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Chapter 8 : Back To Work
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He commenced tearing the room apart. Still nothing! Then his eyes widened in realisation.
That girl just robbed him!
“That bitch!” Draco apparated himself out of the empty room to his bedroom.
“Draco?” he heard a familiar voice behind him. He turned around and found Blaise. “Why the hell are you in those bed sheets?” he asked the platinum blonde. Then he recalled Draco going with that sexy girl from the club. “Oh, how did it go?” he wiggled his eyebrows.
“Was she good?” he teased.
“Would you at least let me get into my clothes first!?” Draco snapped. Blaise lifted his hands in surrender and waited for the blonde wizard to get dressed.
Draco told his best friend everything, though it was absolutely humiliating! Draco Malfoy had never been ransacked. “...So yeah, that’s how I ended up in those bed sheets.” Draco finished.
Blaise pursed his lips, trying so very hard not to laugh at his friend’s idiocy, but he just couldn’t keep it in. He finally burst out in laughter. Draco just glared daggers at the raven haired wizard. “It’s. Not. Funny.”
“Yes...ha-ha...it...ha-ha...is. Haaaaa.” He said between laughter.
“Stop laughing, you bastard!” Draco practically screamed.
Hermione couldn’t contain her laughter, so she cracked.
“’Mione, you alright?” a worried red head asked. “Seriously, what is with these random laughing moments? It’s been happening since yesterday. You don’t have a fever or anything do you?”
Hermione stopped and thought about what she had seen. Draco Malfoy had been ransacked by the girl he had sex with. That was beyond hilarious...but, how could she see all that? She nowhere near his presence, so why and how was it possible to see him? She shook her thoughts. Maybe these visions will go away after a while. Yeah, they would...right?
“Gin, I'm okay. I think it’s just the Firewhiskey that’s still in my system. It’ll probably subside.” Hermione assured.
“Okay, but if they don’t, I am taking you to St. Mungos. Do you understand?” Ginny insisted.
“Alright. I gotta go now. Bye.” She grabbed a piece of toast and left for the Ministry.
“What’s all this noise?” Narcissa enquired. She glanced at Draco and looked at him angrily. Draco gulped, he knew he was gonna get it now.
“Draco Abraxas Malfoy! How dare you go to that club? After I forbid you to go anywhere other than work!” she shouted.
“Mother, I-“ he sighed. “I’m sorry, mother. I promise to ask your permission before I go anywhere.” Narcissa looked at her son for a few moments before giving in. She could never be angry at her son for so long.
“Okay, Draco. But remember next time to ask my permission.” She warned. Draco nodded quickly. She glanced towards Blaise, who still seemed to be laughing. “Blaise, are you alright, dear?” she asked, concerned that he hadn’t lost his sanity.
“Draco...robbed...girl...sex...idiot!” he clutched his sides, trying to contain himself, but apparently for him, it was impossible.
“Draco? You were robbed? By the girl you had sex with?!” she sniggered. How could she even translate Blaise, Draco had no idea. She could seem to keep herself from laughing.
“Mother! Not you too!” Draco whined. He put his fingers in his ears, blocking out the laughter. He then noticed the clock. It was almost 9 o’clock! He needed to get ready for work! “Alright, both of you, out. I'm gonna get late for work. Go!” he pushed them out of the door, closing it shut.
He quickly had a shower and got dressed. He put on his tie, but seemed to be unable to tie it. He just let it be, he was late already.
He descended down and grabbed a piece of toast before apparating to The Ministry.
He started to speed walk, hurrying to his office, when he stumbled into a solid figure. He was almost about to fall but slowly, he regained his balance, but unfortunately for the other person, that wasn’t the case. He looked to see who had stumbled into, and saw brown hair. Granger.
“Malfoy! Are you blind or something?!” she scolded him.
“I could say the same to you, granger.” He smirked. “Now, really I don’t have time for chit chat. So if you don’t mind, I have some important business to take care of. Good day.” He nodded curtly and left Hermione on the floor.
Hermione looked after him in disbelief. He didn’t even bother to help her up! What kind of a person was he?! She thought to herself. She lifted herself off the ground and straightened herself up, before going to follow the twat.
Draco looked around his office. That was weird, he thought. Who was the other table for? That’s when he heard the booming voice of Hermione Granger. Just when he thought he had gotten rid of her.
“What Granger? Why is it that when I'm trying to get peace, you have to disrupt it?” he asked, whining. “I'm trying to figure out who this second desk is for and you are not letting me. Can you please exit out of my office?” he said as politely as he could.
Hermione smacked Draco round the blonde head. “Malfoy, that’s what I was trying to tell you this whole time, you git! That second table is mine! Shacklebolt thought it to be a good idea to keep the department joined together.” Hermione explained.
“You have got to be kidding me? I have to endure you?! Every single day?” he looked up, putting his hands towards the sky. “Why Merlin, why? Why do you hate me?” he complained.
“Yeah, well, I'm not so pleased by this adjustment, either. I think it would be best if we just stay on our own sides of the office. Is that clear?” Hermione instructed.
“Whatever, Granger. Just go to your corner and don’t bother me.” He said, gesturing his hand towards the desk next to his.
Hermione huffed and sat down on her chair with clenched fists. She went onto doing her paperwork, something that she rather enjoyed other than reading of course.
“Of course.” He muttered to himself, overhearing what Hermione had just said.
“What are you on about Malfoy?” Hermione asked.
“Well, you said that you enjoyed doing paperwork other than reading. I was just thinking about how typical of you that is.” Draco said confidently.
“I...never said that...I mean I did, but only in my head. I never said that out loud.” She said quickly.
