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Harry slammed the newest addition of the Daily Profit down on Ron's desk, making the red head glare up at him.
"I hope you are so god damn bloody proud of yourself. Some best fucking mate you turned out to be huh? The damn paper? This is my life Ron. Not yours. You aren't ruining just Draco's life but mine too! The man can't even leave his damn flat!" Harry's face was so close to Ron's he was sure he was spitting on the man in anger.
Ron looked at the headline of the paper and smirked.
Boy Who Saved Us All Now Under Death Eaters Love Spell.
Below the headline was a photo of a surprised Draco trying to leave his house last night when he was swarmed by reporters. Draco had been running down to the corner store for some snacks. It was just after ten thirty, so he was in a pair of Harry's muggle basketball shorts and the tee shirt he had adopted out of Harry's wardrobe. The moving picture showed him looking stunned for a few moments before hurrying back inside slamming the door.
Harry hadn't even bothered to read the trash of an article. Just skimmed it for the quotes and new it had been Ron who had given the exclusive.
"Poor ferret. Can't leave his home. What a shame. " Ron rolled his eyes and pushed Harry's hands off his desk. "If you will excuse me I have work to do."
Harry swiped everything off Ron's desk in a fit of anger, paper and quills flying everywhere. " I don't give a shit if you have work to do. He had work to do too. Does that matter to you? He has a job, community service he's involved in, friends, family to visit and you took it all away because you are a bloody child. You threw a tantrum because you decided you get to pick who makes me happy. You were so worried about him betraying me and yet it was you!! You betrayed me."
Ron stood up from his desk going red. "No. I'm saving you. From that monster. He does not belong with us!! He doesn't even deserve to be outside a jail cell. How he managed with almost no punishment and a job here is beyond me. Probably blowing some important people to get what he needs. Just like he is you. You are letting him use sex to make you think you are happy. That he's a decent human. He's not. And I will have proof by the end of the week!"
Harry felt his magic surge and suddenly all the windows in the office burst making the red head drop to the floor. "It was me you arse! I spoke on his behalf. He saved my damn life, and his mother risked it all, without them we would have lost! He was never a death eater. He was a fucking child, attempting to keep himself and his mother alive. It was a war! We all did some shit we're not proud of. Fuck, I almost killed him in the bathroom. I'm guilty of stuff too. But at least he's trying to make a difference. You are just some git, getting his rocks off on ruining his life, and the one thing that is finally making me happy. "
At this point a crowd had gathered, and Kingsley had pushed in. "You know what, fuck this job and fuck you Ron." He took off his work robes and threw them on the ground and looked at the people who had gathered. All of them whispering among themselves. "I'm not under a spell. I'm happily dating Draco Malfoy and anyone who has an issue with it can find themselves buried right along with Voldemort. Please test me!"
Harry stormed out of the ministry feeling completely liberated. He didn't need this. He wasn't going to sit at a job, with the one person he wanted to wipe the floor with, when the whole reason he took the job was because Ron had been so excited to do this together.
Harry stormed through the lobby heading for the floo. If Ron wanted to play games, Harry would play them too. There was a reason the hat almost put him into Slytherin and he was about to show him why.
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Draco pushed at the bubbles in the tub lazily. Harry had left for work and he hadn't even attempted to leave his flat. The press was dying to get a glimpse. Harry had used his floo to get to the ministry earlier. Just to avoid them. He knew this was going to happen. That shit would hit the fan. He was ruining Harry's life, one piece at a time. Soon Harry would have enough, and leave him behind.
Draco heard the bathroom door open and he reached for his wand instantly, his heart pounding in his chest.
"It's just me Dray." Harry said smiling as he came in. The room smelled of eucalyptus and spearmint. Draco was clearly trying to relax and wash his anxiety away. "Can I join you?" He asked and watched the man nod.
Harry undid the button of his jeans and pulled the zipper down. He pushed them to the floor letting them pool, before kicking them off his legs. Next he bent and pulled his socks off dropping them with the pants. Next he pulled his T-shirt off and watched as Draco followed his movements. He liked that Draco watched him like that.
"See something that interests you?" Harry asked playfully.
"You know I can't get enough of you looking like that. Tall and handsome, built like a Greek god. Just doesn't seem fair that so much sexy is in one package." Draco watched as Harry's boxers hit the floor. The man walked over and Draco scooted forward so he could slip behind him. Draco leaned back into the man and closed his eyes when his strong arms wrapped around him tightly, feeling his toned chest against his back. "Why are you back so early? I thought you had and I quote 'mountains of fucking paper work' to do."
Draco hummed when he felt calloused hands run up his chest, massaging the area gently.
"I quit." Harry said letting his hands wander lower. "I walked out and came right back here." He watched the man shiver at his wandering hands.
Draco's eyes flew open and he snagged Harry's hands. "You what?! Harry, you can't just quit your job at the ministry. "
"Well, I did. I got into it with Ron and told him fuck him and that job." Harry squeezed Draco's hands tightly. "He... he's the one that told the press about us. They wrote an article that released this morning. They used a picture they got of you last night."
Draco groaned, "oh my god! I was a hot mess last night! Merlin, they must have had a field day. " Not only was he fucking up Harrys personal life, now he was fucking up his work life.
Harry let go of Draco's hands and moved them to his thighs. He loved his milky soft skin. He loved that he was smooth all over. Everything that happened... this made it all worth it. Draco made it all worth it at the end of the day.
"You, in my opinion, looked completely fuckable. Draco, I don't care about them or what they say. I'm here with you because I want to be. We can get through this. We just have to be better at Ron's game than he is. You need to turn on that Malfoy charm and parade us around looking sexy and irresistible and we will quickly be dubbed star crossed lovers on opposite ends of the war. We have to play it into a story that makes us look good. "
Draco sighed heavily letting his head fall back onto Harry. "You make it sound so easy. You really are a bloody Gryffindor. There's still the issue that the great Harry Potter, savior of our world, just quit his job at the ministry. Everyone is going to think it's my fault. I definitely can't return to work now."
"I have more than enough gold between my parents vaults, Sirius vaults and my payment from the ministry to live for sometime until I figure out what I'm doing with my life." Harry turned Draco's head so he could catch his lips in a soft kiss. "I promise you, you can't return to your job at the ministry. And if for some reason, that doesn't work for you... we open your own apothecary. You really are the best potions master in Britain. We don't have to decide this morning. So, how about we make love in this bathtub. I clean you up and take you out to lunch. Give them a story to post for tomorrow?"
Draco chuckled, "okay okay. Only because you are going to pay for it like a gentleman." Draco's skin buzzed with pleasure every where Harry's fingers touched him.
Harry smiled again, the pale man melting to his touch. "I already told you once Draco, I'm willing to give you the world."
