Aurora lovers***(Orphaned)

Prologue

Harry's pov

I stood on the podium with the rest of the aurors in training. Well ex-aurors in training because today we are graduating our four year training course. I know right, 8 years of hell -oops I mean Hogwarts- and four years of this. It wouldn't be hell if Voldemort wasn't such a bitch.

Our names were called out and we took our certificate and auror badge. Speeches were made before we went home to prepare for the after party.

I feel like you guys are getting the wrong idea. There is no night clubs and grinding on a guy with a nice smile and a pretty face(sadly), we are going to a formal ball type of thing where we kiss ass for the best of the best aurors and the leaders of the top aurors corporations in britain. If this wasn't for my future I wouldn't do it. I'd rather stay at home and watch every Disney movies ever made and not have to deal with this at all. I dragged myself all the way to my apartment and went to my more formal clothing that Sirius and I got.

'Gasp! Sirius alive?' You may ask dear readers. Let me explain. I am the owner of the elderly wand, the stone of resurrection and the invisibility cloak. I brought him and Fred and Remus and everyone that died that day.(except the death eaters cause if I did they would be taken to Azkaban and French kissed into oblivion by the death eaters and that is not a good feeling at all. Also according to death, I could only revive someone who has died in a five month period.)

Where was I again? Oh yes Sirius got me clothes. (and yes Dobby is alive and  yes I can communicate with death sometimes. I'm awesome like that.) anyway... I put on my robes and styled my hair, putting hair glue on my head to tame it before spraying it with hair spray. I looked at my hair in the mirror, "Hey! You fucking stay down! I need a fucking job and you need to make me look formal and proper and if you don't fucking stay down, I swear to fucking Merlin and his baby daddy Arthur that I will cut you all off." after threatening my hair I apparated to a big ass tent on a field and entered.

I looked around and saw Ron, Seamus, Hermione, Dean, Sirius, Remus and... Malfoy!? He looked exactly like he did when we were in Hogwarts, only his hair was a hell of a lot longer and his ass is a hell of a lot juicier. Oh my God, I need sleep and to get away from Sirius. I walked over to him, "Good evening, Malfoy. What brings you here?" I greeted.

"Good evening, Potter and please call me Draco, you calling me Malfoy just reminds me of Hogwarts." he replied looking ashamed.

"If you're talking about the war it doesn't matter anymore, it happened in the past besides you and your mother were forced to do what you did soooo..." I replied with a smile.

He returned the smile, "Thank you Potter."

"Hey, if I'm allowed to call you Draco then you should call me Harry."

"Very well, thank you Harry."

"You didn't answer my question, What brings you here?"

"Same as you I would assume or are you already a world class auror?"

I laughed at that, I barely passed my theory, "No I am not but I didn't see you at the trainees facility."

He looked a bit embarrassed, "Well my mother said that if I had to go to be an auror, I needed to train with the best of Europe, the F.W.A.T.F." I looked at him in shock, the F.W.A.T.F  is the best training facility ever.

"The French Wizarding Auror Training Facility?  That place? That must mean you can kick ass like no ones business." he flushed and cleared his throat.

"No actually, I struggled with the practical, theory is the probably the only reason I am here." I laughed at that, "If you're going to laugh at me potter then I can leave." he said upset. Crap didn't mean to upset him.

"Sorry, it is actually the opposite with me, practical was great and theory is well...  Let's just say I wouldn't be standing here. "

"It is understandable considering  how crappy you were at Hogwarts and how great you were at striking people in the chest."I winced at that.

"Sorry about that. I didn't know what that spell did."

"It's OK. Sorry about well... Everything."

"It's o-"

"Malfoy! What are you doing here?" I heard from behind me and oh God! Ron, why?

"Well Weasly I am here for the same reason as you." Draco replied.

"You?  An auror? A death eaters like you can never be a auror like Harry and I. Where is he anyway?" I sighed and turned around to face him.

"Ron." I said he stared at me in shock.

"Merlin Harry I almost didn't recognize you." Ron said.

"How did you get your hair to stay flat? Was it the hair glue I got you?" Hermione asked.

"And hairspray."I said smiling proudly at the fact I am able to tame this beast.

"You know there's a spell for that right?" a woman's voice said from behind me. I turned around and saw none other than Margo Foxy Claww herself. She was the owner of the best agency in the world. She was average sized height at about 5'7. She had a sleeping nine tailed fox in her hand and a baby wolf sitting on her shoulder. She was wearing a black suit pants and a white shirt with a golden necklace with stars, moons and and a blue pendant that had stars in it. She had wavy hair that reached midback and dark almost black eyes with a scar next to her left eye. (a/n. I legitimately described myself right now... Scar and all. But it's a small scar)

"Margo claw." we all said in awe since she never come to events like this.

"Hi. Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter I presume?" she asked and we nodded.

"Work for my agency. I ship it." she said before walking away.

"What about a death eater like me never being  an auror?" Draco said cockily.

"Shut it, Malfoy. Come on Harry." Ron said.

"Actually, since I got a job I was thinking of heading home. Draco care to join me, we can talk about working with Claw over some wine." i said looking at Draco behind me.

"That would be lovely Harry." we walked out. "Weaslys going to be mad." I smiled and took his hand apparating to my apartment.  "Wow." I grinned at him. My apartment was more of a penthouse than anything. It's actually inside the Big Ben and the view was amazing. Its really the only reason I got it. It had 14 bedrooms all had an eń suite and a walk in closet I absolutely adored the kitchen space -it was big enough to fit a family of trolls- the windows were floor to ceiling, it was triple story and it had a library . Honestly the only reason I bought this place was for the view, the kitchen and the fact that this is where Christmas is spent now so everyone has a room.

"I know right. Cost me about a billion galleons." he whistled before turning to look at me with a serious look in his eyes.

"How much?"

"What?"

"How much for this place."

"I already told yo-"

"No Harry, I want to buy it from you." I opened my mouth to yell at him but a thought crossed my mind.

"What if you become my roommate instead. There is no way in hell I'm selling this place and you are obviously interested, so why not." I reached out my hand to shake.

He grabbed it and shaked, "Deal although I don't cook, I don't clean and I certainly won't put up with unnecessary noise... And thank you. If you didn't ask me to come home with you, I would be at my mother's home in Paris looking for a suitable place to stay. Now...  You promised wine."
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To those of you who follow me... Yes I know Lamia isn't finished but none of my stories are.  Bye lovelies! 😍😘❤