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Chapter three

DISCLAIMER: All rights go to J.K. Rowling and/or any other authors that gave me ideas for this fanfic.
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Hey guys! I was really excited for this chapter since it was the first Malfoy and Potter scenes. I got this idea from a one shot I read and loved it. Above are the pictures I promised of Harry & Draco. Harry's hair in my world would still be the Black-Brownish color and not this Weasley red., but it'd definitely be this curly and with the scrunchie. Draco's hair in this art is the way I want it and it's surprisingly actually Draco and baby Teddy. Hope that helps! Thank you to whoever illustrated these bc they gave me life. So, I think that's all so HAPPY READING LOVES!
-Sofia.
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                      Chapter 3:

(Malfoy's P.O.V.)

"Ughhhhhhh" I groaned slapping my bedside table for my wand to turn of the alarm. Once I found it I turned it off and laid on my back in bed and stared at the ceiling arms behind my head. "Well Draco, today's the day you will be partnering with you arch enemy to fight crime" I said to myself mentally preparing myself for the day ahead. I sighed  and rolled off my bed taking the comforter with me. Growling that I tangled myself up in the blanket, I unraveled, and flicked my wand and the bed was made. I blindly leaned down and slapped my poor bedside table once again to find my glasses, once finding them I sulk to the bathroom. I washed my face and brush my teeth and hair. I put on some black skinny jeans and a long sleeve black shirt with a turtleneck. Then I put on my shoes and took my robes with me out of my room. I reach my kitchen and grab a tea bag and heated some water with another flick of my wand. I drank my tea watching the muggle streets with interest. Then, I decided to stop by a muggle cafe to get some breakfast. I shrink my robes and stick them in my pocket since I'd be going to a muggle place. I walked down the street and ordered a bagel and some more tea. I realized I was stalling to get to work. I casted a quick Tempus and realized I was for sure trying to take as much time to get to work. I didn't want to be late, so I quickly gathered up my stuff and headed to work.

(Harry's P.O.V.)

