Thank you to the four reviews last night! This chapter is in Draco's POV. When I went to upload the story last night, there was apparently a new rating of MA on the guidelines; however, I wasn't able to add it so that this is rated M. I will have adult themes in this story, including a lemon or two or three lol! Hope you guys like this chapter, and I will put a warning on the Lemon chapters so that you know.

DRACO

He closed up the store, trying to forget who had come in that afternoon. It was a shock to see those eyes after four years, to see the man belonging to those eyes. He let out a breath and counted the money in the register so he could do the papers. Owning the store wasn't anything new for the boy who was used to owning quite a lot of establishments. However, this was the only he owned all by himself. His father's investments went down the drain when he was convicted, his mother didn't care for them and so just let it happen. The depression she went through led her to a permanent residence at St. Mungos with the Longbottoms.

Draco took the money bag back to his office and put it in the safe to take to Gringotts in the morning after they opened, like he did every day. He sat in the chair at his desk and added the amount to the book so he could calculate how he did that day before walking out and shutting the lights off. He walked the short distance to the apparition point and headed home. When he landed in his living room, the blond took his shirt off and put it in the washer on the way to the bathroom, his pants soon following him. The best thing about not living at the manor and having this little space to himself was he didn't have to worry about anyone invading his space.

He took the boxers off and jumped in the shower to wash away the grime of the day, always being preferable to night showers instead of morning ones. He quickly finished his shower and wrapped a towel around him before opening the door and taking his hamper to the wash as well, starting up the load he had accumulated. If those people he used to associate with could see him now. Draco Malfoy, who not only washed his own clothes, but used a muggle washing machine to do it. He smiled to himself, knowing Pansy would be here soon. They always had dinner together and tonight was his turn. He made his way to his room and pulled on a pair of lounge pants and a tee before making his way to the kitchen and pulling out the meat he had marinating. He sat the meat on the small grill he had on one side of his stove, letting it begin while he started to chop on the veggies to go with it.

"Draco."

"Kitchen, Pansy.'

He smiled at her as she walked in, leaning against the frame. "Wine?"

She nodded and he moved to take out some glasses and the wine that he already had open.

"Smells good." She stated as he poured and handed her glass to him.

"Thanks. Just got home so we'll have a bit."

"I heard a bit of gossip today, wanna know?" She asked as she plopped on the counter next to what Draco was doing.

"Always."

"Potter broke it off with the she weasel."

Draco looked up at her. "Really? Did you hear why? I saw him today by the way."

He tried to be nonchalant about it because he knew that his friend knew that he fancied the hero for a bit while in school. She was the only one to know he was gay and then with the war and everything, no one just took the time to notice. Pansy watched her friend as he tried to fool her into thinking he was over the person that saved his life, she also knew he was full of shit.

"Admit you still fancy him, Draco."

Draco rolled his eyes and added the broccoli to the pot with the squash and zucchini to steam. "First of all, that was before the war. Second, he's straight so what does it matter."

Pansy smiled and leaned closer. "I heard she fucked around because he wouldn't touch her. Does that sound very straight to you. I mean, not that I blame him. I also happened to hear the uptight one talking with his brother from the bank. Apparently he signed them away from his vaults and the poof needed to just go away. Direct quote from the one at the bank."

Draco looked at his friend, almost forgetting to turn the steak. Why would the Weasley's call him a poof, let alone be so mean to the man. Surely Weasley wouldn't let his family do that. "Sure, whatever Pansy. I'm sure Ron Weasley just dropped Harry like that, even if he is gay."

Knowing her friend wasn't going to say anymore on that piece, she continued. "So why was he at the store?"

Draco smiled as the little boy came to his mind. "His godson's birthday. Potter bought him a training broom. If I remember correctly I think the kid belonged to Andromeda's daughter. Never met that family though, so I could be wrong."

