Title: I Want Him Dead

Author: BADxLUCK

Pairings: HP/DM, RW/HG

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. The mighty, all- powerful and all knowing JK Rowling does. She is the brains behind the Harry Potter operation.

Warnings: This story contains slash. This means (for all those haters that don't know and/or don't like) that it contains male/male pairings. If you don't like, click the "back" button on the top of your screen and head somewhere else. If not, you have been warned.

Summary: News has spread throught the wizarding world about strange occurances that has left witches and wizards in a state of panic, confusion and wonder. Harry and Draco who have graduated Hogwarts have become first-class aurors. It is their job to find out what has been happening... though... Draco is hiding a terrible secret that he doesn't want to reveal to anyone... until it gets worse...

Author's Notes: I am so happy to finally be starting something new! I have been so busy with work and stuff and it began to piss me off that I couldn't do anything, so here I am putting aside some time to do what I love. I hope youenjoy reading itas much as I have enjoyed writing it. Please review! Cookies to all who do!

The Murder and the Mark

He caused me pain and I want to see him suffer. I want nothing for him, but to feel the amount of pain that he caused me. I want him to experience what it feels like to be subdued to such torture and such agony. I want to watch him bleed the way he watched me bleed. I hate him! I want to see him dead!

Harry strode toward his office with the Daily Prophet folded and tucked under his arm, while his hands were occupied by holding two steaming cups of coffee, and smiling every so often as someone he knew walked by. He pressed his back into the mahogany door and pushed it open and stepped into the private office he shared with his partner. All over the room were cut out articles from the Daily Prophet and several moving pictures pinned to the walls and some strewn all over the floor and on the desks. The articles dated back to as long as two years ago and they brought back memories whenever someone looked at them. He set down one cup of coffee on his desk and threw down the paper beside it, with a fresh frown planted on his features.

"What's with the serious look, Potter?" Draco asked from the desk beside him and Harry turned and looked at his partner. "Don't tell me there's something new?" Draco asked and Harry placed the other cup of coffee in front of Draco and then handed the Daily Prophet to the blonde man in front of him.

"Read this." Harry said simply and he sat in his chair and let the coffee warm his insides and stared at Draco who unfolded the newspaper and stared at the front page.

Panic Strikes After Occurrence of Mysterious Killing Last night

At exactly 8:42 pm on the streets of muggle London, Jack Gainsborough was found dead in the middle of the street surrounded by several muggles. A woman who was walking by at the time of his death stated what she saw.

"I was just walking back home from doing a little shopping when I saw a huge flash of green light and the next time I looked, there was a man dead in the street. Then I heard people begin to scream and panic and several people began calling the police." She said.

A report done by the police (muggle aurors) confirmed that the victim did not have any bruises, incisions, or wounds of any kind showing that the wizard in question was, indeed, murdered with the Killing Curse. What reason someone had for killing Gainsborough remains unknown and the murderer is still at large, so we warn all witches and wizards to remain cautious. An auror was sent to the scene to retrieve Jack's body as well as to erase the memories of all the people who witnessed the murder. For now, aurors will be working to find the murderer and send him to Azkaban.

"There was no evidence of any kind on who the murderer is, but we are doing all we can to find him." Stated an auror who was on the scene. "Jack was a great friend of mine and worked in the Ministry and I can think of no possible explanation on why someone would want to murder him. He had a beautiful family and it was truly unfortunate that it had to be him."

Draco paused and skimmed down the rest of the article where there was a brief biography on Jack and an interview with his wife and two sons. The blonde man lifted up the coffee cup to his lips and took a sip and Harry noticed the frown forming onto his features.

"So, what do you think?" Harry asked tentatively and Draco shrugged and looked over at his raven- haired partner. "You remember Jack, don't you? We saw him a few times and he works on the floor above us in the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes." Harry continued and Draco nodded.

"Yeah, I remember him, but I think it's rather bizarre." He said and lifted the steaming cup into his hands again where he took another sip and watched Harry over the brim of his cup when he sighed and stood up

"Come on, we have a meeting with the boss and Blaise." Harry said and Draco nodded and stood up and followed the other out of their office.

The Department of Magical Law Enforcement was in a bustle as people spoke to one another and others jostled around looking for paper work and others leaving the floor by use of the lifts. This floor looked like this almost every day for the four years that Harry and Draco were aurors since they graduated Hogwarts. Truthfully Harry wasn't expecting to see Draco become an auror, but I guess everyone has a chance to change especially after the argument Draco and his father had in their seventh year. The two ex- Hogwarts students weren't exactly friends, but they formed a truce that would last and put aside their differences completely. They became partners after both of them hit first- class and became the best aurors the Ministry has ever seen.

