So an update this late...well blame it on the lack of reviews...more I get the faster I update! ;)
Mr. Puford was a plump man with a long extended mustache, in which he would always brush when he thought about something. They had started in his office and started down the hallway in which he was showing Draco what he was all about, as Draco took notes. I thought it odd that Draco would add little drawings of Mr. Puford at different points. I didn't get a chance to ask about it until later as I was asked a question,
"Miss, I do hope you will accompany Draco as we would like a feminine touch on riding techniques."
"Oh...well I can definitely give in my input, I played Quiditch for several years at Hogwarts. Helped my team to win the cup, so I know a thing about what a rider would want."
"Well Draco seems like you finally brought someone knowledgeable to help you." Mr Puford proclaimed to Draco with a smirk. I looked at Draco and saw the disdain spelled out across his face. I could tell that he didn't like Mr. Puford very much and was simply putting up with him.
"Draco" I whispered to get his attention. "I think we have enough to do what we need to."
"And how do you know that?" Draco whispered back as Mr. Puford continued to talk.
"Because he wants a better selling rate of his brooms, and both of us have experience in which to base our decision off of."
"How do you know I have experience? I never said anything." Draco questioned, his eyebrows raised.
"You played when you were at Hogwarts we faced eachother."
"While I was there only Gryffendor ever won the cup, so that makes you a Gryffendor."
"Well yeah by name..." 'not heart' I said to my self.
"No wonder you couldn't come up with color coordination, I mean plum for the border, only a Gryffendor would choose that."
"Reverting back you your old self now are we."
"So I think you should have enough to do what I asked, please feel free to use this room for the time you are here. If you need to get a hold of anyone just ask my secretary. Good luck." And with that Mr. Puford was gone.
Once we were in the room Draco asked me to sit and he looked at me quizzically. "What do you mean reverting back to my old self?"
"I mean the Hogwarts Draco, the one that would always take cheap shots at me." I said looking down at Draco's notes.
"You mean to say that we knew each other in Hogwarts?"
I sat stunned. 'Shit! Shit! Shit!' I just let him onto a clue about my self. "Well kind of...I knew you but only because you would act like a prat to me."
"You do understand I am still your boss." Draco asked astounded at the bluntness of his employee.
"Yeah well I guess it would seem odd that someone might tell you the truth but it's good for you." She said leaving Draco in a state of shock. "Anyways let's get a start on the task. I think we should pull together a focus group from some of the famous Quiditch teams from around London."
Draco just looked at her, blankly staring before he answered "Sure."
'And to think that he was actually considered the man of steel impenetrable.' Ginny thought to herself laughing. They went over the material for hours and decided to stop once the clock showed that it was 11:50.
"So I have two rooms reserved for us in a hotel nearby so that we don't have as bad of a commute back and forth. You can head over there first I have to clear some things up with the financial department."
"Alright, then I will see you at the hotel or tomorrow. Night." I called out as I left the room and turned the corner.
(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((Draco P.O.V.)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
Picking up his phone he dialed the number, the phone rang and she picked up.
"Hello? Who is this? Hello."
"Hermione it's me." Draco whispered slowly into the phone.