A/N: That quote from my last chapters was from the movie "Mr. Deeds" with the comedic genius, Adam Sandler. John Turturro, the butler, says it. Thanks to the many of you who responded with the correct answer! It made me so very happy that many of you know your Sandler movies!

Anywho, to alyssa I am from neither Ohio nor Michigan, I hail from the cold state of Minnesota. I actually switch back and forth from tennis shoes and sneakers. Usually, I call athletic shoes tennis shoes and I call "casual" athletic shoes sneakers…I don't know why, that's just what I do. I call sprite, coke, etc…pop. On another note, I just saw the movie, "Howl's Moving Castle" and it was VERY good! My favorite anime movie ever! Although, "Spirited Away" is a VERY close second. Both those movies were by the very talented Hayao Miyazaki. I recommend ANY and ALL of his movies to you. Some of his movies (other than the two I mentioned previously) are: "Castle in the Sky", "Princess Mononoke" and "Nausicaa of the Valley of the Winds", all three are brilliant films. Three Miyazaki films I have yet to see are "Kiki's Delivery Service", "My Neighbor Totoro" and "The Cat Returns". If any of you have seen any of those three, please feel free to give imput on them in a review! Thanks! ON WITH THE STORY! Chap. 23 Watched Persons File

It was Monday. Hermione's first day on the job in the Department of Mysteries, and Draco's first sub-championship game. After a long, busy weekend for the both of them, they both were not entirely sure if they had enough energy to complete this Monday with enough enthusiasm as needed, but of course, being who they were, would most likely complete the day with a mark of excellence. Hermione spent the past weekend studying and memorizing everything Fudge had given her for her job, she also went through all the wedding gifts and wrote Thank You cards to each person. Draco spent his weekend suffering through his own grueling practices with his new ball set and organizing the wedding presents around the house, after Hermione was finished looking through them of course.

Draco woke up with his own body alarm clock, he knew it was 8:30 in the morning before he even opened his eyes. He threw his arm to his right, expecting to feel Hermione's soft body under it, but no such luck. His eyes shot open when he surprisingly felt a pillow in her place. He sat up and looked around the room.

Then a pain of remembrance struck his brain, she began work at 8:00, she was already gone. He forlornly dragged himself out of bed, thinking to himself, I'm a pathetic excuse for a man. My wife goes to work and I feel sick. I'm really quite a pansy. Why do I ache just because she's gone to work? It's not like I have never been separated from her for a day before…I'm going to see her later on tonight. Maybe it's because she can't come to my game. Or maybe it's because she didn't even say goodbye to me this morning…of course she probably didn't want to wake me…

Draco laughed at himself once he made his way into the bathroom. He couldn't believe he was arguing with himself in his mind. He continued to get ready for his game.

The Ministry of Magic—

Hermione walked into Cornelius Fudge's office, feeling vibrant and well prepared. She had a big smile on her face that definitely showed how excited she was to start.

'Ahh, good morning Mrs. Malfoy.' Fudge said brightly when she walked in.

'Good morning to you as well, Minister, I see you've finally got my name down.'

'Actually, one of your co-workers in your department was just up here and he was the one who reminded me your name was Malfoy now.'

'Anyone I previously know?' Hermione asked.

'No, I don't think you know anyone in your Department yet. No one there is from Hogwarts, at least. The man who was just up here is Nikolaus Neitzel, he's your Head in the Department, go to him with questions or concerns, he was up here getting background information of you, no worries, he's very confident in you.'

'Well, that's uplifting to hear!' Hermione said with a grin, 'I have read through all the information you've given me, Minister, and I can say proudly that I am very prepared and excited for my new position within the Ministry.'

'I'm sure you are, follow me.'

Hermione followed Fudge to the elevators. They traveled up to Level 9, making small talk about the Ministry as they moved.

The elevator doors opened to a large circular room with many doors leading out somewhere. Many wizards, Unspeakables, were either moving from file to file or sitting at one of the tables in the room, going through heavy stacks of paper. Fudge was right, Hermione didn't know anyone.

