Hey guys it's been TOO long. I have spent plenty of time reading others fanfics and yet my list of need to read keeps growing. I rewrote this chapter a couple times, because I wanted to get it just right. I made it more physical, hopefully not in a cringy way, but a finally! way, it is still pretty fluffy. I hope you enjoy :) Happy Thanksgiving!

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Saturday:

Sunlight came streaming through Harry's bedroom windows. The room became bright and warm. Harry woke to the light shining through his lids. He slowly sat up and stretched. He groaned at how hard he was. He had never wanted to kiss Draco in his dreams before... well maybe once or twice back during their school years, but back to main problem. Harry took a shower and released his load by stroking himself. He imagined Malfoy on his knees taking in Harry's length after he had trailed kisses down his body. He felt a slight guilt for wanking off about thoughts of a colleage. The colleage that he had admitted to thinking had stormy eyes, the man with soft blonde hair that shined gold in the sunlight, toned arms, a lean torso, and long legs... Harry's cock twitched again. Harry took his time in the shower.

. . .

Draco woke Saturday to his nose itching. It was a rather odd feeling. It was almost like a feather tickling his senses. He moved his hand to remove the cause of disturbance, but the feeling left him. He calmed his breathing and tried to fall back asleep, but the feeling returned within seconds. His neck was sore and his back was in an odd position. Draco slowly opened his eyes and realized he was on his leather sofa. He felt a slight pain and dizziness in his head. He recalled what last night had been like. He saw Misty's tail before he felt it brush his face again. She was layed on top of the sofa above his head. Draco took the hangover potion on the coffee table and then gave Misty her food. He took a hasty shower before rushing off to work. He had slept in later than he would have liked. He stopped and bought coffee for Potter and him. Dan had hinted that Harry had not come yet.

Draco apperated to the Ministry and decided to take Potter's coffee to his office to surprise him. Even though Harry was Head Auror it was easy for Draco to unlock his office. The password was Harry's favorite Quidditch Team. Draco looked around Harry's office. It was more decorated than Draco's but not by much. There was an oak desk, that looked antique. It was cluttered with stacks of papers. The Ministry's standard enchanted file cabinet was in the corner of the room. A coat hanger and book case were along the wall beside it. His office was much bigger than Draco's. Behind Harry's desk were three large windows that showed the streets of bustling wizards. Harry had a few pictures of friends and a singular picture of both Serious Black and one of his parents on the closest wall to his desk. The resemblance to his parents was remarkable. There were comfortable chairs and a table with glasses across from his desk. Harry had a muggle contraption that Draco thought was a computer. He set the coffee down on Harry's desk and wrote a note beside it.

I didn't forget the whipped cream.

- Draco L. Malfoy

Draco turned, satisfied with his note, to leave. Ron was standing in the doorway and gave him a suspicious look.

"Weasley," Draco nodded in acknowledgement and made to leave. Ron blocked his path.

"Malfoy, what are you doing in Harry's office? How did you get in?" Ron eyed Malfoy. Draco rolled his eyes.

"It was easy. His password was simple and as you can see all I did was bring him coffee," Draco crossed his arms, annoyed. Ron cast a spell that would check the beverage for anything harmful. It showed clear. He read the note and his eyebrows raised as he took it suggestively.

"Listen Malfoy, I don't care if you are gay, but you had better not be playing mind games with Harry, because if you hurt him-" Ron snapped. Draco interrupted him.

"Slow down red! I am not gay. I am playing no such games. All I did was buy him a cup of coffee," He responded defensively.

"I didn't forget the whipped cream?" Ron questioned quoting Draco himself. "I saw you two last night in the bathroom. You were up close and personal in each others body space. You looked hungry as if you were going to eat Harry right up. I don't care which blokes Harry sees or doesn't but I will not allow him to be hurt by another ex-death eater, especially when we aren't even doing field work." Draco took in a breath, so Harry was gay or Bi, at least, he realized. "You got that Malfoy? I will be keeping a close eye on you tommorrow," he warned.

"Nothing is going on between Potter and me for you to be concerned about so keep your threats to yourself," Draco retorted. At the use of ex-death eater his blood began to boil. He stormed out of the office and to his own. He ignored Ron's responses. When he walked into his office the door slammed open hard, which startled Sally.

"You don't look too happy. Did something happen with dreamy eyes?" she asked.

"Not now!" Draco huffed and pulled off his coat. "Nothing is happening between us. What work do we have to do?" he asked calmer. Sally looked at him pitifully thinking he was sad that nothing was happening. Draco definately was not bothered at all that his dreams consisted of dirty, wrinkled robes the hugged tightly to perfectly tanned skin. He was not upset that the owner of such robes had eyes like emeralds that seemed to understand exactly what he felt or thought. He was not mad that it was just a dream, because if it had been real Potter would have held Draco in his strong arms and whispered loving things into his ear. He did not want that to be real at all... really. His mind began to drift and he wondered if Potter was at work yet. If so, had he found the note and coffee? Had Weasley hid them? Would Potter come see him before he did whatever with his ex-girlfriend? What was he doing with his ex-girlfriend?

"Draco!" Sally raised her voice. She had been saying his name repeatedly with no help. Draco snapped back to reality and looked at Sally confused. She smiled at his real presence. They began to go over the days agenda.

