kyo kun: haha i love draco too!
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Chapter Two
;;;Draco Malfoy slammed shut the thick leather volume he had been pouring through, causing
Lee Jordan, his partner, to look up at the hardened face of the blonde man sitting across from
him.
;;;Draco Malfoy stood at six foot even, an imposing figure. His wide shoulders tapered to a
small waist, and he stood straight, his spine like an iron rod. His face had hardened after the
War, losing his boyish looks. He had a square chin and his jaw was set in an almost defiant line.
His eyes, icy blue, had small tired lines around the edges, making him appear older than his 25
years, but on the rare occasions that he smiled, they crinkled wonderfully at and his eyes
sparkled. His blonde hair fell loosely around his face, and his nose was straight and well shaped.
While he had not suffered bodily injury in the War, it had left him embittered and constantly
moody.
;;;"What's the matter?" Lee asked briskly.
;;;"I'm quitting," Draco said, shoveling papers into an envelope. The Minister of Magic, Seamus
Finnegan, had just stormed out, after berating Draco on the poor quality of his report on the
reintegration of Muggleborns into wizarding society.
;;;"Draco, you can't quit, you have no where else to go," Lee stated reasonably, scratching
away at a bit of parchment bracing himself for Draco's inevitable temper tantrum. When it didn't
come, he looked up from his parchment to see Draco staring at the door. He turned slowly to
see a small brown haired witch in faded robes standing in the doorway.
;;;"Excuse me, I'm afraid I'm a bit lost. Could someone direct me to the office of Mr. Harry
Potter?" the woman said softly.
;;;Draco's eyes took on a metallic glint. "Ah, another of the famous Potter's admirers. Well, Mr.
Potter is not seeing visitors. He has more important things to do than sign autographs."
;;;Lee's glare stopped Draco from saying more, and he stood up swiftly. Please excuse my
partner, Miss, he's in a rather foul mood today," Lee smiled. "Now, what can I do for you,
Miss..."
;;;"Granger." Hermione finished, "Hermione Granger."
;;;Lee's jaw dropped. "Hermione? You're alive?! It's me, Lee Jordan, remember?"
;;;Hermione's face brightened with a grin of recognition and delight, and she shook the hand Lee
offered her, not noticing the tall blonde that now stood behind him.
;;;"Pardon the interruption, I must turn these papers in," came the cool drawl of...Draco
Malfoy?! Hermione's eyes widened as they followed Draco's retreating form, but she soon
turned back to Lee, who offered her a chair. She took it and began to talk to her old friend.
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;;;Draco stopped outside the doorway of his office. Imagine, the brilliant Hermione Granger
reduced to the tiny, timid witch that had stood in front of him. Her soft voice caught his ear, and
something in his heart, as he stood outside the door.
;;;"...the Order brought me out of hiding two weeks ago, and with money borrowed from them,
I rented a flat, but of course I don't want to owe them money, so I left my flat yesterday and
went to look for a job, which I got in a small fabric store. That's where Harry found me. He
offered me a job, and told me to come to him here, so here I am!" she finished animatedly.
;;;Draco stepped into the office and said coolly, "Miss Granger, I suggest that you go home. I
doubt Potter will find a place for you here." He struggled to keep his tone cool and disinterested
as he looked into the face of this witch who has suffered so much because of his father.