Draco and Harry stepped through a pair of double doors and entered a large conference room where Blaise Zabini, Draco's best friend, and Remus Lupin, their boss, were waiting.

"Ah. Good to see you both." Lupin said once Harry closed the door tightly behind him, and Draco nodded his head at the comment and Harry grinned.

"Good to see you too." Harry replied and Draco slipped in the chair next to Blaise and Harry took a seat next to Lupin, leaning against the polished wooden table casually.

"Well, I'm guessing the three of you have seen today's Daily Prophet? That's the task that I want to assign the three of you. It may not seem as anything too big right now, but whoever the murderer is could become a threat in the future and that's what I want to prevent right now." Lupin said seriously and he stood up and retrieved the Daily Prophet that was lying at the end of the long table.

"Does the victim have any past records that might cause someone to make him their target?" Harry asked and Lupin shook his head sadly and sighed, sitting back in his chair.

"No, and that's the thing that raises the most questions. What was the reason for killing Jack? What did the killer get out of it?" Lupin said and a silence fell over the room, where all of them were contemplating those questions.

"Looks like we're dealing with a real bastard." Blaise said tapping his pen on the table and then leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling. "Did any of the muggles that were there during the time of the murder have anything worth hearing?" Blaise asked and Lupin pulled a piece of parchment toward him.

"Nothing that could help solve the murder. All the muggles said that they saw a flash of green light and then Jack Gainsborough was dead. We can't ask any of the muggles further questions because their memories have already been modified." Lupin sighed again and took a sip of his coffee that was sitting on the table. "Even though Voldemort may be gone, some of his Death Eaters may still be lurking about." Lupin said and Harry shook his head.

"Voldemort isn't dead… I can feel it." Harry said and he could also feel Lupin staring at him worriedly.

"Harry, you still don't believe that, do you? You have just been fighting him for so many years that it seems hard to believe. He is dead." Lupin said and Harry said nothing else on the matter, but frowned and gazed at the table, his green eyes trying to burn a whole in the table.

"So, where should we start?" Draco finally broke the silence, noticing the troubled look on the Harry's face, so he decided to move the conversation away from the subject.

"Ah, yes. Harry, Draco, you two should go to the scene of the crime first and maybe it would be a good idea to check out his house and visit his family. Blaise, I want you to go find any confidential records on Jack and any other documents on still living Death Eaters. Also, ask any other person in the Ministry if they know anything about Jack that might upset someone in particular. We'll have another meeting if we find any new news." Lupin said and everyone stood up and nodded. "You're dismissed." The three of them left the room and went back to Harry and Draco's private office to discuss the matters.

"Personally, I find it very odd. There hasn't been anything like this for a while and then suddenly there's a murder." Blaise said sitting in a spare chair and eyeing the two in front of him.

"You're right, but right now, we have nothing that could lead us to the killer." Harry said and he looked over at the wall at a picture of his godfather smiling back at him, an article on his official release pinned under it. "Any Death Eaters we know that are still alive?" Harry asked and Blaise and Draco thought about it for a minute.

"Well, let's see… Dolohov is dead. So is Rodolphus…." Blaise said.

"And Rookwood died too." Draco added.

"Yeah, I heard he was killed by Voldemort. Anyway, um… let's see… Crabbe, Goyle and Mulciber are all dead." Blaise continued counting them off on his fingers and Harry sighed and ran a weary hand through his hair.

"Are there any that are still alive? They seem to have all dead and gone to hell." Harry said and Blaise racked his brain, trying to think as hard as possible.

"Well… Avery is still alive. So, is Bellatrix Lestrange." He said and Harry thought about the names. Bellatrix was in Azkaban as far as they all knew and Avery has been missing for many months now. If it was either of them, what had caused the sudden action?

"I think Macnair is still alive as well. Though I haven't heard anything about him for about a month or two." Draco added and he leaned back in his chair and stared at the white ceiling.

"There's also your father." Blaise suddenly added and Draco sat forward and glared at Blaise from the comment.

"That bastard is NOT my father. It would have been better if he was dead." Draco said suddenly angered and he stood up and grabbed his coat and left the room, leaving two pairs of eyes staring after him confusedly.

"What the hell was that about?" Blaise asked and Harry stood up, staring oddly at the door that Draco had just left wandered out.

