Chapter 2: Malfoy again

The interview had gone splendidly. Was that a word? Splendidly? Well, it went well. That sounds stupid. The interview was good, there we go.

She had answered all the interviewer's questions easily and with composure (she hoped). There was one she had completely blanked on and frantically looked through her notes for the paper she knew she had written the statistics on. Thankfully, Harry had been a lifesaver as he already knew the answer and answered it with grace she never knew existed.

Harry and Hermione had just left her office, where they had the interview. They were about to go to Harry's office so he could pack up and take an early leave.

"Hey let's see if Ron's done too, so we can all leave." Hermione suggested. Harry nodded and they headed over to Ron's office.

Harry opened the door and almost burst out laughing. Hermione peeked in and rolled her eyes and smiled. Ron had his head back on his chair and was taking a lovely yet loud nap. His snores were ridiculously loud, they couldn't believe how no one else complained yet.

They quickly entered the office and shut the door, so as not to disturb anyone else, but also made sure not to wake up Ron.

Harry grabbed some of his paperwork and placed it on his head slowly. Then leaned close to his right ear and whisper sang, "Ro-n." His eyes fluttered a bit, but he was still asleep. Harry repeated the action again, this time a little louder. Ron moved slightly yet nothing more.

Hermione pushed Harry aside. With a smirk on her face, she pulled out her wand and pointed it at Ron. "Levicorpus!" Papers went flying everywhere as Hermione and Harry backed up against the wall. Ron's ankles, however, went up toward the ceiling, pulling the rest of his body with him and immediately bounced upon the low roof.

Ron, who was well awake now, looked as if we were just confunded, as Hermione and Harry did their best to stifle their laughs but gave up after just a few seconds, seeing the astonished look on his face. He finally saw his two best mates snickering in the corner and his face turned murderous.

"What the bloody hell do you two think you're doing?!" he roared. "Put me down!"

Hermione could barely control her laughter, but managed to say the countercurse as Ron dropped right down on his chair with a big grunt.

Harry finally calmed himself, although still chuckling, and patted Ron's back, who was still looking as confused as ever. "Sorry mate, sorta your fault for sleeping on the job."

"I- I did not! I was just doing my work! I swear!" Ron kept complaining, until it finally came to him. His face fell as he went back to look at the other two's smug faces.

"Alright alright, I might've dozed off for just about 5 min or so." Both their eyebrows raised, not believing it for a second. That was like Ron saying he had only eaten one chocolate frog.

"Rubbish." They both said at once.

"Fine it might've been longer than 5," he avoided their gazes, knowing full well he was sleeping for at least an hour before they showed up. He mentally noted to keep his door locked at all times from now -then realized it wouldn't work- as Hermione herself had taught them all Alohomora.

"Still didn't have to use that jinx did you?" Ron said looking at Harry.

"Hey it wasn't me!"

Ron turned to Hermione, not even hiding the puzzled look etched on his face.

"Blimey Hermione! Since when have you used levicorpus?"

"Since I saw employees asleep on the job." Hermione snapped back. "Oh wait congratulations Ron, you're the first!" She finished with a mocking smile.

They walk towards the elevator, deciding to stop for a quick coffee in Diagon Alley.

Hermione suddenly remembered about her conversation right before the interview with Harry. "Hey Harry, you know when I asked you to send the best in your department over for that anecdote I wanted. Yeah well why'd you have to send Malfoy?!"

Harry opened his mouth, when she heard sputtering on her other side.

"Malfoy, the best? As in Malfoy the cheeky little ferret?" Rn asked, his mouth wide open, gaping at her.

He was being a tad too dramatic for her taste.

"Oh stop it Ronald. How many other Malfoys do you know?"

"Well yeah just the one but still." Ron looked slightly offended that Harry hasn't picked him. "Why is he the best?"

"Hey I did pick you first remember? But when I came by and told you, you said you'd rather eat a gurdyroot then do extra work."

Ron's ears turned red. "Oh... oh right. Yeah my fault then." He tried to steer the conversation away from him and said hurriedly. "So how was he then? Just like at Hogwarts?"

"I mean kind of, at least he didn't call me a mudblood."

"Nah he wouldn't call you that anymore Hermione. He's a tiny bit better than he was at school. Although I swear he talks to the other aurors about me behind my back I mean just yesterday Henders came and showed me those daily prophets from our fourth year and burst out laughing. I bet Malfoy gave them." Harry said.

"I haven't talked to the git since, and honestly I couldn't be happier. If you ask me I don't think it's possible for him to change." Ron exclaimed.

"Yeah I don't really know. But I get what you mean Harry, he doesn't seem to care that you're head of the Auror office and certainly not that I'm Minister." Hermione said.

"Oh what I would do to just see him in ferret form one more time." Ron said with an evil look in his eye. Harry and Hermione roared with laughter. "You should remind him about the ferret story Harry, that would put him back in his place.

Harry smiled and shook his head, "I'll keep that in mind Ron."

Ron couldn't stop, he loved making fun of Malfoy (it felt like school again), "I mean at least be glad he didn't bring up anything really embarrassing OH like that love song about you from our second year or that time that you asked Luna to Slughorn's party OR those Potter Stinks badges or-"

"Thanks for the ideas Weasel. I'll make sure to tell everyone I know about those."

They all turned to see Malfoy strolling towards them lazily, with a stupid smirk on his face.

Hermione tried to be authoritative, "Now look here Malfoy-"

"Merlin's Beard Granger calm down." He came to a stop in front of them. "Like I don't have better things to do then talk about you lot."

"Then why do you talk about Harry to the others?" Hermione asked.

"Hey it's not my fault. I'm just telling people what they wanna know. Besides I get bored so what else could I do for fun?"

"Do your work perhaps?" Ron said haughtily.

"I don't think you really have the authority to say that Weasel, seeing as I could hear your snores all the way from my office." Malfoy finished with his smirk widening by the look on Ron's face.

Ron began sputtering, not knowing exactly what to say. "I was not! You- I was just-"

Malfoy interrupted him once more, "And I do do my work by the way, you should know seeing as Potter here picked me as the best from the auror office."

Ron's ears turned red once more. Malfoy slid his left hand inside his pocket and gestured with his right hand. "You're also blocking the elevator so if you don't mind I'd like to get on with my way. Someone's got to go finish up their work in a less hostile environment."

They moved aside, and as he stepped in, they turned around to look at him. He pressed the button and as the doors were closing, he parted with a slight mocking wave.

"That foul prat!" Ron shouted. A few people around them turned around to look at him. He continued in a hushed voice. "Seriously who does he think he is?!"

Hermione and Harry both shrugged, not willing to go on another rant about Malfoy. They've had enough of him. At least Hermione certainly has.