Wizard Mafia Incorporated

Chapter 3

-Leaky Cauldron-

Jasmine stood looking up at the Malfoy Manor with her cloak hood up concealing her face. Her broom held by her side. One of her ex-boyfriends had taught her how to ride years ago. They were good memories, until the night that she found out that he was really a Death Eater and then the arguing started and she left him.

Draco walked out the door to find a hooded figure waiting for him. His things were miniature in his pocket for safe travel and less package on his broom. It got better mileage with less weight.

He strode down the walk to the figure. "What's your name?"

Jasmine drew back her hood and smiled. "Hello Draco Malfoy. I'm Jasmine Hewlett. Ready to ride that thing?"

"They sent a woman after me? Are they insane? Ah, alas she is a looker though." Draco said slowly walking around jasmine. He touched her shoulder and soon regretted it. She flung him over her shoulder in a total WWF slam.

"I happen to be the best for the job." She said looking down at him. "Don't forget it. Get on your broom. We're going to the Leaky Cauldron."

"The Leaky Cauldron?"

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"I wonder what is taking so long." Mr. Dixon said as he paced outside the Leaky Cauldron. "I never should have let her do this. I knew she wasn't ready."

"Um, excuse me but who are you talking about?" Hermione questioned.

"Jasmine Hewlett. One of my specialized units. I let her have a task that I thought..."

"That you thought what big guy? I'm here, the kid's here. No problem."

"Is the kid in one piece?"

"Oh, he might have a bruised arse and ego but other than that he should be fine." Jasmine said tossing her hair over her shoulder.

"Excuse me?" Mr. Dixon said with a raised eyebrow.

"He tried to make a move on me. He got slammed." Jasmine said with a smirk.

"I have never been so mistreated in my life." Draco said as he touched down.

Hermione knew that voice better than anyone else she'd guess. Stupid git.

"I assure you that it will get better Mr. Malfoy." Mr. Dixon stated. "Now, Jasmine we will switch our parcels and continue with my plan."

"We're switching? I get your daughter? YES!" Jasmine said jumping up and down. Totally losing her tough reputation. "Wait, where is your daughter?"

"I would like you to meet my daughter. Hermione." Mr. Dixon said waving his arm in Hermione's direction. She walked out into the light. Draco's jaw had dropped.

"Granger? You're Mr. Dixon's daughter? This must be a joke." Draco said laughing.

"No, not Granger, Dixon. I'm Hermione Dixon, Malfoy. Get over it. Finally I have more power over you." Hermione said walking up to Draco. She was glaring up at him, a foot of space separating them.

"You may be a Dixon, but I still have height against you." Draco said with a smirk.

"You're of the male section of humanity. 7 out of 10 ratios Malfoy. Men are usually taller then women. You may have height against me but my intellect is still higher than yours." Hermione said back, hearing Jasmine laugh behind her. "Now, what exactly is your plan father?"

"Well you're both going to need new items to fit in with my units. Especially you, Mr. Malfoy. Hermione my dear, it's more for your comfort and I have a lot of making up to do. Jasmine, you know what she needs, make sure she gets them taken care of and then she can buy whatever she wants. You have the card?"

"Yes Mr. Dixon." Jasmine said stepping up beside Hermione.

"Oh, and Jasmine? Your limit is ₤1000. Buy what you please."

"Thank you Mr. Dixon. Well Hermione or Ms. Dixon. Are you ready to go?

"Go where?" Hermione asked.

"To the malls of course. You need new suits, dresses, shoes and other such things. Are you ready to go?"

"What is a mall?" Draco asked looking at Hermione.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's a building where you can find stores that sell different things. It's like Diagon alley in a building."

"Oh, I see. So what is sold in these malls?"

"Clothing, art, jewelry, shoes, hats, food, and sometimes hair salons." Hermione replied.

"Sounds about right." Jasmine said nodding her head. Then Mr. Dixon's phone rang.

"Hold on I have to take this." He walked a little ways away.

"What is that thing?" Draco asked meaning the phone.

"It's a cell phone. It's a wonderful muggle invention that allows a person to talk to another person from a great distance." Jasmine said. Getting an agreeing nod from Hermione.

Mr. Dixon walked back to the group. "I'm extremely sorry Jasmine. I have to leave you in charge of both of them. Kregger called. We have a stage 3. I am needed as you know. Jasmine, the same goes for Mr. Malfoy. I will pay for the necessities and what ever else he wants, he can pay for. I know his family's vault isn't shallow." Draco smirked.

"That is alright Mr. Dixon I understand. I just want to be there. Stage 3 can be fun." Jasmine said with a glint in her eye.

"I'm sure the boys will miss you on this one. Very well, I'll leave you. Have fun and try not to empty my accounts." Mr. Dixon said with a smile to Hermione. He kissed her on her cheek.

He had only been in her life for less then an hour and he had already won her trust and her heart. "I won't father. Good luck with your...stage 3." He chuckled.

"Thank you my dear. It will be over faster than you could blow ₤60." He said and with a 'pop' he was gone.

"Well you two, let's go. We don't have all month to stand around here." Jasmine said walking towards the black limo that waited for them.

"What the bloody hell is that thing?" Draco asked looking at the limo like it was a Hungarian Horntail.

"It's a limo. A type of stretched car to allow a certain amount of people to ride together in style. If your family were muggles you would definitely own a few." Hermione said as she nodded politely to the driver opening the door for her. "Just get your arrogant arse in it." she said shoving him in.