Mayhem at the Ministry
Behind a huge pile of parchment, Draco was sitting with his legs on his desk. He was pausing for a minute, Mr. Weasley was gone for a moment to fetch them some coffee. It was great working at the Ministry of Magic. Draco wouldn't want to study for any other job. All he had to do was studying some cases and go out hunting after some bewitched muggle object. Today he had seen a couch that swallowed the person seated in, a candle which flame became bigger and bigger until you had a huge fire and a nutcracker that wanted to crack any kind of 'nut'. The men of the Ministry had to be very careful with the last one.
Draco was getting bored by waiting and took a parchment of the next unsolved case. He was reading it carefully when he heard someone enter the office. Draco lowered his parchment. It was Weasley, not Arthur or Peter, but Ron. Draco smiled, he knew how much Ron hated it that Draco was working with his father, instead of himself.
Draco took a deep breath and said: "Ministry of Magic, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, Draco Malfoy, how can I help you?"
"Stop it, Malfoy." Ron bit.
"I'm sorry, Mr Weasley, those are obligatory formalities," Draco said, with a voice that sounded like Percy's, "And if you would remember any education you had, you would know that."
"You slimy git!" Ron said through gritted teeth.
"Ron! That's not a way to address Draco!" Mr Weasley said, entering the office with two cups of coffee. Ron's face got red with anger.
"So, what are you here for?" Mr Weasley asked.
"Something personnal." Ron answered, with a nod in Draco's direction.
"Oh, I see, classified!" Mr Weasley said with a wink to Draco, "Well Ron, why don't we go get something to eat. Draco, would you mind to finish the McNish case by yourself? I'll make sure it comes in your report."
"Sure, no problem Mr Weasley." Draco said.
"And you can give the other coffee to Perkins if he comes to relieve you." Mr Weasley added, before he left the office.
"Oh dad, I've forgotten something in the office." Draco heard Ron say in the corridor. Ron re-entered the office and went straight to Draco's desk.
"I will get you for this, Malfoy." Ron bit.
"For what, Weasley?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You took away both of my friends, then you made my Hermione pregnant. You won't get away with this!"
"You know, Weasley, it's not a crime to make friends," Draco said, rising from his seat, "And another thing; When do you get it in that thick skull of yours that Hermione will never fall in love with you? She loves me. Me!"
"You forced her into this with your filthy Death Eater's tactics!" Ron hissed.
"I didn't force Hermione into anything," Draco said with a dangerous voice, "Making her pregnant wasn't my intention."
"You always hated her!" Ron shouted, "You pestered her every single day! And suddenly Malfoy, enemy to all muggleborns, would fall in love with her? Come on! You just wanted to ruin her life! And guess what? You succeeded!"
"What is going on here?!?" Mr Weasley came storming in, "You're alarming the whole Ministry!"
"I'm sorry, Mr Weasley, but your son keeps thinking that I've ruined my girl's life." Draco said as calm as he could.
"Ron, for Merlin's sake! Haven't we discussed this before?" Mr Weasley cried out.
"I will never believe him!" Ron yelled, "Dad, I don't believe you! He's a Malfoy, he's always made fun of us! Of you!"
"Yes, Ron, and he's also the first Malfoy to take full responsability for his actions and mistakes." Mr Weasley tried to reason.
"And you actually hire him!" Ron went on, "You haven't asked me even once whether I would like to study for your job!"
"You'll get your chance, son, Draco's situation only asked for an earlier work placement."
Ron was fuming, but he didn't know what to say anymore. Mr Weasley sighed.
"Ron, would you actually want to work here, or is it just because Draco works here?"
"No, I wouldn't want to work here!" Ron bitterly said, "It has brought us nothing but poorness."
Mr Weasley stared at the floor for a moment.
"Ron, let's go get something to eat, we've got to talk." he said.
Mr Weasley took his son by his shoulder and led him out. Draco let himself fall in his chair. He ran a hand through his silver hair and looked at the calendar. Two more days and it would be his birthday. He was glad that he could move to his own home. The last weeks at Hogwarts had brought him nothing but arguments and fights.
Draco looked at the picture next to the calendar. It was a picture of Hermione, smiling happily and waving her hand. Draco smiled too and calculated the date of birth again. It would be somewhere at the end of June. Hermione's Newt's would be postponed if necessary. Something which made her angry everytime he teased her with it. She's so beautiful when she's angry, Draco thought with a smile.
His thoughts were interrupted when Perkins entered the office.
"Ah, hard busy at work, I see." Perkins laughed, "Where's Arthur?"
"He's gone something to eat with his son." Draco said.
"With Percy? Really?"
"No, with the youngest." Draco replied, putting some files in his briefcase.
"Ah Ron...shouldn't he be at school?" Perkins asked with a frown.
"No idea," Draco shrugged, "Well, see you tomorrow!"
"Oh right, goodbye Mr Malfoy."
Draco put on his cloak and left the office. He looked on his watch. 17.30h. He would be 'home' for dinner.
