When we went home that evening, Draco wasn't talking a lot and I wondered if I did something wrong.

Eventually, I asked him but he shoots down the question and went to the bathroom.

Emma laid on the rug, completely exhausted after the playday with the Weasleyprats.

I sat down the sofa, not knowing what I should do.

I had thought he had liked the day, with my family and everything, but it seemed otherwise.

Draco turned the shower on, I could hear the radio and the moderators voice, "It was a lovely 17th may in 2003, sunny and warmer than normal. I've got on place 5 the Hit from Craig David and the legend Sting. Here comes 'Rise and Fall'."

The door to the bathroom opened and Draco came back to the living room and I looked up to see him sending me an annoyed glance, not wearing a single thing, "Are you coming or not?"

I checked him out and couldn't hide a smirk, so I followed him into the bathroom, where the hot water already fogged the mirror.

He plucked claiming on my shirt, which I tore from my body and my trouser followed soon.

Draco was already under the showerhead and the water run down his body. Little drops pearled down his back and the blond hair was plastered on his head. I knew I would probably burning alive, the water hot as hell, but stepped inside anyway.

Draco turned, so he could kiss my chest. His lips traced every single scar and I felt him trying to invade my mind with Legilimency.

I let him.

He smiled at me adoringly, when I let him in and blocked the memories himself for me, "Where do you get that one? It looks like the Sectrumsempra scar I got from Potter."

"It is one.", I said out loud and tried to avoid his actual question.

"Really? So who did this to you?"

"No one, Draco.", I murmured, "It is not important."

"Tell me.", he demanded, suddenly very Malfoy-ish.

I sighed and answered truthfully, "It was yours. The attacker had used it against you and when I did the bond, I got them."

He looked at me with wide, frightened eyes, "You got my scars?"

"Yeah, I got yours.", I snapped his chin and hold him in place, while I said clearly, "And I don't care about those. It doesn't matter, ok?"

He bit lip and nodded jerkingly, "Ok."

He eyed my body and it made me nervous.

I knew that I had nothing to hide. My body was not at all perfect.
I had scars on my chest from the Sectrumsempra against Draco, scars on my shoulder from splinching back then in the forest and scars on my arms, which looked like strange flower tendrils. My whole body was dotted with freckles and I knew that I must have looked like a boiled lobster, because of the hot shower.

"You know that you are beautiful as well?!", Draco whispered eventually and his voice was rough and filled with lust and with that, he sank to his knees.

Later, when we were laying exhausted and satisfied in his bed and his back was pressed against my chest, his voice echoed in my mind, still the Legilimency up.

"Did you mean it?", he asked challenging.

"What'ya talking about, Draco?", I asked confused and moved a bit, so my legs were tangled with his.

"That you never had any feelings like that for anyone?"

"Yes.", I answered solemnly, "Yes, you are the first person I've got that kind of feelings."

"What's with Hermione?"

"She is my best friend. And since when do you call her Hermione?"

"Since March 1999 and don't change the subject!",Draco made clear and continued, "And that Brown girl from school?"

"Merlin.", I groaned and rolled my eyes, "I got a blow job and I wasn't in love with her. But to be honest, I liked Lavander quite right, she was funny."

"So you really never had feelings for anyone?", his voice somewhat pleading,"But you love me?"

"Yes. I love you."

"Despite my past?"

He rolled over and leaned on his elbow, so he could look into my face.

I laughed, "Yeah, despite that, what has gotten into you, Draco?"

"Good.", his breath ghosted over my face and I fancied I could still smell the chocolate cake he had eaten before.

He kissed me hard and I could feel his hard cock rubbing on my stomach.

Then he leaned back, dissolve the Legilimency spell and signed very slowly, "I want you to fuck me now."

"Hell yeah.", I murmured and grabbed his hips, so he would sit on my when a stag Patronus came into the bedroom and Harry's voice echoed loudly within the walls, "He got him! Bring Malfoy and Emma to the Ministry immediately."

Draco sat completely still on my lap and looked with an open mouth into nothing.

The words resounding in my head, my own voice, 'We got him. We got him.'

"Oh god!", I called out and moved under the blond man, so I could stand up and pull on some clothes.

Draco still didn't move, sitting like someone had cast a very strong Petrificus Totalus on him, so I grabbed his chin and lifted it, "You're alright?"