"Don't know, but we should get to work. We'll meet back here, whenever we get a chance." Harry said and Blaise stood up and nodded. "I'll find Malfoy." Harry said and he let out a long sigh and Blaise followed the raven- haired boy out of the office, chuckling softly to himself.

Blaise went his separate way on the opposite end of the floor and Harry spotted Draco waiting by the lift, with a pissed off look on his face. Harry walked up to stand by his partner and waited patiently for the lift, while an awkward silence hung over them.

When the gates opened and they entered the empty lift alone, Harry turned to Draco and leaned against the side of the lift.

"Hey, you okay?" Harry asked.

"Leave me alone, Potter. I don't want to talk about it. " Draco said sadly at Harry who rose an eyebrow at Draco and then frowned when he noticed the saddened expression on his features.

"I'm sorry if I upset you in any way. I just wanted to know if I could help." Harry apologized, but Draco shook his head and felt the lift jolt to a stop at the top floor. Draco walked out the lift quickly and Harry followed him feeling very confused and helpless, still thinking. I wonder what's wrong with him…

When the two men stepped out into the middle of the muggle street, Harry pulled out a slip of parchment from his pocket and looked at the address that Lupin had previously given him. He thought for a moment and looked down the streets, noticing Draco fixing his black coat over his dark blue dress shirt.

"Come on, I think it's this way." Harry said pointing down the street toward where several flashing cars and several muggles were gathered. They began walking, blending in with the other muggles on the sidewalk where some were talking about the murder that had occurred yesterday.

"Yeah, it's really unfortunate."

"I hope the police catch the murderer soon. I don't feel too safe with a killer on the loose."

"Yeah, I know what you mean."

Harry continued forward, with Draco walking silently beside him, until they approached a police officer who was blocking off the area where the murder happened.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I can't let you pass here." The policeman said and Harry straightened up and looked the man straight in the eye, looking as confident and important as possible.

"I'm sorry officer… but we're from the… crime… the Crime Investigational Unit. Very top secret." Harry said, whispering the last part in the officer's ear. Draco rose an eyebrow at what Harry was saying and seemed so surprised that Harry had come up with that lie so easily, but he was even more surprised when the policeman let them through.

"Are muggles normally that stupid?" Draco asked once they were walking away from the police officer toward the center of the roped off area.

"Yes. Nothing like what happens in our world happens here." Harry said and he rolled up the sleeves of his green dress shirt to his elbows.

"Anyone could tell you were lying." Draco said and he folded his arms over his chest walking next to Harry.

"Hey, I didn't see you trying to come up with anything, Malfoy. Besides we got in, right? So that's what matters." Harry said optimistically and Draco just chuckled and shook his head.

The two men approached the center of the area and there they saw people examining the ground for any traces of blood and other people checking the surrounding perimeters for any other types of evidence.

A woman in a uniform walked by and Harry stopped her, with Draco still looking at the area around him.

"Excuse me, but can you tell me anything significant about what happened?" Harry asked and she sighed and crossed her arms.

"No, at least nothing that we've found out. The victim just died. There were no wounds, poison or any previous sickness. There is nothing here at all that might lead to how he died or who killed him," She said waving a hand to the people who were looking around for any clues. "Right now it seems like a mystery that is impossible to figure out." She said and Harry thought over what she said and Harry turned around expecting to see Draco behind him, but noticed that the blonde man had wandered away, beyond the boundaries of the roped off area.

Harry was confused for a second, but noticed the way Draco was looking for something. He hurried over to the silver-eyed boy and skidded to a halt.

"What's wrong? Did you find something?" Harry asked when he was standing next to Draco and the blonde shrugged and peered into a tree near a small-forested area with a few trees on the side of the street.

"Hey, can you help me up? I think I see something." Draco said, pointing at the top of a really large tree. Harry nodded and cupped his hands together and Draco placed one of his feet in his hands. Holding onto Harry's shoulder, he pushed himself up and grabbed at something that was stuck in the top branches of the tree.

"What is it?" Harry asked once he let Draco down.

"A piece of parchment." Draco said and he looked at the paper and then flipped it over to see faded words scribbled out on it:

Death shall be brought, and life shall be revealed at 21 12 12.

Draco looked up from the parchment and looked at the expression on Harry's face.

"What do you think it means?" Draco asked and Harry shrugged and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I don't know. What could the numbers mean?" Harry said to himself and Draco thought about it too and shrugged. "Okay, we should go visit Jack's house." Harry said finally and Draco rolled his eyes.

"Do we have to? Can't we just go back to the Ministry?" Draco asked, pouting and bouncing on his heels a bit.

"No. Let's just get this over with. Maybe we'll find worth the time." Harry said and the blonde rolled his eyes.

