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Harry sat at his desk and simply pondered his life. He was bored. Was he supposed to be bored? He didn't think so. But of course that was just Hermione talking. He was supposed to enjoy his work. After all wasn't this what he had signed up for? Hadn't he signed up and gone through training to become an Auror? Yes. Yes he had, but what he had wanted was to go outside and find the people he was doing reports on. Not sit in an office letting other people do the work that he wanted to do.
Of course the Ministry would never allow their golden boy to actually do something with his life. They wouldn't want him to get hurt.
Harry rolled his eyes at the thought. Hadn't he been the one who had saved everyone in the first place? He had destroyed Voldemort, at great personal risk!
Hermione told him not to worry, to calm down about the whole thing. But he couldn't. Not when people like Ron and Seamus were out there, hell even Neville was out there, as a medic, but still out there all the same. Even bleeding Draco Malfoy was out there finding the bad guys; he found the whole situation highly unfair. Why was Draco allowed to be out there and he wasn't. It just didn't make sense.
A knock on the door brought his attention back to the real world and away from his self-pity. 'Think of the devil and he shall come' 1 Harry thought to himself as none other than Draco Malfoy walked into the room.
"Potter," the other man began, not even bothering to look up form the report he was reading, "Kingsly said you were supposed to go out with me tomorrow. I don't know why. But you are."
Harry blinked. "Wha… what!" 'Ok, maybe not a devil, but an angel in disguise.' "I'm to go on a mission? With you?"
Draco sighed exasperatedly. "Isn't that what I just said?" He looked up from the papers and smirked. "Aren't you even going to ask what it is?"
Harry's excited mind glossed over the word 'what' and glared a little at Draco before he gave in to his curiosity. "Fine, who am I going after?"
"You are not going after anyone. It's a good will mission to Australia. We leave tomorrow morning. I'll be acting as your bodyguard." Draco's smirk widened as he watched Harry's face fall. "Oh trust me I'm no more excited about this mission than you are. I have to spend three weeks with you in a different country. Yay."
"Three weeks? What about Trisha?"
"They said she could come. Granger thought a change of scenery would be good for her, so she vouched for her… ah… person." Draco chuckled.
"Shut your mouth Malfoy. She is a perfect lady and everyone knows that."
"Well anyway, she can come if you want her to, and if she wants to." He said nonchalantly.
Harry ran his fingers through his hair and readjusted his glasses; he since leaving school had updated them to a rectangular frame, achieving the 'just shagged' look. Draco tried not to notice, and look like he wasn't noticing, which was hard, so he put on his 'Ice Prince' face and showed off no emotion at all. It was a well known fact that Harry hated the 'Ice Prince' act, but telling Draco that would mean showing that he actually cared and that would ruin their little game.
"Thank you. I'll tell her when I get home tonight."
"You do that. I'm sure she'll be thrilled." Draco said sarcastically.
"I'm sure she will be Malfoy. We don't travel that much anymore so I'm sure Trisha would love to go. Even considering that she'd have to put up with you for three weeks."
"Oh please Potter, Trisha loves me, and you know it. I'm sure if she could she'd love to come live with me instead of you."
"Then it's probably a good thing she can't, she's…" Harry was cut off at that point by some very loud shouting in the hall.
"NO BLOODY WAY AM I LETTING THIS HAPPEN!"
Harry shot off his chair, pushed past Malfoy and rushed into the hall. There was Ron huffing and puffing as though the world was coming to an end. "Ron! Calm down! What's going on?"
Ron whipped around to see Harry. "Don't worry. I'm not going to let it happen Harry. I'll go instead."
"Let what happen Ron?" He said even though he had a sinking feeling as to what it was.
"You can't go to Australia alone with him Harry. I forbid it." Ron's face what bright red by this point. Every person on the floor was looking out trying to figure out what was going on.
One of the girls giggled softly at the sight of Ron yelling at Harry about going somewhere with another man. To her it looked like a lovers quarrel, even though she knew Ron was married. She walked out and smile at him. "Ron sweetie, you know you can't change it. Harry has to go to Australia with Draco."
Ron looked helplessly at his wife. "But Pans…"
"No buts, you know you can't change Kingsley's decision about this." Pansy gave her husband a look that said 'so don't even try or it or there will be a couch in your sleeping future.'
