Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters, it is owned
by the great and powers Warner Brothers, and the brilliant and wonderful
J.K. Rowling.
"Please Harry, just tell me what the bloody job is!"
Harry studied her face carefully then sighed. "Hermione, I thought you were happy with your job. Why in Merlin's name would you want this?"
She looked down for a moment, biting her lip. Then slowly picked her head up to stare him back, "Because! There's so much more to conquer!"
"But you're safe with your job! Keep it that way!" He exasperated throwing his hands in the air, refusing to blink.
Hermione shook her head sadly and smiled at him warmly, "Thank you Harry, but really, I've grown. And maybe, I don't want to be safe." She blinked first, making him feel comfortable at the thought they weren't arguing any more. He slouched in his chair and rested his hands on the back of his head.
"You can follow me up to my office, we still have a half hour left. There's a resume in there I can give you." Harry said looking rather stressed, "I still don't want you to Hermione."
"Oh god Harry! You're acting like I'm going to get the job right then and there. I may not."
"Well Hermione, it's not like the Ministry doesn't love you or anything. Please, they've wanted you to try out for this position since you got out of school. It wouldn't surprise me if they stopped the job interviews right then and there when they find out you're interested," He answered bending his head forward looking at her patiently for a response.
She stared back at him tightening her jaw and quickly turned her gaze to her bag, "We should get going then."
Harry laughed and got up, "Ah, changing the subject. Hate giving yourself credit don't you?"
She gave him a smart aleck smile, "You were never known for enjoying compliments either. Even now you refuse to believe the fact maybe you are an incredible wizard, always were one." She stopped for a moment smiling to herself, "Jen asked about you, wanted to know if maybe you were interested at all."
Harry wouldn't even look at Hermione, his cheeks were already rising to a deep red. She laughed and got herself up, picked up her bag and turned to face the exit. "Come on Harry, thought you grew out of blushing at the thought of a girl!"
He laughed, still not looking at her, "Shut up!"
Harry Potter had grown. He was no longer the cute little horn rimmed glasses child everyone had fallen in love with, no one wanted to see the fact that he had grown, so they continued to treat him like their own son, and showered him with youth. Still, he had the same thin build, his hair still messy, and his eyes still if not more stunningly green. And a thin lightning bolt scar lay upon his forehead labeling him forever as the 'Boy Who Lived.' Although he was handsome to most eyes, he never gave himself the credit, telling himself it was only his fame making him that way.
Hermione placed a hand on his forehead and he looked up at her leaning into her palm. "Good ol' Harry, never changes, and hopefully never will." His forehead was slightly warm and he smiled embarrassingly at her, as his cheeks flushed.
"Thank you Hermione, don't you change on me either."
She smiled dragging her hand down to his cheek rubbing it softly, "I'll try my hardest not to." Sighing lightly she looked behind her and placed her eyes back to his, "Come on, lets get going!" She said raking her fingers through his mess of hair and pulling him towards her. "Time to get me a resume!"
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She walked out of the building holding a brand new fresh resume ready to be filled out and sent in. The main Ministry building was placed in the middle of a forest blocked mostly by overgrown trees who seemed to reach their branches almost tickling the tips of the sky. The sun found openings to streak down between the plants and sparkled when left in a certain spot. A pathway led the way out and bordered itself with yellow flowers matching the golden sunlight.
She walked slowly taking in the scenery, breathing deeply, hoping the fresh air would clear her fast moving mind. Mumbling quietly to herself as she looked over the resume thinking of the words she would soon fill out a sudden explosion was heard.
Her feet stopped. "What the fuck was that?" she whispered croaking her head to look as far as she could. Footsteps could be heard running in her direction. Sounded like someone in distress running away from something-
A man, looking young, around his late twenties was running towards her, motioning her to move. She just stared there, her mouth open pointing out to where she heard the explosion moving her mouth but not speaking a word.
"For fucking sakes move!" He exclaimed throwing his hands in the air coming closer.
