Author's note: I'm back! And I am determined to finish this story. It will take a bit longer for the sweet loving to happen, but I swear it will! Also, be warned I am not afraid to use naughty words in my story. Please review loves:)

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Harry Potter, though if I did it would be steamier and probably not suitable for children. All of it belongs to the fabulous and talented J.K. Rowling

Draco strode into the Auror office with his head held high, ignoring the sneers and grimaces shot his way. If all goes well today, they will be forced to be nice because he will be their co-worker. Once he reached the door to the Head Auror's office he was taken slightly aback at the name on the door. His old school enemy, Harry Potter, was Head Auror was he? Well he will get a kick at Draco's job application then.

Draco pulled his dignified self together, smoothed his lengthy platinum hair down, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in," said a deep but familiar voice. Draco opened the door and walked in, shutting the door behind him.

"Hello Auror Potter. You look well I see," the blond stuck his hand out professionally.

Potter did look quite good. His dark hair was unruly as ever, strands of it sticking up here and there. It did not make him look unprofessional though. His glasses were the same, but they seemed to have a brand-new look to them and really exposed Harry's bright green eyes. Although he was wearing his Auror robes, they hugged his body slightly, unlike his robes back in school. He was probably well muscled underneath them, and his seeker's reflexes probably come in handy as an Auror.

"Thank you. Malfoy, what a surprise to see you here," He took Draco's hand and shook it lightly, offering him a seat.

"Then the reason I'm here may put you into shock. And please, call me Draco. We are past the silliness of school, are we not?" Draco sat down, crossing his legs.

"Indeed we are. Would you like some tea Draco?" Auror Potter nodded to a beautiful ginger hair woman with a tray of tea. "Thank you Ginny."

"Yes please. Miss Weasley, you look extremely well," Draco accepted his cup, and stirred a lump of sugar into it.

"I'd be careful Draco, she's been spoken for," Auror Potter chuckled.

"You are a lucky man then, Auror Potter. Or do you prefer Harry?" Draco grinned.

"Harry is fine. And we are just friends. Dean Thomas has her heart. He is a very good Auror you know,"

"Oh? Well I wish them happiness. And speaking of Aurors, I wish to be one," Draco sipped he tea cautiously, waiting for a reaction.

Harry stared at him disbelievingly. Once he realized Draco was serious, he still was unsure.

"Are you sure? You don't strike me as a person who would want to be an Auror. I thought you would pursue quidditch."

"I am indeed sure. I wouldn't have come in if I wasn't," Draco assured him. "I realize there is training I have to go through, and I needed your approval in order to start, so here I am."

"You are absolutely sure you want to do this? The training is difficult to do," Harry warned.

"No, I just came all this way to chat. Of course I'm serious!" Draco rolled his eyes.

"Alright, you begin on Monday, Draco."