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Harry Potter was quite at a loss on what he should do. Of all the scenarios that had run through his head when he first decided to put up a private magical investigative agency with Hermione, he never imagined that one day, Draco Malfoy would show up in their office and ask for their services.

For a while, Harry was just staring at Draco from across his desk as the blonde continued to drink some tea. No words were spoken between them after Draco told Harry that he would like to be one of their clients.

Draco, who seemed as if he had enough of the silence, finally spoke "Where's Granger by the way?"

Harry looked at the blonde warily, "Why do you ask?"

Draco raised one of his brows and looked annoyed, "I thought that this agency was run by the two of you?"

"Yes, but I don't think that she needs to be present before you tell me what exactly you are doing here, Malfoy." Harry replied hotly.

Draco snorted, "I am here because I want to avail of both your services, not just yours Potter. Obviously, if I am going to tell you what I'm here for, logic dictates that the Gryffindor golden girl should be here as well."

Harry frowned, "If you're just here to mess with us-"

"I am here because I need your help, not because I want to revisit ancient school rivalries." Draco said calmly.

At that point, Hermione Granger finally arrived into the office. She didn't realize that Draco was there and so she walked in as if it was a typical day at work.

"Sorry for being late, Harry. I had breakfast with Ron and we lost track of time." Hermione apologized as she made her way to her desk besides Harry's.

"I see, so you are dating the weasel." Draco said coolly.

The blonde Slytherin finally caught the attention of Hermione Granger and when she laid her eyes on him, she too was rendered momentarily speechless.

"It's funny how similar our reactions are Mione when I saw him at the office today." Harry said in an amused tone.

"Malfoy?" Hermione asked, looking unsure.

"I thought that you were the brightest witch of our age, Granger. Of course it's me, who else would have this disturbingly good looks?" Draco mused.

Hermione rolled her eyes at him and finally sat at her desk. "Harry, what is the ferret doing here?"

Harry chuckled, "I don't exactly know. He just arrived a while ago and told him that he needed our services, but that's the extent of it."

"As a future client of yours, Granger, I don't think that it would be a good professional relationship if you start calling me names." Draco said calmly but he was staring daggers at Hermione. The ferret issue was still a sore spot for him.

"So why exactly are you here?" Hermione asked as she leaned back on her chair.

"Before I tell you, I need the both of you to give me your word that only the two of you will be handling my case. I don't want this to be outsourced to any of your employees." Draco stated seriously.

Harry cleared his throat, "We assure you that everything you tell us here will be kept among the three of us only. But before we decide to take this case of yours, we need the facts."

At Harry's words, Draco lost a bit of his confidence and looked weary. The Gryffindors both thought that something bad really did happen to Malfoy that he was desperate enough to seek for their help.

"But I need you word, Potter. Please. You two are the only ones who could help me." Draco pleaded. Harry's eyes almost bulged out from his sockets as he heard Malfoy say please.

Hermione looked as if she was contemplating about something, "Alright then, Malfoy. We'll take your case."

"Hermione!" Harry exclaimed.

Hermione gave Harry an apologetic look, "He's desperate, Harry. Malfoy would never be here if he had another choice."

Draco was finally able to relax a bit, "Thank you, Granger. You have my gratitude."

"Go on then." Harry said impatiently, "What will this job entail?"

Draco took a deep breath and answered, "I need you to search for my missing wife and son."

The silence was deafening, no one spoke for quite a while until Harry decided to react.

"Wife and child? Since when exactly did you get married and fathered a child, Malfoy? Are you pulling our leg or something?" Harry asked in disbelief.

"I assure you Potter; I am telling you the truth. Just because you don't read it in the newspaper, doesn't mean that it isn't true." Draco replied in an annoyed tone. He pinched the top of his nose to prevent himself from getting more irritated.

"More details please, Malfoy." Hermione said professionally. Draco couldn't help but admire the muggleborn's dedication to her task.

"I've been married for a year now and my son is just a few months old. I arrived at my home a few days ago and somebody had taken them both." Draco explained.

Harry drummed his fingers on his table and asked, "What makes you so sure that somebody had taken them, maybe they just got tired of your pointy face and decided to leave."

"Harry!" Hermione scolded him.

"If I wasn't so desperate for your help, Potter, I would have hexed you to oblivion already for that incredibly rude remark." Draco said; his tone a bit louder this time.

"Can we just let Malfoy finish his story, Harry? You're not making this any easier." Hermione complained.

Harry sighed, "I apologize, go on then."

"To answer your question, Potter, my wife would never just leave me like that. Believe it or not, we love each other quite deeply and it would be quite uncharacteristic of her to just walk away with Scorpius like that." Draco said.

Harry was tempted to laugh at the name Scorpius but he stopped himself from saying any more insults, "Have you tried going to the ministry to see a trace of where she last used magic?"