"Thank you Pansy." Draco drawled as he leaned against Harry's office door frame, his arms crossed on his chest, his left leg over his right and the folder hanging from one hand, and looking for all the world like he belonged there. "The Weasel was getting loud. I shall never understand why you married him."
"No I don't believe you ever will." Pansy said with a serene smile and a look of extreme happiness as she placed a palm on her bulging stomach.
Draco rolled his eyes. "In any case Potter and I will be going to Australia in the morning as per Kingsley's orders."
Ron was still red in the face and glaring at Draco. "If anything happens to Harry or Trisha there will be hell to pay, Ferret ."
Harry coughed and spoke sheepishly. "Ron, Malfoy is extremely good at his job. You know he is. He hasn't lost anyone he was assigned to. Trisha and I are in good hands. And it's not like I'm not fully capable to take care of the two of us myself."
Ron grumbled and Pansy laughed and patted her husbands arm. "It will be fine love; Draco will take good care of Harry. Won't you Draco?" She sent a mischievous look towards her old friend that no one else caught, to Draco's immense relief.
Draco and Harry chuckled. Right before Draco could answer Kingsley walked out into the hall. "What is going on out here?" he asked.
Harry gave a quick smile. "Nothing really, we were just discussing my assignment. I assume I'll be given a debriefing report?" He spoke in the precise, clipped tones of someone in charge.
Ron, Draco and Pansy were unpulsed by this, because they had seen it happen a lot during the war, but Kingsley was slightly startled by this change in Harry. He would have thought Harry would be grateful to get out of his office.
"Ahh, right, yes of course you will be. I have it right here actually. I was on my way to give it to you now." Kingsley held out the folder so Harry could take it.
"Thank you." Harry smiled taking the folder and opening it scanning the pages.
"Harry I really appreciate you doing this for us, for the Minsitry." He spoke with gratitude. "We've sent others but none of the negotiations worked. We are hoping that you, being who you are…"
"You're hoping that because I'm 'Harry Potter' that they'll listen to our demands and take them sitting down."
Kingsley was again slightly stunned. "Ah, yes." He coughed uncomfortable with the situation he had been put in. "You see, the Muggles are having a bit of a problem with the Muggles down there, they're asking for reparations for the past, and the Wizarding government has started asking for some as well."
Harry rolled his eyes. "I'll try to see what I can do. I hope to be bringing Trisha with me, will the accommodations we'll be given be adequate for her as well?"
"Yes, we made sure of that the moment we thought to ask you."
"Thank you."
"Well then, I'll be off to tell the Minister that you've accepted."
"You do that."
Kingsley walked off and Harry sighed and looked at Pansy, "Well I'm sorry to say, I'll have to decline your invitation for dinner tonight, looks like me and Trisha have to pack."
Pansy gave him a sweet smile. "Its ok, we understand. Though the twins will be upset you and Trisha won't be coming."
Harry laughed. "Tell them we said sorry then. I expect Hermione and Blaise will be coming over to say bye tonight so, I'll see you all when we get back." He looked at the clock. "It's time for me to go home now." He gave Pansy a hug, and shook Ron's and Draco's hand, "I'll see you in the morning Malfoy."
"I'll be there at 8 AM, so be ready."
"We will be."
"Good."
With that Harry apparated out of the hall with a lightening bolt crack like noise.
As he appeared in his front hall he shouted "Trisha? I'm home!"
AN:1. no I got that from no where in particular. If it sounds like something from somewhere, tell me in a review, cause it just came to me out of no where, I really have no clue if it did or not.
And as always reviews are always wanted and appreciated! I love them and so do my plot bunnies, they only come to me when people like what they've given me.
Harry- Yes you'll also notice that she made some of us slightly OOC
Me- What? How did you get out!
Harry- EEP! Draco! Save me!
Draco comes running
Draco- Oh dear gods. You didn't Harry! You didn't make her mad did you!
Harry- whimpers just save me please?
Me- What is with you all getting out! You are supposed to stay in the locked basement until I need you! picks them up and puts them back Sorry bout that, they escape from time to time… in any case Reviews are loved and cherished. You see the little review button down there? Yep right here. Click it please? Cookies for those that do!