"I doubt that."

A few minutes later, the two found themselves on Jack Gainsborough's doorstep, surrounded by his nicely cut grass. The raven- haired boy knocked gently on the door and the wife opened it slowly and came into view. Her dark brown hair was askew and there were tear tracks trailing from her hazel eyes.

"Um… Mrs. Gainsborough, is this a bad time? I'm sorry for interrupting anything." Harry said and she shook with a silent sob and then shook her head. "We're aurors from the Ministry and we wanted to see if you and your children were safe and wondered if we can do a quick search of the house." Harry said and she took a tissue from her pocket and began to dab at her eyes.

"Oh. Please, come in." She said and Harry and Draco stepped into the warmly decorated living room. Harry and Draco looked around the house when she disappeared from view upstairs and returned with two boys traveling behind her, a nine-year-old son and a five-year-old son. Harry frowned sadly at the thought that the children weren't able to spend more than ten years of their lives with their father.

"Kids, these gentlemen are from the Ministry… they are here to help solve the magical mystery." She said lovingly and the youngest son hurried over to Draco and took his hand looking up at him with big eyes.

"Mommy, can I help?" He asked and she nodded and smiled.

"Sure, honey." The two kids went running up the stairs yelling with excitement.

Mrs. Gansborough led them into the kitchen and she sighed heavily, suddenly looking older.

"I didn't have the heart to tell them." She said referring to the children and Harry and Draco stood by the counter as she prepared some tea. "It's probably for the best." She said and Harry smiled sadly at her.

"I think we should put up a few barriers around your house to protect you incase anything happens." Harry said and she nodded and they walked into the living room and the two of them began muttering spells and charms, filling the house with a magical aura.

When they were finished the two boys came running down the stairs, both wearing capes tied around their necks.

"We're ready to help, sir." The oldest said and the other brother nodded enthusiastically.

"Yeah, and we know lots about magic!" The other said and Harry bent down in front of them and smiled.

"And what are your names?" He asked and the nine-year-old smiled, taking a hold of his brother's hand.

"I'm Vincent and this is my brother, Edward." The oldest said and Harry smiled at them.

"I'm Harry and this is Draco." Harry said to the children, straightening up and holding out a hand to indicate his partner.

"Wow, are you brothers, too?" Edward asked and Harry smiled and shook his head.

"No. We're just friends." Harry said and he turned to the mother who was coming out with two steaming cups of tea.

"Can we look around the house a bit?" Harry said and she nodded and they took the tea and went up the stairs and began looking for anything that might explain the murder or the numbers on the parchment. Edward clutched at Draco's hand all the way up stairs and they began searching the rooms for anything they could find.

"Can you do magic? Mommy won't let us get a wand yet. She says we're still too young." Edward said sadly and Draco bent down beside him, patting his head gently.

"One day you'll get your own wand and you can go to school to learn how to do real magic." Draco said and the boy's eyes lit up.

"Really? Will you show us some magic?" Edward said excitedly and Vincent soon joined them.

"Okay, but only a little bit." Draco said and he stood up and turned to Harry with a questioning look on his face on what spell to do. Then Draco took out his wand and pointed it directly at toy that was lying on the floor. "Wingardium Leviosa." Draco muttered and the toy lifted up from the ground and hovered in the air for a while and the two boys clapped in amazement.

"One more!" They both yelled in unison and Draco sighed.

"Okay, one more."

-

The rest of the day went uneventful and the pair went back to the Ministry and worked until night fell and people began to depart to go to their homes and several other aurors came to work the night hours. Harry, Draco, and Blaise stayed and continued working as being the highest aurors and tried to figure out a solution to their current mission.

Draco leaned back in his chair and sighed dramatically before yawning hugely.

"Feeling tired? Why don't you go home?" Harry said concernedly, looking up from his desk to gaze at Draco.

"No, I'm not going to leave you alone. I'm not heartless, you know. Unlike a certain piece of shit known as my father." Draco said and he closed his eyes for a minute, enjoying the time of rest. Harry frowned and leaned back completely, turning all the way around towards Draco's direction.

"Malfoy, if you don't mind, can I ask why you hate your father so much?" Harry asked and Draco opened his mouth to respond, but at that exact moment, Blaise came bursting through the door, breathing heavily, bending over and trying to catch his breath.

"Harry, Draco, you have to come see this." Blaise said and they ran down to the lift and went up to the top floor. They ran through several doors until they were outside and Blaise pointed up into the sky.

Clearly visible in the dark skywas the Dark Mark.

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