Summary: Harry has survived the war with very little memory of what actually happened between 6th year and the day of Voldemort's fall.

He has taken a job as a Ministry advocate (Lawyer), deciding he needed a calm life that being an Auror could not offer him.

On his first case he is assigned to defend Draco Malfoy despite his animosity towards the blonde. A lot of angst involved.

Rating: T-for now

M- later on

Couples: Draco/ Harry

Background couples: Hermione/Ron Ginny/OC's (yes plural she gets around in this fic)

*Non: Ginny bashing (even though I don't like her)*

IMPORTANT NOTE: Don't not review and say stuff like (This is not how it happened in the series or ask for a huge background story, for the purpose of the plot things have been changed and to give a background story would defeat the point of the plot) this is a bit of a mystery fic so just go along with it or don't read it please.


Authors note: Hello one and all, this is my new fanfic, if you have read any of my others you'd know that reviews are what make my world go around so please do not be stingy on them.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything so really, why would you sue

Harry still woke up screaming at night, the horrors of the war still haunting him. The doctors said that during some point during the war his memories must have been wiped of tampered with and his nightmares were really his mind trying to find those memories or correct them. While he may never get the memories he lost back the doctors said he really shouldn't worry too much about it and Harry found himself agreeing, after all did he really want those memories back anyhow? Probably not, whenever he asked Ron and Hermione about and event he almost always wished he could take the question back: like one time he had asked what happened when the snatchers caught them and Hermione had gone into an in depth explanation about what happened at Malfoy Manor and poor Dobby. Harry had not even known he died let alone burying him. That night he found himself having another "nightmare" which was actually his memory of the event returning. If he was being perfectly honest he would have to say he wish who ever wiped his memory did a better job because he did not want to know about all of that.

But really, Harry had nothing to complain about. Like the doctors said, he should be thankful that he was as stable as he was considering everything he had been through. Harry supposed they were right, the Wizarding war had been won and he and his friends were safe and prosperous in their careers what was not to be happy about.

Seamus Finnegan had been the first one of their group to tie the knot. On the very same day that Voldemort fell, the Irish Gryffindor had dropped down to one knee and proposed to Susan Bone. The two married a couple of weeks later and were now expecting a baby in seven months. The happy couple lived with Seamus's mother and were making no move to remedy that situation. Now, this may seem rather odd to some but for them it just seemed to work: Seamus of course was a huge mama's boy and wouldn't mind living with his mother forever. Susan on the other hand had never had close family relations and lost most of her loved ones in the war, so having a mother figure who dotted over both of them (especially since Susan was pregnant) was nice for her. All and all it really was a match made in haven.

Katie Bell and Terry Bott were the second ones of the group to tie the knot and married a few weeks ago.

Dean, believe it or not, found a place on a professional Quidditch team, who would have thought. The tabloids speculate that he is engaged to some Bulgarian model Yulia Razamaslky or something like that. Rumor or not, no one who knows Dean is expecting a wedding, he just did not have good luck with girls.

Neville had become a Herbology apprentices at Hogwarts and was engaged to Hannah Abbott. The two were scheduled to be married sometime that year.

Luna planned to return to Hogwarts in a new position called "social work", well new to the Wizarding world at least. Since the war, they had adapted many things for the Muggle world and Luna was currently in a Muggle school in American training to be a psychologist.

Hermione had gotten a job as a Ministry advocate and had already been prompted after only three months working there.

Ron had ended up becoming an Auror like he'd always wanted to. Actually, at first, it'd been Harry's dream, but he'd realized that during the aftermath of all he had been through he preferred something much quieter, like a desk job of some sort. After all, Harry wasn't the type to just bounce back, he needed time to heal from his old wounds but at the same time, he wasn't just going to sit home and lick himself like a cat.

This is exactly what prompted him to take Hermione's suggestion and apply for a position with the Advocacy Department at the Ministry. With most of the Death Eaters unable to afford legal representations for their trials, ( the ministry had ceased the fortunes that most purebloods have accumulated) the Department had been stretched very thin, so finding a job was not very hard, especially for a hero like Harry.

Harry had found out fairly quick that he had a knack for Advocacy. He had been pleased to see that when Hermione suggested it she obviously did so for good reasons and not just because she couldn't think of anything nothing better for him to do. Of course, she continued to advance faster than he did, having already taken a number of solo cases even though she, like him, had only been in the department for six months.

He didn't think he was anywhere near ready for a solo case, but then almost out of the blue, Jack Hatler, one of the senior prosecutors, with an obvious bone or two to pick against celebrities in general, tossed a file onto his desk, looking almost smug.

"Well, Potter, we've talked it over here, and we've decided that you're just about ready to go solo."

"Thank you, sir," he said.

He was actually feeling pretty good about this despite his worry about if he was experience enough. He was feeling pretty good, that is, until he saw the name on the file, printed in unforgiving bold letters:

Draco Malfoy

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"That can't be," Hermione frowned at the file, as if glaring at it for a good fifteen minutes would cause some other name to pop out because this was all either a very bad joke, or an equally worse dream. "They can't just give you Malfoy for your first solo case, Harry! It's unfair! I'll talk to Hatler about it..."

"Don't, please," Harry pleaded, already wondering if he'd made the wrong decision showing her the file, "You're just going to make it worse..."

Hermione fumed, "But you have a clear conflict of interest! He killed Dumbledore, and you clearly saw him do it, didn't you? He shot the spell, the spell came from his wand! He's going to Azkaban, he doesn't even need a trial!"

"Hermione, at this point, he's only accused of murdering Dumbledore," said Harry, managing somehow not to choke on the words, "And there's almost no proof that he let the Death Eaters into Hogwarts, the evidence that was collected was circumstantial at best. Fudge was just eager to make sure the Ministry was doing something..."

"I can't believe you," she stared at him, "You're actually defending him? Harry, you're allowed to ask to be rescued from this case, you know"

Harry's head hurt, "His trial starts next week, and all of the Seniors are busy. Besides, it's going to look bad if I refuse to work my first case..."

"Harry, stop thinking about how it will look," Hermione sounded desperate,

Harry sighed, "As of right now, Draco Malfoy is my client. Am I happy about it? No, I'm not. But I'm going to do my job, and you're going to let me do it." It was that blasted sense of principle that he had, maybe.

She echoed his sigh and got up, smoothing down her robes, "Well, your first appointment with him is today right?"

"Yeah, someone's going to be bringing him to my office...in a couple of minutes, actually..." he sighed, he was in for a long couple of weeks.