Draco Malfoy knew that Father wasn't just going to hand the company over to him. He would have to fight tooth-and-nail for it. Some small part of him had always known that, even before he broke Potter's nose for kissing him on his 13th birthday. Harry Potter didn't think he'd loved anything as much as he loved his family, but that was until he had to learn to be around Draco Malfoy again. "Being in love isn't simple. It's messy and confusing and a lot of other things, but falling for you? It was the easiest thing I've ever done." [yes its another muggle au; and what about it]

Seeing each other for the first time in almost 10 years, and in Muggle London no less, Draco thinks that maybe he's dreaming and Harry can't blame him. When the Saviour of the Wizarding World opens up a muggle mechanic shop next door to his Used-to-be-Nemesis/Boyfriend's Jewelry Store, the magic of muggle music might just remind them that there's more between them than an ancient yet petty rivalry. "Draco," he asks fiddling with something in his hand, twirling it between his fingers, "Are you happy?" [an homage to Amy Winehouse] - cover art by alienescence on tumblr -

Draco lost his home and the only society he knew after the war. He ended up living in the muggle world, making new friends and new connections and maybe some sort of peace. Even if that peace was usually found at the bottom of a bottle. It was enough for him. He was content to just exist. Then Harry Potter decided to ruin everything.