Fudge continued to walk up to a tall, dark haired man with small wired spectacles. He looked as if he was in his late 30's.

'Ahh, Nik, here is your newest Unspeakable I was informing you about earlier, Hermione Granger.'

'Malfoy.' Nikolaus and Hermione corrected at the same time.

Fudge laughed in a jolly tone, much like that of Father Christmas, and pat them both hard on the back. This caused Hermione to fall forward a bit. Nikolaus just smiled and extended his hand in greeting.

'I'm pleased to hear how well you've done at such a young age, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Malfoy, I'm sure you'll indeed be a positive influence in this Department.'

Hermione shook his hand firmly, meaning she was ready to get down to business.

'Why thank you, Mr. Neitzel, was it? I'm looking forward to helping the Ministry anyway I can.'

They dropped hands and Fudge wished her luck and then went back to the elevators.

'Follow me, I'll show you where you'll be working, Mrs. Malfoy.'

He led her to the fifth door to the right of the elevator. He waved his hand across the front of the door and immediately the words Hermione Malfoy appeared in gold on the door. Hermione was very impressed, he spelt her first name correctly. They stepped in to an oak paneled room with a simple oak desk and leather desk chair. There were two shelves and a large window behind her new desk. Everything was laid on white, shag carpeting.

'Here is your office, feel free to change it up a bit if you want, or bring in items from home, we really don't care, as long as you get your work done, which probably isn't going to be a problem with your history, eh?'

Hermione laughed politely.

'You don't have to worry. I'm ready to get to work now.'

'All right, I'll leave you to it then. Don't be afraid to ask anyone out here for assistance, they all will be obliged to help. And if you ever go out to lunch, or go outside the office for research, you must either inform my assistant, Joseph Crow or me. If neither of us are available, leave a note on my desk. My office is the first door to the left of the elevator.'

'All right, thanks.'

He nodded and left the room, shutting the door softly behind him.

Hermione sighed and walked over to her desk and laid the papers on it. She immediately began sorting them into files in her desk drawer. She also then looked at the books on her shelves, The Three Unforgivables and Why They are Unforgivable, The Who's Who of Azkaban, Famous Witches and Warlocks and Why They are so Famous, Famous Trials of Death Eaters, The Ministry of Magic, A History, and other assorted, related titles.

Hermione decided to get actual work done now. She sat down at her desk and pulled out her file of those whom her Department have been recently researching. She saw most of them were retired Ministry workers and what they have been doing to help the Ministry since their retirement. She scrounged for a sheet she remembered reading that interested her at home. After a few minutes she found it. It was a paper that Nikolaus Neitzel himself had written out for Mystery workers.

The Department of Mysteries has been working hard since the fall of Voldemort and many of his death eaters to watch the actions of their bloodlines. Voldemort's weakening eighteen years ago, with the Potter family tragedy, caused many death eaters to work extra hard for their fallen Lord. Now that Voldemort is permanently gone, along with many death eaters, it is not doubtful that strong death eater trainees and members of the fallen death eater families will try to raise up the Dark Art powers, in honor of their fallen Lord and family members.

It is our job in this Department to continuously watch out for any eerie occurrences in relation with any person once friends, related, or a trainee of a fallen eater. –For a list of watched persons go to Room 3, File 8475—

Hermione smiled, she definitely was in agreement with the destruction of any possible Dark Art wizards. She was happy to know that the Department of Mysteries has secretly been watching for dark arts and death eater trainees ever since she and her friends destroyed Voldemort a year and a half ago.

She left her office, in search of Room 3. Most of the rooms in the main circular room had names written on them in gold, like hers, but once in awhile she'd see a number. After looking around the large room, she saw Room 3, next to the office of Delia Denwood.

Hermione walked into Room 3 and her eyes were wide. The whole room was completely made of filing cabinets. The walls were drawers, the floor tiles could be pulled upward to become more files. Hermione's eyes explored the room, searching for File 8475.