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Draco saw that Hermione was already eating when he entered the Great Hall. He earned a look of a lot of girls, with his costume robes. Half of them wishing that they were the ones who were pregnant of him.
"Such a gentleman." Lavender sighed, when he past her.
Hermione was the only girl who hadn't seem him coming. She jumped when she felt two lips on her cheek.
"Oh! Hello." she said and she indicated that he could take a seat next to her. Draco raised an eyebrow, when he saw that amount of food Hermione was eating.
"Euhm Hermione dear," he said carefully, knowing how prickly she had become lately, "Are you trying to beat Crabbe and Goyle?"
"I was hungry, that's all." Hermione said.
Draco watched in distaste how she dipped a sausage in some chocolat sauce that was mend for dessert.
"Hormones." Harry whispered, when he saw Draco's expression.
"What was that Harry James Potter?" Hermione asked, placing her hands on her hips.
"Nothing 'Mione." Harry quickly said.
"Really?" Hermione asked, waving her knife dangerously in his direction.
"I'm ready here." Harry said, feeling the danger he was in, and he rose from his seat.
"I know where to find you!" Hermione said to Harry's retreating back, still waving with her knife and barely missing Draco's cheek.
"Euhm, I think I'm going to eat something at my own table." Draco said, and he rose from his seat too.
"But you can eat here too." Hermione said.
"I know, love, but I don't want to challenge McGonagall." Draco replied, and he left the Gryffindors. He took a seat between the Slyhterins and took some bread.
"Big fat cow she is..." Draco heard someone murmure. He looked up to see Pansy staring at the Gryffindor table.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" he asked.
"Oh nothing Draco." Pansy said with a bittersweet smile.
"I warn you, Parkinson," Draco said with a dangerous voice, "One more remark like that and I'll make sure that no boy ever wants you. If that isn't the case already."
He was pleased to see that Pansy became almost as white as his hair.
Author's note: That was a little more action, but I like the next chapter much better!!! ;-) R&R
Damia- Queen of the gypsi's : How funny that it's your birthday too!!! I gave him that date because he seems a January-man to me. Don't ask why! Maybe because of his 'wintery-look' with his pale skin and silvery hair :-)
Draco'a Draca : hope you liked this chapter more!
Willow : about a undiscovered world, hidden behind the mists of the ocean.
oooo : Yes, I have to end this story one day, don't I? But I don't want to :-(
Tom*feltons*babe : there will certainly be an epilogue
Kelei : yeah harry could've said something, but I think he was toom ad tot hink properly :-)
amberssweetheart2789 : thanks for your amazing review, tob e compared to rowling herself is a great honour!
Behind a huge pile of parchment, Draco was sitting with his legs on his desk. He was pausing for a minute, Mr. Weasley was gone for a moment to fetch them some coffee. It was great working at the Ministry of Magic. Draco wouldn't want to study for any other job. All he had to do was studying some cases and go out hunting after some bewitched muggle object. Today he had seen a couch that swallowed the person seated in, a candle which flame became bigger and bigger until you had a huge fire and a nutcracker that wanted to crack any kind of 'nut'. The men of the Ministry had to be very careful with the last one.
Draco was getting bored by waiting and took a parchment of the next unsolved case. He was reading it carefully when he heard someone enter the office. Draco lowered his parchment. It was Weasley, not Arthur or Peter, but Ron. Draco smiled, he knew how much Ron hated it that Draco was working with his father, instead of himself.
Draco took a deep breath and said: "Ministry of Magic, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, Draco Malfoy, how can I help you?"
"Stop it, Malfoy." Ron bit.
"I'm sorry, Mr Weasley, those are obligatory formalities," Draco said, with a voice that sounded like Percy's, "And if you would remember any education you had, you would know that."
"You slimy git!" Ron said through gritted teeth.
"Ron! That's not a way to address Draco!" Mr Weasley said, entering the office with two cups of coffee. Ron's face got red with anger.
"So, what are you here for?" Mr Weasley asked.
"Something personnal." Ron answered, with a nod in Draco's direction.
"Oh, I see, classified!" Mr Weasley said with a wink to Draco, "Well Ron, why don't we go get something to eat. Draco, would you mind to finish the McNish case by yourself? I'll make sure it comes in your report."
"Sure, no problem Mr Weasley." Draco said.
"And you can give the other coffee to Perkins if he comes to relieve you." Mr Weasley added, before he left the office.
"Oh dad, I've forgotten something in the office." Draco heard Ron say in the corridor. Ron re-entered the office and went straight to Draco's desk.
"I will get you for this, Malfoy." Ron bit.
"For what, Weasley?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You took away both of my friends, then you made my Hermione pregnant. You won't get away with this!"
"You know, Weasley, it's not a crime to make friends," Draco said, rising from his seat, "And another thing; When do you get it in that thick skull of yours that Hermione will never fall in love with you? She loves me. Me!"
"You forced her into this with your filthy Death Eater's tactics!" Ron hissed.
"I didn't force Hermione into anything," Draco said with a dangerous voice, "Making her pregnant wasn't my intention."
