fanfic: life after hogwarts
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				Title: <strong>fanfic: life after hogwarts</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fairehawke</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 21:36:23</strong>
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				In the years after he who shall not be named was killed the wizarding world seemed to be at even more peace. Harry Potter was being heralded as the greatest hero of all time, and possibly now even the greatest wizard. There were still those of whom thought otherwise. After the war most of the students in Harry's class went off to get normal job, all save one, Draco Malfoy. After being rescued by the most heralded wizard malfoy went to work for the ministry of magic in the department of mysterys. It was his job to clean up all of the prophesies Harry had broke, and hopefully restore some of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: fanfic: life after hogwarts</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naryashadow</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 22:10:50</strong>
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				After what was deemed to be the worst of all wizarding wars had come to a close, the world had slowly returned to its peaceful state. Several Death Eaters were still on the run or were in hiding, but it didn't seem to bother anyone seeing as they hardly made appearances to make anyone want to worry. Some reformed themselves after finding their master was truly human after all, a human that could be defeated by a puny boy at that, while others simply waited for a new dark lord. So far, the idea hardly panned out. <br><br>It had been three years since the battle of Hogwarts, three years since the turmoil, but still people talked of it as if it were just yesterday. News of Harry Potter was everywhere. Harry Potter becomes an Auror! Harry Potter marries! It really was ridiculous according to some, but few would say it. <br><br>It was now the middle of September, the gray skies of England were pouring rain heavily on those who were unlucky enough to have to go out on the streets, one of which being a young blonde by the name of Genevieve, &nbsp;(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/342/2/2/2232baabec6928e1e104779172d0a62e-d34gas6.jpg) who at the moment was hurrying herself to the Leaky Cauldron so that she could get into Diagon Ally and start her own day of work at Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. Not exactly a choice job for a Pureblood such as herself, but it was a start she supposed. Since the wars, Gen had been left orphaned. Her parents were one of many followers of the Dark Lord though they never spoke it out loud. Not even Gen knew what her parents were until she had come across their bodies among the table in the Great Hall of Hogwarts. She couldn't understand it at all, but there they were, covered in blood, their eyes closed as if they were merely sleeping. She had been a student at that time, it was her sixth year in Slytherin house, and though many Slytherin's fled the battle, she remained there at the aid of it, wanting to help in any way she could. It had hardly been an easy year, but she still worked hard to make her parents proud, as well as her late Potions professor. Potions had become her best subject of all, never did she get a low mark. Each of their deaths had left a scar on Gen, but all she could do was move on from it. <br><br>Finally arriving to her destination, Gen put away her umbrella and straightened out her long blue dress. "Morning, George." Her voice was soft, sweet spoken, had there been anyone else in the building it would have been missed, especially with George's little ear problem, but as it was empty she was certain he had heard her. Grabbing an apron, she quickly went to work.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: fanfic: life after hogwarts</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fairehawke</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 16:57:44</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;It was a particularly nice day and carrying a bunch of book wasn't Malfoy's idea of fun. He trudged on through diagon alley on his way to work. Catching the edge of one of the cobblestones he stumbled over, his book strewn about the street right in front of that joke shop he hate.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Curse you Potter. You did all this. Why couldn't you have just died?" He mumbled out loud, but to himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: fanfic: life after hogwarts</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naryashadow</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 17:29:15</strong>
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				Busy outside hanging posters on the windows for George, Gen heard the clattering noise behind her and raised a brow. Seeing the books from the corner of her eye, she quickly turned around and began to pick the books up with Draco, not really appearing to be paying attention to who had dropped them. "Let me help." Crooking her arm a bit, she stacked half of the books there before standing up and offering them to Draco. It wasn't hard to guess who he was, though she was sure he himself would not have a clue to who she was, despite their being in the same house at Hogwarts. She was younger, so why would he have cared? Draco however, everyone knew. Even if they never crossed his path before they would have known who he was. Pretending to be oblivious none the less, she held the books in front of Draco until he had stood up himself. "Would you perhaps want a bag for this?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: fanfic: life after hogwarts</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fairehawke</strong> on <strong>14-04-2011, 19:13:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; "No I can handle them myself thank you very much," He snipped at her. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As he grabbed at all the books he dropped a few more. After a moment he just through them down again. Taking a seat on a beach that was nearby.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"I am sorry, I am Draco. It's just that stupid boy I went to school with is all over the place. I am tired of it." He picked up a news paper that announcing another one of Harry's good deeds. He laughed a little bit almost as if to himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: fanfic: life after hogwarts</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naryashadow</strong> on <strong>14-04-2011, 21:54:40</strong>