'How am I going to find File 8475?' Hermione asked herself in confusion.

'File 8475 is located 90 degrees to your left.' A voice echoed.

'Uhh…thank you.'

'You're entirely welcome.' The voice replied.

Hermione recognized the voice as the same voice as the woman welcome voice when you call the Ministry.

Hermione turned 90 degrees to her left and walked straight toward the file-filled wall. Directly in front of her was File 8475. Hermione grinned. She pulled it open, but it did not stop. The desk voluntarily kept opening, until it hit the other side of the wall, about thirty feet away.

'Wow.' Hermione sighed, 'There is a lot of information in this room.'

Hermione's brain sparked at the chance of being able to read every piece of parchment in this room. She could learn so much!

Hermione didn't know where to start inside the file drawer.

'Umm…could you tell me where the list of "Watched Persons from Voldemort's Fall" is?' Hermione asked out loud.

Suddenly a folder rose, near the end of the drawer, three inches above the other folders.

Hermione walked to the end and grabbed the erected folder and opened it.

The title said: Watched Death Eater Trainees and Family Members From Voldemort's Fall: April 2003--?

Hermione walked to the beginning of the drawer and pushed it back into the wall from which it sprung. It slammed into the wall loudly, causing Hermione to jump. But she smiled joyfully as she left the room and walked back to her office.

Puddlemere United versus Wigtown Wanderers: 10:00 A.M.

Draco and Harry were walking out of the locker rooms, walking down to the Quidditch Pitch, hoping to beat the Wanderers and be in second place. They stepped into the large arena and many people cheered and clapped. Harry looked up and waved to someone with a large smile on his face. Draco looked and saw the Weasleys, including Ginny (to whom Harry was mostly waving to), smiling and waving.

'Where's 'Mione?' Harry asked Draco as they walked to the center of the pitch.

'Today is her first day on the job at the Ministry.' Draco replied.

'Oh! That's right! She owled me, can't believe she got a job in the Department of Mysteries, I bet she's been giddy this past week, eh?'

'Yeah, didn't spend a lot of time with her this weekend actually, we both were busy. But I know she's very excited, I'm pretty sure she's going to be very work-oriented from now on.'

Harry sensed jealously in Draco's voice.

'Oh, I wouldn't worry about the Ministry taking up all her time, though. She's dedicated to you more than anything, but she can't miss her first day of work I suppose. That wouldn't be a very Hermione thing to do.' Harry said lessening the tension, trying to make Draco feel a bit better about Hermione not being there.

'I'm not worried.' Draco retorted, obviously lying. 'It's the only game she's missed. I'll be fine.'

After this Draco ran off to talk to Captain Walker.

'Let's hope.' Harry sighed.

Two minutes later the balls were released and the players soared into the air. The Wanderers scored within the first minute of the game, which caused the United team fans to look around at each other with worry. Their worry was soon ended by the United team making a goal soon after.

They were neck to neck the entire game. There was a pause during the game to remove an injured United player from the pitch. Unfortunately, instead of searching for the snitch during this break, Draco looked into the fans, where Hermione should have been. Harry noticed and quickly flew over to Draco.

'Draco, I know you wish Hermione was there, but she isn't. You feel badly, but you're going to feel even worse if we lose, and so will Hermione. She'll blame it on herself for not being there to support you, and you know it. So get your head back into the game and look for the snitch, okay?'

Draco looked at Harry, at first with a scowl, but then he realized he was right. Draco nodded firmly and immediately began to look around skillfully searching for a glimpse of the golden snitch.

Draco heard a faint whistle, telling him the game was back on. He pushed all thoughts of Hermione from his mind and concentrated on one thing: catching the snitch.

Draco suddenly thought he saw a glimmer of gold reflect from the sun, but then realized it was gold glistening off the bulrushes of a fellow team player's robes. He cursed himself for thinking it was the snitch.

