Authors note:

This is my first fic so I don't really know what I'm doing; also, Unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine.

I own nothing but my imagination.

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Happy reading!

Chapter 1

Draco's life hadn't been easy since the war, he never expected it to be really, but he was starting to lose hope of rebuilding his family's name altogether now; right, it's only been 5 years, a relatively short amount of time considering things, but he was fed up; his Father's in Azkaban, his mother left, with just a note on the table 3 years ago; she couldn't handle it either.

He's spent the last 4 years doing all he can to make him seem less villainous than he is, and boy, it's been a lot harder than he anticipated. Who would have thought a small bit of ink on someone's arm could cause so much trouble?

He's donated to endless charities all helping victims and survivors of the war, he helped re-build Hogwarts –Not in person of course, but again, he donated the money used to rebuild the astronomy tower; he's not sure how happy he is about what the money was used for, but, he's not complaining out loud – he even made a public apology about his and his family's actions during the years leading up to the war, but the people don't seem to care, he's evil to them, that's all he'll ever be. A Death Eater, A Malfoy, scum, and nothing more.

He needs a break. No. He needs to escape; for good.

Harry's life after the war had been, different, to say the least; he had no mission, no real purpose, sure there was Ginny and their relationship; but that had kind of fizzled out, he became detached, not just from her and their life together, but from life altogether.

He dropped out of Auror training after the first few months, sure, it gave him something to do, but that was all, he didn't enjoy it, he sure didn't want to do it as a career, so he quit. His friends weren't happy with him, hell, what's he saying, friends!? He hasn't really spoken to Ron or Hermione properly since they all left school after the war, they were too engrossed in each other and baby Rose. They hadn't cut him out exactly, he just hadn't made the effort to see them when they offered.

His life with Ginny had slowly been going downhill for a long while; they hadn't slept together; ever, he just, didn't see their relationship that way, she really was more of a sister to him, he always presumed he was just too preoccupied with the war and Voldemort, and when that was over, there was the Auror training, but he knew really, they were just excuses, he didn't want to sleep with her; and Ginny realised this, eventually.

He figured he needed to get out, He moved back to Godrics Hollows for a year, but he felt too close to all the magic; there was too much happening all the time; he tried living in Scotland too for a while, but it reminded him too much of Hogwarts, and all that happened in those walls; so he bought himself a small flat in muggle London and got himself a simple job. There wasn't really much he could do, with no muggle school qualifications he couldn't get a decent job, so he started as a waiter. That was 3 years ago, he's progressed far from then.

Draco spent a few months travelling round, trying to find somewhere he'd like to live, use as his escape, but he ended up spending most of his time in Waterstones. Maybe it wasn't the best way to find a flat, but it made sense to him at the time. He found a small flat eventually, in a small town, Longley in London, however it wasn't just a flat, he had a whole empty shop below, he just needed to find something to do with it now.

He found an awesome shop not far away; Ikea, you can buy everything there! He furnished his whole upstairs with it, it looks new and clean and nothing like the Manor used to; exactly what he wanted.

Once the house was fully furnished and ready to live in, he began to settle down, you'd often find him sat at his desk brainstorming ideas for downstairs; if he wasn't there, he was reading in a corner.

He didn't know how long the shop had been empty for, or what it had been used for before he owned it, but it was just a large empty room now, space for pretty much anything. Maybe he should open it as a sweet shop? No there's plenty of those around; Maybe a café? He doesn't know the first thing about running a coffee shop! He needs something he knows about, and enjoys, something he'd never get tired of spending the day with… Books!

After many nights of planning and then trashing his plans, he finally decided he'd open a bookshop, a second hand bookshop, so people could fall in love over and over again. He needed books, and lots of them; he'd also need bookshelves and a till. He'd have to make a list and head out tomorrow with a new purpose, with things to buy and places to be; it's going to be a long day.

Harry was the head pastry chef in a fancy little restaurant in town and he loved every second of it. He'd never considered baking as a possible profession; especially after living with the Dursleys; but it's something he's good and, and better yet, something he enjoys. Okay; so maybe the hours aren't what you'd call normal; working for 10am till gone midnight most days tires you out; but that's what he needs, he's too exhausted to overthink anything when he gets in.

He's been doing this job for 2 years now, and it's great, a little repetitive, but great; he loves who he works with, he loves the fact he lives a 5 minute walk away, and he loves that he gets to eat on the job! Of course it'd be nice to have a break, maybe change jobs; but there's nothing nearby that's any better, so he's happy to stay where he is; until something comes along to spice up his day a little more.