Scorpius closed the door after his father's departure. He couldn't explain his happiness that his father finally had been offered a job deserving of his talents. For as long as Scorpius had known, his father had been in and out of jobs. Sometimes because they were just temporary and other times because they discovered he had once been a Death Eater. Although his father never said it, he knew how much it affected him. He could see it in his eyes. The disappointment. The shame. His father was a proud man and not having a proper job knocked that pride.

He looked around and Albus lay on the bed, shirtless and with a cocky smile. Scorpius smirked back and climbed back on the bed next to him.

Scorpius wasn't surprised that he and Albus were still together. After his mother died and they had that rough patch, they were more in love than ever. Being with Albus was addictive and yet comfortable at the same time. Scorpius didn't know where the time had gone. Scorpius had never been able to commit to someone before. Friends, girlfriends, boyfriends, he always seemed to decide that he preferred solitude. He thought it would take him a long time to find anyone he would ever feel this way about. But Albus walked into his life and changed it for the better. Albus was the one.

"Is your dad okay?" Albus asked, "That wasn't the most ideal time for him to knock on your door."

Scorpius crawled over and kissed Albus' shoulder, running his fingers over Albus' stomach, "Let's face it, we fuck a lot, I'm surprised no one has walked in on us before."

"Mm, that's true. What did he want?"

"Oh, he got a job. A permanent job," Scorpius said excitedly, "It's at the dragon reserve as well!"

"Oh…" Albus face was a picture of surprise, "T-that's great."

Scorpius frowned at his boyfriend, "What? What's wrong?"

"I just…" Albus sighed, "I was kind of looking forward to being away from our families… y'know, starting our own life. Just the two of us."

"It still will be like that," Scorpius rolled over so he was lying half on top of Albus. He stroked the Potter's hair, catching those green, piercing eyes he had fallen so in love with, "My father has waited so long to find a job like this. To be accepted into a real and prestigious job. He deserves it. He needs this as much as you do, perhaps even more."

Albus smiled softly, "You're right, I'm sorry," he craned his neck upwards to claim a kiss, "Your dad does deserve it. I just… he's great and everything but your dad… scares me a little."

Scorpius quirked an eyebrow and then laughed, "He likes you."

Albus scoffed, "Really?"

"Really. Though, not as much as I like you."

Scorpius kissed Albus passionately, and they both forgot about everything else.

A week went by and Draco was leaving for Romania. He stood outside Malfoy Manor with Teddy and Scorpius, looking at the portkey shaped like an old radio. Draco had to admit, he was excited. Not only was he finally starting a job he could possibly love but it was one that wouldn't be taken away from him because of his past. This was more valuable to Draco than anything. Except for Scorpius, of course. Scorpius was the most valuable thing in his life.

Draco stepped towards Teddy smiling. His cousin hugged him tightly, "Don't get killed by any dragons, alright?"

Draco chuckled, "I'll try my hardest."

Draco separated from Teddy and turned towards his son. Scorpius had the brightest smile and came forward, almost throwing himself at Draco. Draco staggered back for a moment, before also smiling and hugging his son back.

"I'm so happy for you, father," Scorpius whispered, "And I'm so glad you'll be in Romania when I get there. Truly, I am so happy you'll be there."

"I am too. I am so happy."

Scorpius pulled away, still smiling at Draco, "I'll see you soon."

Draco stepped towards the radio. He looked back at Teddy and Scorpius before looking up at Malfoy Manor. He grabbed the radio before he could begin to regret it.

The Malfoy gracefully drifted from the sky and landed on the greenest grass he had ever seen. He was hit by a wave of heat. He knew it was a great deal hotter in Romania during the summer than England, but he hadn't been expecting quite this.

Draco glanced around and he saw a woman standing there. She grinned at him and came forward, holding out her hand. Draco accepted it welcomingly.

"Mr Malfoy. It's nice to meet you, I'm Cassie Fortesque."

The woman had mousy blond hair which was unbelievably curly. Her eyes were green and her skin was slightly tanned. She wore baggy jeans and a white shirt. She didn't seem like the type

of woman who cared that much for her appearance, yet she was still striking. Draco recognised the name, Fortesque. She must be related to the owner of that ice-cream shop that used to be in Diagon Alley. Draco never knew what happened to that shop.

"It's nice to meet you too. Thank you for coming to meet me."

"It's a pleasure, I'm glad you accepted my offer."

Draco was surprised for a moment. He assumed Cassie was just coming to meet him, he didn't realise she was the one who hired him. It would mean she was the head of the reserve.

"I know, a little young to be the head of the reserve?" Cassie laughed, tilting her head for Draco to follow. They began to walk towards a narrow pathway next to a large forest, "I get that a lot. I've been here since I was eighteen though. I was the assistant to the previous head. And… it turned out he hired me because he saw something in me."

"That's amazing," Draco said genuinely.

"I was lucky. I admit. I've heard you haven't been so lucky with employment."

Draco flushed and pressed his lips closely together, "No, I haven't."

"Don't worry," Cassie smiled warmly, "We're all quite open here, it's just what it's like. We all need to trust each other in such a job. I wasn't trying to interrogate you. You don't have to talk about anything you don't want to."

"No it's no problem… a lot of people have judged me because of my past. It's not unjustified… it just means I have had problems with finding jobs before."

"The past is the past, right?"

Draco couldn't help but grin. This was the first time he had ever heard something like this from an employer, "Yes."

Eventually, they reached a large wooden building. It was quite spectacular with carved wooden sculptures decorating every staircase and crevice. It had a warm atmosphere, a comforting atmosphere. Everybody was walking with another, not one person walked alone.

After walking down a winding corridor, they finally got to the potions laboratory. If Draco was honest, it was a mess. There were potions vials everywhere, some smashed, the rest dirty or half full. It immediately bothered Draco, he liked everything in order.

"Yeah I know, the last potions master was a messy guy," Cassie said.

They sat down at the desk and Cassie began to go through what Draco would have to do. She told him that the potions would not only be for the dragons, but for the tamers as well. The dragons needed them for health purposes as well as strength and growth. She said the tamers needed protective potions and healing potions.

"I think you'll be perfect for the job. You have a lot of experience and we need someone of your maturity. I'll warn you, it's a hard job. Every job here is hard. Every dragon is different and it'll throw something different at you every day. But I think you're perfect for this job."

"I'm sorry… I don't mean to sound ungrateful. I'm very grateful for this. But I thought you would… interview me? Ask questions?"

Cassie nodded in agreement, "I understand why you would ask that. But, someone I trust recommended you. And you have amazing credentials. I get a good impression from you. I don't need to know anything more."

Draco chuckled and said, "I'm not going to argue."

Suddenly, Draco heard the door go and his head shot around to see who it was. His eyes widened ever so slightly when he saw Charlie Weasley standing there. His eyes scanned the red head's body, admiring his rugged appearance.

"Ah, Charlie. Show Draco his cottage, will you?" Cassie asked, her eyebrows raised.

Draco looked between the two, noticing that they seemed very comfortable around each other. He frowned, as they seemed like they were sharing a private joke or something. Draco's pursed his lips.

"Yeah sure, come on blondie," Charlie said casually.

Draco rolled his eyes and turned back to Cassie, "Thank you so much for this Miss Fortesque."

"Thank you for taking this job. We're happy to have you. And please, call me Cassie."

Draco smiled at Cassie as he walked out of the room. Charlie grinned at him as Draco strode through the doorway, past the Weasley. He began to walk down the corridor when Charlie's voice stopped him.

"Do you know your way then, blondie?"

Draco glared at Charlie but Charlie's grin began to make him smile, "Lead on then."

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