You've been noticeably apathetic since your return to Hogwarts for eighth year, and it either has to do with the Probity rule, upcoming Apprenticeships, or your recent capitulation to the charms of a one-time Death Eater, all-time Poncy Git. In other words, striking up a secret, definitely-not-friends with benefits relationship with Draco Malfoy probably wasn't the best idea, was it? xxx This fic contains: enemies with benefits and romantic slow burn idiocy, lots of angst dear god, Hogwarts Apprenticeships, Animagus and Potions shenanigans, Draco teaching you Occlumency and being a real sh*t about it A warning of sorts: as of now, this fic contains only light sexual content of the sixteen-and-up variety. This may change in future chapters. Lots of swearing, though - this fic is also available on ao3 under the same username (elioelioelioe) -