A/N: please excuse grammer spelling. 20 page essay due. very hard...

I dragged myself to the Greengrass manor, while feeling very nearly wanting to just lie down and never bother having to wakeup again.

Too bad I am not allowed this luxury, as my mother opened the front door and said very arrogantly, "Come in."

I dragged myself in to the living room, where she sat.

"Dear Astoria."

I sipped in a breath.

She patted Laurel lovingly, and said, "I just wanted to say I am going to cook a lot of—"

Before she finishes, suddenly another owl flew in. This time it was a pure black one.

There's no surprise there, because this owl is Hestia, it belongs to the Parkinsons.

Agassi opened the letter gracefully, then immediately a huge smile replaced her cool exterior.

"Dear Astoria." She said to me sweetly.

I shivered.

"There seems to be a lovely little get together at her place…"

"You mean you guys are going to Styx." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Silence! Don't talk to me like that!" She said.

I stared at her.

Then she immediately smiled again and said, "Dearest, here is the letter of employment. They want you to start tomorrow at 8." She tossed me the letter, "Don't forget to clean out the pastry pantry!" She points towards the kitchen, "Have some cake for dinner dear, back in my dear I wasn't even allowed cake for dinner! Bye! I love you!"

In less than a nano second, Agassi Greengrass disappeared.

Leaving me here, rendered to the point of starvation.

It's more like a social norm. When one family calls for gamble game nights, all adults go.

I had bread and cheese for dinner…

The next day, I had such a difficulty waking up before 8. I usually sleep in until I wake up naturally.

So I was yawning and coughing my way towards the front door of Lethe, when I was interrupted by a remarkably good looking dark skinned man.

"Hello, are you the new cleaning lady?" He asks politely on the surface, while his smile didn't reach his eyes.

"I'm actually the new secretary.." I said.

He looked at me up and down several times, then said, "Pardon me?"

"I am Mr. Malfoy's new secretary." I repeated, feeling pissed off.

"That's not possible. They are usually very pretty…" He muttered.

"…."

"Anyways, I'll lead you to Draco's office." He said.

I nodded, finally. Something that sounds right.

He led me to a huge floor, and pointed at a small cubicle, "that's your desk."

I saw that there are already 3 other desks in front of the door that says "CEO's OFFICE", and every one of them were seated by really pretty witches.

"You're the fourth secretary." He said, "So you can sit in that cubicle. Don't show your face, it ruins the company image."

I think it took all my patience and persistence to not punch him on the face.

I sat down in my cubicle, as soon as I sat down, the phone rang.

"Hello?" I picked it up.

"Astoria?"

I recognize that voice, it sounds so sweetly soft and seductive, and it made me felt like I was drowning in honey.

"Yes?"

"Come in." He said.

I looked at the firmly closed door in suspicion, stood up, and walked towards it. The door opened, I walked in.

He sat at a desk that is clearly too big for him, the edge was even hemmed with gold. He looks kind of nice when he's actually paying attention to his work.

"Astoria." He said again, "Do you enjoy flying?"

"Yes, very."

"What kind of broomstick are you using?"

"A very crappy one." I answered truthfully.

"Do you understand Latin?" He asks.

"No." I said.

"Good, here is a copy of a few sentences that I need you to say with fluency, and then go find Zabini and recite your Latin speech." He said, handing me a parchment.

I took it, he waved at me. "go away, go away."

I frowned, "This is too hard…"

"If you do it, I will reward you with a firebolt." He said emotionally.

"What?" I snapped my head back up, "I'll get right on it!"

So I spent an entire day memorizing the few sentences, then by the end of the day when Zabini approaches Malfoy's office, I walked up to him and recite my carefully learned Latin.

He first looked surprised, then mad, then laughed, then mad.

I stared at him, and he asks me, "Do you know what you just said?"

"No, what?" I asked.

"You confessed your love to me and asks me very politely if I would fuck you."

"…."

"Where is my firebolt!" I rushed into Malfoy's office, demanding my prize.

"Oh. Here it is." Malfoy couldn't stop laughing, and pulled out a stick from his drawer.

I took it, "what the hell is this?"

"Press on the bottom button."

I did, and immediately flame shot out.

"AH!" I yelped, startled.

"That's your firebolt." Malfoy said.

"….."