Ron kissed Pansy gently. She closed her eyes tightly and then flinched.
"I have to go…"
Far away, Draco was looking at one of the paintings, a lonely rock in the midst of a stormy sea. The painter used very dark colors, but it looked like a masterpiece. Draco appreciated this and wanted to buy it. He smeld the aroma of a sweet perfume.
"I want to buy this," he said while still looking at the painting.
"That painting costs 2500 galleons" said Hermione from behind him "and it's already reserved for someone."
"I will give you double," he turned to her "and I am sure the 'Angelis' organization will give it to me."
"Of course, we will!" said Ginny, who was near them and who had overheard.
"Why are you here, Malfoy? Wasn't enough with what you've done this week to me?" asked Hermione as she put her hands on her hips. She looked amazing in her red dress, but now she was bothered by Draco's presence.
"What does it look like to you? I am here to buy a painting, for a Head of a Department in the Ministry you are not so clever…"
She bit her lips and he wished she didn't do that, she looked so hot.
"Tell me just one thing, Malfoy," she asked seriously, "Why did you say to the Gream Brothers that you are my fiancé?"
"He was so distracted by you...he kept looking at you, saying how beautiful you are!"
"So?!" asked Hermione confused
"So... I want his mind to be clear when we close the deal, not to imagine you...that will only distract him and…"
"Quite the opposite, you moron! Now tell me the real reason...why did you tell him we are engaged?" Draco rolled his eyes. She was really pissing him off.
"He was speaking only about you...I couldn't say anything about the deal...I was…just..."
"Jealous!" Ginny said behind them with a wicked smile "You are jealous!"
"Ginny, please, we are having a conversation here…" said Hermione and faced Draco who had fallen silent.
"I just love how you didn't deny this Malfoy" Ginny smirked and crossed her hands waiting for his answer.
"Hello, ladies," said Narcissa behind them, "I want to say that I love what you did and I already picked 3 beautiful paintings to buy. Whom do I need to speak to?"
Hermione nodded a bit nervously. She hadn't seen Narcissa Malfoy since the trial 6 years ago, when she and Draco were pardoned. She was surprised how good his mother looked, as if nothing ever happened. She guessed the time really heals all.
"Come with us, Mrs. Malfoy, we will give you a memory card and after the event you can take those paintings home… you too Draco"
Narcissa turned to see him
"Draco, you are buying too? I'm glad I could convince you to come after all!"
They gave them memory cards as thanking for their donations
"Miss Weasley, we will meet again Sunday. My sister Andromeda mentioned that you and Mr. Potter will be coming over for dinner "
"Well yes, we will go to see Teddy" nodded Ginny and couldn't help but to correct her "By the way, I am Mrs. Potter now, Harry and I got married last year"
"Good for you" nodded Narcissa. "Thank you, ladies, you are doing great things, please inform me of the next event!
"Mother, we can go now. They can send the paintings to my place; Granger knows my address. Just show her which one you picked." suggested Draco eager to leave this place.
After they left, Hermione felt relieved and pleased that the majority of the paintings had been sold.
"Pansy, I was looking for you, we sold most of the paintings"
"I… I was…" began Pansy looking very guilty. "I was avoiding Blaise, he was here, he wanted to talk to me…"
"Why?" wondered Hermione
"He is the one… the one who broke my heart"
"Really? I was thinking it was Draco" admitted Hermione
"Draco? No, he is a real gentleman, he would never do that to me, we are good friends" explained Pansy "Have you seen Blaise?"
"I saw him, he was walking around alone" told her Hermione" Please don't let his presence upset you. Think about how great a job we did! You should be very proud of yourself!"
Pansy felt even more guilty after Hermione's nice words. She didn't deserve what she did to her. That little kiss was a mistake and she swore never to repeat it again.
"Where's Draco?" Pansy changing the subject. Hermione made a face and explained how he and Narcissa bought a few paintings and left.
"We will send the paintings to their home, they wanted to leave…"
"Ladies…" call them Luna "Come take a picture with Hans Gilbert, the press is here."
Blaise could hardly wait for the event to be over. He was looking for Pansy to leave and as soon as she did, he caught her hand at the door.
"Pansy… please… give me one minute…"
"What do you want, Blaise? "she asked indifferently, "I don't think we have something to talk about anymore…"
"I messed up, I know" admitted he "I realized my mistake, I am a bastard, but… sometimes you have to make mistakes to realize who you really love and care about."