"Beep beeep beeeeeep" my alarm ringing interrupting my beautiful dream about my dream husband and walking in meadows. "STOPPPP" I groaned not wanting to go to work. I opened my eyes and casted a quick Tempus to see if maybe I could sleep in. Nope. "Shit shit" hopped quickly out of bed. "out of all days" I mutter to myself as I hopped around putting my right leg in my pants as my left was supporting the hopping. I threw on a muggle t-shirt but threw a jumper on top. I went to the bathroom while running a hand through my long locks and grabbed a navy scrunchie Hermione gave me as a joke for Christmas when she found out my hair grew. I ran out of regular elastic hair ties so I put the scrunchie on my wrist. I quickly made a whiz in the toilet, grabbed my robes, wand, and shoes then flooed to the ministry. I had my shoes on, buttoning up my robes when I realized shit, my hairs down. It was quite obvious that I grew my hair out, but I never left it down. Nobody saw it down and I didn't want anybody to anyways. I ran to my office. I got very confused when I realized the door was cracked slightly, I looked inside to see a sight i'd thought I'd never see. Draco Malfoy at Ron's old desk writing something down. He seemed to have moved in. Instead of Ron's bookshelves filled with junk, there were neat rows of books and nick-nacks. At Malfoy's desk it was neat with quills neatly in a cup holder, papers and files in an organized pile to the side. The inbox and outbox that me and Ron usually switched putting on different desks, was now sitting neatly in the middle of both desks. Malfoy was sitting in Ron's wheeling chair minus the dirty clothes. Malfoy must've noticed me because he coughed slightly and turned around to face me. "I didn't know you grew your hair out" he said squinting at my hair. I subconsciously touched my hair and quickly realized it was still down. "Shit" I said audibly running to the mirror that stood near the door. I grabbed the scrunchie from my wrist and made a messy bun trying to ignore Malfoy watching me the whole time. "I also didn't know you matched your scrunchies to your robes" I looked in the mirror a flush creeping up my neck when I realize that yes, I decided to wear the scrunchie that matched my Auror robes. "Um,yeah. You weren't supposed to see that" I mumbled taking off the robes and hanging them up and walking towards my desk. "I don't really want people seeing me with my hair down" I said, not able to meet his gaze. "Well, I'm glad I take that honor" he said slightly smirking. I smiled and turned back to face him and take in his appearance. He was still thin but he obviously got more muscle. His hair grew out and was not gelled up back like when he did as a teen. It was slightly wavy and tossed to the left. His face had gotten more defined and sharp, but his nose and lips that were usually in a thin line sneering, were more relaxed and rounded. But the most noticeable difference was his glasses. They were grey wired and squared. He must've caught me staring because he coughed yet again and I turned away blushing. I don't know why I was blushing but I did and I hated it. "Er, welcome to being potters partner" I said smiling a bit when he smiled. Damn, I only saw him sneer but this warming smile definitely made me happy. "Thank you, I'm sorry I, er, treated you like shit for years" he said blushing. Hurt and guilt flashed his face. "I understand. I guess. But man, weren't you a little bitch?" I said in a playful tone, slightly laughing. He laughed softly. It was soft and small but very musical-sounding. I'd never heard him laugh other than a lifeless chortle but this was very soft and natural. "Yeah I guess I was." He said in a sadder tone but he quickly turned solemn and professional. "Potter, we have a case we need to attend today" he said shuffling some papers with a blank face. "Um, alright what is it?" Slightly confused why his attitude changed so quickly but asked curiously. "We have to go to one of the Death Eater safe house and disarm one of the room that could potentially hold a clue to where some of the Death Eaters are staying" he said, reading over what I suspect was the case paper. "Alright, where's this house?" I asked slightly nervous because I hadn't done disabling in years. "It's at the Malfoy Manor" he said quietly looking down as if ashamed. "Oh.." I said feeling bad that this was the case they'd given us on just the first day. "Well, let's go then Potter, what're you waiting for?" Draco snapped "Oh, er nothing, yeah let's go" I said fumbling with the buttons of my robes. We walked outside side-by-side. It was an odd sight to be blunt. Draco to the left of me, robes billowing behind him in a very Snape-like way. Then there's me, tripping to catch up with him. As we made our way to the Apparation point odd looks were sent out way. I didn't expect anything less. I mean, Potter and Malfoy side-by-side? That's weird and people knew it. It was odd how Malfoy just walked with such pristine and I'm over here tripping like a doof. Draco coughed and snapped me out of my thoughts. Must have something in his throat I thought sarcastically.  