chapter 2

Dracos pov

I am very well aware of how attractive I am to both men and women. Thankfully for them i'm not particularly choosy when it comes to partners. Naturally I am very experienced in that area as well. somehow though no matter who im with or how I try I can never find it in me to give my all to any relationship. That alone gave me the reputation of a player but I'm not in fact I believe in soul mates. Since I was a child i've alway dreamed of finding mine. I envisioned we'd meet and know instantly we belonged; corny I know. I used to think it was Harry but when he turned down my friendship during first year I came to the conclusion that he couldn't be the one and I kept searching. I never really did find her or him and eventually I was to busy to indulge in that dream any longer. But even then I could never really stop hoping that Harry would one day jump up and say 'hey sorry bout first yr, can we try again' or something to that affect. I don't know why I kept that hope but I could never really escape him. Everywhere I turned ,everywhere I went ,every decision I made was in one way or another based on him, Harry. I even found myself doing all I could to gain his attention even if it meant we came to blows. It slowly became an obsession that made me forget everything bad.

The door shut and a profound silence enveloped the room.

"I need you to keep a close eye on Harry".

It took a minute to let that sink in; the chosen one watched like he wasn't trusted. Like at any minute he'd blow off the deep end and rage on the world. To say I was shocked would be an understatement, as his partner it was only a matter of time before we became if not friends then allies... it's a complicated relationship that took two weeks of coming to blows at every turn to get to. through that time I grew to admire his calm and ability to stay calm through almost any situation, his quick thinking and compassion even as he deftly disarmed his opponent. The more I got to know about him the more I wished we could be more. 'Course I don't know everything about the boy-who-lived yet but I had this gut instinct that told me if I did have that pleasure id be deep in something that I wasn't sure I was ready for. But for the life of me I couldn't keep away and it's not solely because we're partners; I could easily get a new one if I wanted.

"Whyyy, my drawl was back and I was careful to keep my expression blank.

Kingsley sighed and looked at me as if he was debating something. "Harry knows these particular muggles and lets just say that they remind him of something he'd rather bury in the very corner of his brain. he might get a little .. aggressive. Look just watch him and make sure nothing goes horribly wrong that we can't fix. This mission depends on how we can get them to see us and if we use magic or horrible reasons we wont even get a chance to get this project underway".

"Alright I understand"

"Really" ,He looked shocked that I hadn't asked ,no demanded more information and yes normally id jump at the chance to dig more info about another person but this was Harry and if it was something this bad that he physically needed to be watched then I get the feeling he wouldn't like it if I got that information through Kinsley. I resolved to ask him about it later. I quirked a brow at Kinsley who really didn't look all that attractive with his mouth hanging open.

" Well ok then that's it I guess" he looked at me for a second as if I was just waiting for the most inconvenient time to start with the questions.

'Well, sorry to disappoint but I have better things to do'.

"Can I go" I asked since he seemed content to just stand there and gawk and i was finding it fairly amusing.

"Yes yes that was all I really needed" he stated still a little dazed but after a good head shake he nodded more firmly waving me to the door before heading back to his desk.

With a last smile bordering on a smirk, I left with a silent promise to myself to have a lengthy conversation with a certain green-eyed Gryffindor.

sorry for the late update folks had to babysit longer than I thought yesterday anyway good or bad please review I need to figure out if I totally suck at writing or If I have at least some talent. thanks in advance!