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7. Letters For Both

"... And the stupid git comes in like he got an invitation!" Draco yelled as he paced his office, telling his story to his best friend. "He's always interrupting me and Hermione. First it was dinner and now this! I swear, Blaise, one day I'm gonna loose it and I'm gonna kill him."

"Woah, woah, woah-- slow down. You're just beginning to get on everybody's good side again. Killing someone is not the best idea right now." Blaise chuckled.

"It's not funny!" Draco said in a low but deadly voice.

"You're right, it's not," Blaise said seriously, his laughter dying abruptly.

"I think I--" Draco noticed a lime green paper on his desk. "What's this?" he asked as he picked it up.

"What's what?" Blaise asked.

"This." Draco held up the bright colored paper.

"Dunno, mate, I don't remember any messages coming in for you," Blaise responded, getting up and standing next to Draco. "Well, don't just stand there, open the bloody sucker."

Draco opened the paper. "Fuck," he cursed as he crumpled the paper and threw it in the trash can.

"What? What did it say?" Blaise asked.

"Another 'stay away from Hermione' letter! The fucker should really get a life!" Draco snapped.

"Okay, calm down."

"I don't what I'm going to do about this bloody shit!"

"You tell Hermione just so she knows, and you get on with your life. When the letters begin to get serious you tell the Ministry."

"Which wouldn't be very hard because I WORK IN IT!" Draco yelled.

"You know what, I'll be back. I'm gonna get you some calming potion. Hopefully that will help." Blaise got up.

"I AM CALM!" Draco yelled.

"Better make that a strong dose of calming potion..." Draco gave him a cold glare. "And tea." Blaise added before he left.

Draco sat down in his chair, arms crossed, and glared at nothing in particular.

"'If the letters get serious tell the Ministry,'" Draco mimicked.

He already worked in the bloody Ministry, meaning he should already be doing something about it! Sure his department didn't have anything to do with... with... with whatever that bloody letter was! Sure, there was no real threat in the letters... he kept trying to tell himself that. He told himself that the writer had every right to do it and that he shouldn't give a damn. It was just a note, right?

Still, he couldn't help giving a damn. He was no longer a little boy who needed to be told what to do. He was a grown man who didn't like it when people told him how to run his life. He didn't like it, not one bit.

"Here," Blaise said as he re-entered. He held a cup of tea in one hand and a small bottle in the other. He poured the small bottle into the tea cup and handed it to Draco. "Drink this."

Draco glared at him but drank it anyway and immediately felt placid. Draco finished drinking his tea.

"Feeling better?" Blaise asked.

Draco nodded. "I think so."

"Good. Don't let these measly letters get to you. It's probably what the writer wants. Destroy you, bit by bit."

Draco looked up at him suspiciously. "Are you writing those blasted letters?"

"WHAT! Are you kidding me? NO WAY!"

"Because if you are, I'll bloody kill you. You know that."

"Is that a question?"

"That's a promise." Draco said boldly.

"Hey, don't sweat it. It isn't me." Blaise promised, holding his hands up.

" Well, you'd better find out who it is," Draco retorted as he stood up.

"I thought calming potion was supposed to make you calm, but instead it just makes you more hostile," Blaise remarked.

"You've got ten seconds to get your arse out of my office," Draco warned.

"I'm gone. Got work to do anyway," Blaise said as he left the room.

- - -
"Hermione!"

"Not now, Todd!" Hermione said as she walked away quickly away from him, but he caught up.

He ran in front of her. "Hermione."

"What?" Hermione said as she put her hand on her hip.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for the way I acted."

"Yes, aren't we all." Hermione kept on walking.

"Hermione, would you just listen to me!" Todd shouted, and he chased after her.

Suddenly, an owl flew by and dropped a letter at Hermione's feet. "That's strange; since when are owls allowed in here?" Hermione thought to herself as she took the letter from the floor.

"What's that?" Todd asked. He went by her side and saw her pick up a piece of paper.

"I don't know," Hermione said as she opened up the note.

You will be mine. Hermione Granger, you will be mine. One way or the other, you'll be mine.

"What kind of crap is this?" Hermione asked.

"What does it say?" Todd asked; he looked at her curiously. He never got an answer. Hermione was already gone and running to the lifts. "Hermione, what does it say!" Todd yelled as the lift doors closed. "Women." He shook his head and left for his office.

A/N: I wanted this chapter to be longer but I think the next part needs a chapter of it's own.
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