"You don't know what love means" she pushed him away "You have no idea what you've done to me…
Pansy couldn't handle the tears
"Pansy, please… give me a chance to prove my love, I swear to be the best man for you… After my mother died, I was left alone and I realized how lonely I am and the only person I need is… is you, Pansy"
"Blaise… I'm so sorry for your mother…" was the only thing she could manage to say
"I know you still love me; I know you are still thinking about me…" said Blaise very gently and brushed her tears "Give me one chance, we can be happy together, imagine what life could be… I love you and I want you back…"
Pansy was dreaming so many nights to hear those words from him, she still loved him but something inside her was telling her that this was wrong.
"I don't know… I can't trust you just like that… you hurt me very badly" she whispered "I will need time to think, to figure out what I want."
"Sure, baby. I'll give you all the time… but please, please know that I love you and I promise to do everything… I promise"
This word "promise" reminded Pansy of Ron Weasley, she just promised him to think about going out with him. Those things confused her a lot, she really needed time to think what she wanted to do.
"I'm going now, Blaise, let me go… I will think about what you told me"
He tried to kiss her but she quickly left
"That went well" Blaise thought
The exhibition was so successful, Hermione, Ginny and Luna wanted to do something for Christmas too. They met a few times with the idea of doing a Christmas market at Diagon Alley from December 23rd to 26th.
"We can do cookies, Christmas toys, decoration, trees, souvenirs," suggested Hermione
"Yes, and also sugar Santa's, chocolate snowflakes, and many more sweets for the kids" said Luna
"That would be awesome "smiled Ginny and suddenly asked "Will you bring Parkinson again, 'Mione?"
"Well, why not, she did amazing invitations and a lot of people came," said Hermione "But I haven't heard her lately, I have a strange feeling she's avoiding me"
"I won't say "I told you so" as Ginny shook her head. "I saw her last week in one local café and she… she looked at me so scared, the next thing I saw was her back. "
"That's odd" said Luna
"No, it's not odd" told her Ginny "We worked together, we don't need to be friends…"
An owl for Hermione interrupted the conversation
"Excuse me…"
"You know what is odd… I saw her and your brother in one café too… but I am afraid to tell Hermione, she might take this wrong way" whispered Luna
"What?!" Ginny gasped "When was that?"
"Few days after the exhibition… but they were just drinking tea, it was nothing" waved her hand Luna
"My brother took Pansy Parkinson out and you are telling me this is nothing?!" Ginny gasped again "This is why she's been avoiding Hermione; she's dating Ron… oh Merlin"
"Girls, I have to go, it's urgent" Hermione came back with a note in her hands, she looked worried
"What's wrong, Mione?"
"The Minister is calling me, it's urgent… I am going… see you soon, girls"
Hermione arrived in the Ministry and saw Harry, Ron, and two more aurors all waiting for Kinglsey.
"How many victims we have?" asked Hermione
"Ten dead and forty in the hospital" said Harry "I will give my report to Kinglsey, but I don't know if we can catch them tonight "
"The important thing is to catch them, I can't believe we trusted those jerks" said Hermione, very disappointed.
The Minister called them in his office
"Gream brothers performed an act of terrorism about two hours ago" he explained. "They blew up their bank at the official opening, we lost our chief Architect, he was there to cut the red ribbon"
"Weren't you supposed to be there?" asked Hermione in shock.
"Yes, but my wife got sick so I canceled at the last minute." he explained. "What about you, Miss Granger, they invited the whole team who worked on the project."
"I told them I am busy with my charity work" said Hermione, that wasn't true, she just wanted to avoid pretending to be Malfoy's fiancée and then suddenly her body tingled- did Malfoy go after all? Was he hurt or… dead?"
"Harry, who did we lose from the Ministry?" asked she worried
"Only the chief Architect, Mr. Donovan… the other nine were random wizards. St. Mungo's sent me the list and we can express our condolences toward their families and help them with the funerals and all…" explained Harry.
"Yes, we will do that" said the Kinglsey "But the most important is to stop those terrorists. They are a threat to our society. I still can't believe that they used us to build a bank, only to do a terrorist act at the opening!"
"And what idiots, their bomb didn't even explode as it should have" said Ron and they looked at him "Well, I mean..., they are amateurs, if the bomb had exploded correctly, the whole area would have burned to the ground and no one would have survived."
