forces team for three years. It was a trial run to see how well we worked together and how much of an impact that we had on the world.

And as much as we loved our job, we didn't plan on staying on the team any longer after that. Yes, we were fighters, but we were also husband and wife and we needed time to just be us and to be a family.

After we parked the cars in the hangar, we all walked quietly through the tunnel that led us to the mansion. As we walked though, Allison got a message telling us to look at the news. So we hurried up and went straight to the family room on the ground floor and flicked the massive television that took nearly the whole wall space. On every channel in nearly every language was the car chase that we were in not even five minutes ago. It showed the three sports cars chasing the SUV and then us catching up, Hermione jumping on to the roof of the SUV, it blowing up. And then finally the big question.

Where did we disappear to?

But there was one thing that they were sure of. They knew who we were. Me and Hermione that is. Due to the car being a convertible, they were able to get our faces on camera. With that information, journalists were bringing up all the information that they had on us.

"Draco Malfoy is the stepson of British socialite Christopher Hawkins. His mother Narcissa, married him about three years after the death of her ex-husband Lucius who was killed in prison. The name of the prison is unknown. Now, Draco met his girlfriend Hermione in school and it is known that they worked together. A few years back they made headlines when his girlfriend hit and broke the hand of a male that inappropriately touched her at a supermarket" as the journalist spoke the grainy video came on to the screen of Hermione slamming the guy down on the shopping conveyor belt. "After that video made news, information of them being excellent martial art fighters came forward" again another video came up from the gym we used to go to. "Now the only thing that was really known about Draco Malfoy came form the small interviews from his stepfather, and even then it was limited at best. Draco was a self made millionaire although he did have quite the hefty trust fund and worked with the government. What he did, is unknown, but with this new footage does that mean that he worked with a private sector used to eliminate people?"

"Now onto Hermione Granger, also there is very little we know about her. She again was a self wealthy woman. Her parents have their own dental businesses around London. She worked with Draco within the government and their field was unknown, that is all we knew about them at the time and after they went hiatus they were simply forgotten"

"Rude" I mutter to Hermione and she chuckles as we continue to watch. There nothing more they can say. We just have to wait for the government to take action and clear our name. So for the next year we'll probably have to disguise ourselves, maybe introduce Mya and Daniel Roberts to the muggle world

And they say time changes?