Pansy changed the subject because she knew how much Draco would like kids and was hoping to adopt one day since he couldn't get it up long enough to make one himself. Due to this, they talked about Pansy's job, she was a Healer at St. Mungos, and about her new beau. Draco rolled his eyes as she told him about this guy. He was "the one", but Draco doubted it. Every guy Pansy fancied was "the one." He smiled to himself as he turned to get some plates down. Pansy took the glasses and the bottle to the table, filling them up a bit.

She turned and grabbed the forks while Draco brought the plates over and then they sat and ate in silence. Pansy cleaned, as per agreement. Who ever cooked didn't clean. Draco talked to her some more and then gave her a hug when she left. He turned off his lights, shut the floo for the night, locked his door, and then got into his bed. He finally fell asleep after getting his mind to finally shut off about seeing those wonderful eyes again.

He woke up to the alarm and turned it off, rolling over and stretching. He sat up in his bed and rubbed the sleep from his eyes before getting up and taking out a pair of black slacks for work. He took out his other work shirt and then put his wet clothes into the dryer since he forgot last night, thanking merlin that they weren't spoiled. He then found his shoes and slipped those on before grabbing his wand in his room and apparating to Diagon Alley.

"Hey Keith."

"Morning, Mr. Malfoy."

Keith was a kid, who was working here during the summer and on holidays to help the family with his school tuition. Draco paid him no attention as he went to gather the bag for Gringotts and then let the boy know he'd be back. He walked the streets, smiling at the other shop owners who were opening for the day. He opened the door to the massive building and walked up to the first open spot.

"Morning, Hazeldook." he smiled.

The goblin looked up and smiled. "Morning, Mr. Malfoy."

Draco handed the creature his bag and waited for the necessary paper to keep in his books at the store. When he turned he bumped into someone.

"I'm sor..Oh, nevermind."

The woman rolled her eyes, "Move, Malfoy."

Draco smirked. "Is that what you tried to tell Potter? Heard he caught you being a little whore. Mummy and Daddy need the money?"

He could see the anger rolling off the bint and moved, chuckling as he walked out of the store. He was walking down when he noticed a new store added a couple buildings from his and went to look in. It was a new bakery/cafe and his stomach reminded him he hadn't eaten. When he walked in a bell went off and a girl came out of the back with a little boy. "Teddy Lupin, on the stool and finished the muffin. Morning..Oh, Malfoy."

"You da man that help Unka Harry."

Draco smiled and waved to the tot before addressing the woman at the counter. "Do you own this?"

She nodded. "Yes, are you going to leave now?"

He could tell by the look in her eyes, she was just merely curious. "No, didn't know what was here till now. Place looks good, Granger."

"Mim, we need some more su...Malfoy."

Draco nodded. "Morning, Potter. If I order something, do I get to know how you two decided to open this place?"

Hermione nodded and Draco ordered a muffin and some camomile tea. He sat down with her and she told him that after the war, they both had been trying to figure out what they wanted to do. Hermione's parents stayed in Australia and Harry didn't want to be an auror. They decided to start a bakery. They had started in the muggle world first and then decided to mix up muggle with magic and so opened here, selling the other to someone else and using that money to open this one.

"It's quite homey, Granger. I got to get back to my worker, so thanks for the minutes."

Draco got up and as he opened the door, Hermione called for him. He stepped back in and she gave him a bag. "Some sweets. If I remember correctly, you liked sweets."

He looked at the bag and then to the woman before him. "Why? Not that I won't eat them, I will."

She blushed a bit and smiled. "Just a feeling. Besides, you didn't say one nasty thing to me, least I could do was be nice."

Draco smiled and nodded. "Alright, I told off the she weasel this morning. If what I hear is true, you may wanna warn Potter. It was about them."

Hermione nodded and he walked out the door. He didn't know what to do about that green eyed man. He had changed a bit since school, but so had he. He also understood the need to not want to fight and hunt people anymore. Harry had been groomed for that since they were all eleven and he had a chance to do what he wanted, and so he did. Draco liked hearing that Harry did something for himself, not what the wizards wanted him to. He sat the bag down on the counter in front of Keith.

