Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor will I ever. This belongs to JK Rowling.

AN: I want to start out by saying, I am amazed at how many people added my story! I was so excited! And thank you to you amazing people who reviewed! It made my day to read those reviews! I'm sorry for the delay.. I'm used to be so good at updating regularly, but track season has started and I have practive everyday! It's rather tiring! And also I was going to post this chapter yesterday, but FF was acting up and wouldn't let me log in! :P BUT have no fear, here is chapter 2! Hope you enjoy.. There are no warnings for this chapter except some language.. :)


"Good morning, Potter." Draco said as he walked into the office. Harry looked up from the pile of papers resting on his desk to look at the blond.

"Hullo Malfoy," Harry smiled at his partner.

"Kingsley stopped me on my way in. Said he wanted to talk to us in his office," Draco said setting down his satchel and coat. Harry nodded and stood from his cluddered desk.

"Think it's about the case?" Harry asked.

"Probably. Hopefully Calvin was able to get a diagnosis on the victims," Draco said.

"Calvin wasn't the only one working on it yesterday. So was the other healer," Harry snapped. He quickly regretted opening his mouth.

Draco sighed, "Yes, I know. I hope the healers were able to figure it all out."

"Well let's go find out," Harry said walking around his desk and heading toward the door.

"Potter?"

Harry stoped abruptly, and turned to Draco.

"Yeah?" Harry said.

"Did you get all of the filing done?" Draco asked.

"Just about. Still have to see what was wrong with the victims," Harry answered.

Draco nodded his head, and motioned for Harry to go. The two partners walked out of their office and into the crowded hallway. Both men nodding their heads as others greeted them.

"Harry!" Hermione called out from across the open area.

"Hey, where's Ron?" Harry asked the bushy haired girl as he and Draco approached her.

"Talking to Henson about your case," Hermione said, pointing to Ron and Eric Henson.

"We're headed to Kingsley now to see what was wrong with the bodies," Harry said. Draco nodded from beside him.

"Congratulations, Draco. Harry tells me you scored a date with a healer." Hermione said, blushing slgihtly.

Draco turned to Harry and lifted his eyebrows in question.

"What?" Harry said, holding his hands up defensively. Draco just shook his head.

"Thank you Granger, and more like got lucky to get that date. If it weren't for dear Potter here, I doubt it would have happened." Draco said chuckling lightly.

"Harry playing match maker? Since when?" Hermione asked, looking at the raven haired man.

"Honestly, all I did was choose to apparate with the woman healer instead of the man, and now I'm being called a match maker?" Harry asked trying his hardest to sound serious, but failed as a small smile appeared on his face. It was his fault Draco had a date with Calvin, so he would take some credit.

"Just another name to add to your, list of nicknames," Draco said, rolling his eyes, smiling.

"Yeah, okay. Let's go, Kingsley is waiting for us," Harry said nudging Draco with his elbow.

"Tell Ron I said I'll talk to him later," Harry told Hermione as he walked away.

"Alright," Hermione waved goodbye to him.

Harry and Draco strode over to the door of Kingsleys office, both men fidgeting with their robes. Harry reached out and gave a few solid taps on the door.

"Come in," They heard Kingsley call from the other side of the wooden door. Draco opened the door and followed Harry through, pulling the door closed behind him. "Please, sit."

Harry and Draco both sat infront of Kingsleys desk, waiting for Kingsley to tell them the news.

"Well, the victims are alive, just like I had thought. They were on some type of potion that drains their energy out of them, giving it to a new source," Kingsley said. "Although we still don't know what it was all being used for."

"Well didn't you question the two men we captured yesterday?" Harry asked quickly.

"Yes, but they knew nothing."

"Did you not use Veriteserum?" Draco questioned.

"Of course we did, Malfoy." Kinglsey answered. Draco just nodded silently, understanding that was a question he should have already known the answer to.

"Do you think that was part of a setup?" Harry asked. Kingsley shrugged.

"We never know. We just have to keep looking for suspects. Did you get any evidence on who might be behind all of this?" Kingsley asked, leaning foward and resting his elbows on his desk.

"We did hear someone talking, and the voice sounded familiar." Draco told the dark man. Kingsley studied Harry and Draco for a few moments in silence.

"You two are some of the best aurors we have on this team. I wont pester you about this case much, if you can get this thing solved. You know your duties." Kingsley said firmly.

Both Draco and Harry nodded their heads, and stood up from their current seats. The two men exited the the office leaving Kingsley to reading his reports.

"I'll go file that. You wouldn't mind going and getting me some coffee would you?" Harry asked Draco.

"No, I'll go grab some," Draco answered walking in the opposite directiong as Harry.

"Hey Harry! Wait up!" Harry turned around to see Ron bolting toward him.

"Hey mate," Harry chuckled as the red head was breathing heavily.

"Heard about your case, that some wacked up stuff."

"I know. Did Henson tell you everything? As in the victims energy was sucked out of them and transferred to somewhere new?" Harry asked his best mate. Ron nodded his head quickly.

"He did, I just want to know who did it and why," Ron said, as he and Harry headed toward Harrys office.

"Us too," Harry chortled.

"Gin was asking about you yesterday," Ron said. "She wanted to know how you were doing, if you were seeing anyone, same old same old."

"Well, what did you tell her?" Harry asked, his voice laced with suspicion.

Harry and Ginny had broken up two weeks or so after the war had ended. Between Ginny worrying about going back to school, and grieving over Fred dying, they realized they could no longer stay in a relationship together. And to top that all off, Harry was already losing his connection with Ginny. Before Harry had to face Voldemort he did some serious thinking, and he decided he would never be able to look at Ginny romantically. Ever. She was just family to him. A little sister to keep an eye on. Not a girlfriend turn to a fiance, then become the mother of his children. He just couldn't see it.

