Rogue Wizard Thornangel

Warnings: Slash

Pairings: D/H

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or anything of the sort. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling!! Which I'm not very happy with right now!! I don't want to spoil anything if you haven't read the latest Harry Potter book. But for those of you who have, I think you can figure out why I'm mad at her. I can't believe she killed him!

Summary: After graduating from Hogwarts Harry became an Auror. To everybodys surprise, so did Draco Malfoy. Harry has terrible problems with keeping his partner. So the Ministry decides to put them on a case together. They have to monitor a muggle community where strange things are happening and they suspect a rogue wizard. The boys have to pretend to be muggles.

Harry stalked around the office, furious. "I'm sorry Harry." Harry paused to only glare at Ron, who was sitting behind he desk, watching him warily. "I don't need a partner Ron." Ron sighed and just looked at Harry sadly. "Harry. We both know that you need a partner. You can't argue with this and I can't change it. And even if I could I wouldn't. You need someone there to watch your back." Really, Harry was proud of his friend for getting a job at the ministry. And he felt touched that Ron was concerned for him. "But I don't need a partner!"

Harry finished the last of his thought out loud, his voice full of exasperation. Ron sighed loudly and leaned back in his chair. "Harry. You're not making this very easy." Harry shook his head, running a hand through his hair. "Ron! I've had three partners so far. And none of them have lasted long." Harry said softly, looking at the floor. Harry looked up as a hand rested on his shoulder

"Harry, none of their deaths were your fault. You know that. They were just at the wrong place at the wrong time." Harry scoffed. "Yeah Ron. You keep telling me that, Hermione keeps telling me that." *I keep telling myself that. I just can't believe it.* He looked at Ron and immediately knew something was up from the way Ron was acting. He was looking at the floor in a nervous fashion, his hands twisting in the folds of his robes, and he was shifting from foot to foot.

Harry looked at him hard, trying to figure out what was going on. When he couldn't and Ron didn't say anything, he got impatient. "Ron, just tell me whatever it is you want to say." Ron looked up at him and then quickly looked at the clock and then the door. "Well. Harry, you see..." He didn't get to say anything further as the door to the office opened and a figure walked in. Harry looked at the figure in shock, looking at Ron for explanation.

"Ron. What is Malfoy doing here?" Harry glared as Ron wouldn't look at him. "Potter. What are you doing here?" Harry turned to glare instead at Malfoy, who was standing in the doorway looking at him. "I'm here talking to my friend. Though I'd like to know what you are doing here." Malfoy just sneered at him and turned his attention to a newspaper clipping hanging on the wall.

Harry looked him over while he wasn't looking. He had grown taller, somehow managing to tower Harry. But he was still as thin and pale as before. He had grown his hair out and it was past his shoulder, currently being pulled back into a ponytail with whisps of bangs hanging in his face. He was wearing a pair of black pants with a baby blue t-shirt. His black robe was open in the front. Harry looked back at Ron before Malfoy noticed he was looking at him.

"Ron." Harry waited until he looked at him before continuing. "What is he doing here?" If he had thought Ron was nervous before, it was nothing compared to now. He noticed Malfoy was watching them in amusement. "Now remember Harry. Don't kill me after I tell you this. Think of Hermione." Harry smirked at him. "I don't know if she'd mind too much Ronnikins. I'm still not quite sure why she married you." Ron chuckled and his nervousness was momentarily forgotten. They would be the first to admit that they had a close relationships. Harry would kid Ron about what Hermione ever saw in him and Ron would kid back about how he didn't understand because he was never with anybody.

Ron turned to glare at Malfoy. "If you call me by that name or say anything about it outside of this room I'll skin you alive Malfoy." Malfoy just smirked. "Don't worry Ronnikins." Harry could see Ron clench his jaw and his cheeks go red. He decided to stop it before it became a full scale yell match. "What is he doing here Ron?" And there's the fidgeting. "Now I'm no more happy about this then you Harry. But since your past partners...couldn't deal with the pressure, the ministry has found one for you." Harry watched Ron through slitted eyes, waiting for the worst part.

