"Well Hermione," I say as I relax in the office with her, "its not going to be right after I have the baby. I'll be at home with Narcissa for 6 months just to have everything settle."

"Yeah but won't you be bored being a house wife?" She asks me.

"For a couple months? Probably not," I tell her, "I'll have the new baby and Teddy most of the time. On top of the case report stacks you've given me to study and the Joke Shop. I'm sure I'll have plenty to do." She doesn't seem convinced. It's like when we left school she made everything into a tight plan that needed to be strictly followed. The rest of us however were simply pleased with just being able to take a damn breath and know that tomorrow we wouldn't have to fight for our lives or watch our friends and families suffer. It was calm for us.

"I mean its not that big of a deal if you want to come in sooner," She tells me. I sigh.

"Mione-"

"Right right sorry," she says to me, "I'm just excited to have you work with me. It feels like we don't see each much anymore."

"Well we have plenty of time later," I say to her. She smiles lightly. I look around boredly hoping for something more than a conversation about how busy we've both been. I mean we are adults who both work and I'm pregnant of course its hard to get away for a bit of lunch. "Now the position. It's a bit above entry right?"

"Yeah the Being Division is lacking people and when I mentioned you were looking for a job they jumped at the chance to have you on as a lead," She says to me, "and Hagrid's raving recommendation just proved to them that you'd be perfect. I mean there isn't a creature that you can't handle-"

"Uh I could barely handle Jerry's bitch ass," I say to her as I reach for my tea, "seriously that little bastard deserved the death he got."

"That's terrible!" Hermione exclaims.

"He was terrible!" I exclaim, "seriously. I absolutely hated that little prat." As I sip my tea she just shakes her head at my words.

"Well you could still handle him," She says, "you'll do great at this position. And I'm sure you'll be able to get it back on its feet."

"Of course," I say, "I'll do my best." She smiles brightly. She makes a point to explain the overview of the position. As a lead of Werewolf affairs I'd be in charge of helping monitoring the cases. Meaning that I'll be on field part of the time and in the office the rest. Then she took me down to the department showing me the stuff and the people. Turns out the werewolf affairs division was a bigger than I thought. Two of the 6 working in the division are actually werewolves one was bit the other was born. They both made a point to assure that they are fine and have ways to keep them together during full moons.

"You two seem like lovely people," I say to them, "seriously. And I'm absolutely sure that you two are great additions to the team but please don't apologize for being this way. You should feel comfortable in your position." Addy smiles at me. Her name Addy Maria Carven as she stated in her introduction. Apparently she was born into werewolf life due to her father being bitten something we all wondered if it would happen to Teddy. She got this curse and wears it as a part of herself she knows how to control making it an extra power. She's younger fresh out of school age, not that I can say much, and introduced herself as a hufflepuff. On the other side is Davis March. Davis is quiet almost as if everything around him is too much. He's older in his late thirties and has speckles of gray laced in his brown hair. Deep scars run along his ragged face. He didn't say much but Addy revealed him to be a ravenclaw something that she said explained why he was so gruff and quiet.

"He's one of those claws that make a whole big thing about being smart," she explains to us, "he's too smart for you but he won't outwardly say it kinda guy."

The others in the department are just as lively.

Martha an older lady of about 40 from Scotland wears her hair in a bright green. She explained she was a Metamorphmagus and her appearance often changed and if she changed you would always know it's her by the bright green.

Spencer a guy in his late twenties with hair blonder than I've ever seen and a couple piercings around his face. Apparently his older brother was a werewolf from an attack as a kid but took his life. Hence why he puts his hardest into this work to make sure they have it better. He made me pledge to be an ally. They didn't need another enemy.

Simon an older guy whose dark skin was lined with only tattoos made a speech about how he didn't like how my friends and I handled taking down the horcruxes but respected us for putting our lives on the line.

And finally Maddison a girl who looked about my age said with a fierce tongue that she didn't care how many people I saved I shouldn't just have everything handed to me especially a job she was supposed to get. After the scene she marched out and the others explained that Maddison had wanted to position I was going into for a while but the other department leads didn't believe she could handle it due to her brash personality.

I could tell with all the people my days here would be interesting. And all the varying personalities made it feel less like ministry garbage and more like a gathering of people who actually care to help. The stories and the faces they make it all more human. And even better someone here (two really) won't worship me over my actions in the war. If it was up to me I'd erase my name from the books altogether. I'd leave that Cultven legacy behind and just be Y/n Malfoy wife, mother, and kickass quidditch player. Not a hero. But then again leaving that behind means giving up the one thing that makes myself me. Putting my heart and soul into what I think is right. Fighting for it regardless of what it takes on my part.

