Traitor, traitor.

Chapter 21 ~ A week later.

Draco's POV ~

It had been a week since Harry had saved him and it was like a dream come true. The two had become an official couple and love blossomed in their house. The article still haunted them both though. They couldn't go anywhere without getting a strange look from someone or another. 

"Harry." 

"Yes, darling?"

"How do you feel about paying a certain journalist a visit?"

Harry shot him a stern look. Or tried to anyway. "Dray I am not going to kill someone for publishing an article about us. Who cares?"

"Well, the informant might care when we take them to prison for slander might they?" Harry looked at him surprised and raised his eyebrows. "Are you suggesting we take Ginerva Weasley to trial and slander her reputation for evermore?"

"Why yes, I believe I am."

"Well count me in then." They laughed at each other and started to walk out of the house hand in hand. It was almost December and snow was falling softly, coating the world in a perfect snowy blanket. They made it to just outside of the wards and separated away to a small house on a hill.

The sign outside of it read: 'Rita Skeeter' and they turned to each other and grinned. They didn't need to knock, having the head of Aurors as your boyfriend really helped sometimes after all and they walked into the living room where Rita Skeeter herself sat in an armchair, book in hand.

"Rita." She jumped out of her skin and the men stood holding hands. "H-harry Potter! And Draco Malfoy too! Are you here to comment on the story? Give your own perspective? We could have you on the front page by tomorrow morning at the latest! Damn, one second let me find my quill."

Draco held his hand out. "There will be no need for that Miss Skeeter. We merely want to know something." She looked up at them in confusion. "Oh? And whatever would that be?"

Harry smiled his winning smile and said, "Miss Skeeter would you happen to know who your informant is?" Rita's face puckered like she was sucking a lemon. "Well of course I do, but I could never tell you that now could I? It would go completely against the journalist code of conduct."

Draco hung his head sadly and Harry grimaced. "Now that is a shame. Ah well, you never know, maybe the ministry will know who the informant is that told them that you're an unregistered animagi. Maybe they'll even choose to tell you, Rita. Have a wonderful day."

They weren't even at the door when she screeched, "Wait!" They turned around in unison eyebrows raised. "Yes, Miss Skeeter? Can we help you?"

"What do you gentlemen want? I'm sure we can come to an agreement? Surely." She sounded desperate and the men shared a glance.

"Well, there is one thing..."

"Yes! Yes anything, what is it?"

Draco took a folded piece of paper out of his pocket. "Well, Miss Skeeter, you may not get a story on us but you will get a story I can assure you that. Take this, make sure it's front page news, which I assure you it is, and make it published tomorrow. I assure you we would keep your secret under no other circumstances." 

She nodded earnestly and took the paper, scanning it through. "It will be done!" She smiled her eyes lighting up, "Oh yes it will definitely be done."

The men walked out grinning, proud of their accomplishments.

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