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				Getting snipped at, Gen gave a shrug and began to go back inside while Draco continued fumbling with the books. Standing by the door and pretending not to pay attention, she watched as he had his little fit and threw all of the books onto the street in an angry defeat then walk over to sit on the bench in front of the store window. Shaking her head at this, she quickly grabbed a durable brown cloth bag and carried it out to Draco, offering it despite his earlier behavior. <br><br>"Take it, it's not like George is going to miss one measly bag." Remaining standing, she eyed Draco for a moment, finding him certainly not as she recalled him to look. He was of course obviously still a stubborn little git, but his behavior and appearance seemed more worn than anything. <br><br>As he introduced himself, Gen gave a half smile and nodded a little. "Gen." She spoke, obviously introducing herself as well. Watching him pick up a paper from a pile that was left sitting on the bench she gave a small sigh. "He is all they seem to talk about, isn't he?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: fanfic: life after hogwarts</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fairehawke</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 18:50:50</strong>
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				"Gen, hey weren't you in slytherien with me? Well different year, but I swear I had seen you in the halls a few times." Perking up a bit, "So you saw the entire battle before they shut the school down fro the last few years? You know exactly what happened to us." <br>Smiling Draco ran his hand through his hair nervously and yet relieved to have someone else know what he had been through.
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				Title: <strong>Re: fanfic: life after hogwarts</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naryashadow</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 19:05:19</strong>
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				Hearing her house name mentioned, Gen's ears perked a little, her mouth slightly falling open. "Well, I... yes. I was. I was inside of Hogwarts at the time." She refrained however from saying that she was on the school's side and not the one Draco had been on. "I was a sixth year at the time." Biting the inside of her lip, she looked about the empty streets and crossed her arms together while leaning against the wall. She probably should have already been back inside the store, but seeing as no one was really around save for George, she did not entirely feel the need to be. Besides, if she was needed, George probably would have already been hunting for her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: fanfic: life after hogwarts</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fairehawke</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 05:49:33</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Shuffling his feet back and forth while biting his lip. He waited until the last moment possible.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"When do you get off of work?"<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Stepping forward as he asked the question. An elderly lady was approaching from behind him. her face very stern looking, but Draco was preoccupied and did not noticed until it was too late. She wrapped him over the head with her wand and began scolding him for being away so long.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Those crystal balls don't clean themselves now do they Malfoy?"<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Running back to work "I get off at six o'clock."
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				Title: <strong>Re: fanfic: life after hogwarts</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naryashadow</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 07:01:32</strong>
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				Upon being asked about her work schedule, Gen curiously looked towards Draco. Why would someone like him want to know something like that? She was hardly anywhere near his level in the world. "Well, I... sometime this evening I suppose...." She had been about to ask him why he wanted to know when she had noticed an elderly woman making her way over then suddenly rap Draco across the head with her wand. The motion made Gen's eyes widen. No one treated a Malfoy like that, at least not from what she recalled, and this woman was obviously not his mother. The whole thing was preposterous, and she had fully expected something bad to come from it but to her surprise, Draco tucked tail and ran off without a word. As he had left Gen quickly left the bench as well and disappeared back into the joke shop. She had heard Draco yelling something, but did not manage to make it out through all the noises from inside the building.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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