Title: Mr. Suave

Disclaimer: I don't own.

Summary: AU Harry Potter, defeater of You-Know-Who, is a total man whore. He was a new girl every week, and sometimes a guy. When an Auror from France's Ministry switches into England's, will Harry be forever stuck on this seemingly unattainable new girl? Or is it a guy?

Dedication: I hereby dedicate this story to Lady and Miss Thang (Moonlight Shadows and Yoshi09). You guys make me giggle. Well, actually, so does Holy Pancake (my beta), so I'll dedicate this to her too.

Chapter 2:

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Harry was almost late for work the next morning. Of course, he had a valid reason…sort of.

Harry had gone to his flat the other day to find Ron sitting on his couch. Ron, who Harry had gone to Hogwarts with, was his one true friend. Ron, however, wasn't reminiscing about the good times that he and Harry had at Hogwarts like Harry was at the moment. Ron was pulling his hair out and worrying the red out of his hair about one thing – Loony Lovegood, er, Luna Lovegood.

Luna was Ron's girlfriend all of the four years that had passed since their graduation at Hogwarts. But now, he wanted to propose.

And Harry, being the more calm, levelheaded, and mature one (cough), took Ron to the local bar (of course, Harry may have done it more for himself than for Ron, but he had a tough day at work so we'll let it pass.).

Harry, having the luck of Merlin, got extremely drunk leaving Ron to drag him back to the apartment while having to listen to Harry mumble about something that sounded suspiciously like buttered toast…

…Which left Harry to wake up with a dude on his couch and a headache in his head.

Which brings us to the now.

Harry Potter rushed to his office (saving enough time, of course, to wink at his secretary). Now unfortunately for our protagonist, his luck wasn't in our favor today and so when he went into his office, he found a note from Kingsley.

Meeting now.

-Kingsley

Growling and viciously tearing up the annoyingly white piece of paper (Don't look kids!) Harry cussed a blue streak and ran into the back room that connected to the main office.

He should have, of course, knocked first but the gentleman in Harry had been, er, 'dormant,' at the moment, because, unfortunately, someone was changing.

A woman to be exact.

She screamed, he cursed. Then she cursed- literally.

In a flash, Harry was thrown backwards out of room, the door slamming, and Harry was found to be on his ass, cussing a green streak (what can we say, he's a very forward man who liked the rainbow).

With a grumble and a fashionable swish of the cloak, he stormed out of his office and into the hallway, muttering a slight 'hello' to his godfather.

Wait. His godfather was supposed to be on vacation.

"Sirius! What are you doing here! You're supposed to be in Hawai'i knocking it up with bikini models!" Harry yelled quite loudly. Luckly him, (First time today, too) the hallways were devoid of listening ears.

Sirius smirked. "I know. And," he sighed dramatically, "It was fun while it lasted, but…"

"But?" Harry prompted.

"Let's just say I they couldn't get enough of me and I missed my homegirls –I mean godson."

"I feel so loved." Harry drawled out as he rolled his eyes.

"I'm sure you get more than enough of it." Sirius said as he waggled an eyebrow.

Harry grinned before remembering what he was supposed to be doing. His smile fell upside down into a frown as he grunted in reply before stalking down the hallway. Sirius followed, already aware of the meeting.

Harry ruffled his hair once before walking into the room, a dazzling smile upon his face.

Now imagine his surprise to see two very British-looking, English-speaking people standing next to Moody at the

podium.

One of who was a 'sexy motherfucker' (as Harry was thinking), and the other who was 'simply mah-ve-lus' (as Harry was thinking… again.)

Sirius, being the loving and attentive godfather that he was, noticed the gleam in Harry's eye. Smirking, he nudged Harry forward to his seat.

Harry turned and gave him a good glare that obviously stated 'don't try anything,' but Sirius played it off with a grin and a wink as he walked away to his seat.

Moody banged the gavel on the podium and called for attention. For once, Harry listened attentively and watched closely as the two new comers sat in designated seats slightly behind the podium.

"Mornin.' Now, our first part of business would be the Quidditch cup. It's in five months and we've got more than enough planning to do. We need to get clearances and start setting up. The minister has already sent me the designated field, which will be in a secluded area in the black forest in Germany. I'll be sending notes to each squad on what they'll be in charge of, so be ready." Many of the people in the room groaned. It was such a hassle to set up all of this stuff.

"Oh, suck it up." Moody growled out. He ruffled the papers on his podium. "On a lighter note, our two arrivals have come in. Harry," Harry nodded his head in acknowledgement, pretending to ignore the stare that he was getting from one of his new charges. Guess no one forgot about his defeating of Lord Voldemort.

"Yes?" Harry answered as Moody's fake eye fixed itself upon him, his voice cool, calm, and suave.

Moody sighed and shook his head, a slight smile on his gnarled features. "Go easy on them." Sirius sniggered in the corner and some of the aurors in the room chuckled.

Harry grinned maliciously as he saw the blonde one raise an eyebrow.

"In what way, professor?" Harry added, not-so-gently reminding Moody of his teaching days at Hogwarts.

"All of them."

Harry smiled innocently, "Will do, professor."

"Hm." Moody turned to the two confused persons sitting not to far away from him. "Care to introduce yourselves?"

The brunette stood up first, brushing of her skirt, "Good morning, it's a pleasure to be here and to be able to work with you in your department." The man sitting next to her rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath. She 'accidentally' swung her briefcase forward hitting him the head.

"Anyways, thank you for allowing me and my colleague to be here. My name is Hermione Granger and it's a pleasure to meet you, and this dolt of a cousin next to me is Draco Malfoy."