Draco Malfoy has found a calling in the Potions Research Department within the Ministry of Magic - department he helped set up. That is until a mysterious American is being brought in to head it up - a position that was supposed to be his. While out...
"I told her I loved her... the other night," he said softly. "She said she loved me too."
"Fucking hell, mate," Blaise said, his eyes wide. "This certainly is more serious than I thought it was."
Draco nodded and looked back down at the file.
"Right, well. Best get to it. I need to go over these documents and then meet with White," he said, settling in.
"What are you going to do, Draco?" Blaise asked.
"What needs to be done," Draco said, still not looking at his friends. When neither responded, he looked up at them, finding Blaise looked stunned while Theo had a small smile on his face. "Are you two just going to stand there all day and stare at me?"
"Course not," Theo said, already starting towards the door, dragging Blaise with him. "Good luck."
"Thanks... I'm going to need it."
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There was no fear or worry in Draco as he made his way to White's office. Not for himself, anyway. Now that his mind was made up and he knew what needed to be done, he didn't care what happened to him. But he worried that it wouldn't be enough to get White to at least open an investigation and consider at least allowing Liv back until they got to the bottom of things.
But he knew that even if they didn't open an inquiry, he wouldn't stop until the truth of the matter came out. And he was more than certain that Liv would get a good solicitor. Hell, even a bad one would make easy work of getting the charges thrown out. Whoever had done this had rushed it at the last minute, making a mess of things. Whoever it was had latched on to her random day off. And hadn't counted on Draco Malfoy looking into it.
He cleared his throat as he stopped in front of White's office, squared his shoulders and then walked in, a serious look on his face as he glanced at the assistant.
"I need to see White. Now," he said sternly. The man hopped up from his chair, eyes wide as he rushed over to White's inner office.
Draco couldn't help as a small bit of pride at the reaction ran through him. While he had enjoyed intimidating people before for all the wrong reasons, he found there was far more pleasure in using his skills to help someone. Specifically someone he loved.
"Please, come in, Draco," White boomed as he stepped to the doorway. The assistant skittered back to his desk. "I was just about to call you in!"
"Thank you, sir," Draco said, following him into his large office. White took a seat behind his desk and motioned for Draco to do the same, though he found he had too much energy coursing through him to do so.
Besides, he felt he might drive his point in better if he remained standing.
"Suppose you heard the nasty business with Ms. De Loughrey," White said.
"I did," Draco replied shortly.
"Just can't understand it. She had such glowing reviews," White replied, seeming slightly dumbfounded. "Though I suppose ambition can blind us all." He looked to Draco, now smiling. "No matter, now that she's gone, we'll need someone to run the department. You were our second choice, so it's only natural that it should go to you. Watkins was a staunch advocate for you."