After meeting everyone and getting a look at what they are currently working on (more job protections for werepeople). Hermione and i decided to return to her office to handle the rest of the paper work.

"Maddison sorry about her she's a bit tough to work with," she says to me, "her father he worked the position you are going in during the war and when he died apparently she decided that she has some artificial claim to it. Honestly you could sack her if you wanted-"

"Absolutely not," I say to her, "I want someone who will keep me grounded. I don't think the others will fight me enough. They all are passionate but a little afraid. I need someone who will make their voice heard."

"Well keep her then," Hermione says, "she's your burden then." I chuckle lightly. "Well you ready for this to be your life?"

"Not in the slightest," I say to her, "but I'm excited. I feel like I can do a real difference here."

"You reckon?" She asks me.

"Yes," I say firmly, "I'll start here and then one day when you and I are running the ministry we'll fix this whole broken then." She chuckles.

"You planning on becoming a dictator?"

"No but I am planning to try to help make this a better place for all of us," I say to her, "some people still can't show their face here." She nods.

"It's a good mentality," She says to me. "Normally I'd invite you to go to lunch with me however I'm sure you'd love to go tell your husband about your day. And I'm also sure he's completely worried about you."

"Right," I say to her as I stand, "well Mione I guess I'll see you around." We exchange our goodbyes then we both split going to our separate places. As I reach my husbands office I see Harry standing above him as they talk loudly. It's not exactly yelling but there is anger. I stay back hoping to not show I'm there yet.

"Draco think of the bigger picture!"

"She's pregnant and we've been threatened! I'm not leaving my wife alone!" Draco shouts, "seriously if they are coming after us they'll come after or families. I know that you think the best option is for us to run right into battle wands high but think about this. They have to be watching us."

"Yeah and the longer they watch the more they learn like the few moments we are away from our houses and they are alone," Harry says, "we need to go now. Not when they know enough to make us suffer."

"Draco?" I ask peaking into the room. Once he sees me his face softens.

"Come in love," He says to me, "we were just chatting." His eyes flash over to Harry. "We will discuss this later." Harry nods then smiles to me before making his exit. Draco sighs loudly as he rubs his temples.

"Sorry to interrupt you just looked stressed," i tell him, "like you were calling for help there."

"You read my mind," he says to me as he slumps back in his chair.

"Everything Alright?"

"For now," he says to me, "I'm not naive enough to believe you didn't hear that so what is your take."

"Ginny and I can stay together," I offer, "when you go and investigate. Matter of fact we can stay together at the burrow. That many people and they'd surely not risk it."

"So you think we should go now?" He asks me.

"Yeah," I say as I take his hand, "I think the longer you wait the more dangerous it becomes and honestly Dray In a matter of two months I'll have the baby. I won't be in top shop to fight then. Now makes since." He sighs.

"On a lighter note," he says as he pulls me towards him. I'm standing in between his legs as I hold onto his hands. "How was your first day?"

"Informative," I say to him, "very informative. I think I'll like this new job." He smiles at me.

"That's good," He says brightly, "thats real good. Although when you said you were giving up danger I didn't think you'd go to werewolves." I chuckle lightly. "You prepared for that?"

"I'm prepared for anything," I say to him, "seriously I can handle it." He nods then pulls his hand away to move it over my stomach. The baby kicks along and as Draco feels it He smilies widely.

"I think he's ready for danger too," Draco says with a smirk, "with your blood he'll be living for it." I roll my eyes lightly.

"Let's just hope he doesn't befriend a potter or a Weasley," I tell him, "then maybe we'll have a fighting chance at calm."

"I doubt it," he says to me as he pulls back, "well wanna go get lunch? I'm thinking the little cafe down the street. It's a muggle place but there is this witch who works there and she makes the most divine pumpkin pasties."

"That sounds amazing," I say to him. He stands then reclaims my hand leading me away towards the elevator. "Oh I've been craving one of those pumpkin rolls the new place by the joke shop sells so we need to get those."

"And we need to get your outfit for Pansy and Astoria's wedding fitted," he says to me, "we have a whole to do think we can fit it into an hour?"

"Don't underestimate the power of Y/n Malfoy when she wants to get stuff done," I say to him with a wide smirk.

"Oh boy."