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Chapter 1: The New Mission

The first rays of sunlight lit up the dark sky. The white and puffy beautiful clouds, bidding adieu to the serene darkness of the night, welcomed the golden light of the blessed sun. The chirping of birds and crickets, as they happily went about their way on this lovely morning, could be heard. Already, a pleasantly cool breeze had started to blow, swaying in its rhythm, the grass, leaves on the trees and the flexible bodies of the innumerable plants making up the gardens of the Malfoy Manor. The scene was as if painted by an artist who knew nature and loved it and had tried to capture its beauty on a canvas and had been extremely successful in his task…

But, perhaps unfortunately, this was not a painting. The beautiful morning was all but lost upon the only heir of the vast estates belonging to the Malfoys. Yes! None other than Draco Malfoy…

The sunrays hit his face gently, lighting it up, as if prodding him to wake up now and start his routine, like his mother would in a few minutes. Instead of getting up like he should've, all he did was mutter a few curses under his breath to the 'bloody stupid sun' and grab a pillow from his side and put it on his head. Yeah, Draco Malfoy was not a morning person…

Unbeknownst to the boy who was trying to evade the inevitable sun, his mother had been standing at the door of his bedroom, watching his antics with a smile on her face. She knew her son too well to think that he would get up himself. She very well knew, had it not been for her, Draco would've been suspended from his auror duties, long time back, owing to his punctuality and inability to wake up in the morning.

She walked over to his bedside, and , though Draco knew of her presence, he did not acknowledge her, owing to his bad relation with the sun. All he did was press the pillow harder over his head.

"Get up son! Draco, its time, now, c'mon, wake up!" Narcissa Malfoy prodded her son with her long dainty fingers. All reaction she got was a shrug of his shoulders. She merely smiled and attempted to take off the pillow from his head but Draco latched on to it as tight as he could.

"If you don't wake up this instant Draco Malfoy, I'm going to pour icy cold water on your head. Believe me son, even though I love you, it would give me immense pleasure to start my day with a hearty laugh at your hapless disposition and hurt pride…"

"You wouldn't dare mum…" came the muffled reply from under the pillow.

All she did was smile sweetly at her son and brought out her wand from the confines of her elegant robes and with a quick spell, had her son doused in icy cold water, sitting upright on his soft bed and gaping at his lightly giggling mother.

"H-how could y-you! Mother, I'm your own b-blesh and flood, I-I mean flesh and blood!" Draco stuttered, partly from shock and partly from the cold! And, this shock was giving way to indignation when he saw his mother now fully laughing at his stutters…

"I warned you before! Not my fault if you don't take your mother's threats seriously enough! Seriously son, don't forget I'm your aunt Bella's blood sister! Now get ready quickly, me and your father are waiting for you at breakfast table."

Saying this, she glided gracefully out of the bedroom, leaving a totally soaked and irritated Draco behind. As soon as he got back the feeling in his frozen limbs, he got off his bed and went to the bathroom and proceeded with his toilette, grumbling and muttering under his breath…

Needless to say, such was an everyday scene in the morning in this particular room in the Malfoy Manor, though the methods of waking changed every day. Not once was a method ever repeated. Once, Draco had found himself in a bath tub full of bubble bath and yellow rubber ducks in his bathroom as soon as he opened his eyes when he had refused to wake up. Another time, he had found painful boils on his face which had been removed by his maniacally laughing mother as soon as he was awake as he rushed to look at his face in the mirror. His face came before anything else. One memorable morning, his mother had placed a horrible dream charm on him and he had dreamed that he was trapped in a room full of frogs and crocodiles and pigs(?) and had jolted awake, not able to take any more of the nightmare sort torture. But still, Draco had to give her credit; his mother surely was very creative!

Dressed and ready in his immaculate auror robes, Draco went down to the dining room of his home to find his mother and father engaged in a conversation. They looked up as he seated himself to the right of his father, opposite to his mother who passed him various dishes of breakfast and he took them willingly.

"So son, how's the work going? Any new missions you've got?" Lucius Malfoy asked his son who was gulping down a glass of cold milk shake hungrily.

"Yes father! A new mission is to be assigned to us today. Potter again as my partner. Can't get rid of him. But still, it is a big case but the details have not been given yet."