"Ron is right, we would find only ashes" said Harry
Hermione didn't listen to a word after that, for some reason, she wondered where Malfoy was at the time. Did he attend? They didn't speak in private after the charity event, so she never got around to asking if he was going. Was he hurt? She had to know.
"Miss Granger, I want their faces printed all over the country. I want you to inform the radio as well. I will contact MACUSA … we must find those bastards "instructed Kingsley
After their meeting, Hermione went to St. Mungo's to visit the injured, she really hoped she wouldn't see Malfoy there.
"Excuse me, nurse…" she stopped one young girl in white uniform "I am here to take the list of the today victims, I am from the Ministry"
"Do you have an order?" asked the nurse
"No, I don't …everything happened so fast, but I assure you I work there…"
"I am sorry miss, but without an order, we are not allowed to give any information about anyone…"
"But I want to know if… if one of my employees is hurt"
"I am sorry. I need to go; we have so much work to do." refused the polite nurse and left Hermione alone in the corridor.
She felt powerless, she needed to find a way to that list. Why didn't she think to ask Harry about the order? It's too late now, he and the auror squad went to seek Gream Brothers. Maybe if she sent an owl to Narcissa to ask if everything is ok? No, that would be very weird, they are not so close after all and she is away in Paris.
"Pansy must know, I can ask her" Hermione thought and rushed home.
At the front door of the hospital she heard yelling.
"If you don't give me this list, I will make sure you won't find work in this country…"
"Sir, you have to show me the order first…"
"Just give me the list!"
"If you don't calm down, I'll call security…."
Hermione knew who that voice belonged to; her heart was beating fast
"Draco…"
He turned to see her, his platinum blonde hair looked messy, his face was really worried, she had never seen him so mad and scared at the same time.
"Granger…" he went straight to her.
Hermione wanted to hug him, but she abstained. The most important thing was that he is alive and not injured. Even though he looked a mess, he looked handsome.
"Are you ok? I just heard what happened" asked Draco and looked closely at her to make sure she was fine.
"I wasn't there… the Minister called me… I still can't believe…" she told him with a soft voice, realizing she never talked to him like that before "And what are you doing here?"
"I wanted to… to see if anyone I know is dead, but this dump nurse rejected me," explained Draco, still mad, his grey irises scanning her from the head to toe "And you?"
"I… I wanted to do the same thing" told him Hermione trying not to blush too much "Tomorrow, if I see Harry, I can ask him for an order."
"Do you know details on what exactly happened?" asked Draco
"Harry reported everything to the Minister, I can tell you but let's go somewhere else" suggested she, her heart was still beating very fast, she was so happy to see him alive "In a café or something?"
"No, it will be better if we go somewhere private, we can't risk for more trouble" told her Draco with a serious tone "We can go in my office at home"
"Fine" nodded Hermione
He offered his hand, it was cold, she held him tight and closed her eyes. After two seconds they were in his warm office. Hermione looked around, the desk was properly arranged, all of his books were carefully put in size and colors, the fireplace was beautifully tidy and she saw a few photos with his family and one from his school days with Blaise
"Make yourself comfortable" said Draco "Tea?"
"Yes, thank you" she sat on the armchair across from his desk and took off her coat and scarf.
He lit the fire and hand her the hot cup. After he sat down across from her
"Well?"
"Apparently the Gream brothers never wanted to do bank business in England, they planned to invite the Minister and a lot of influential people only to kill them, but I think their plan failed, because the bomb didn't explode the right way. Now, we will search for them and we'll warn people to be more careful, the Minister already gave me a task…"
"If I see them, I will kill those scums with my bare hands… they invited us!" he got furious "They sent me an invitation twice! They want us dead…
"I know" she nodded "I'm wondering who they are and why they want to kill all of us?"
"I don't care" shook his head Draco "I want them to experience the Kiss. I could watch this with pleasure…"
"Draco…" began Hermione but he waved his hand
"Don't act like they don't deserve the worse punishment for their actions… I bet the families of the victims want the same thing" he was getting angry again so she decided to change the subject.
"I see you put your new painting here" she pointed at the sea painting on the wall
"What?" he asked distracted a bit "Yeah, I like it"
"It's a good painting, Gilbert is a really gifted painter…" Hermione was watching the stormy sea and the wild waves crushing in the lonely rock
"You didn't attend…" said Draco firmly
Hermione looked at him, wondering if he was worried about her the same way she did, was he in St. Mungo's for her?