Hermione still stood there, open mouthed. "Th-"
"Fuck it!" He shouted. And grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards him, "Just fucking run with me! Don't make me drag you!"
She stared at him, clutching his arm round-eyed not knowing what to say. He was one of the most handsome men she had ever seen, and here he was grabbing her by the waist dragging her along side him. Then it hit her. Maybe she was being taken away, oh god, what if he's a rapist? What if he's going to steal everything she had? What if he was taking her somewhere remote to kill her and leave her on the cement while wild dogs came to eat her for food?
So she did the only thing that seemed sensible to do, she screamed her fucking head off.
He looked down at her terrified, "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Shut the hell up! They'll track us!" So she shut her mouth immediately and continued to look horror struck.
They made a sudden right turn and he pulled her by the arm as hard as he could to a an alley down the middle of two rather shabby looking buildings. And stopped when he got to the end, pressing his back against the wall and still holding on to Hermione's wasit, and letting go slowly. "What on earth do you think you're doing?" She said louder than needed. He glanced quickly at the end of the alley then came forward to her and placed his hand firmly over her mouth. She squealed and flailed her arms around.
He bent his head down to her face so their noses almost touched and said calmly, "Like I said, and I'll say it again, shut up until I tell you not to. You're not in danger if you just shut that outrageously loud mouth of yours', you understand me?" His breath struck her face and her hair was rustled by it's strong present.
She nodded and stared back at him, nervous of his closeness. He was gorgeous, his face was milk white, and his eyes stood out yet seemed to blend in incredibly. His white blonde hair slicked back by who knows how much gel, and his forehead glistened from sweat.
Then it hit her.
"Malfoy?" She whispered as his hand left her mouth.
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"Please Harry, just tell me what the bloody job is!"
Harry studied her face carefully then sighed. "Hermione, I thought you were happy with your job. Why in Merlin's name would you want this?"
She looked down for a moment, biting her lip. Then slowly picked her head up to stare him back, "Because! There's so much more to conquer!"
"But you're safe with your job! Keep it that way!" He exasperated throwing his hands in the air, refusing to blink.
Hermione shook her head sadly and smiled at him warmly, "Thank you Harry, but really, I've grown. And maybe, I don't want to be safe." She blinked first, making him feel comfortable at the thought they weren't arguing any more. He slouched in his chair and rested his hands on the back of his head.
"You can follow me up to my office, we still have a half hour left. There's a resume in there I can give you." Harry said looking rather stressed, "I still don't want you to Hermione."
"Oh god Harry! You're acting like I'm going to get the job right then and there. I may not."
"Well Hermione, it's not like the Ministry doesn't love you or anything. Please, they've wanted you to try out for this position since you got out of school. It wouldn't surprise me if they stopped the job interviews right then and there when they find out you're interested," He answered bending his head forward looking at her patiently for a response.
She stared back at him tightening her jaw and quickly turned her gaze to her bag, "We should get going then."
Harry laughed and got up, "Ah, changing the subject. Hate giving yourself credit don't you?"
She gave him a smart aleck smile, "You were never known for enjoying compliments either. Even now you refuse to believe the fact maybe you are an incredible wizard, always were one." She stopped for a moment smiling to herself, "Jen asked about you, wanted to know if maybe you were interested at all."
Harry wouldn't even look at Hermione, his cheeks were already rising to a deep red. She laughed and got herself up, picked up her bag and turned to face the exit. "Come on Harry, thought you grew out of blushing at the thought of a girl!"
He laughed, still not looking at her, "Shut up!"
Harry Potter had grown. He was no longer the cute little horn rimmed glasses child everyone had fallen in love with, no one wanted to see the fact that he had grown, so they continued to treat him like their own son, and showered him with youth. Still, he had the same thin build, his hair still messy, and his eyes still if not more stunningly green. And a thin lightning bolt scar lay upon his forehead labeling him forever as the 'Boy Who Lived.' Although he was handsome to most eyes, he never gave himself the credit, telling himself it was only his fame making him that way.
