Her letter came the next morning, as expected.
Mr. Malfoy
The following is a summary of your recent appointment with the Office of Elfish Welfare regarding:
-Ceely the Elf
-Risly the Elf
Prints (magical and physical) were obtained to register Ceely and Risly into the O.E.W. Database.
In addition, ID paperwork was distributed.
Plan: Ceely and Risly are to attend medical appointments with ministry-appointed healer Waverly at St. Mungo's. Please have all records owled to the Department of Elven Welfare before our next meeting.
You may expect an owl from my secretary to go over availability.
Thank you for meeting with me, and for your continued effective efforts of cooperation.
Hermione Granger
Coordinator of Elfish Welfare
~*~
Effective efforts of cooperation, Draco thought with a snort.
He didn't stop himself this time, choosing to quickly scratch a follow up note that read:
Granger,
Working with you has been most inspiring. Your agreeableness had made the process most satisfying.
As mentioned before, feel free to reach out again, as needed.
D.M.
~*~
2 weeks later
Hermione Granger sat at her desk in her office, belly full from the lunch she had just consumed as she sprinted through some paperwork before her next meeting in an hour. She'd had a really good day, really good past two weeks, with a notable pep in her step.
"What's gotten into you?" Gia had said on Monday as Hermione brought in a box of assorted breakfast pastries and coffee for them both. Hermione furrowed her eyebrows as she picked out a round glazed cake and took an eager bite.
"You've just been..." Gia started, "cheery... less uptight."
Hermione shrugged and took another bite of her pastry before saying, "I can be cheery."
"Right," Gia responded skeptically.
Tonight, Hermione planned to have a good soak in her tub and dig into a popular muggle fantasy series her cousin Holly has suggested. Things at work had been calmer too. Overall, Hermione felt content; it was a rare feeling for her, but one she wanted to hold on to.
"Hermione," she heard Gia say from the doorway. Hermione turned to the witch who continued, "Mr. Malfoy is asking to be put through the floo... says it's an emergency with one of his elves."
"Oh dear, " Hermione said, looking over to her office fireplace, "put him through then."
Gia exited the office and Hermione rose to close the door behind her. When she turned back around, she could just barely make out Draco's face from the ashes at the bottom.
Draco's head went into a coughing fit until he was finally able to choke out, "Damn it woman, all those elves and you can't clean out the soot from your fireplace?"
Her face sharpened, "you told Gia you had an emergency."
"I do," he let out another cough and she could just make out the sneer he was making at her on the other side of the floo.
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Shots in the Dark - Dramione
Fanfiction"We have to stop doing this Draco, it's not healthy. It has been almost 8 years since the battle of Hogwarts, and Draco Malfoy would like nothing more than to disappear... but he has a sick mother to care for, an estate to manage, and an appointment...
