Draco slowly made his way over to the big building. He went into the phone booth and stated his name and occupation. Soon he was in the Ministry of Magic. Employee's waved at him, respectful of him, not because of his father, but his mother. And it was her name that he used, not Malfoy.

"Good morning Mr. Black! How is the family?" Mr. Fiddle, department of Misuse of Muggle Artifacts, spoke to him.

"Gone, but not forgotten. How's yours?"

"Splendid, splendid! I'm up for a raise!" He waved and left, hurrying to his office. Draco smiled. With his new last name, it was like he was a new person. He limped over to the elevator and climbed in. He pressed the button for the 5th floor and the doors closed. They opened onto a busy floor.

Draco stumbled into the corner office, labeled [/I]Muggle Relations head of office, Mr. Edward Phillips.[/I] Draco pushed the door open and came inside.

"Mr. Malfoy, come in! Or is it Mr. Black now?" Mr. Phillips came around his desk to shake Draco's hand.

"It's Black now. I thought it best. How are you sir?"

"Very well, very well. How is the missus?"

"I'm not married." Draco said rather stiffly. Phillips got the hint and didn't pursue the subject.

"Erm, yes. Well, your assignments are..." Draco sat back and listened to his first assignment.

*****

Hermione deposited her tip money in the bank and headed to the seedy part of London. She looked around, and entered a rather large, but not tall, building. She sighed her name on the list by the door, and closed it.

"Oh good Hermione. You're here!" A haggard looking blonde came through a curtain. "They're quite a group tonight!" She wore a sparkly blue tank-top and short shorts. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a french braid. Blue boots completed the look.

"As long as they don't fight. You know I can't break them up!" Hermione sighed, and took a look for herself. Candi was right. They were a bit rowdy tonight. "I just can't do it."

"Don't worry about it 'Mione. They're rowdy, but we've got more security in here since last week. You weren't there, but boy! We almost went out of business." Candi signed her name to the off duty sheet. "And if someone asks for rum, tell them we're out. Bye!" Candi waved and ran out the door. Hermione put on an apron and headed out into the bar to start her day.

****

Hermione barely managed to get home before Draco. She just came out of the shower when she heard his fumbling at the door. She ran to open it.

"Hey Hermione. How was your day?" Draco asked as he came in. He sank into a chair by the fireplace.

"Oh...not too busy. I managed to deposit some of your check in the bank. We're looking pretty good in there." Hermione went behind him and massaged his shoulders with her tired hands. Opening beers for drunks wasn't her idea of a relazing time for her hands!

"Oh really? That's good....good..." Draco started to doze off.

"Want dinner? And coffee?"

"Yes to both. Thanks babe." Draco kissed her hands and let her go. Hermione went into the small kitchen to cook dinner. She thought about how long she could pull off being a housewife and a bartender. She gave a huge sigh. Working two jobs was tiring work!

There...better? All clear? Hermione is NOT a hooker!

Katie