. . .

Harry skipped going to the coffee shop and headed straight to his office. He found the door open and began to feel suspicous. He calmed when he found it was just Ron lounging on one of the chairs. He spotted the coffee and thanked Ron.

"It wasn't me mate. Check the note," Ron nodded disgruntledly towards Harry's desk. Harry walked around and read the note. He smiled to himself at the inside joke. He took a sip of the coffee and found it was his favorite brew. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the taste and warmth of the beverage. He sat down across from Ron and coud not help bit smile at Malfoy's surprisingly nice gesture. Ron sighed he could tell by his friend's goofy grin that Harry was thinking of something besides the coffee and he had a strong suspician as to who it was. "So are you still bringing Malfoy tommorrow?" Ron asked even though he knew the answer. Harry nodded and tried to make his face more serious, but failed. "Okay, let's focus on work right now Malfoy later," Ron suggested. Harry cleared his mind and focused solely on the files Shacklebolt had so kindly given them.

. . .

Later that day around noon

Draco heard a knocking on his door. He ran a hand through his ungelled hair before he called for whomever to enter. Harry stepped in. His face flushed when he saw Malfoy and recalled the images from his earlier that morning.

"Potter," Draco said calmly. Harry smiled at Malfoy's cool composure. He sat down in the chair across from him.

"I got the coffee. Thank you," said Harry. Draco blushed minorly.

"It was nothing," Draco pretended like it was no big deal. Colleages got each other coffee all the time, right?

"It was a nice surprise, I was running late this morning and did not have time to stop at the coffee shop. When I stepped into my office it was sitting there with a note." Harry took a breath and steadied his eyes back on Draco's. He was listening intently. He was not fidgeting, since Sally was not in the room. Harry had his full attention. "I heard you ran into Ron this morning. I'm sorry about his welcoming comittee. Speaking of, how did you get into my office?" Harry asked after he apologized emphatically about Ron's rudeness. Draco rolled his eyes and chuckled slightly.

"C'mon Potter, people really do over estimate your powers as the boy who lived twice and savior of the world with his stupid scar. I could easily guess your favorite Quidditch team." Harry was angered at the names he was just called but he knew that the venom they were once said with had dissolved away and they were now just teasing. Harry let out a hmph and mentally noted that he needed to change the security on his office. Harry had come to say thank you and he had, but now he wanted to stay and talk.

"Where's Sally?" he asked. Draco let out a laugh.

"She's on lunch break with her husband. She'll espect me to tell her you were here," Draco responded.

"Does she really like me?" Harry asked mostly jokingly since he knew she had a husband.

"She likes to look at you. I mean who doesn't, but she honestly loves Todd and uses you more to mess with me," Draco blushed at the realization of what he had said and rushed to change the topic. "Don't you have to meet with Ginny?" Harry did not miss what Malfoy had said. He was secretly delighted Malfoy liked Harry's physical appearence, it seemed Auror training paid off.

"I'm meeting with her tonight over dinner. I will most likely be meeting her new girlfriend," said Harry. Draco was not surprised to hear Ginny had a new partner since she was so beautiful and successful, but he was just slightly caught unaware of the fact that the partner was a she. He most certainly was not bothered by it based on the openness of relationships currently.

"That's good to hear," Malfoy managed to respond. He really was guility happy that Ginny truly was Harry's EX- girlfriend. Draco hesitated to ask what he was thinking. "So what is going to happen tomorrow?" he asked. Harry laughed at Malfoy's worried face.

"Let's get some lunch. Sally's idea of break is a good one." Harry offered. He could explain to the concerned Malfoy that there was nothing to worry about. Draco agreed and collected his robes and marked his door for "on break." They made there way to the coffee shop and ordered the daily special sandwiches that came with any choice of soup. With their mouths starting to be fed Harry began to explain the plan for Sunday.

"Teddy will be at Adromenia's for the day. I can pick you up, let's say 4, and we'll head to the burrow. Molly will be making dinner and might or might not want help. Bill and Fleur, Neville and Luna, Ron and 'Mione, plus Gin and Alex will be there I know for sure. We'll eat and Gin and Ron have something planned for afterwards. Bill and Fleur won't be able to stay the whole time. Then I can take you back home" Harry elaborated. Draco inwardly groaned at the number of Weasley's that would be there and also the fact that he and Harry were the only singles he heard listed that would be going.

"Am I really welcomed to go?" Malfoy asked after a gulp of his drink. Harry knew Malfoy would be hesistant, so he quickly assured him.

"I would not have invited you if I felt you weren't," Harry said coolly. That response led Draco to ask another question.

"Why did you invite me instead of say Penny or another girl, with your status you could have any lady off the street, I mean you would even have Sally, why would you pick me instead, with the past I've had with you and your friends?" Draco really needed to know the answer. Harry took a moment to come up with an honest response. After a pause he responded.

"Because we are adults now and the past is in the past. I don't want to go with someone as a couple and you never fail to keep my attention or bore me," he said truthfully. Draco was happy with Potter's response. It actually made him blush inside. They continued to eat and talk about things like work and Teddy before they walked back to the Ministry and conintued the to work there seperately for the rest of the day.