"How do you know it's a big one?"

"First of all, it's been hushed up among the others. Other than the aurors, no one is aware that a case has been made on those incidences…"

"What incidences?"

"Sorry father, not supposed to talk in front of civilians!" Draco grinned at his father, enjoying that there was something he knew and his father didn't!

"Don't worry kid; you're not holding anything over me. I already know… Just wanted to see whether you did!"

That wiped the grin of his face like stinksap.

"Whatever!"

"Now son, be serious! Have you any idea about who is behind those attacks…"

"I don't know father. As I said before, we get the details today…"

"That means you better finish off you breakfast and be on your way. C'mon Draco, eat up and Lucius, kindly finish up your breakfast. You are going to accompany me to the art gallery auction today. Be quick or we all are going to be late." His mother cut in smoothly, ceasing the conversation between his father and himself. It was amazing how everyone listened to that frail and helpless looking gorgeous woman but those who had seen her bad side, were always too happy to comply! Draco admired her for the effect her words had on everyone around her and he also realized that she was right and he finished his breakfast with gusto.

He got up and kissing his mother goodbye on the cheek and nodding at his father he went out the door and apparated to the ministry of magic, auror section.

Draco popped into the auror section of the ministry, only to find Harry waiting for him, a slight sowl on his face, sitting on the spindly chair with his feet propped on the small desk in front of it. This was the entrance of the auror section.

"Late again Malfoy!"

"Have I ever been exactly on time before Potter?"

"No!"

"So why did you expect it today?"

"Malfoy, we are gonna get assigned to a new mission. The new mission! You still don't give a damn do you?"

"I do Potter!"

"Doesn't seem like it! I have to cover for you every time you are late. This is the fifth time I have told Smith that you rushed off to the men's washroom. The poor guy must think you have a bad case of diarrhea…" Harry replied in a smooth voice and got up from the chair in a single fluid motion and walked towards the meeting room with a shocked and speechless Draco behind him…

When he didn't hear any footsteps following him, he looked back at his murderous looking partner. "What now Malfoy?" He exclaimed in a frustrated voice…

"Potter, I do not have diarrhea!"

"Whatever, but move quickly, they are waiting in there for us. Moreover, some new freshly trained aurors are joining us today. Of course we will be their seniors. Us and the others have to train them in various fields… Heard this rumor yesterday."

"Seriously? Whatever, let's go now, then."

They walked into the Meeting Room, a big chamber which resembled slightly, the classrooms of Hogwarts minus the desks, what with the dull décor and the serious atmosphere which never seemed to leave that particular room. Draco was positive that it was cursed to look as dull and boring as it could to make sure that so would be its inhabitants...

Atmosphere of the room aside, it was the room which had lead to the formation of plans which had foiled a huge number of the most complicated crimes of the wizarding world and had twice saved the non magical world from devastating attacks from the fanatics of the magical community, earlier, under the able and reassuring guidance of Kingsley Shacklebolt, and now under William Smith, the present head auror.

Draco believed that if Smith had been a little emotional and a bit sensitive, he would've gotten a family but the only thing that Smith loved was his job. The only thing he had married and would ever was his profession and the thing he would die for would be his missions. This passion and hard work had brought him to the top position and he was the most respected auror only after their present minister, Kingsley Shacklebolt.

Pity the warm respect had not rubbed off on his sharp tongue and no nonsense attitude…

"Late again Malfoy! Do something about your diarrhea boy!" He shot as soon as they entered the room and made their way to their seats a few seats away from their boss at the long table.

Draco gaped as Harry shot him an I-told-you-so look…

"I do not have diarrhea sir!"

"What is it then? Morning sickness?"

Draco would've been highly embarrassed if anyone other than his boss and the snickering idiot sitting opposite him would've heard that comment. But, he was used to Smith's tongue and knew better than to reply to any of his taunts. 

He sat down as gracefully as he could, after being brought down, back to earth from the high and mighty position he held himself in.

"We are waiting for the rest of the aurors to assemble but I called you both before anyone else to talk about the new mission I had told you both about earlier. Yes, the answer to your question is that the attacks have increased in number" he added, seeing the question in both of their eyes, "and after looking through the people attacked, I noticed that they are related to old members of the order of the phoenix."

