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'Yess!! Yes!! I got him! Yes!'

If only he didn't wear a mask, surely his radiant and happy face would be shown to the world. And that would not do, for the people around him would surely look at him weirdly. After all, he had an image to uphold as one of Death Eater's superiors. So with such a heavy heart, his gleeful expression was perfectly hidden though inside he was doing some happy dance.

Harry glanced over his shoulder and looked at Draco, and once again his mind squealed like a fangir-..erm fanboys. He just couldn't help but keep looking at him.

'He's sooo handsome.' Harry sighed. 'Oh, perhaps I can make him walk next to me! He's my assistant, right? I'm his boss! I can just order him for everything!!' he cackled inwardly.

He turned around and glared his best at Draco.

"Oi…," Harry called out in his attempt to sound haughty. "You're really slow, you old man! Come walk beside me or else you'll get lost."

He saw Draco raised his eyebrows at first but complied with a "hn". Harry rolled his eyes.

"You may be blond, but, you're definitely a Teme!" Harry muttered, yet he stole a quick shy glance to a tall man beside him. 'And more handsome up close!' he added silently.

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Draco sighed. He couldn't decide whether to be happy or be insulted to be a slave of a child. 'And what a weird child too,' Draco thought. Internally he frowned. He didn't miss all the glances thrown by the kid and those strange look. He just couldn't decipher what's inside the kid's mind for he couldn't see the kid's expression.

Of course, being involved as an undercover agent and did numerous top secret missions, he had ever heard the reputation of Neko. Neko was always mentioned as a skilled assassin, the name often rolled out from many tongues with fears and frustrations. Be it in interrogation or conference rooms, the name was classified in top class information. Yet for so long, none ever added to its file except its track record of murders. No picture, no age, no name, no sex, or other else.

But now, right in front of him, there was a person, a small person with a kitten on top its head, who claimed the title. And he was… baffled.

His thoughts was stopped, however, because said person suddenly turn around and glared at him.

"Oi, you're really slow, you old man! Come walk beside me or else you'll get lost!" the kid ordered haughtily.

Draco raised his eyebrows, but complied with a grunt nonetheless. He gave a long stride and in a matter of second he walked side by side with Neko. He heard the kid muttered something he couldn't decipher.

'There's just no way this kid is Neko,' Draco shouted in denial after once again he caught a strange glance from this kid. 'Neko is supposedly fearsome and intimidating, but this kid is weird and… midget. What harm could he possibly done?'

And Draco looked more closely. He saw the kid still keep stealing glances. And times and times again his wrist brushed the the kid's arm. Draco smirked when the kid walked with head held high, yet he noticed the tip of the kid's ear somehow colored. In addition to that, his outfit and the fact that a kitten settled tamely on its head gave a new meaning of strangeness

'Scratch weird, this kid is mental!' Draco resisted the urge to chuckle. 'Oh, well, we'll know later if it's a real Neko or not. Who knows, perhaps I can get more information by babysitting him. After all, a kid is just a kid. They tend to babble around.'

Draco scrutinized the kid again. 'And this kid couldn't be more strange than any other Death Eaters, at least the kid is clean and neat.'

Then Draco decided, that maybe working under the fake (he refused to believe otherwise) Neko wouldn't be so bad. All the while, he tried to ignore yet another quick glance which made him self-conscious.

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To say that Draco was stunned was an understatement. His jaw would be touching the floor if not for his sense of decorum. 'A Malfoy never fool himself.' The voice of his father echoed in his head.

He looked to his side, where the kid stood with bowing head and hands clasped behind. 'Typical a child who found guilty,' Draco narrowed his eyes. Gone was the child with haughty manner.

'Back to the matter at hand,' Draco sighed. "This is your room?"

Said Neko nodded, still bowing its head shamefully. "I know it's a little bit messy," Neko said in small voice and the kitten mewled as if agreeing with its owner.

'A little? You call this a little?' Draco winced and shook his head at the scenery before him. Piles of what seemed to be dirty clothes, empty scattered cups of instant noodles, untidy bed, messy placed CDs, and the list was still going on and on that Draco wished he wouldn't know.

Draco groaned thinking the tough works on days ahead of him.

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Harry unconsciously nibbled on his lower lip. He forgot that he left his room in a messy state. Not that he ever remembered his room to be neat actually. But that's beside the point. He was embarrassed, showing his messy room to his teme.

'But I didn't know that he would be here,' Harry thought defensively.

Harry was still lost in his thought when he finally noticed a soft tap on his shoulder. He looked up and green eyes met grey. And Harry could feel his cheeks heated but he couldn't look away. Then he saw Draco smirked and he tried to glare.

"What?!?" Harry demanded childishly.

"Your ears…they're pink," Draco answered still with an annoying smirk.

Hastily, Harry covered both of his ears for he knew his blush was deepened. But then a loud laugh still could reach his covered ears.

He turned and looked at the source of the laugh, and he narrowed his eyes at his older brother who stood behind him with his henchmen. He put his hands on his hips and stomped his foot.

"Shut up, Blaise!" Harry whined angrily.

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"I see that you already gave the new boy a shock," Blaise Zabini commented good naturedly at Neko. Blaise gave a sign and his guards left him and he turned to Draco. "What's your name?"

"Theodore Nott," replied Draco smoothly.

"Ah, Theo then…" decided Blaise. "I give you good luck living with Neko here. I think you will have a very tedious work ahead."

"I figure as much," Draco said resignedly, still watching the interaction closely.

Blaise gave a pitying look at Draco at first but then his eyes suddenly widened as if a realization dawned upon him. Draco was instinctively guarded at the sudden change of expression. To his surprise, Blaise smirked teasingly at Neko and Draco was reassured that the blush was back to the kid's face due to its pink ears.

"Ah I see now, Neko," Blaise teased knowingly. "Definitely a Sasuke material."

A suspicion arose in Draco's mind as he stored the new 'information' in his brain. He would look for it later. 'Perhaps 'Sasuke' is some kind of secret code,' he wondered.

"Hmph, none of your business, Blaise," the sulk could be heard in Neko's voice and the kitten hissed lowly.

Blaise rolled his eyes and was about to leave when suddenly a pair of hand stretched out from behind him and quickly snatched the little kitten from Neko's head.

Neko screeched out of shock, the kitten mewled in surprise, Draco grabbed Neko's shoulder and Blaise spun wildly with a glare. There behind them stood Alecto Carrows with narrowed eyes that swore malice and her hand gripped the little kitten's neck menacingly.

"Neko, sweetie. Would you kindly give back my cutie little pie?" her sugary voice promised none of sweet acts. "Or else…"

"Give back my neko-chan!" Neko yelled. At this Draco grew more confused, 'Isn't the kid neko? Actually, which one is neko? The kid or the kitten?'

"Alecto, give the kitten back," Blaise ordered in low, authoritative voice.

"Oh dear. Wouldn't it be a fair trade?" Alecto said, disregarding Blaise order. "I get my handsome little man over there," Draco masked his disgust as he realized he was the one Alecto nicknamed 'cutie little pie', "and you get back your kitten."

"No! They both are mine!" Denied Neko stubbornly with heated glare.

Both the woman and the kid shared a furious glare, none was about to back down. And somehow, Draco couldn't help but feel like he was trapped in a soap drama.

And as if agreeing with him, the little kitten mewled pitifully.

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