"No… I couldn't keep lying about that stupid engagement "explained she still holding the tea cup "Besides, I had some work for our charity for Christmas with the girls"
Draco nodded. Deep down he was relieved she didn't attend but he could never say it out loud. There were so many questions he wanted to ask her. Why did she never tell him about her reports for his work in the Ministry? Why did she never let him know what a good employee he is?
"I'm going to go now. Tomorrow will be a very busy day at work, and I am actually thinking that I will start working from home this evening to get a jump on it." said Hermione as she stood up. "Thank you for the tea…"
"I didn't expect you to do otherwise "smirked Draco.
Hermione smiled and before she got out, she looked at him one last time.
"I am really glad no one I know is hurt"
Draco stared at her for a few seconds
"Me too"
She abstained from the urge to hug him and left.
Blaise and Draco were working late in their office, they wanted to finish everything their boss gave them, so they could be free for the holidays.
"So, you are not going to France for Christmas?" asked Blaise
"No" said simply Draco looking at some documents "I'm not in the mood for traveling, I have a lot of work here"
"Or you have someone with whom you want to spend the holidays?" teased Blaise "I know I have…"
"Save me your sex life details, I have more important things… With those bastards still out there, I prefer to be here and to be ready"
"Ready for what?" wondered Blaise "Potter is after them, and then the Minister will judge them, so keep calm, baby"
"Not if I find them first" Draco gave him a wicked smile
"You are taking this very personally" told him Blaise
"Well may be because they were about to kill me" ironically said Draco still looking at his papers
"Or maybe they were about to kill Granger" teased Blaise and waited for Draco's stormy reaction.
The blond rolled his eyes but didn't answer, he knew Blaise was teasing him on purpose
"So, the Christmas Gala will be on after all" said Blaise after his friend ignored him "I didn't understand why Kingsley would cancel this event because of some jackasses. Will you go?"
"No, those kinds of events aren't my taste," said Draco.
"I am going … with Pansy" said Blaise suddenly and that made Draco to stop working and raise an eyebrow
"With Pansy? What about Tahmina?"
"We are over" Blaise said simply "I gave a second shot to Pansy, anyway. I just wanted to tell you before you see us in public and ask questions"
"Pansy forgave you?" wondered Draco, he knew how badly she was hurt last time.
"She did… "nodded Blaise and prepared to leave "Listen, I'm done with this work. If you change your mind about the Gala, we will see you there!"
"Not a chance."
When Blaise left, Draco thought he could finally work in peace, but he was wrong- an owl brought him a very important letter, it could be opened only by his touch. It was very confidential and it burned after he read it all.
The Christmas Gala was the biggest party of the year, the whole Ministry was there and every employee could bring plus one. Hermione however would be attending alone. She wasn't in the mood to go, but her friends insisted.
"Come on, Mione, you deserve to let down your hair! To drink something and enjoy the party!" Ginny said enthusiastically on the way to try new dresses.
"I have so much work, the charity, my work as Head of the Department and Gream Brother are still missing…" said Hermione while waiting for Ginny in the dressing room
"We got the charity; you are on holidays now and the Gream Brothers aren't your responsibility. Harry and the aurors are doing their best to catch them, so please. Relax and just enjoy the party… How do I look?" Ginny came out from the dressing room, wearing long blue dress with thin straps and bare back
"Amazing! That color suits you." smiled Hermione
Ginny looked at herself in the big mirror and nodded
"I like it too. I bet Harry will enjoy it after the Gala" Hermione rolled her eyes
"You know I hate listening about your sex life with Harry."
"And I hate knowing you don't have sex life at all…"
"Ginevra…"
"You need a date. Pronto." advised the red head "Oh I know! How about Garret?"
Hermione couldn't help but laugh.
"The mailman? I see him only on Mondays, when he brings the mail to my secretary, I suspect she has a crush on him."
"I don't blame Lisa, he's sweet and young, how is he 20?" wondered Ginny and entered to change "Ok, you are not into younger wizards… how about…"
"Ginny, I promise to come if you stop pushing me about dates, deal?" suggested Hermione already tired of having this conversation for the 1000th time
"Deal. but I will help you pick the dress." At this, Ginny showed her ginger head out of the dressing room and when Hermione made a face, she said playfully,
"Come on! The last time I chose I dress for you, even Malfoy's jaw dropped on the floor!"