His eyes wide open and he tried to nod at me. I kissed him on the lips, "Good. Now come."

After that, he hurried to get clothes, his whole body shivering.

When I got Emma's lash she looked at me slightly irritated but went up and after Draco had put on some very proper wizard robe, which I only commented with, "Nice.", we went to the Ministry.

Harry was already waiting for us, a cut on his forehead and dirt on his robes, but he grinned brightly at us.

"You are ok?", I asked him and examined his wounds, but he waved a hand dismissively, "Yeah, sure. Hey Malfoy, would you come with me, please?"

He told us what had happened, while we were walking to the Auror department.

"We were quite lucky. Found his DNA in Emma's saliva and between her teeth. The muggle way is effective but takes a bit longer, that's why we can only act now. I got the call directly after dinner."

I remembered that Harry went home after the big tumult at dinner had gone down. He had said something about very important work.

"So, Rachel from the forensic had called me and told me, that they got his DNA and knew who it was. Most people don't know, but every wizard is saved in the muggle and wizard department for crimes for inter-work collaboration. After the Jack the Ripper case in 1888 the muggle and wizardry society made a deal to work together in situations like that. So we got all Muggles and they all wizards and witches, isn't it awesome?"

Draco snorted lightly, but I could see through him. He was extremely nervous and Emma walked near his side.

Harry stood still and said to Draco, "The suspect is in the room next door. I would like to go with you and Emma to this room. Ron, I'm sorry, but you know that you are in the way. Could you please wait outside? If you stay here, you are under hundred steps away."

Before I was able to answer, Draco shook his head strongly and grabbed my hand, which he held tightly, "No. He comes with me. I need him."

Harry looked as if he wanted to decline it, but after thinking for a few moments, he sighed and nodded, "If you move even a finger, I will kick you in the ass, got it, mate?"

"Yeah, I promise.", I laid my fingers on Draco's wrist.

"Ok, so, it'll be like this: He can't see, hear or come to us, but we can see him and Emma will be able to smell him and maybe react to his presence. That's what I am hoping.", my best friend explained slowly and

So we went into the room.

The door closed louder than I had presumed and the figure on the table didn't flinch a bit. He looked at his big hands.

Draco's pulse was fast and I was scared that he would have a panic attack, so I put my arm around his waist, breathing steady into his ear. His heart stabilized after that a bit.

And then everything happened really fast.

Emma, who normally would sit still and wait until you let her go or cuddle or feed her, got into fighting stance. Her white soft fur raised on hackles and she bares her teeth at him while growling deeply.

I could feel Harry move at my side, talking to someone at the door which was Adam.

My last partner went into the room, where the attacker sat and when he looked up, Draco stifled.

"I know him.", he signed fast and I had recognized him as well, "It's the guard from St. Mungo's."

"He held Draco back when we went to visit his Mum. His names somewhat Robert...Robin...Rupert, I'm not sure anymore.", I added.

"Ruby Franklin.", Harry said and frowned, "Interesting. He isn't a guard in Mungo's but works as a construction worker for a Muggle company. He must have tried to get through my boys to get Narcissa."

Draco's heart skipped a beat and he scrunched his eyes hard together, before signing, "He touched me, what if I got another curse?!"

"That's impossible.", Harry said, "Even if he had cast something at you, Healer McDougle would have found it directly after you got to Mungos after he attacked you."

"You are sure?", I asked him, never really questioned his knowledge, but now it wasn't about me, but Draco.
And the blond was more important to me than my well-being.

Harry nodded firmly, "Yeah, I have no doubts about this. The only thing he probably did was a tracking-charm."

"That would explain why he knew where I live.", Draco signed.

I saw that Adam already had started to interrogate Franklin and Harry was eager to participate, so I said, "You, go in there and find out why, mate."

"Is it ok?", Harry asked zealously and Draco nodded.

"We are waiting in my office.", I told him and clapped him on the shoulder, "Smash the bastard!"

The Harry was gone and came into the room a few moments later.

He casually leaned on the table and asked Franklin some questions.

Sometimes I forgot that Harry was an Auror, a bloody good one, as well. Mostly he was my mate, my best friend, the boy who had shared his sweets from the trolly in the train on our first ride to Hogwarts.

But know, seeing him like that, all professional, I got the feeling, that we had both grown up, somehow.