At Harry's question, Draco just stared at him for a while as if he was about to confess a big secret.

"Yeah, Harry's got a point. The ministry does have a way to track wizarding folk just by using the trace." Hermione added.

"The trace won't work on her." Draco said seriously.

"And why is that, Malfoy?"

"She doesn't have any magic." Draco finally said.

Again silence.

"You're married to a squib?!" Harry asked quite rudely.

Draco narrowed his eyes towards the boy who lived. "She's a muggle. And my son is too young to have any episodes of accidental magic."

Draco's revelation was a bit hard to believe. Harry and Hermione knew that in terms of blood prejudice, the Malfoys were one of the families which viewed muggles as no better than common livestock.

"So with those facts, it's obvious that I can't use the trace on them." said Draco.

"Have you tried the muggle police?" Hermione asked.

"Can't. I'm sure that whoever has taken them was a wizard or a witch. I felt residual magical energy inside the house when I arrived." Draco explained.

"Now I understand. That's why you're here." Hermione finally said. Draco smirked; trust in the know-it-all to understand his intentions.

"What is it Mione?" Harry asked.

"Harry, Draco thinks that both of us are the perfect type of people to look for his missing family because we both know how to live in the muggle and wizarding world. He needs our help because we're familiar with a lot more methods other than the ones the magical community can provide us with." Hermione explained.

"Finally." Draco said with a sigh. "You are correct, Granger."

"Well then, since we've already accepted the job beforehand, I think it's best if we start as soon as possible, right Harry?" Hermione asked sweetly.

Harry still looked a bit reluctant but he no longer had a choice, "We've discovered a way to track a caster by examining the magical energy left in a specific location. So, we need you to take us to your home so that we could examine the scene."

"Of course, of course. How soon can we go?" Draco asked, his voice shaking a bit. It was clear to the two Gryffindors in the room that Draco wanted to find his wife and child as soon as possible.

"When can you take us there?" Hermione asked. There was something about Draco's desperation that made Hermione want to help him.

"How about now?" Draco eagerly suggested.

Harry shrugged, "Well, alright then. Take us to your muggle home, Malfoy."

*HP*

The three unlikely companions apparated inside the kitchen of Draco's empty home. Upon seeing the surroundings, Draco felt quite helpless again. He wanted his wife and child back. Every second that passed without his little family tore him to pieces little by little.

"Well, you weren't kidding. That's for sure." Harry said to Malfoy as he looked at the kitchen.

Hermione had to agree with Harry. The kitchen looked as if it was a normal muggle kitchen. She also noticed that there was a half filled pot of tea and two small teacups on the counter.

"Two teacups." Hermione said to Draco. "She had a guest before she disappeared."

Draco looked at the kitchen counter and was surprised that there were indeed two cups present. He had not noticed it before.

"Malfoy, where's the largest room in the house?"Harry asked.

"The living room. Why?" Draco asked.

"Casting the spell to test the residual magic in the house needs quite a bit of leg room. We need to move there so that we could start." Harry explained.

Draco nodded and led the two lions to the living room. The moment that Hermione entered the room, a huge portrait of Malfoy's little family caught her attention. She rubbed her eyes a bit just to be sure that she wasn't seeing things.

Harry noticed Hermione's distracted state and also turned his attention towards the portrait. And just like what Hermione did, he took off his glasses and cleaned them with his shirt just to be sure that his eyes weren't playing tricks on him.

"Malfoy, what's the meaning of this?! Are you trying to be funny?!" Harry shouted at the blonde angrily.

Malfoy also looked at the portrayed and smiled, he could understand the reaction of his companions.

"What on earth is Hermione doing in your family portrait? Is this some kind of a joke?!" Harry exclaimed.

"Of course not!" Draco said hotly.

"Then who is she? Who is that girl with you in the picture, Malfoy?" Hermione asked the blonde in an almost calm manner.

"That's Iris. My wife." Draco said with a smile.

"Then why on earth does she look exactly like Hermione?!" Harry asked loudly. He still did not believe anything that came from Draco's mouth.

"Hey, no they're not! My wife's hair doesn't look as if there was a bird nesting in it." Draco said defensively.

"Answer the question, Malfoy. I swear, if this is a joke, I will hex your balls off." Hermione threatened him as she took out her wand and pointed it at him.

"Easy, Granger." Draco said calmly.

"Talk." Hermione told Draco fiercely.

Draco shrugged, "Would you believe it if I told you that I'm married to your twin sister? It's almost funny because never in a million years would I have imagined myself to be your brother-in-law."

A/N: I actually had a lot of fun writing this. I actually wanted to post this as soon as possible but my internet connection isn't as stable as I would like it to be. So, I'd like to hear your thoughts. Please kindly leave a review.