"Keira?" I heard someone say.

"Five more minutes" I pleaded as I snuggled into my pillow. 'That's not a pillow' I thought grinning to myself 'I wonder who ...' I opened my eyes to find my head resting on a bare chest I looked up to see who it belonged to. Draco Malfoy. My face dropped and the events of the last couple days came flooding back.

"You comfortable?" he sneered and I rolled off of him

"Fuck you!" I hissed

"Are you cracking already? Didn't even last two days." He laughed

"Piss off!" I growled. I got up and headed for the shower.

"Good morning to you too." I heard him say as I slammed the door.


I went downstairs once I'd finished straitening my hair only to find Draco poking the oven with his wand. I had to laugh, I just couldn't help myself. "Isn't this supposed to be your job?" he said glaring at me.

"Sure" I replied brightly "I'll start playing my role as happy housewife as soon as you get a job and do your part by providing for the family" His glare intensified, if that was even possible.

"I'm looking for a job today. And while I'm out I'll pick up our rings" he said with clenched teeth.

"Good" I said cheerily "Oh, be back by 5, I'm inviting some friends round for 7 and we need to go over a few things before they get here"

"Friends?" he questioned.

"Okay, my friends, the ones that are order members that we're here to fool, I thought it was best to get it out of the way as soon as possible before they heard about it from other people. Trust me I know how to handle them." I told him still upbeat.

"And who are these friends specifically?" he asked trying to remain calm.

"Oh" I paused like I was thinking "Just most of the Weasleys and an old Ravenclaw or two" I said trying to sound casual.

"What!!" he yelled. "First its muggles and now its Weasleys!!! What next Keira?? Don't tell me. Potter's moving in isn't he?"

"Don't be stupid, I can't stand Harry either" I replied calmly. "And here, I made breakfast" I said handing him a bowl of cereal I just made. He began to eat it while still glaring at me. "Look" I began apologetically "I didn't make up this plan, I'm just going along with it. So don't shout at me about it, I'm sure I'll give you plenty of other reasons to do that later, okay?" he nodded. "So home by 5?" he nodded again "Good!"


It was 3 o'clock and I was on a mission, a baking mission. I was determined that I was going to make the snacks for tonight and had decided on cakes and cookies, after all I have made them before ... just not without magical assistance. So far it was going good, I can honestly say I'm proud of myself, the cookies are in the oven and the cake dough is almost done. "Honey I'm home!" I heard Draco's voice call from what I guesses to be the living room. 'Honey?' I thought slightly confused as I mad my way to the living room still mixing the dough. I opened the door to find Draco standing with another man. 'Ah we have company' suddenly everything made sense.

"Hey darling" I said affectionately before kissing Draco softly on the lips, "Good day?"

"Yea-" Draco started only to be cut of by the man

"Keira?!" the man asked stunned. I turned to see who he really was.

"Christian, hi!" I said excitedly giving him a hug, which was awkward seeing as I was still holding the mixing bowl. "How long has it been?" I asked shocked to see him after all this time, he used to be a good friend and fellow Ravenclaw but we drifted apart once he graduated.

"About 4 years I think" he told me

"Merlin! I can't believe it, what are you doing here?"

"He's my new boss" Draco said cutting off whatever Chris was going to say and looking slightly annoyed at being ignored.

"You got a job! Babe that's great" I said beaming and hugged him. "Sooo ... what is it?" I asked curious to know who would hire him.

"I'm the assistant to the assistant head of the International Magical Trading Standards Body of the Department of International Magical Cooperation." He said with forced enthusiasm, but Chris didn't pick up on it. I just tried to smile encouragingly at him.

"You know" Chris said turning to Draco "If you had said you were married to Keira there would have been no need for that interview."

"I wanted to get-"

"You are married aren't you?" Chris asked cutting Draco off

"Yes we are" replied a slightly agitated Draco

"Shame, I might have had to steal her from you otherwise!" Chris laughed. 'Oh my. What a freaking dork!' I thought to myself and I saw Draco's fists clench.

"Yeah, shame." I said forcing a laugh, "Well it was brilliant meeting you again, and I don't mean to sound rude but Draco and I have work to do and a bit of celebrating so could we catch up another day?"

"Yeah, that wou-"

"Great, goodbye" I said watching him expectantly

"Bye" he said the apparted away.

"Well now I know why I haven't seen him in four years." I muttered as Draco collapsed on a chair

"He's my boss!!" He exclaimed, "I'm so far down the fucking system, that thing is my boss, somebody just kill me now" I sat down next to him.

"Look Draco" I said trying to sound sympathetic and understanding as I really did pity him "I know your better than that job but the truth is no one trusts you right now and they do have their reasons for it. It'll get better I promise, you just have to ... prove yourself to these people, after all that's our mission at the moment, to get you back into society even if it means starting at the bottom. You should look on the bright side"

"And that would be?" he asked tiredly.

"At least you've got someone as wonderful as me to come home to" I said playfully and stuck out my tongue. He half-heartedly glared at me and I giggled softly.

"Oh before I forget, here" He said handing me a small box, I opened it and found a thin simple silver wedding band with a pretty Celtic design lightly engraved into it. I smiled to myself and put it on and admired it in the light. I couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling, this isn't how I pictured marriage, I knew it wasn't real, maybe that was the problem, and maybe all I wanted was somebody to love who loved me back. "Thank you it's beautiful" I said softly.

"Here" he said again chucking another box at me. I stared at it suspiciously. "Most married women have engagement rings" he added sounding bored. I opened this box and found a pearl set in a silver ring with a few tiny diamonds either side. My face lit up, I loved it, I put it on immediately. I heard Draco chuckle.

"What?" I questioned.

"I thought you'd like that, I guess I made the right choice" he replied still sounding tired. I nodded enthusiastically, resisting the urge to hug him. He laughed again.

"What?" I questioned again getting paranoid.

"You've got flour in your hair and on your face, you look stupid, cute but stupid" he said laughing as I rubbed my face probably making it worse. I just gave in and laughed too.

"Whatever, I'll give you an hour or so to recover then I'll brief you on the plans for tonight" I said and got up to leave the room.

"Where are you going?" he asked with a yawn

"I'm baking cookies, fool," I said like he should know better end returned to the kitchen.


A couple of hours later I was putting the finishing touches to my perfectly made snacks and reviewing what Draco and I had been saying for the last hour. We had decided on the story to tell people about how we ended up getting married and stuff like that as well as helpful bits of information about one another. "Why do I need to know your favourite fruit, colour and how you like you toast?" Draco asked agitatedly

"Trust me, you will need it." I said sort of smugly, at least I had a vague idea of how tonight would turn out.

"Whatever" he sighed "Keira?"

"Yes?" I said concentrating mostly on finishing the food.

"What are you doing?" he asked curiously

"I'm spiking the food with a cheering potion, that way by the end of the night no one will be too mad, but I'm only adding a drop to each piece otherwise the effects will be obvious and most people don't like their food being tampered with." I said uninterestingly.

"Wow, that's pretty sly and cunning," he said impressed. "Why weren't you in Slytherin?" I just shrugged my shoulders

"Have we got enough booze?" I asked getting nervous. If this went wrong it could expose me as a death eater which one way or another would lead to my death. Everything had to be perfect.

"Calm down, we've got everything and it's going to be fine," he said trying to convince himself as well as me. The doorbell rang.

"Let the games begin" I muttered darkly to myself before heading to the door.