"You always hated her!" Ron shouted, "You pestered her every single day! And suddenly Malfoy, enemy to all muggleborns, would fall in love with her? Come on! You just wanted to ruin her life! And guess what? You succeeded!"
"What is going on here?!?" Mr Weasley came storming in, "You're alarming the whole Ministry!"
"I'm sorry, Mr Weasley, but your son keeps thinking that I've ruined my girl's life." Draco said as calm as he could.
"Ron, for Merlin's sake! Haven't we discussed this before?" Mr Weasley cried out.
"I will never believe him!" Ron yelled, "Dad, I don't believe you! He's a Malfoy, he's always made fun of us! Of you!"
"Yes, Ron, and he's also the first Malfoy to take full responsability for his actions and mistakes." Mr Weasley tried to reason.
"And you actually hire him!" Ron went on, "You haven't asked me even once whether I would like to study for your job!"
"You'll get your chance, son, Draco's situation only asked for an earlier work placement."
Ron was fuming, but he didn't know what to say anymore. Mr Weasley sighed.
"Ron, would you actually want to work here, or is it just because Draco works here?"
"No, I wouldn't want to work here!" Ron bitterly said, "It has brought us nothing but poorness."
Mr Weasley stared at the floor for a moment.
"Ron, let's go get something to eat, we've got to talk." he said.
Mr Weasley took his son by his shoulder and led him out. Draco let himself fall in his chair. He ran a hand through his silver hair and looked at the calendar. Two more days and it would be his birthday. He was glad that he could move to his own home. The last weeks at Hogwarts had brought him nothing but arguments and fights.
Draco looked at the picture next to the calendar. It was a picture of Hermione, smiling happily and waving her hand. Draco smiled too and calculated the date of birth again. It would be somewhere at the end of June. Hermione's Newt's would be postponed if necessary. Something which made her angry everytime he teased her with it. She's so beautiful when she's angry, Draco thought with a smile.
His thoughts were interrupted when Perkins entered the office.
"Ah, hard busy at work, I see." Perkins laughed, "Where's Arthur?"
"He's gone something to eat with his son." Draco said.
"With Percy? Really?"
"No, with the youngest." Draco replied, putting some files in his briefcase.
"Ah Ron...shouldn't he be at school?" Perkins asked with a frown.
"No idea," Draco shrugged, "Well, see you tomorrow!"
"Oh right, goodbye Mr Malfoy."
Draco put on his cloak and left the office. He looked on his watch. 17.30h. He would be 'home' for dinner.
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Draco saw that Hermione was already eating when he entered the Great Hall. He earned a look of a lot of girls, with his costume robes. Half of them wishing that they were the ones who were pregnant of him.
"Such a gentleman." Lavender sighed, when he past her.
Hermione was the only girl who hadn't seem him coming. She jumped when she felt two lips on her cheek.
"Oh! Hello." she said and she indicated that he could take a seat next to her. Draco raised an eyebrow, when he saw that amount of food Hermione was eating.
"Euhm Hermione dear," he said carefully, knowing how prickly she had become lately, "Are you trying to beat Crabbe and Goyle?"
"I was hungry, that's all." Hermione said.
Draco watched in distaste how she dipped a sausage in some chocolat sauce that was mend for dessert.
"Hormones." Harry whispered, when he saw Draco's expression.
"What was that Harry James Potter?" Hermione asked, placing her hands on her hips.
"Nothing 'Mione." Harry quickly said.
"Really?" Hermione asked, waving her knife dangerously in his direction.
"I'm ready here." Harry said, feeling the danger he was in, and he rose from his seat.
"I know where to find you!" Hermione said to Harry's retreating back, still waving with her knife and barely missing Draco's cheek.
"Euhm, I think I'm going to eat something at my own table." Draco said, and he rose from his seat too.
"But you can eat here too." Hermione said.
"I know, love, but I don't want to challenge McGonagall." Draco replied, and he left the Gryffindors. He took a seat between the Slyhterins and took some bread.
"Big fat cow she is..." Draco heard someone murmure. He looked up to see Pansy staring at the Gryffindor table.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" he asked.
"Oh nothing Draco." Pansy said with a bittersweet smile.
"I warn you, Parkinson," Draco said with a dangerous voice, "One more remark like that and I'll make sure that no boy ever wants you. If that isn't the case already."
He was pleased to see that Pansy became almost as white as his hair.
Author's note: That was a little more action, but I like the next chapter much better!!! ;-) R&R
Damia- Queen of the gypsi's : How funny that it's your birthday too!!! I gave him that date because he seems a January-man to me. Don't ask why! Maybe because of his 'wintery-look' with his pale skin and silvery hair :-)
Draco'a Draca : hope you liked this chapter more!
Willow : about a undiscovered world, hidden behind the mists of the ocean.
oooo : Yes, I have to end this story one day, don't I? But I don't want to :-(
Tom*feltons*babe : there will certainly be an epilogue
Kelei : yeah harry could've said something, but I think he was toom ad tot hink properly :-)
amberssweetheart2789 : thanks for your amazing review, tob e compared to rowling herself is a great honour!