I looked up at him. "Yeah?" I said "side by side?" He asked referring to Apparation. "Er, sure" I grabbed his left arm but let go abruptly when he yelped and a shot of tingly energy shot up my arm. Too late I thought. Draco had already apparated to the Malfoy Manor. "Damn" I muttered under my breath and apparated to the Manor. I stumbled when I reached the Manor and got up looking around. I saw Draco hastily pushing down the navy blue sleeves of his Auror robes. He saw me and brushed imaginary dust off his robes. "Well, what're you waiting for Potter? You coming or are you too afraid?" He taunted, smirking and purposely forgetting what happened and covering it up with an insult. "No, I'm not Malfoy, let's go" he huffed and led the way. "The Manor had already been searched but a small room was said to have information on where some Death Eaters are but could only be open by the Dark Mark. Obviously, no Death Eater was willing to risk their lives for some herions but seeing as I'm the only 'death eater' Auror I'm inclined to do this." Malfoy said as we walked to the far of the house toward a door. "Why'd I have to come?" I asked, wondering why I have to be here to suffer. "Because Potter" he spat my name with venom "if you haven't been listening your now my partner and I yours so you're fully obliged to come" he said rolling his eyes. "Fine" I huffed. When he reached the door he stared at it a bit before turning to me "look away" he said quietly with his right arm coming to itch his left subconsciously. "Drac-er Malfoy, this isn't the first mark I've seen" I said tilting his chin up with my hand to look him in the eye. The silver eyes were swimming with tears before he looked away "I said turn. away. " he said more sternly. I obliged letting my hand drop and turning my back towards him. "Morsemorde" was all I heard and then a hiss of pain. "Draco?" I asked slightly worried, attempting to cover it in my voice. I heard another hiss than a growl. "Draco!" I yelled as he tripped into the room and I ran to catch him but tripped on those damn long Auror robes. "Shit!!" I heard before I fell face first onto dust wood. "UGHHH" I groaned as I got up and felt my sore face "POTTER STOP WHINING AND GET YOUR ARSE OVER HERE" yelled Malfoy I looked around to see him pounding on the door we just fell through. "What happened?" I asked frantically as I ran over and tried to find a handle to the door but there was none. "Where's the fucking handle?" I asked when i couldn't find it.  "Well, I don't know potter hmm, maybe up your ass?" He asked sarcastically I growled. "So we're stuck?" I asked even though it was obvious we were, maybe there was another way. "Yes, yes we are" Malfoy said as he looked around. The room was white with cracked walls and dirty wood floors. No windows, just walls and a door with no handle. "What about an Alohamora?" I asked "or we could conjure a handle out of our shoes?" I suggested. "Well, potter, those are some brilliant ideas" he said sarcastically "but tell me this, where is your wand?" "Well, right here-oh" I searched all my robes and my wand was nowhere to be found. "Where's my wand?!" I said, scared as it's our only defense  "Oh for Merlin's sake potter, the caster simply put a charm to where anyone who enters this room their wands are taken." He said looking almost bored. "But, you're a Death Eater, why'd it take away yours?" I asked since he used the mark to get in. "I'm NOT a Death Eater" he said sternly "and because you're with me and the badge on my Auror robes signifies I'm an Auror it still took them away genius" he said, annoyed I said he was a Death Eater. "Oh" I said. Suddenly a burst of heat hit me I stumbled back to catch myself on the wall. "What the hell was that?" I asked Malfoy, who seemed to be breaking a sweat. "Shit" he murmured. Than frantically began touching the walls. "Shit" he said again more iratibbly "what?" I asked "This room is charmed to slowly heat up every second. Whoever steps inside this room, is going to slowly be cooked to death by the heat that increases. Meaning in, let's say, twelve hours we'll be roasted to death" he said casually. "What? What're we gonna do?" I said confused on why he was so calm. "We wait it out and pray to fucking Merlin somebody will find us" he said as he wandered over to the corner taking of his robes and putting them on the ground where he was sitting. "Are you gonna sit Potter?" He asked, staring at me.  "Oh yeah." I did the same action as him, taking off my robes and setting them down. I felt bad for him, he had a black turtleneck, jeans, and ankle boots. Wait, muggle jeans? "Malfoy, are you wearing muggle clothing?" I asked confused why he spent years loathing muggle's and was now wearing their clothes. "Oh yeah, they're more comfortable" he mumbled laying down on his back hands behind his head and legs crossed over each other. "Yeah, yeah they are" I said. I wasn't any better with my jumper, t-shirt and jeans so I didn't criticize him. We sat in comfortable silence for half an hour until I looked over to find him sleeping. He was in the same position except his head slightly towards the left as he was drifting off. I took this chance to admire his face. It was so carefully sculpted and pearly I just wanted to run my fingers over it to make sure it's as soft as it looks. He had a pink tinge to his cheeks, considering it was getting hotter each minute and some sweat on his hairline. I got snapped out of my thoughts when he turned his back towards me, blocking the view of his beautiful face. I sighed. I was always slightly jealous of his looks and I knew he was hot, but never brought myself to admit it. I also knew I had something for him, that I couldn't pinpoint. I had feelings for him but I was yet to find out what they were. Maybe I want him as a friend, I thought, a best friend maybe refusing to bring myself to think about him every being MORE than just best friends. I didn't know if Malfoy was gay and was definitely not going to ask. I mean him  and that Parkinson girl were always all over each other.  I thought remembering the girl. Nah. Looked more brothery-sistery type love. I thought. I thought for awhile more just thinking about old times when Malfoy scooted his bum and body up to rest his back and head against the wall. His face even more flushed than before and a more-than-obvious sweat running town his temples. "Damn it's so hot" he said bringing up pale and skinny fingers to wipe the sweat off his face. I looked away feeling myself heat even more if that's possible I thought when he looked at me staring. We both didn't say anything so I just laid down on my robes hoping to fall asleep.