"What's this, boss?"

He smiled. "The new place down the way is a bakery. They gave us some sweets."

Keith took one out and then Draco took the rest to the office. He shut the door back and then walked around, hoping to have a pretty steady day. At around lunch time they heard a ding and a little red haired boy ran in with a taller man just like him.

"Do you have som...Malfoy."

Draco rolled his eyes at the tone the voice took while Keith went to watch the boy.

"Wesley, do we have what?"

"You work, what...your money go to waste trying to keep that pathetic excuse of a rep?"

Draco leaned back on the counter and folded his arms. "Leave and don't come back if you're going to insult me. I don't need to explain to you or your spawn. How's your whore of a sister?"

He could see the heat over the man in front of him.

"Dad, they had some."

Draco watched as the boy looked down and the man took the oil needed. He sat it down and Draco let Keith ring them up. The man sneered as they left, but Draco could give two shits. He turned to Keith and smiled. "You want lunch first?"

"What does that family have against you?"

Draco rolled his eyes. "My mark, my arrogance, my need to let them know where my father told me they needed to be. I was a right little snot and I'm ashamed of a lot of what I did. Opposite side in the war didn't help."

Keith just shrugged and walked out to find some lunch. Draco leaned over the counter by the register. The lunch rush was normally not as busy because everyone always took time to enjoy their meals with family and friends. He heard the door open and looked up when he heard his name.

"Unka Harry said you needed food."

Draco smiled as Harry picked him up so he could hand Draco his sandwich. "Thank you."

"Your employee told us you were working through lunch so he could eat."

Draco shrugged. "My store so I got to take care of my workers."

"Unka Harry, can I play wit the balls?"

"He can, it's fine." Draco assured the bespeckled man, who let his godson down to play.

"Stay close, Teddy."

"His hair was blue yesterday, right?" looking at the boy who now very much resembled the man he came in with.

Harry smiled, "Metamorphagi. He got it from his mother. You do know he's related to you, right?"

Draco nodded, "I told Pansy yesterday I thought so when she mentioned you, I told her I saw you with him. She was married to Lupin, yeah?"

Harry nodded and they talked about little things like what they had been up to and how Draco came to own the store. Draco, for one, was quite proud of himself for having a civil conversation with the man he once couldn't do anything but grate his nerves. They heard the door open and Keith had came in. Harry bid a farewell and picked up Teddy after he picked up his mess before heading back to his bakery.

"Did you get on with him at school?"

Draco laughed. "That would have been easy. I wish, but no. I offered, but being the little turd I was, he declined."

The afternoon went by fast as more people came out during the rest of the daylight hours. Draco let Keith go home and then preceded to clean up after the door shut for the last time. He thought about Potter and Granger and how they were all civil to each other. It made him smile and a bit of hope to grow in him that he gave up on a long time ago. He had always heard about Harry Potter, and hated that everyone held him on some kind of soap box. Not that he didn't deserve, he did. Draco just knew he didn't like it. "This is why Pansy figured it out." he mumbled to himself and shook his head.

He had always watched the green eyed Gryffindor, knowing how much he hated the life he had, but did everything needed so he could have a life he wanted. He also vouched for Draco at the trial and what happened before Severus killed the old headmaster, which Draco didn't even know till that day. He owed Harry a lot, but hoped to gain his friendship in return. Knowing he had to get to Pansy's, the blond quickly counted his money and then added it to his books before heading to the point, apparating to his friend for what he hoped was a good meal and a few laughs as well.

And Draco's first chapter. I hope you liked this one as well. Please continue to tell me your thoughts. I already have four chapter written, including these two. When I post the fourth, I'm probably going to put up question for you to comment on in the box below to let me know some of what you guys may like to read about. Y'all's imput on the plot will help with all my little bunnies running in my head :) Please remember to leave a comment below and once again, thank you to the four you already have! :)B