Meliora

one

Hermione Granger woke up on the early spring morning in her Flat in London.

Finally she had graduated top of her junior auror class of 2000. She would begin her life as an auror and she was, just as everything else in her life; not going to let anything stop her from acheiving what she set her mind to.

War heroine

Hermione Jean Granger

Auror

Yes, this is what she wanted. She needed this. But why?

why did she feel so empty.

Hermione climed out of bed and stepped into her bathroom for a long shower. A cold shower.

What would work be like? Would she see anyone else she knew? Ron and Harry had gone off to MACUSA to help rebuild their auror devision after the attack in 1999.

Ron...

No. Not today Hermione. Just for today only stress about one thing.

Realizing it was now 6:30 in the morning Hermione got out of the shower and got dressed, considering she would just be in the auror office at the ministry today she chose her regular office wear.

Auror training was no easy task, albeit you may be a war heroine they did not go easy on Hermione. She was healthy and had definitely grown into her body especially after those long months of running and not getting much excercise or food.

Hermione pulled out a navy blue pencil skirt and a light pink blouse with nude staletto heels. Hermione had just begun charming her hair to fall in long waves down her back. Ginny did it for her auror graduation and she fell absolutely in love with how it looked so she continued to do it.

Her floo had just been conected directly to the ministries man lot of them and she did not bother with breakfast knowing she was too nervous/excited to keep much of anything down.

Hermione grabbed a fistful of floo powder and stepped into the fireplace.

At 7:30 she called out

"The Ministry of Magic"

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Draco Malfoy was not a morning person to say the least.

His new job beginning at 8:00 in the morning was not in the slightest bit ideal, but after going through all the shit the Ministry did to him in his division of auror training this was the least he had to be upset about.

Draco had been released with no charges to only be in debt to the Ministry and agreed to become an auror and help defend the wizarding world.

Be on the good side.

Groaning as he swung his feet off the side of the bed "bloody hell" he murmmured under his breath running a hand through his never changing gold locks.

At 6:30 he stepped into the shower and turned it to the hottest he could handle. Auror training had done good things for Draco after him living with a phsycopath for 3 years and being terrified for the life of him to even step out of his room without his mom telling him He was gone-

No.

You've dealt with this already. He's dead. Vo- Voldemort is dead.

All of that to say Draco looked good compared to his shell of a 17 year old him.

Turning off the shower Draco went and got dressed. Draco put on his navy blue suit and his white cuff links and his dragon leather shoes putting a drying and styling charm to his platnium blonde hair. finishing with a navy tie he stepped into his kitchen.