"If you see a woman with an injured arm, a red cloak, and most dangerously a dagger" asserted Draco viciously. Sternly, gazing at the reporter who dared to question him. "I advise that you.." he swallowed the rough lump in his throat and finally par...
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April 24.
Almost a month had gone by, and there was still no wedding. I had interacted with Draco a lot more, and surprisingly enough he was a little more...friendly. Not the friendliest, but ever since I had supposedly saved his life he was a lot more sincere and caring. I had also come to a realization, that another person; Pansy Parkinson, from my workplace had something for Draco. In fact, they once dated as students but quickly separated.
Draco had moved on or at least it looked as though he did, but Pansy did not.
Whatever it was, I couldn't care less. I didn't care if Draco liked Pansy, I just wanted to get married, reluctantly, I had decided to listen to Tom's words and be patient. I had learned Draco's work habits, his personality...(erm..sorta) and etc.
Nonetheless, today was going to be a nerve-wracking but an exciting day. The plan I and Tom had been discussing would be put into action today, in a few hours. I sat frozen on the chair, in my small office. Patiently, waiting for Tom to knock on the door.
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DRACO'S POINT OF VIEW.
I was walking through the busy streets of London, going back home from a boring day at work. Even though, I could've simply apparated or used a portkey. I decided, today I'd walk through the streets and catch some fresh air.
While walking, I sensed someone tapping my shoulder. I turned around and in front of me stood a lanky, tall man. He had dark midnight hair and dirt brown eyes.
"Can I help you somehow?"
"Will you make a deal with me?" the man spoke in a honeyed tone, I was bewildered by his words, after all, he was just a stranger.
"What do you want?" I directly confronted him, I was hungry and tired. I wanted to get home.
"You work in the magical law enforcement department right, as an Auror, right?"
"Erm, yea?"
"And you despise, not even despise but loathe the head chief minister, who's also your boss right?" he spoke in such a tone, that it scared me. It scared me, how did he know so much? I was flabbergasted.
"You creep, how do you know that much information about me?" I ventured.
"I can help you, I'll help you get that chief off his position, not that but you'll be the one in the chief's position; only if you do what I want you to do." he avoided my question, rather everything I was saying. Even though he was a stranger, I was fascinated to know what this 'deal' would be.
"Okay fine just say it already, I don't have all day" I wasn't serious about this, whatever it would be, would be the end of this conversation.
