A/N: Oh dear. I have no idea what happened, but I somehow managed to ruin this chapter completely. Please don't hate me! I promise, I'll improve in the future!


XoXoX Draco's POV XoXoX

As they took the elevator down, Draco pondered at the mystery that was his relationship with Harry Potter. For six years now they had hated each others guts, taking every opportune moment to throw hexes in the others direction and generally be really nasty towards each other. And now, here they were, together in the Ministry of Magic on a shared mission to find Medea's biological mother. And they were acting civil. True, they were still insulting each other and laughing at the others expense, but it wasn't the same. It was almost… friendly.

Draco knew his own reasons to act less hostile towards Potter, he needed his help and he had a bloody crush on him, but what were the dark haired boy's reasons? Draco had big troubles accepting the obvious solution; that he was acting friendly because he wanted to. Because that would be absurd, a Potter and a Malfoy couldn't become friends, could they?

Draco was pulled out of his reverie by the lift slowing down, and a voice announcing that they had arrived at the first level where the Department of Child Protection could be found. He looked down at the little bundle in his arms and felt a smile tug at the corners of his lips. She was wrapped in a green blanket embroidered with the Malfoy emblem, her eyes closed, peacefully asleep.

Potter stepped out of the lift, and Draco followed close after. They emerged in a narrow hallway with greyish looking walls. Draco suspected they had once been white, but had just not been washed for ages. He made a mental note to himself not to touch them under any circumstances. Taking the lead, he walked down towards their left to a door in a long faded blue colour. He didn't knock, but walked straight in, making as little sound as possible.

Behind a small desk, filled with untidy stacks of paper and old pieces of food, sat a middle aged looking man. He was rather on the bold side with large glasses that Draco suspected dated back to the seventies, and a scruffy looking robe with blue and green horizontal stripes. He was somewhat on the fat side and his light blue eyes looked greedy and ruthless. Recognizing the man from all the times they'd met before, Draco smiled jovially and said, "Uncle Bob! Long time, no see!" His smile however, never reached the grey, calculating eyes.

The man called "uncle Bob" jumped out of his chair and his eyes darted nervously from Draco to Harry, and back to Draco again. "Y-young Draco, what a surprise, I d-didn't expect to see you here"

"Ah, things don't always turn out the way we expected, uncle Bob" said Draco sweetly.

Bob shivered visibly, and he gulped uneasily. "D-don't call me that Draco, s-someone might hear it" he eyed Potter anxiously, as if expecting him to draw his wand any minute and attack him.

Potter looked confused at Draco and mouthed "You know him?"

"Here, hold Medea" Draco said, and took the opportunity while putting the baby in Potters arms to lean in and whisper "He is one of my father's business associates" He saw that the dark haired boy had understood by the menacing look he sent Bob, and smiled smugly. He had never agreed with his dad and his cause, and was more than happy to sabotage it a little. And on the whole, what did one ministry spy matter anyway?

Turning back to Bob, Draco sent him another sickly sweet smile and bowed over to whisper in his ear. "My dear friend Harry Potter here is not in a very good mood at the moment" he said conspiratorially. "He hasn't had a good Death Eater hunt in over a month, and he's becoming quite restless" Draco almost laughed out loud when he saw how this knowledge affected Bob, but he kept silent and continued. "However, if you throw all your other work aside and help us with our little problem, I'm sure he'll let you be" Bob gulped and nodded frantically to show that of course he would help them. "Good boy" said Draco and put the fingertips on his two hands together. "Now, we have some business to discuss, Potter wait here with Medea?"

The black haired boy nodded and Draco led Bob by the arm into another room to discuss further.

XoXoX Harry's POV XoXoX

An hour later a glowering Draco Malfoy stomped out of Bob's office, right past the boy with the baby, and out into the hallway. Harry followed after, wondering what the hell had gotten into the blonde boy. He caught up with him by the elevators, and sent him a questioning look, but the other boy was determinedly not looking at him.

"What happened?" Harry asked tentatively, almost afraid to disturb the other boy when he was in such a state.

"Nothing, that was what happened! Not a bloody thing!" Malfoy grumbled and glared at no one in particular. "That sodding Bob said nothing could be done to find the biological mother now that I am bonded to Medea, but he would be kind enough to see if there was anyone who wanted to adopt! Kind enough my ass, the bastard was only looking after his own bloody skin."

"Well, that wasn't exactly nothing" said Harry reasonably. "If he finds someone who is willing to adopt, you'll still get rid of the baby, right?"

Malfoy scowled at him, but then he sighed and slumped against the wall. "I guess" he said and ran his hand through his hair in a hypnotizing movement that Harry couldn't help follow with his gaze. Then he pursed his lips thoughtfully, again trapping Harry's eyes with the movement. "But it will take much more work, finding the perfect family, paperwork, you know, the whole nine yards."

"Yeah, but won't it be worth it when you get your life back and don't have to worry about a baby anymore?"

For a minute Harry thought Malfoy looked hesitant, but then he nodded and mumbled, as if to himself, "Of course it will be worth it, of course".

They reached the atrium in silence and Harry gave Medea to Malfoy, watching them apparate out before he walked over to one of the fireplaces and flooed back to the manor, in deep thought.


A/N: don't hate me! And I promise, I have no idea where Bob came from! He just showed up on my doorstep, and I had to put him somewhere…sorry!