Warnings: slash, snogging

Rating: M

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended

A/N: All Work and No Play will be a series of oneshots that will revolve around Harry and Draco, as Auror partners, having fun while on the job. I will write the oneshots as I come across some inspiration for each one, and they might be a little different from each. They will be pretty short, too.

All Work and No Play

"Malfoy."

"What, Potter?"

"Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"That rustling noise, like someone walking around the forest."

"No, Potter, I did not hear anything." Draco sighed in exasperation and resigned himself to a long night. The Auror Department had been hunting Triviolo Trighten for the past two months, and had finally got a lead. Unfortunately, that lead was a dilapidated cottage in the middle of a random forest outside of Little Hangleton, which meant that Potter was having flashbacks to his time spent at the nearby Riddle Manor and its graveyard. Why, oh, why did the Head Auror decide to pair him up with Potter?

Everyone knew that the two of them were like oil and water. They could barely stand the sight of each other, let alone work together. Draco was positive that the Head Auror was a sadistic git who just liked to see his little field Aurors squirm.

"Are you sure you didn't hear anything?"

"Positive," Draco said decisively.

A cold gust of wind plowed through the trees and reminded Draco of the decreasing temperature outside. He should have worn a heavier coat. And some mittens. Maybe a hat, too…

Potter shifted closer to him and Draco could feel his tempting body heat. It was so cold…

No! He couldn't get distracted by stray thoughts of body heat and strong arms wrapped around him while on the job! Why, oh, why did it have to be Potter? Draco had been noticing the slightly shorter man a lot recently, how his body looked in those fine Auror robes, how his smile was bright enough to light up the room, how the fire in his eyes was so intense when they fought. It was extremely disconcerting.

"Malfoy, I swear I heard—"

"For fuck's sake, Potter! There is nothing out there! The man that we are trying to catch is inside the house, not outside!" In the silence that followed his loud outburst, Draco couldn't help but feel that someone was watching him. Maybe Potter wasn't hallucinating, after all.

Unconsciously, he scooted closer to Potter, and felt the man come closer as well.

"Potter—" a twig snapped behind them, and Draco practically leapt into Potter's arms. Thankfully, he'd managed to silence his embarrassingly girly scream before it had left his lips.

Speaking of lips, he was quite close to Potter's full pink mouth. The messy-haired man's breath ghosted across his jaw, raising Goosebumps on his flesh. Draco's body was too tense to shiver, and the darkness outside hid his blush, so perhaps Potter wouldn't notice the activity down below, and he could walk away from this situation safely.

Potter shifted and tightened his arms around Draco's waist, temporarily freezing any thoughts in his mind.

"Are you okay, Draco?" Dazedly, Draco wondered when Potter had started calling him by his first name. It was rather nice, hearing that smooth voice that still held a touch of boyish charm speak his name.

"Draco?" He snapped back to reality to find himself staring into startling green eyes filled with concern.

"Fine," Draco murmured airily. Potter smelled nice, like musk and clean laundry and spice. Very manly. Draco worried for a moment about his increasingly shrinking sentence length. Then those soft lips that he'd been staring at moved closer and pressed lightly against his own. The blonde felt his eyes droop closed and applied pressure in return.

Lips slid together silkily, and hands moved to rest on hips and tangle into hair. It was pure bliss, with soft massaging movements that invoked a slow burn within Draco's chest. They pulled apart after a moment, though never leaving each others' embrace. Staring into the emerald depths of Harry's eyes, Draco found himself lost in the emotion boiling there.

"Harry," Draco breathed, and that one word seemed to be the man's undoing, for he lunged forward with a low growl to claim the blonde's lips once more.

This time it was not slow and sweet. This kiss was all tongue and teeth, nipping and licking, and fanning the flame in Draco's chest into a roaring fire. A moan filled the humid space between them, and Draco was unsure who it came from; it could have been both of them, for all he knew, because at that moment Draco couldn't tell where he ended and Harry began.

"Finally," the a voice spoke from behind them. Draco and Harry leapt apart and whirled around to find none other than the Head Auror leaning against a tree with a superior smirk stretching his lips.

"S-Sir!" Draco gasped, desperately trying to think of an excuse for why he had been slacking on the job. Or rather, snogging on the job.

"I told you I heard someone walking around behind us!" Harry exclaimed helpfully.

"Sir, why were you sneaking around while we were on the lookout?" Draco asked suspiciously.

"The two of you were disrupting the entire Auror Department with your constant and obnoxious fighting. You even came close to ruining a few assignments, too. The rest of the Aurors got together last week and decided that something needed to be done, so they created this plan to get you two alone and somehow force you together. They're all convinced that your undying hate for each other was really a way to vent your secret feelings of undying love. Well, now that the two of you have finally stopped acting like little boys pulling their crush's pigtails, you can go back to the office and write that report I asked you for from the last assignment," the Head Auror concluded with a smirk.

Harry and Draco stared at the man in astonishment as he spun on the spot and disapparated without another word. After a few minutes of silent shock, the two Aurors looked at each other and promptly burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Finally, Harry managed to calm down enough to gasp, "I guess we better get back and start on that report, then."

Draco rolled his eyes and offered Harry a hand to disapparate.

All work and no play…

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