Hermione shuddered when Ginny mentioned him. Was he intending to come? If he did, she knew that he would bring someone, but this shouldn't bother her. He is a free man, handsome, rich, why not bring a date to this special Gala? She shook her head to avoid those thoughts and let Ginny pick a dress for her.
Far away from the store, Harry and his team got an information where Gream Brothers are hiding, so they prepared for a secret mission, and no one could know, except for their informant.
"Listen guys, we will apparate to Toulon, disguised as locals…" began Harry when someone knocked on the door
"That must be Adrian with the clothes "said Ron and went to open the door, but he was wrong. Standing before him was an employee from an entirely different department.
"Malfoy?" lifted his eyebrows Ron "What do you want? We are busy."
"I am even more busy, Weasley… Can I speak with Potter, it's urgent." said Draco coldly?
"Busy with what?" wondered Ron and said sarcastically "Oh, I know… you are preparing for the Gala… sorry we don't have hair gel here."
Draco wasn't in the mood for Ron's jokes and stepped in
"Potter, come here. It's urgent."
"Malfoy…" Harry went to see what he wanted. "We are really busy and I believe it's more urgent than your business, so… can we talk tomorrow?"
Draco leaned forward and whispered in his ear,
"I know who your informant is. I can help, if you let me, my plan is perfect."
Harry met his eyes, he wasn't sure if Malfoy was bluffing, but he surely didn't have the time to figure it out.
"Malfoy, you are from another Department. Only your senior can sign off on a permission form for you to come with us. As you know, it will be very dangerous and I can't answer for your life…" explained Harry
"I am very capable of protecting my life, we can skip this formality about the permission, Granger is not here. We will lose time if I have to go looking for her." explained Draco and clenched his jaw "Put me in Potter. You know I can help you. My plan is flawless."
"Are you deaf, Malfoy? We don't have time for games!" said Ron "Harry already told you, besides, we have a plan… so, please leave us aurors to do our job!"
"Sorry, Malfoy, even if you have a plan, Hermione has to sign off and give her permission." said Harry, seeing how angry Draco had become.
"Fine" he said through gritted teeth and left.
"Harry, were you really going to let that git to come with us on this mission?" asked Ron after closing the office door
"By the time Hermione signs it, we will be in France." Harry explained simply "Besides, I highly doubt she will permit him."
The Christmas Gala took place in a huge hall. It was decorated with gold and green tinsel, trees with white singing angels, big golden globes were hung from the ceiling, and the windows were covered in lights. Everything was so beautifully arranged. When the guests arrived, the music started.
Hermione entered alone. She was wearing an elegant green dress with a plunging neckline. On her neck, a shining golden necklace matching her earrings, her hair was long curls that fell at her shoulders. She looked very beautiful, but didn't feel so good. She wanted to find Ginny, but instead she saw her secretary Lisa.
"Miss Hermione, you look amazing!" she said "Our department table is over there. As you see, we have few people already settled."
"Thank you, Lisa, you look amazing too" smiled Hermione "I am looking for Ginny, I will come over later… do you know if everybody confirmed if they will come?"
"Peter Ridge won't come, he is in Holland." Lisa informed her "And Draco Malfoy didn't confirm if he was attending, but I saved two chairs if he shows up with a date."
"Good for you Lisa" smiled Hermione "I'm going to look for Ginny, see you later…"
She went to see if Harry and Ginny arrived, but it was hard to see because the hall was full of people.
At the door, Ginny entered alone, she was thinking what to say if somebody asks where Harry is tonight as his mission has to be an absolute secret. The Minister didn't want to cause any panic or to risk any leaking information.
"Hey, Potter." said someone behind her and as she turned, she saw Blaise and Pansy.
"Hello Zabini… Pansy…" she nodded at them
"You look amazing, but where is your auror to protect you?" winked Blaise.
"I can protect myself very well" she faked a smile and then suddenly said "Pansy, your hair looks absolutely stunning, will you fill me in on how you managed to do that? Zabini, do you mind?"
"No, not at all, I'm going to find our table, baby." Blaise kissed Pansy's cheek gently and left.
"So, Pansy… I see you are with Blaise now?" asked Ginny
"Yes, I gave him a second chance "Pansy smiled a bit nervously.
"Is that so…?" asked Ginny more arrogantly than usual "So that date with my brother was nothing to you or you are sitting on two chairs, as they say?"
