"I'm never letting him shag me when I have a morning shift ever again." Harry thought as he groaned at the soreness in his lower back. He walked into the Department of Magical Law Enforcement with considerably less enthusiasm than normal, causing several of his co-workers to raise an eyebrow at him. He groaned when he saw a smirking Ron moving quickly towards him. Before Ron could say a word Harry growled, "Not a word, you." Ron snickered before asking, "So how was it? Does the Slytherin Ice Prince live up to his reputation?" Harry smirked. "They should have called him the Slytherin Sex God." Ron gaped at him and they walked in silence to their desks. Harry sat down gingerly, glaring at Ron as his best mate snickered once again. "You alright there Potter," Seamus asked as he and Dean made their way to their desks, which sat next to his and Ron's. "Our dear Golden Boy had a night of pleasure with the Slytherin Ice Prince." Ron said, earning an emerald glare. Seamus gaped while Dean whistled. "How are you here Harry? I've heard that Malfoy is a sex demon." Seamus said. "Seamus, this is Harry, the man who came to work with a broken cheekbone, and cracked ribs. A sore arse isn't going to keep him away." They snickered as Harry gave them all the finger. "Are you three picking on poor Harry?" said Bill Weasley as he walked up. "I've never been happier to see you Bill." Harry said standing up to shake the oldest Weasley sons hand. "Yes, well. I have a bit of a problem. And as you lot are going to the school in September, I thought you'd like to know." Seamus sat up a little straighter and a dangerous light entered his eyes, while Dean got out a notebook, to write down Bill's words and Ron and Harry simply looked excited. "What's happened?" Ron asked, an interested look on his face. "Well, you lot know that I break curses for a living," he began, when the four younger wizards nodded he continued, "Well, recently I was given a cursed object that had a very intricate curse wrapped around it. Part of the training that curse breakers undergo teaches us to recognize the magical signatures of every witch or wizard that has a vault in Gringotts. This allows us to know whether or not the witch or wizard is in peril from the curse." Harry, Seamus and Dean looked impressed, while Ron nodded, having already known this. "Anyway, this particular object belongs in the vault of Severus Snape, however the signature on the object is not his."
Harry's brow creased as he thought. "Well, could he have died before being given the object?" "It's possible, but highly unlikely. I talked to my supervisor, the goblin, Ragnok, but he said that the signature belongs to a fugitive. But as I'm not an Auror, I don't know who it could possibly be, because I don't know anything about any fugitives." Bill said. Dean nodded his head and went to a billboard and unpinned a list. "This is a list of all fugitives, from our Ministry, as well as some of the other Ministries, like France." He tapped the list with his wand, producing copies of the list, he then handed a copy to the other four and they started to look through it. "Now, Bill, you had said something about us working at Hogsmeade, why?" Harry asked. "I simply thought that you lot would like something to do, other than prepare for an interesting school year." Harry nodded distractedly as he looked at a picture of a crimson eyed young woman, who had a tattoo of a dragon on her face arching around her left eye. He stared at the picture in confusion, because he was sure he had seen her tattoo recently. "Ron, look at this." He showed the young womans' file to him. "Regina DiMarco. Says here that she's wanted for the murder of her entire family. Says she killed them one by one over the course of a week. Bloody hell..." Ron muttered. "What is it Ron?" Dean asked. "Says here she cut off the head of all of her family members, shrunk them and wears them on a necklace. That's sick." Seamus looked impressed, and Dean rolled his eyes at his best mate. "Apparently her specialty is in making it impossible for Magical Law Enforcement to track her. This says that the last time she was seen was two days following the murders." Harry continued to stare at the picture as Ron read. Bill noticed him looking intently at her picture and asked. "What is it Harry? Do you recognise her?" Harry shook his head, "It's not her face. It's her tattoo. I've seen it somewhere, but I can't seem to remember where I saw it." Ron nodded, "Now that you mention, it seems familiar to me as well." "Take a copy of the picture home and see if Hermione recognises it. She has a head for remembering this sort of thing. If she's seen it she'll remember exactly where, and when, and what she was doing." Ron nodded in complete agreement.
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Corrupting Perfection
FanfictionDraco Malfoy has spent a inordinate amount of time fantasising about Harry Potter. When the Daily Prophet reports that he is gay Draco seizes the opportunity to corrupt perfection.