Draco nearly hit himself when the door fell shut behind him. He had forgot to ask Potter about watching that stupid film with Teddy. He stormed back into Potter's office and grinned at Potter's expression.

"I forgot to ask you about something" Draco stated and felt his grin strech wider when Potter's eyes seemed to be about to pop out of his head. "Teddy asked me to watch a film with him tonight," he scowled, "can I come?" It was worht it. The look on Potter's face made it all worth it. It was worth swallowing his pride just to see that expression. Potter was practically gaping! "What, Potter? Did you loose your brain when I left?" Draco grinned evilly.

"Of course you can come" Potter said, after a moment's hesitation.

"Good, I'll be around six o'clock then?" Draco asked while walking towards the doors for the second time in two minutes.

"Uhm… yeah, sure"

oo0oo

Harry had just finished cooking when the doorbell rang. He only faintly heard Mrs. Black's screams because they were muffled by the Ever-Holding-Curtains Gorge had put up for Harry. When the screams stopped Harry turned around to see Teddy stroll into the kitchen with a slightly startled Malfoy in tow. Harry grinned and started Levitating plates and cutlery to the kitchen table. Soon enough they were eating a delicious chicken, with fries and broccoli. At least Malfoy couldn't complain about his cooking skills.

They would have eaten in awkward silence if Teddy hadn't babbled non-stop. Harry had had to threaten to put a Silencing Charm on him just to get him to eat something. Malfoy seemed grateful for the intervention and a ghost of a smile fluttered over his lips when he cought Harry's gaze. Harry grinned back before looking awkwardly away and onto his plate.

When Malfoy put his fork down and leaned back in his chair, Teddy immediately grabbed his hand and pulled him from the kitchen and probably into the living room where the TV stood. Harry slightly shook his head and grinned. It was going to be a long night for poor Malfoy. His smile widened at the thought and he hurried to clean up before going to save Malfoy from the overly-exited, green-haired kid.

Malfoy and Teddy were comfortably cradled up in Harry's armchair in front of the TV. Teddy was in Malfoy's lab, trying to start the movie with the remote. Harry was stunned. Had Malfoy really changed that much? Harry stepped into the living room and took the remote control away from Teddy so he could press play for him. The movie started and Harry settled himself lazily on the couch before letting himself drift off to sleep. He'd seen this filmhundreds of times and he was really tired.

oo0oo

Draco stared in disbelief when he figured out Harry's intentions. Was the prat just going to sleep through this nightmare? I'll just have to make the best out of this, he thought and shifted a little to increase his comfyness. The film started on sweet African tones. Letters formed on the screen, Lion King, what an odd name, Draco sneered and held Teddy more firmly. Stupid muggle technology!

When the film was over, Teddy was fast asleep. Draco though was wide awake. This film-watching had been surprisingly entertaining. Draco had really felt sorry for the lions and he was amazed how powerful and majestic the ending had been. But now he found himself in a pretty awkward situation. Teddy was asleep on top of him and Potter was snoring on the couch. Draco decided to take Teddy upstairs and tug him in before leaving. He stood up with Teddy already scooped up in his arms and walked up the stairs. He gently laid the boy down onto the bed and pulled the covers over him. When Teddy looked comfortable enough Draco stood back to take in the sight of the sleeping boy, which hair was turning platinum blond. Draco was flattered, the boy seemed to care deeply for him. He felt a twinge of peace in his heart as he sneaked back down the stairs. He paused in the doorway to the living room before proceeding to get his wand that had fallen out of his pocket during the film and was now sticking out from the armchair. To Draco's horror Potter stirred and sat up, blinking rapidly as if trying to focus on his surroundings. Potter's gaze flittered to Draco and confusion was the only thing Draco could read from it.

"Uhummm… Teddy fell asleep so I… uhm… tugged him in", Draco stammered like a nervous girl on her first day at school.

"…right, thanks. I must've slept through the whole film, right?" Potter asked as he stood up, swaying slightly to the left in dizziness.

"Yes, actually, you did." Draco felt his lips curl up in a sneer and he was unable to stop it. "You kinda'… left me on my own there," he said and folded his hands.

"Yeah, sorry about that," Potter said and ran a hand through his hair so it looked like a raven's nest. "It's just that I've seen this film at least a hundred times before. Teddy adores it. You must be very special for him or he would've never invited you over to see that exact film." Potter smiled and turned around to adjust the pillows. Draco couldn't look away, the man was gorgeous and Draco couldn't do anything about it. Damn it, I'm attracted to Harry Potter! Draco wanted to scream in frustration and kick something, really hard, but he hid it carefully under his expressionless mask. When Potter faced him again Draco had to clench his fists to maintain expressionless and thankfully Potter didn't seem to notice.

"So… are you going to meet me here tomorrow morning?" Potter asked. He looked very uncomfortable, which made everything a lot easier for Draco.

