As if Harry didn't have his hands full already, Draco Malfoy has made a comeback from the dead to torment him. However, this is not the Malfoy he knows, this one apologises to him occasionally, and his blasted tanned skin and gold-streaked hair are unknowingly making Harry want things he shouldn't want. He's just trying to do his job. It's been ten years since Harry defeated Voldemort. He has been promoted to Head Auror a year ago, and now into his arms there has fallen a case of illegal memory potions being sold. If he wasn't busy enough as it was, somehow Draco Malfoy has managed to tangle his name up in the case, and neither of them seem to get rid of the other, no matter how hard they try. Harry is plagued by the realization that while everyone else's life moves forward, his doesn't seem to do so, and there aren't many people who understand what he's been through. Unfortunately, that one blond tosser with his sneering manner is managing to slowly make himself feel like an inevitability.