He was beginning to drift off thinking about Hermione again when he heard the soft beating of wings behind his right ear. He turned his face and saw the Golden Snitch an inch away from his eye.

At first, Draco paused, not comprehending out it was possible. Then he slowly raised his hand up, not to startle it, and took hold of the snitch tightly.

He heard the announcer's voice:

'AND POTTER BEAT AWAY A BLUDGER…WAIT A MINUTE, THE SCOREBOARD JUST CHANGED…WHAT? MALFOY CAUGHT THE SNITCH! OUT OF NO WHERE! HE BARELY MOVED! DID ANYONE SEE HIM MOVE? PUDDLEMERE UNITED WINS!'

The fans erupted into loud cheers, they seemed decibels louder than usual, probably because the win came so unexpectedly.

Draco and the rest of his team flew down to the ground, everyone swarmed around Draco.

'Bloody hell, Draco! You're getting fast! No one even noticed you took off!' Skye Walker cried.

'I didn't! The Snitch flew to me! It was the damnest thing I'd ever seen! At first I didn't think it was real, but I grabbed it and it was.' Draco explained.

'Well, lucky for us that you got that stroke of luck,' said chaser Ali Wadcock.

They all began walking back to the locker rooms, Harry ran up to Draco.

'Bloody crazy, eh? I don't know how that happened, but I bet the gods took pity on you because of Hermione and caused the Snitch to go to you!' Harry joked.

'I wouldn't be surprised! I got no exercise out of that game whatsoever.'

They walked into the locker rooms where Skye Walker prepared to make an announcement.

'Because of Malfoy's brilliant stroke of good luck, we are now second place!' Walker cried excitedly, slapping Draco on the back.

The players clapped and cat-called in excitement.

'Good job, everyone! This was a game well played, however, if I would have known that Malfoy was going to just call the Snitch over, I wouldn't have worked us so hard last week.'

Everyone laughed at the Captain's sarcasm.

'Anyway,' Walker continued, 'we have a game, not this Saturday, but next Saturday morning, same time. It's against the Pride of Portree. It's basically just a game to practice in, if they beat us they move up to sixth place, but we're still second. If we beat them, they move down to eighth place, and we're still second. So, because of the difficult practices I put you through last week, just come in tomorrow for practice and you can have the rest of the week off, until Sunday.'

Everyone cheered and yelled out thanks.

The team changed out of their Quidditch robes.

'It's noon, Draco, what time does Hermione get home from work?'

'Well, yesterday she told me she's off by three.'

'So basically, knowing how Hermione is an over-achiever she'll be home by four?' Harry asked.

'Basically.' Draco shrugged.

'You mind if I come over and try out your new plasma screen?'

'No, come on over, you probably will know the DVD's Hermione and I got for our wedding, too, you can tell me which to keep and which to throw out.'

'Sounds like a plan.'

'Is mini-Weasley coming?' Draco asked.

'Oh no, she's got to go back to school.'

Draco laughed.

'Oh yes, ha ha, school. Remember when we had to go to that?'

'Yeah, I'm going to go say goodbye to Ginny then I'll meet you in the parking lot.'

'All right.'

The Ministry of Magic—

Hermione had been reading through the names and descriptions of watched death eater trainees and family members for hours now. She couldn't believe some of the people that the Ministry was watching. She was only on the letter "L" but she knew many of the people from Hogwarts, or at least she had heard of them once before at school.

She also could not believe all the details the Ministry dug up on some of them. Like on Crabbe and Goyle, for instance. They knew their parents of course, when and where they were born, their physical descriptions, hobbies, where they like to travel and shop, the foods they eat, girl history (which is a short sentence for both), and their files said the classes they took at Hogwarts, and the color of the Polyjuice Potion needed to change into them.

Hermione did not understand how, or why, they knew what color their specific Polyjuice Potion was, but she assumed it was because, like her, they wanted to be thorough.

Hermione finally was done reading through the "L"s and she put it back into the folder, she was about to draw out the "M"s but she then looked up and saw it was 4:00.