"No!" shook her head Pansy and explained
"I went on a date or two with Ron and he was sweet. I like him, but I decided not to ruin my friendship with Hermione. I respect her and I know their past, so I stepped back from him. I assure you Ginny, I am not with your brother. I gave Blaise second chance and we are very happy."
"Good, because I won't let anyone play with my family, and yes, Hermione is family too." Ginny told her categorically
"I think we are done here." said Pansy, slightly offended. She was, after all, trying to do right by all involved. "Enjoy the Gala Mrs. Potter."
"Yeah, you too" When Ginny turned, she saw Hermione.
"Hey 'Mione! Oh man, is it good to see you!" As the two witches hugged, Ginny spoke
"I'm going to sit at your table, Harry and Ron won't be coming."
"Why, what happened?" worried Hermione
Ginny whispered, so only she could hear.
"Someone sent them an information where the brothers are hiding, they rent a house in Toulon."
"France?" whispered Hermione and when Ginny nodded, she said "I know that town."
"They are prepared to go on a mission this evening, no one knows since everything is top secret. They don't want information getting into the wrong hands, but Harry is pretty sure they will catch them soon." explained Ginny.
"I hope so, I don't want any more victims because of those lunatics" said Hermione and they both went to the table. She was surprised to see Pansy holding hands with Blaise, smiling and kissing.
"Pansy?" The girl stood up and hugged her.
"Hermione, hello... I'm so glad to see you, your dress is absolutely-"
"Pansy! I was wondering where you were. I was starting to think you were avoiding me," Hermione interrupted impatiently "I'm glad to see you're doing well."
Ginny and Pansy exchanged glances and the former Slytherin spoke,
"I'm really sorry, I have so much to tell you, we can meet this week, I want to help you with some more charity."
"I would be happy to meet with you. You certainly do have a whole lot to tell me" Hermione told her glancing over at Blaise.
Maybe Pansy was avoiding her because she wanted to figure things out with Blaise, or she thought Hermione would try to change her mind about him, or maybe she just needed time for herself. Hermione didn't blame her at all, if their love is truthful, it would last forever.
The evening was calm and nice, everyone seemed happy and enjoying the party, the food was delicious and the music was fun. Hermione danced with a few colleagues and for a bit forgot to think about everything that was bothering her. After the photographer took a few pictures of them, she was heading to see Susan Bones who was standing alone at her table.
"Red wine?" asked one waiter who was passing by.
"Thank you" she took the glass and then heard a voice behind her.
"Granger."
Hermione turned around and saw Draco standing alone, handsome as always, wearing a black formal suit. The handkerchief was the same green color as her dress, that was an interesting match.
"Draco, I thought you wouldn't come tonight!"
"I need to talk to you, now. It's urgent." He grabbed her am and dragged her into the hallway so fast it made her arm hurt.
"What is so urgent?" she asked when they were alone.
"My mother wrote me a letter, she saw the Gream brothers renting a house in Toulon, I have the address…"
"So, she's the informant…" whispered Hermione.
"Yes, she's the one who told Potter. His team is headed out… I made a plan to catch those bastards. I have Polyjuice and I can transform into my mother. When they try to attack me, the aurors could catch them!"
"Why would they attack your mother?" wondered Hermione
"She got an invitation too," he said quickly. "I went to Potter, but he will not take me with them without my boss's permission, so…"
Hermione shook her head.
"No."
He looked her straight in the eyes and asked
"Why not? I am very good with curses and you know it!"
"This is a suicidal plan and I forbid you to go, Malfoy!" whispered Hermione as she shook her head again. Draco rubbed his temples; he was getting impatient. Why was she so stubborn? Why does it matter if he went? The most important thing was to catch these criminals!
"My plan is perfect; you need to sign the permission…" he gritted out through clenched teeth.
"As the Head of the Department I refuse!" Hermione raised her voice, becoming angry. How dare he tell her what to do!
"Lower your volume, Granger! We are at a gala and I don't plan on making it to the front page of the Daily Prophet!" He harshly whispered.
"Well Malfoy, I am your boss. You have no other choice except to listen to me. My decision is final. Understood?" Hermione raised an eyebrow and narrowed her lips.
Anger clouded his face.
"Damn it Granger! Why can't you just once give me a little support?"
"Fine! I'll get you a towel!"
"For what?"
She threw her glass of wine right at his face and probably his most expensive suit.