"Yes of course," Draco said politely and professionally, "I'd better go, to catch a few hours of sleep before then". Potter seemed to be grateful of the formality of Draco's speech and nodded with a bit more confidence shining out of his ever-so-green eyes. Draco backed out of the living room and walked to the front door with Potter trailing awkwardly behind him. When he retched the door he turned around to Potter's obvious surprise before saying "Potter", in a formal dismissal-tone before opening the door. He walked two steps down the pavement before Apparating to Malfoy Manor.

oo0oo

Harry had just finished eating breakfast when Malfoy showed up on his doorstep. Harry invited him to sit down while he made sure Teddy was asleep. Since it was Saturday Teddy would probably sleep until noon. He strengthened the wards around Teddy's room and went down again to find Malfoy looking utterly bored.

"Sorry about that," Harry said and brushed a hand through his hair in an awkward gesture. He then clenched his fist in his hair when he realized he'd forgotten his gun, again. Harry moaned and summoned his gun. Malfoy looked mildly interested when he spotted the gun soaring towards Harry.

"It's a gun," Harry explained when he strapped it to his belt. He wasn't wearing robes but he had a wandholder strapped on his arm. Malfoy, on the other hand, was wearing deep green robes. That probably wouldn't work since they were investigating muggles.

"You'll get a lot of attention wearing those robes"

"I always get attention whatever I wear," Malfoy said and shrugged.

"Eh… right, but I meant that since we are going to investigate muggle criminal activity we shouldn't dress like this," he jerked his head to Malfoy's robes, "it'll freak 'em out."

"But I don't own any muggle clothing," Malfoy said and scowled. He probably didn't think of the clothes he had worn when he'd visited Harry at work as 'muggle clothing'. They had been pretty fancy, Harry thought.

"But I do, aren't we roughly the same size?" Harry asked and measured Malfoy with his eyes.

"I'm certainly not wearing your clothes!"

"Why not?" Harry demanded.

"Because. Malfoys don't borrow clothing," Malfoy said as-a-matter-of-factly.

"You're dropping out then?"

"No, I… I'll… Oh, just get on with it, give me some clothes then!" Malfoy spat out eventually.

Harry hurried upstairs to find Malfoy some clothes with a smug grin on his face. He was careful not to let Malfoy see it, though.

oo0oo

When Draco was dressed in Potter's muggle clothes, he went to look at his reflection in the next mirror. He looked nice, then again, he always looked nice. He was clad in dark jeans, Potter called them, and a light shirt. Over the shirt hung an unzipped dark-blue sweater.

He'd been admiring his reflection when he heard it. A very loud beep and then silence before a song erupted from, it seemed, Potter's pocket. Draco pulled out his wand and swept around, eyes and ears alert for more sounds or movements. He'd expect Potter to looked alarmed but he seemed to be alarmed only by Draco's reactions. Then Potter fished something out of his pocket and suddenly the noise stopped.

"Hello", Potter said to Draco's bewilderment.

"What the fuck, Potter!"

"Shut up," Potter hissed at him before continuing, "yes? Of course… very good… I'll call you if I find anything out... Yes… OK… I'll see you later, bye". Draco just stood there, eyes wide, wand in hand, and jaws on the floor. He was probably drooling to. Potter took a deep breath, like he was steadying himself before speaking in a forced voice. "This," he held out a small object, "is a cell phone. I can contact people with it and when someone is trying to contact me it starts ringing." He said it like it was the simplest thing in the world. A smile started braking through Potter's forced expression and he chuckled. "Being scared of a cell phone, that's a good one…" Then he started laughing in earnest. Potter nearly collapsed on the floor, and probably would have if he hadn't been standing in the doorway. He laughed until tears formed in his eyes and soon he was sobbing with laughter. The sound was beautiful but Draco was too shocked to enjoy it. Then his shock started forming into irritation.

"Fine, a cell phone. Really funny!" He spat and stalked pass Potter and out of the house without a back glance.

"Wait, Malfoy", Potter called after him, still fighting laughter.

"WHAT NOW!" Draco yelled and turned swiftly around to find Potter's face just inches away from his. He didn't back away though.

"Er… we aren't going to Apparate to our destination", Potter said and finally stopped laughing. An awkward silence followed his statement since neither of them were going to back away.

"How are we going to reach our destination then?" Draco asked, his voice almost a whisper, just to break the uncomfortable silence.

"We're going in this one," Potter said as he stepped away and flicked his wand to reveal a sleek and shiny black car.

"Not a chance in the world!"

AN: YAY! Finally a new chapter! :D I've been so lazy recently and crazy busy with school. I'm really sorry for the holdup. Sooooo, did you like this chapter? How is my vocabulary? Please let me know what you think of it and leave me a review. Pretty please! *blinks eyes in a pleading manner*

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