'Oh no! I've been here an hour past my work shift! Draco is probably wondering what happened to me…oh gosh…' She mumbled as she gathered her things. She put the folder she was looking through into her book bag, she was going to finish it at home. Draco is going to kill me for bringing work home, but I simply must finish reading up on the Watched Persons.

She quickly locked up her office and walked to the elevator. She saw about ten workers still in the circular room studying.

It must be a common thing in this Department to stay later than 3. She thought to herself.

She left the Ministry, and walked out of the red telephone booth. Her previous car came around the corner.

'You didn't have to wait for me the whole time!' She exclaimed to the Malfoy's driver…well, now her driver also.

'I haven't miss, Master Draco told me to come about an hour ago to pick you up, I've only been waiting that long.'

'Oh, well thank you.' She said, sitting in the back seat.

She shook her head softly. Draco sent a car an hour ago. She immediately felt guilty. She missed his important game today and now she was going to be an hour and a half late.

Draco was now watching some Muggle television channel, Harry had left about an hour ago after they watched "The Italian Job". Needless to say, Draco enjoyed it immensely. He continued to watch the muggle news channel MTV. He was watching some show that was very dramatic, he though. The channel called it "The Inferno 2". He laughed at some of the drama the people caused. He also laughed at how diverse the showed seemed to be, probably on purpose. Some blonde gay guy just lost an inferno challenge and now was separated from his team. Draco really had no clue what was going on, but it entertained him nonetheless. As the show continued in it's hilarity, Draco heard the front door open and close. He smiled to himself when he heard a bag fall and heeled shoes tapping towards the room he was in, the tapping was getting louder and picking up speed. Then Hermione slid into the room.

'Hey baby.' Draco greeted, not taking his eyes off the television screen.

'I'm so sorry, Draco. I lost track of time while I was working, I feel awful. I missed your big game and now I'm home, nearly two hours late.' She said this with true remorse as she walked over to him, sitting lazily in, ironically, a leather lazy boy chair.

'It's fine.' He retorted with no feeling.

She looked up at the screen.

'You do know you're watching muggle television, right?'

'Is that what it stands for?' He asked.

'What?'

Draco pointed to the letters MTV in the corner of the screen. Hermione giggled.

'No, that stands for Music Television, this is a muggle show.' She instructed.

'Well, the whole object is a muggle object so I expected it to show muggle shows.'

'Yes, well, I just thought that you'd only watch movies.'

'I already watched a movie with Harry.'

'Really?' She asked happily, 'Which?'

'"Italian Job".'

'Did you like it?'

'I suppose.' He shrugged.

She walked over to him, her shoes tapping softly. She bent down and kneeled next to his chair.

'Are you mad at me?' She asked, looking up at him.

He looked down at her and tried to keep a serious looking face, but when his icy blues met her honey eyes he couldn't help but crack a smile.

'No.' He sighed, angry at himself for not keeping a straight face.

She took his hand and kiss the palm of it.

'Good.' She replied.

He took the hand she held his in and pulled it up, instructing her to stand. She did so and he guided her to his lap and he pulled her down and put his arms around her. She put her right hand on his left cheek and leaned in and kissed him softly, which he in turn made it more passionate. He felt her smile and then felt her pull away.

'How was your first day on the job?' He asked her.

'Oh excellent, I met with the head of my department and he already has lots of faith in me!'

'Who wouldn't? Continue…'

'Well, he showed me my office and then I went on working! Speaking of which, I want to go finish reading some things…' She said, then she began to get off of him, but she suddenly remembered, 'OH! How was you're game, I'm so sorry I wasn't there.'

'Good, I—' He paused because she got off his lap and stood up.

Then she waited for him to continue talking.

'Well, go on.' She told him.

'Why did you get up?' He asked.

'I am going to go do work after you're done telling me about your game or whatever.'

'Oh.' He thought for a moment.

'Draco, can you hurry? I have lots of work to do still.'

'Then go, it's no big deal. It can wait.'

