Thank you to -SlytherinPrincess0709- who reviewed my FF. I'm so happy. Well, you get your wish. Here's chapter 2. Same as last time – I don't own Harry Potter, sadly (But I'm going to invent a time machine that goes back to when she was born and I'm going to steal the idea from her brain. MWA HA HA HA HA !!!! KIDDING!!!!) This ones for Caitlin – my really good friend – (Dramioneconsumesmylife) she's written an awesome Dramione FF too, so read it. (NOT that I'm promoting her or anything. But READ IT!!!! She'll love you!) Same with reviews. As soon as I get a review I'll post chapter 3. YAY. Hope you like this chapter. Hermione is actually in it this time.

Draco arrived at the ministry with just minutes to spare until Ron would get angry with him. He turned around to look in the mirror – and gasped.

"My hair…" Draco groaned. It stood up in all different directions, and no matter how hard Draco tried, it would not go back to where he wanted it to go.

Oh well, he thought, at least its only Weasel who gets to see my fugly hair today.

No one is coming in today, so no one can see me. How embarrassing would that be!

Draco stood up straight, once again tried to flatten his hair and strode into the lifts.

He went down the floors all the way to the bottom, where he stepped out and walked down the corridor to the entrance to the Department of Mysteries.

A high-pitched giggle came from behind the door.

What? Draco thought, who is that? Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. Today is the one day when Weasel brings Mrs Weasel to work.

"Shit," Draco said, and opened the door.

Hermione turned around and got off Ron's lap. Draco gulped. He did not want to know what they had been doing…..

"Er hi, Hermione" Draco said nervously.

Ron turned around and tried in vain to get the lipstick off his face.

This is so awkward, thought Draco. I'm never going to get this image out of my head.

Hermione smiled. "Hi, Draco." She said, happily.

WHAT THE FUCK????? Draco thought. Since when did she call me Draco???? I'm not sure I like this; I want it to go back to normal. What happened to her hating me??????

Draco shook his head. This is so weird.

Hermione and Ron both looked a bit awkward standing with Draco.

"I'll be going now. Bye Ron." Hermione turned around and left.

Draco and Ron were left both staring at the door.

"What the hell was that?" Draco said, fuming.

"Dunno," Ron murmured.

"YOU DON'T FUCKING KNOW????? She's your wife. Why don't you know???" Draco screamed.

"Uh, I dunno. Tell you what, why don't you take the day off?" Ron said quickly.

"I'll tell you what. HOW ABOUT NO?" Draco yelled. He turned on his heel and slammed the door behind him. He walked three paces before turning around and coming back into the room.

"AND I QUIT!" he shouted.

Draco stalked over to the elevator and was surprised to see Hermione standing there crying.

"Wha? Huh?" Draco managed to stutter.

Hermione sniffed and shuffled into the elevator.

"You wouldn't understand," she cried.

"You wanna bet?"

Sorry about leaving you on a cliff hanger. I just like doing that. And sorry about all the swearing. Draco kinda overheated. Please, please, please review if you want to read some more.