Hermione placed a hand on his forehead and he looked up at her leaning into her palm. "Good ol' Harry, never changes, and hopefully never will." His forehead was slightly warm and he smiled embarrassingly at her, as his cheeks flushed.
"Thank you Hermione, don't you change on me either."
She smiled dragging her hand down to his cheek rubbing it softly, "I'll try my hardest not to." Sighing lightly she looked behind her and placed her eyes back to his, "Come on, lets get going!" She said raking her fingers through his mess of hair and pulling him towards her. "Time to get me a resume!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She walked out of the building holding a brand new fresh resume ready to be filled out and sent in. The main Ministry building was placed in the middle of a forest blocked mostly by overgrown trees who seemed to reach their branches almost tickling the tips of the sky. The sun found openings to streak down between the plants and sparkled when left in a certain spot. A pathway led the way out and bordered itself with yellow flowers matching the golden sunlight.
She walked slowly taking in the scenery, breathing deeply, hoping the fresh air would clear her fast moving mind. Mumbling quietly to herself as she looked over the resume thinking of the words she would soon fill out a sudden explosion was heard.
Her feet stopped. "What the fuck was that?" she whispered croaking her head to look as far as she could. Footsteps could be heard running in her direction. Sounded like someone in distress running away from something-
A man, looking young, around his late twenties was running towards her, motioning her to move. She just stared there, her mouth open pointing out to where she heard the explosion moving her mouth but not speaking a word.
"For fucking sakes move!" He exclaimed throwing his hands in the air coming closer.
Hermione still stood there, open mouthed. "Th-"
"Fuck it!" He shouted. And grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards him, "Just fucking run with me! Don't make me drag you!"
She stared at him, clutching his arm round-eyed not knowing what to say. He was one of the most handsome men she had ever seen, and here he was grabbing her by the waist dragging her along side him. Then it hit her. Maybe she was being taken away, oh god, what if he's a rapist? What if he's going to steal everything she had? What if he was taking her somewhere remote to kill her and leave her on the cement while wild dogs came to eat her for food?
So she did the only thing that seemed sensible to do, she screamed her fucking head off.
He looked down at her terrified, "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Shut the hell up! They'll track us!" So she shut her mouth immediately and continued to look horror struck.
They made a sudden right turn and he pulled her by the arm as hard as he could to a an alley down the middle of two rather shabby looking buildings. And stopped when he got to the end, pressing his back against the wall and still holding on to Hermione's wasit, and letting go slowly. "What on earth do you think you're doing?" She said louder than needed. He glanced quickly at the end of the alley then came forward to her and placed his hand firmly over her mouth. She squealed and flailed her arms around.
He bent his head down to her face so their noses almost touched and said calmly, "Like I said, and I'll say it again, shut up until I tell you not to. You're not in danger if you just shut that outrageously loud mouth of yours', you understand me?" His breath struck her face and her hair was rustled by it's strong present.
She nodded and stared back at him, nervous of his closeness. He was gorgeous, his face was milk white, and his eyes stood out yet seemed to blend in incredibly. His white blonde hair slicked back by who knows how much gel, and his forehead glistened from sweat.
Then it hit her.
"Malfoy?" She whispered as his hand left her mouth.
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YAYAYAY! I GOT REVIEWS!!! Thank you so so so so much!
Psychadellic Flower- I'm glad you're not confused! And thank you so much!
Lurker- omg!! Thank you so much babe! I need as much help as I can get with this stuff!!! Negativity is my one way of learning, thank you!! And please!!!!!! Tell me anything else you find "odd," or not needed. Thank you thank you thank you!
Draco_Fan- ahh! So many cmpliments!!! Thank you very much!! And yes. draco is the best character to write!!! You have to love him!!!!
Fiery Slut- yayay! I like intriguing!!!! And yayay! Intresting is even better!!
Dorothy- you are such a sweetheart!! Thank you!!! I'm so happy you like it!!!