Kingsley was interrupted from his work when he heard three rasp knocks on his door.

"Go in," he bellowed.

The door knob twisted and he looked up from his laptop— Draco Malfoy emerged from his doorway, his blonde hair and pale skin looking whiter than usual due to the sun.

"Jesus, kid, you need to go to the beach and get a tan," was all Kingsley could say upon inspection.

"Good morning to you too Sir," Draco greeted with a small smile.

Kingsley made an effort to check his wristwatch and squint his eyes, "Quite on time I see, around 25 minutes late." The gesture was exaggerated to make sure Draco felt guilty.

Malfoy let out a small laugh. "Sorry Kingsley, I went around sightseeing a bit to familiarize myself with the place and I got caught up with an old colleague."

"Oh pish posh. Hot shots like you have no respect for time, just like I did back in the old days," he reached to his side and took the folder on top of a neatly stacked pile papers.

"Here's all the legal matters regarding the case. It's human trafficking, to give you a small briefing," Kingsley said nonchalantly, obviously used to these cases, as he went back into his laptop and started typing.

"People sure are horrible," Draco commented as he perused through the folder. It was 17 children, all ages 12 to 16. His stomach churned at the sight. At the age of 16, he was living his best life travelling from one country to the other by his own will. These children, on the other hand, were abused and will still be abused once they set foot on international soil.

"I'll make sure to get them safe and sound back in London," Draco assured.

"I know you will," Kingsley agreed. "Work with Hermione Granger on this case. She knows all the legal pursuits regarding the situation and she can get you in on the inner findings smoothly. You know her?"

"Apparently, yes. She's the old colleague of mine that I've talked about and got held up with," Draco said with a small smile.

"The odds sure are in your favor, Draco. Now go and work on it. Knock on the door again if you've encountered problems, which I hope not," Kingsley was already dismissing him.

"Right away sir, no problem," was all Malfoy said as he went back out into the office hallway. He took one final glance into the folder and went to Hermione Granger's office.

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Hermione was interrupted with her thoughts when she heard a knock on her glass door. This annoyed her. Her co-workers know very well not to disturb her especially when they see her face stuffed along with the stack of papers on her desk. That means she's letting her work juices flow and she is on a grind to finish these papers as fast as possible. This ought to be important.

She looked up and was surprised to see Draco Malfoy standing by the door. She let out a small sigh and gestured for him to go inside. He let himself in and handed her the folder he was holding.

"Apparently Kingsley wanted me to work with you regarding this case," he said without so much of a preamble.

"Oh," was all she could say as Hermione scanned the contents of the folder. As she did, her faith towards humanity seemed to have lessened. Damn these horrible, horrible people. They all deserve to rot in cages.

"Ready to bring these bastards to jail?"

Hermione couldn't agree more. This is why she took up Law. She wanted to fight for people who do not have the voice and capabilities to do so themselves. The world is a cruel place and the people taking in all the cruelty needs all the help they can get against the injustice. A lot of people needed help, and she can only do so much. But still, Hermione Granger is trying her best.

This mindset allowed her to rise through the ranks and defend various people of the accused and abused. Within a couple of years, she has made a name for herself as one of the most vicious and justice-seeking lawyers out there. She takes pride in her hard work.

Hermione and Draco worked all day trying to find loopholes, contacting witnesses, and coming up with defenses towards the case. With a couple of breaks from here and there, before Hermione and Draco knew it, it was already dark out.

Malfoy was the first one to break the silence that ensued an hour ago as they skimmed through copious amounts of paper readings.

"Granger, I think it's best to call it a day. Let's go," he neatly stacked all his remaining readings and put it in his desk. They worked at Hermione's office all day and Draco requested his own desk inside in order to work more diligently and to be able to separate tasks. He wouldn't be able to move further in his work if he didn't have a desk and chair to start with.

"Mhmm, it's only 11 PM, you can go on ahead," was all she said, her nose still stuck into one of her readings.

Draco let out a sigh. "Yes, that's the thing, it's already 11 PM. We got a whole day to work on that tomorrow. Let's get going." He stood up from his seat and started packing his things. When he saw that Hermione was not moving from his spot, he frowned.

"Granger," Malfoy's tone was slightly authoritative.

This made Hermione look up. "What?" She snapped.

"Let's go," was all he said.

Hermione frowned at him. She was not pleased. "Am I some type of dog that you can order around? I already told you that you can go ahead!"

"But we live in the same building."

"And so?"

"Let's get going,"

This made Hermione furious. She already told him that he can go ahead! Why is he the one mad? Why does he feel to have the need to go home together? Can't he see that she was drowning in work?

"You stubborn log! Go away if you think it's late. I'm still not done! Stop interfering with my work," she snapped at him angrily.

Instead of listening to her, this made Malfoy do the opposite. "Are you completely daft? I told you to go away!" Hermione's tone was livid as Malfoy walked towards her desk. He loomed closer to her desk and when he positioned himself beside her, Hermione had to look up from her chair.

Draco didn't say anything. He was just staring at her intently, his blank gaze becoming more intense due to his unusual stormy gray eyes.

This made Hermione feel uncomfortable.

"What?" she spat.

"Let's go," was all he said, not breaking eye contact.

Hermione decided to ignore him. She tried to continue her readings but it was a futile effort. She can feel Malfoy's gaze boring through her skull. It made her uneasy. Heck, it made her so damn uncomfortable that she wasn't able to take it anymore.

She pushed her chair back and let out a frustrated sigh. "Fine!"

Draco smirked. He took his briefcase and headed towards the door, preoccupying himself with his smartphone. He was busily typing.

"Just give me a minute you annoying prat," Hermione said as she ruffled through her stuff and started shoving things into her workbag. Taking her phone that was placed above her desk, she look at Malfoy with a frown and said, "Let's go."

She walked past him and made sure that he wouldn't be able to keep up with her but that seemed impossible because a couple of strides later, they were walking together and was waiting for the elevator to arrive together.

First time seeing him in years and they spend the whole damn day together.