*Wait a minute.* Harry reeled back in shock and horror, his eyes darting between Ron and Draco. "No." Harry whispered, shaking his head. Ron, looking like he was sentencing Harry with life in Azkaban, nodded his head. "No." Harry stated, more firmly, still shaking his head. Obviously Malfoy had caught on some time during this as he was looking at Ron with the same kind of horror on his face. "Ron." Harry looked at him, pleadingly.

Ron looked like this was the hardest thing he'd ever had to do. Which Harry knew that wasn't true, because he had been there with Ron when he was trying to work up the nerve to pop the question to Herm. Malfoy uncrossed his arms and stood up from where he was leaning against the door, glaring at Ron. "Weasley. You had best tell me that this is just some sort of sick joke." Harry agreed whole heartedly, but he wasn't about to tell Malfoy talk to Ron like that.

"Shut it Malfoy." Harry glared at him and Malfoy glared back. Ron coughed, trying to get their attention. They turned to him, still glaring at he stepped back. "Now calm down. Harry, I'm not happy with their choice of a partner." With saying this, he threw a dirty look towards Malfoy. "But they figured since you both didn't have a partner and you've known each other since school that you were better canidates for each other then most." Ron went back to sitting behind his desk, picking up some papers and looking at them.

Recognizing that this wasn't going to be short, Harry picked a seat and sat down. He noticed that Malfoy was still standing but didn't care. He just wanted to know why the ministry had thought it best to put two people who couldn't stand each other as partners. "Malfoy, sit down." There was a couple tense moments before Malfoy sat in the seat beside Harry. "Now tell us Weasley, why on earth does the ministry think it's safe to put two people who hate each other together."

"I don't hate you." Harry told Malfoy calmly before looking at Ron, missing the shocked look Malfoy gave him. Ron looked between them and chuckled. "I already told you why the ministry think you'll be good together." He held up the papers he had just been looking at. "Now all I have to do is tell you about your first mission together." Harry groaned softly, muttering under his breath. "This is not happening."

Malfoy slouched in his chair, glaring at everything but not looking at the other two people in the room. "There's been some disturbances in a muggle community a couple miles out of London. The ministry has been looking into it and they found out that the trouble is started by somebody who can do magic. A rogue wizard is suspected." The faces in the office were grim. A rogue wizard was never fun to deal with. They were hard to fight but even harder to find.

"Well. What are they expecting us to do?" Malfoy asked, even though they had an idea of what was expected. But Ron just handed them a three papers each. "They need someone to pose as muggles and stay there. Observe what's going on and try to find where the rogue wizard is staying." Harry interupted him. "I thought you said that they just suspected it was one." Ron nodded. "That's what they're saying." Harry nodded in understanding. "Muggle?" Malfoy asked, a disgusted look on his face. Ron and Harry shared a knowing smile.

Harry chuckled and looked at Malfoy. "Yes Malfoy. Muggle. As in, non wizard." Malfoy scowled at him. Ron tapped the desk, their attention going back to him. "Well, we've got a house that you'll staying at. It's in the muggle community as both of you will be playing muggle parts." This time it was Malfoy who interupted him. "Wait a minute. Let me get this straight. I'll be playing a muggle. Living in a muggle house in a muggle community. With bloody Harry Potter." Ron paused as if to think then smiled and nodded.

Malfoy glared at him. "Why do we have to live in a muggle house. Why can't we just charm it to look like a muggle house to anybody who enters?" Harry looked up from the papers he was looking at to look at Ron, wanting to hear the answer also. Ron shrugged. "The ministry. They didn't want to take any chances that something might go wrong." Malfoy scowled but Harry didn't mind. He had lived in a muggle household before so this wouldn't be so bad. And it would be funny to see how Malfoy got through this.

"And um..." Ron looked at Harry before looking at the clock. "They're wanting you two to leave soon." Harry stared at Ron, waiting for the rest he knew was coming. "This afternoon actually." *Ah, there it is.* "What?!" Harry rolled his eyes. "Don't worry about it Ron. We'll be ready." Malfoy glared at Harry and Harry glared back. "Won't we Malfoy?" Malfoy scowled at him before turning away from him. Taking that as a yes, he turned back to Ron grinning. "What time do we have to leave?"