"I told her you were fine, and you weren't seeing anyone currently." Ron told his friend.

"Thanks mate," Harry said, clapping his hand on the red heads shoulder. Ron just shrugged.

Harry walked over to his desk and sat down in the chair. He picked up a stack of papers and moved them to the far end of the desk.

"Hermione needs to come organize for you," Ron said, looking over all of the files, and papers Harry had piled around his desk.

"Tell me about it," Harry said chuckling.

"Ron,"

"Speak of the devil," Ron said grinning, and turning to his fiance. "Yes, 'Mione?"

"I was looking for you is all," Hermione said smiling at the blushing red head.

"Oh, well Harry needs some er, help over here," Ron said motioning toward the disasterous desk.

"Dear Merlin, Harry. How do you manage?" Hermione asked, moving foward into the office.

"Hey! I'm organized!" Harry defended himself.

"On what planet?" Ron laughed. Harry shot his friend a look.

"Mine," Harry answered under his breath.

"Well I have no time to help you now, I have to go," Hermione said turning to leave.

"Where?" Ron asked her.

"I have to go Obliviate a group of muggles," Hermione answered.

"Oh," Ron sighed. "Okay, I'll see you at lunch?" He asked her hopefully.

"Yes, dear. I haven't forgotten." Hermione said rolling her eyes. She walked back toward Ron, lifted up on her toes, and kissed him on the cheek. Ron blushed a deep red.

"B- bye." Ron studdered. Hermione rolled her eyes and left the room.

"Hello Draco," Harry could hear Hermione greeting the blond just outside the door.

"Granger," Draco replied, walking into his and Harrys office. He walked over to Harrys desk and handed him a cup of coffee.

"Sorry Weasley, if I had known you were here, I would have gotten you a coffee." Draco said walking over to his own desk.

"It's alright, I was just about to leave," Ron assured the blond.

"I'll see you tonight Harry, atleast I think I will. Are you still coming for dinner?" Ron asked.

"I don't see why not," Harry said shrugging his shoulders.

"Alright, then I'll let you get back to your work then," Ron said walking toward the door.

"Bye Ron," Harry called.

"Bye mate," Ron replied over his shoulder.

"File it?" Draco asked Harry.

"Nope. Ron distracted me," Harry sighed.

"Ah, in love with your best friend Potter?" Draco joked. Harry shot Draco a look.

"Me, and Ron? Have you completely lost it Malfoy? That would be like incest. Ron is family to me, and er- I'm not quiet sure I swing that way." Harry said.

"Not quiet sure? I think you do, but you're just to scared to admit it," Draco pushed.

"Nah, I'm pretty sure I'm into girls," Harry said, looking back down at the papers he was supposed to be filling out. He picked up his quill out of the ink cup and started to write down the information Kingsley had told them.

"Really?" Draco said in total disbelief.

"Yes."

"Well, then, who does the all might im-into-women savior fancy?" Draco asked the raven haired man.

"Uh- noone at the moment," Harry said quickly.

"What ever you say Potter," Draco said shaking his head, and smiling.

"So, you nervous about tomorrow?" Harry asked, looking up from the papers once again distracted.

Draco sat down at his desk. "Sure."

"Sure?"

"Yes Potter, sure." Draco said sorting through his own papers and files.

"Okay then. Did you decide on what you would wear?" Harry asked. Draco looked at him from across the small room.

"Yep," Draco answered with a smile, Harry returned it. "You should come over an check it out."

"I just might do that," Harry said sarcastically.

"Glad to know you care." Draco returned the sarcasm.

"My pleasure," Harry chuckled. He bent his neck back over to start his work again.

"I'm sure it is," Draco joked. Harry rolled his eyes, then picked up the coffee Draco had brought him. Unfortunately for Harry, he grasped the styrofoam cup al little too hard and the warm coffee over his desk and himself.

"Oh shit!" Harry yelled taking off his blazer, and attempting to clean the rapidly spreading coffee.

"Let me help you!" Draco said, striding over to Harrys desk and casting a drying charm on the papers.

"Thanks," Harry mumbled.

"I'll be right back." Draco said leacing the the office room, and returning a few seconds later with a handful of paper towels. He walked over to Harry and tore one of the brown paper towels and started to dab Harrys shirt.

"Why don't you just use a cleaning and drying spell?" Harry asked.

"Because drying spells don't work well on clothes. I learned that the hard way in fourth year." Draco said laughing lightly.

"Oh," was all Harry said.

"Here, let me see this," Draco said unbuttoning Harrys shirt.

"What are you doing!" Harry jumped back from the blondes hands.

"Calm down Potter. Just trying to help you." Draco said, reaching foward and grabbing Harry shirt and continuing to unbutton it. Dracos hand coming in contact with Harry now revealed chest.

"I'll do it." Harry said quickly and then took the shirt off the rest of the way. Draco just sat there and watched him completely confused.

"Alright," Draco said. Harry shoved the shirt in Dracos arm then stood quickly.

"I have to er- use the loo." Harry said walking to leave the room. On his way out many people called to him and asked why he was shirtless. Harry just pretended not to hear, and walked the rest of the way to the restroom.

Once he was behind the doors he went over to the sinks and turned one on.

When Draco touched him he thought he would have lost his mind. The way the pale hand were already taunting him, accidently touching him was even worse. And that's all it was, an accident. Why did Harry act that way? He didn't know. He took a handful of water and splashed it on his face. He had to pull himself together.

It wasn't until he was about to leave Harry noticed the tight strain he felt in his southern regions. He looked down.

"Oh bloody hell." Harry said aloud. He was aroused over a bloke. Who happened to be, Draco sodding Malfoy.


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