'Are you sure?'

Draco simply nodded. She kissed his cheek and left the room in a hurry.

Now, I'm sure you all are thinking, "Why didn't Hermione stay on his lap and listen? She got up in the middle of his story!" Yes, yes, we all know what Hermione should have said when Draco said it was okay for her to go was, "No, Draco, my work can wait, I want to see how your game went." But Hermione, being the little smarty-pants that she is, just couldn't wait to go finish with her studying. And Draco, being the strong, macho guy that he is, couldn't bare to say that he wanted her to stay and listen and, God-forbid, talk.

So, Hermione went upstairs quickly to her and Draco's room, kicked off her shoes and changed into a new outfit. She put on a T-shirt of Draco's and a pair of black leggings. She then ran back down to her work. She pulled her book bag full of papers into the family room and sat down on the floor. She pulled out the folder she was looking through at work and pulled out the file marked "M".

Umm…Walden Macnair has a son… She laughed when she realized the Ministry was watching a boy who was seven years old.

'Wow,' She said to herself, 'the ministry is even watching a seven year old? They must really be afraid that someone is going to want to "avenge" for the Dark Side.'

She continued reading the boy's file and couldn't believe some of the information they had on an innocent little boy. They knew his nicknames, who came to his birthday parties, what he received as presents at those birthday parties, his friends, what he did in the morning while his mother went to work, his first words even. Maybe the Ministry is being a bit extreme with all of this… She put that paper aside and went to the next. The name read "Draco Lucius Malfoy". Hermione gasped to herself. She didn't know why she hadn't thought of it before, of course the Ministry would watch Draco, he is Lucius' son. But she hadn't really put two and two together until now. She immediately felt guilty about the Ministry having so much information on him. She knew Draco would not like it whatsoever. She knew that if Draco knew that the Ministry was "watching" him he would do everything in his power to get rid of that information and stop the Ministry from watching him. But this is also why Hermione had to take oaths before this job. She couldn't tell Draco, or anyone else, but the information she had or what her jobs were exactly. She looked back down at the papers on Draco and noticed that his pile was far bigger than many of the others that she read. The only person she could remember reading who had a bigger pile than Draco was Bellatrix Lestrange, who ironically was Draco's aunt.

Hermione opened his file and began to read. The first couple pages were connected and they pulled out into a timeline.

'Oh my God…they have a timeline of his life?'

Indeed, it was a timeline of his life. Everything from his birth, to…

'His game today?' She exclaimed to herself, 'How did they put this information on there? I had his file during his game!'

She decided that the Ministry must have a system in which a reporter can magically send the information to his file without actually having the file…that would be very sufficient and make a lot of sense.

The file also contained every article about him, or his family, from The Daily Prophet, Witch Weekly and even The Quibbler.

She flipped through the paragraphs about him until she saw a paragraph that began Draco Malfoy's honeymoon…. Her eyes widened and she immediately went back to that page and began to read.

Draco Malfoy's honeymoon with his new wife, Hermione Jane Malfoy, formerly known as Hermione Jane Granger, took place in Nassau, Bahamas. The couple stayed at the very extravagant Atlantis Resort. Draco Malfoy did not leave the room that day until later on in the evening, in which he and his wife went down to the ocean.

Hermione couldn't believe someone from the Ministry was sent to spy on Draco during their honeymoon. The rest of the paragraph just briefly explained what ever Draco (along with Hermione) did outside of the hotel room.

Hermione shook her head. This was definitely intrusion of privacy, wasn't it? The Ministry had to right to follow them on their honeymoon did it? She decided she would go to Nikolaus directly tomorrow and ask about it. But for now, she decided this work could wait. She looked up and saw it was nearly 7:00. She then sensed someone in the room. She turned around and saw Draco entering.

'Oh, hey,' She said, quickly gathering her papers together and placing them neatly in her file. 'I decided to finish this at work tomorrow. Did you want dinner?'

