WW

Four years after the war, you’ve built something almost normal: a Ministry career, a steady boyfriend, and absolutely no Draco Malfoy in your life. Then a string of cursed pureblood estates forces the Ministry to pair you with the one man you spent years avoiding. Draco is older now. Quieter. Still arrogant. Still infuriating. And apparently still capable of making you remember one reckless kiss in a Hogwarts corridor that neither of you ever spoke about again. What should be a six-week assignment becomes dangerous magic, abandoned manors, late nights, jealous glances, and far too much time alone together. But someone is waking the old wards for a reason, and the deeper you and Draco dig, the closer you get to a secret buried with Voldemort’s regime… Some things were meant to stay buried. Apparently, your feelings for Draco Malfoy weren’t one of them…