“Oh.” Was all he said. How the hell did he hear her then when she hadn’t even spoken?! He shook his head and went to do his paperwork. Hermione did the same.
He had to catch up with an awful lot of paperwork, which was supposed to be in for tomorrow. He was completely worked out. How was he going to finish this by tomorrow?!
He looked towards Hermione. She was working away with her work; she was half way through it! How in Merlin does she do that?! He though, watching in disbelief.
“Do you need anything, Malfoy? Or is that your hobby, to stare at your colleagues whilst they are doing their work?” Hermione asked, without looking away from her paper.
“Me? Stare at you? In your dreams, Granger.” He looked back to his pile of papers and commenced working through the lot.
It was nearing lunch time. Hermione was done with her paperwork and so she left the office to give in. Before doing so, Hermione glanced back to see that Draco was concentrating very hard to do this work, but he seemed to be struggling. A lot. She smirked and exited the office.
“Malfoy, it’s lunch time. Aren’t you going to come?” Hermione asked.
“As you can see, I'm a bit busy right now, Granger. So it would be helpful if you just get out of here and allow me to continue, please. If you would.” He said.
Hermione looked at him. How rude could he get? She was trying to get him to relax! Her vision had gotten impaired. She knew she was on the verge of crying, so she turned away and exited the office, slamming the door shut.
She didn’t know why she was getting so upset. It’s not like he hadn’t been rude to her like that before. Honestly, what was happening to her?
Draco banged his fist on his desk. He knew he had hurt her. Why was he acting like that? He had promised himself that he would try to be civil towards her, but no. What did he do? He hurt her again! He was so stupid! He had to apologise to her but first, he should quickly finish his work.
Hermione ran out of the Ministry, tears rolling down her face. She stumbled into a solid figure and apologised when she found Jake, her boyfriend. He looked at her worried.
“Hermione, what happened?” he asked. Hermione just hugged him, sobbing hardly on his shoulder, though she didn’t know why. I mean, it was Draco Malfoy for crying out loud! What can you expect from him? Jake stroked her hair, letting her cry.
She let go and wiped her tears from her cheeks. “Now, tell me what happened?”
“It’s nothing. It was just an argument I had with my colleague. It was stupid.” Hermione wavered.
“Are you sure?” he asked, obviously not convinced. She nodded, so he let it go, just this once.
“So where do you want to go for lunch?” he enquired.
“Anywhere.” Hermione said.
“Alright, then. Let’s go to anywhere.” He said, causing her to chuckle lightly. He pulled her along with him towards a small cafe.
Hermione kissed Jake goodbye and entered the Ministry. She took the lift to her department and immediately went to her office.
She quietly walked to her desk and took her seat. She noticed that she had gotten more paperwork. She got to it right away, not wasting a minute.
Draco had finally completed his work and exited the office to hand it in.
When he returned to the office, he settled down on his seat, twirling around out of boredom as he seemed to have nothing else to do. He looked towards the brown haired witch, who was working away with yet another pile of paperwork. She was concentrating very hard, but by the look on her face, she looked like she could use some help as she had more than two huge stacks of paperwork. He sighed.
“Granger, do you need some help with that?” he asked. Hermione looked up at the blonde and narrowed her eyes at him, as if he had some scheme planned.
“No thank you, Malfoy. I'm fine.” Hermione huffed and returned back to her work.
“Fine. I was only trying to help, sheesh.” He grumble. Hermione decided to ignore him and complete the important documents.
There was a knock on the door. A figure entered inside, holding a bouquet in her hand.
“Miss Granger, this was sent for you.” The red lipped woman placed the bouquet on the space available on Hermione’s desk.
Hermione looked at the flowers. They were white roses. She looked inside for any sign of a note and saw a white piece of paper attached. She read the writing:
Just to cheer you up
Hermione smiled, she really appreciated her new boyfriend trying to cheer her up. He was so sweet.
Draco looked at Hermione and scoffed.
“Is there a problem, Malfoy?” Hermione asked, having heard him scoff.
“Oh no, there’s no problem at all.” Draco said. Hermione looked away and put the bouquet back on her desk. She would put them in a vase later; first she would complete her work.
Hermione glanced at the clock. She had an hour before the day ended and she seemed to be nowhere near finishing her work. She seemed to be panicking. How was she supposed to finish this huge stack in front of her in one bloody hour?!
Draco apparently noticed this and walked over to her desk. He voluntarily took half of the stack of the stack of the documents and placed them on his own desk. Hermione looked up at him. “If we work together, we will finish it quicker. That’s what Shacklebolt wants us to do, right?” Draco said a matter of factly.
Hermione didn’t argue, just went back to completing her half of the documents at hand. Draco doing the same on his desk.
Draco was almost done with his pile. He looked to his side; Hermione seemed to be almost done too. They would finish it in no time.
Hermione signed the last document and placed it on top of the completed pile. She was done! Finally! She looked at the time, it was ten to 7.
She looked towards Draco who looked about finished with his last document too. He settled his self inking quill and laid back on his chair to relax, relief washing over him.
She looked at the flowers that had been sent for her and decided to put them in a vase. She conjured it with her wand and out the bunch inside it, rearranging them for good decoration on her side of the office.
Draco stood up from his desk and put on his coat. Hermione noticed it was time to leave and did the same.
They looked at each other and quickly make their way for the door first. Honestly, if the Minister saw them like this, he would think they were little children fighting for first place. None would allow the other to go through fist, so both stumbled out of the door together.
They looked around, and straightened themselves out. They both looked at each other and turned away, making their way to the doors of the Ministry. They looked at each other once again and parted ways, Hermione going right and Draco going left.
AN: Hope you enjoyed it. :)
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