Draco watched her quickly put the files in her bag, but didn't think much of it.

'Yes, I was coming in to drag you away because I know you didn't bother to eat at work.'

Hermione thought for a second. He was right. She didn't take her lunch break.

'I hadn't even realized I didn't eat lunch today.' She said standing up, tossing her book bag around her shoulder. 'I'm going to bring this upstairs, and then I'll be down.'

'Okay, I told the elves to make filet mignon and baked potatoes, is that fine with you?'

'Yes, sounds delicious.' She said running up the stairs.

She entered their room and looked around.

I've got to put this somewhere Draco won't care to look. Then she thought about that. Wait, if I just put it out in the open, he won't even glance at it, but if I do hide it and he happens to find it, he surely will go through it and be upset with me for hiding it. She decided it would be best just to set it by her bedside. She did so and then took of her leggings and T-shirt and put on a knee-length silky black skirt and a rose colored blouse. She looked in the mirror and saw her make-up was still on and her French twist was still up. She then ran back downstairs and into the dinning hall. Draco was taking two wine glasses out of the fancy, ornate mahogany cupboard when she strolled in. He noticed she changed and grinned.

'That's not what you were wearing two second ago.' He commented, coming near her to give her a glass.

'I didn't want to be in leggings and a T-shirt for dinner. I didn't think that was very pretty.'

He chuckled to himself.

'Hermione, you don't have to change clothes for me.'

'I wanted to.'

He kissed her softly.

She took the wineglass from him, and then remembered the big file about him up in her book bag. She also realized the Ministry knew more about his game today then she did.

'Draco,' She began.

'Mmhm?' He mumbled, getting a bottle of wine from the kitchen.

He returned with dark red wine.

'How was your game? I'm sorry I went to work in the middle of you telling me.'

He pulled out a chair for her, she sat on it as he pushed it towards the table for her. He then sat in his chair across from her.

'Don't worry about it.' He shrugged.

He leaned across to pour wine in her glass.

'Tell me how it went, I don't even know if you won or not.'

'We won.' He said, not able to hide his smile.

'You did! Oh good!'

'We've moved up to second.' He added.

'Oh, I knew you'd do well today! How did you do?'

He suddenly looked up at her with child-like excitement brewing behind his eyes. He got out of his chair and moved to the one next to her. She turned in her chair to face him.

'It was amazing, 'Mione, the golden snitch came to me! I heard the buzzing of its wings in my ear, I turned and there it was! An inch from my face!'

'What!' She cried, seriously interested in his story because of his excitement.

'Pure luck! It was the craziest thing! And now we're second because of it.'

'It wasn't luck. I bet the Snitch saw how good of a seeker you were and decided to give up, since it knew you would catch it anyway.' She said with a smile.

He laughed and kissed her lips quickly.

'I'd like to think that, but I think it was a fluke victory…we were head to head the entire game, that's why it was such bloody brilliant luck for us!' He smiled.

'Well, I'm glad you're second now. Your team deserves it. When is your next game, I promise I'll be there.'

'Don't worry, it's a Saturday, you won't even have to take off work.'

'This Saturday?'

'Nope next.'

'I'll be there.'

'And guess what else?'

'What?'

'Because of the win, we go to practice tomorrow, but then get Wednesday through Saturday off.'

'Really? Wow, you're captain must really be cool about practices.'

'Not really, its just cause next Saturday's game won't move us in the bracket at all. We'll stay second win or lose, so it's like a practice game, really.'

'Oh.' Was Hermione's reply, she didn't understand brackets or anything like that.

Draco then went back to his previous seat as the house-elves came out with their food. Draco and Hermione finished with a quiet dinner, but not so quiet night…

A/N: Yes, the "not so quiet night" means sex but even though many of you will be upset with me, I don't feel like describing it in detail. Sorry, I would, but I want your attention focused mainly on Hermione's new job and the Watched Persons list. Next chapter will be probably be another long one like this one so bear with me while it takes me awhile to write it. Review! Please and Thanks!