"Attack on the order members, now! But the war is over!"

"Apparently Potter, some people find it hard to let go of their old prejudices and beliefs. They think that perhaps wreaking havoc and vengeance would be enough to unite the people who still believe the same ideology as the Dark lord had. But, the attacks are not by immature teenagers. The method of attacks is very organized. Though only two people have died due to these 15 something attacks, they are by no way amateurs."

"But sir, it concerns Potter, I understand… Why did you call the both of us?"

"Because Malfoy, both of you are going to head the team which is going to be working over these attacks."

Draco was excited! And by the looks on his face, so was Potter. The thrill of a dangerous assignment was enough for him to bring himself in his most efficient and sharp mode. He was sure he would not disappoint Smith. Though Draco would never say it aloud, he admired the guy and was always ecstatic when he got his appreciation.

"Just the two of us?"

"Oh no Potter! You both will head the team, and that means, no spats between the two of you! If I so much as get a hint that you had been quarrelling, I would suspend you and then God help! New aurors are going to join us today and I will assign two of them to your case. This would include their field training as well. Four other aurors would make up the whole team of eight. Enough for the investigation and capture if possible."

"And sir, when are they joining us?"

"Patience Malfoy! Well, if I am not wrong, here are two of the four I was talking about…" He said pointing towards the glass door of the meeting room. To his delight, Draco saw his best friend, Blaise Zabini sauntering towards the meeting room! Followed closely by Terry Boot, another auror.

They entered the meeting room and wished William Smith a good morning before walking towards their seats and settling themselves. Blaise had grinned at Draco as soon as he had entered the room and Draco had returned it, very glad that his best friend would be working along with him. Seating himself at the right of Draco, Blaise looked up at Smith appraisingly, waiting for his instructions.

"Boot and Zabini, you both are specialists on captures and will be working with these two on the mission I told you about yesterday. Where are the other two?"

"Matthews and Raoul are on their way sir. They were notified of the meeting late at night." Terry Boot answered at once. Blaise rolled his eyes at him…

"Sara Matthews and Arun Raoul should've been here by now! They are going to get an earful of me. Must be hiding in some broom closet and…" Smith broke off as the pair entered the meeting room.

Sara Matthews was a year below all of them at Hogwarts and Arun Raoul had graduated from Beaux Batons Academy with the highest grades. The ministry was more than happy to receive him and he had done his seniors proud. Draco noticed that the most efficient and the best aurors had been set to that particular case and he wondered whether Smith saw it more than just fanatic attacks or whether there was something fishy going on.

"Thank you for gracing us with your presence madam and sir! We would've been devastated by your absence!"

"Sir we were held outside! The new guys have arrived outside, and they were looking for you…" Said Arun, his eyes holding amusement.

"Shit! I totally forgot about them. Sit here and mull over your thoughts while I go and assign them to their tasks and bring in the two who are to join you all…" Smith told them gruffly as he walked out of the meeting room with the heels of his polished shoes, clicking smartly on the shining floor.

"Fancy seeing you here Harry!" Blaise exclaimed as he extended his hand towards Draco's partner, starting an easy talk in the sombre atmosphere of the meeting room.

"I am to head the team with Malfoy here Blaise!" Potter replied, shaking Blaise's hand.

"Oh, so you are the captains!" Arun broke out, "That's cool! This mission would be a piece of cake with all of us working together!" He was a boy with an easy countenance who got along very well with everybody.

"We have to train the new aurors as well Arun, don't forget that!" Sara added leaning back on her chair.

"C'mon, how hard would it be? Smith would certainly not select dunderheads for us to train on this particular mission!" Draco put in his own thoughts…

"How right you are son! Here, meet your team mates…"

From behind William Smith, who had just entered the room and had heard the last comment made by Draco, emerged two people who had all of them gaping! They were the least likely people that Draco had expected!

Looking at Harry Potter's face, he realized that even he didn't know about it before and then, Draco looked forward again…

Why, emerging from behind Smith were Neville Longbottom and Hermione Granger!

Ok, this is the first chappy of A Perfect Life…Whats That? I will soon update It All Happened Like This but I really wanted to start this story! Please let me know how it was! Very bad, OK or good!