OK, I didn't expect any readers, since I only PMed you guys, like, 5 minutes ago! So to give you something to read, here's the next chapter!

Hermione opened her store at 9, but today she opened at 8:30. Today started the early rush to buy robes, and she wanted to take full advantage of it. Her two assistants, Lily and Mark, were standing at the door.

"Hey Hermione! Why so early? We barely had time to read your owl's note." Mark complained as he walked over to the register.

"Mark, this is why you run the register. You complain too much. Lily, what would I do without you?" Lily grinned as she put her employee shirt on.

"Probably cry in your corner. Where is the new shipment? And where's Ciana? She's supposed to be mending today, right?"

"Ciana got married Lily. She quit. I'm mending for her today, and tomorrow. Next week, you'll be mending, and I'll help the customers. But it's ok, because not so much is being torn. You won't have alot to do, and you can help assist me with the customers." Hermione got out her needle and thread. "OK guys, back to work!"

The morning rush was pretty busy. Hermione finished mending five robes, and managed to get them back on the racks before lunchtime. She had used the muggle idea of pre-made robes, and profits were way up. Hermione overlooked her shop with pride.

"Hey you girl! Watch where you're going!" CRASH. "Now look what you've done! Just wait till I tell your manager!" Hermione groaned.

A tall, thin woman strode towards Hermione, and Lily was in tow. The woman thrust an empty cart at her.

"You! Look at this mess! This cart was full of items I had planned to buy at your store! Now they're scattered to the four winds! I just wanted to let you know that I'm never shopping here again, as long as this clumsy cow is still working here!" And with that, the woman turned and stomped out of the store. Hermione sighed. And it wasn't even lunch time yet.

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Draco wasn't having a good day at work either. After a good morning, a strange man walked into Gringotts.

"You! Boy! Come here." Draco strode over to the man.

"Can I help you sir?"

"Yes. I want you to go to my...vault. I need you to take something out for me."

"Well, can't you do it yourself? Or at least come with me?"

"NO!...I mean....no. Please, do this for me. Here is all the information you will need to know." The man pulled out an envelope and gave it to Draco. Draco shrugged, and went to his hand car.

After a few mintues of riding in the car, he pulled up to the vault. He opened the letter.

Draco,

There is a second letter in this envelope. Open it only when you have entered the vault. That letter will have everything you need to know inside it.

Draco raised an eyebrow at the cryptic message. He pulled out the key to the vault, and went inside. The door slammed shut. Draco turned and tried to turn the lock. It refused to budge. Slightly panicked now, Draco banged on the door. Remembering the paper, he ripped it open.

Draco,

I finally have you. Inside this vaultis one of your old flames: Pansy Parkinson. To get out, you must prove your everlasting love to her, like you did in school. You must find her first. After you have done this, I hope that you will forget your marriage with the mudblood and come back into the fold.

Lucius Malfoy

Draco crumpled the letter into his fist. PANSY??? God Damn It! He cried out in rage and frustration. He heard a movement behind him.

"Draco..." He whirled around and was forced in an embrace with Pansy Parkinson.

Well?

Katie