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Part 1

He should have never fallen for a Gryffindor.  Brash idiots, all of them.  With Harry Bloody Potter leading the charge.

It had been a full week since Draco had seen Harry at the Ministry again.  Whether that was by design of his own subconscious or Harry Potter avoiding him, he couldn’t be sure.Either way, he didn’t have time to think of it.  Being allowed to work at the Ministry at all was a miracle.  Being allowed to be a part of the Department of Mysteries was something else entirely and he could not afford to fuck this up.

If he had lost Potter he wasn’t going to loose his job as part of the collateral damage.  In fact, it was now even more crucial for Draco to keep his job and do well so that nobody could say he was only there because he’d been screwing the Ministry’s brightest Auror-in-training.  (The fact that he hadn’t been and that they’d only been dating casually for a few months wasn’t going to stop anyone from saying it.)

Following the Week of Avoidance came the Week of Attention-Seeking Behavior.  Potter would call out to him across the Atrium, budge his way over to stand next to Draco in the lift, and generally annoy the ever-loving shit out of Draco as much as possible.

Then came the Week of Following.  He was everywhere.  There in the mornings with a cup of coffee, at his customary table at lunch (and getting up to sit at a closer one when Draco chose a different table at random), there in the afternoon with a cuppa and today was sitting outside the door to the Department of Mysteries when Draco’s shift ended.

Seeing the mop of messy black hair a few paces away down the hallway, Draco took a steadying breath.  Harry looked up from where he was sitting on the floor when he heard the nearly silent door close.

As Draco walked past, determined to still not talk to him, Harry scrambled up and began walking behind the slightly taller man.

“You aren’t even to know where the DOM is.” He didn’t look back nor alter his stride.

“Guess I’m in the right line of work then.”

“The majority of people don’t even know it exists.  Even within the Ministry.”

“Yes, well, I’ve seem to got this habit of knowing things I shouldn’t.”  Draco glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.  “And doing things I shouldn’t.”  Draco scoffed.  “And saying things I don’t mean without thinking,” he finished softly.

Draco didn’t even realize he’d slowed down until he felt Harry reaching for his hand.

“I’m sorry.”

Draco looked down to where their hands were barely intertwined.

“If we’re going to make this work,” Harry said as he took a step closer, “we’re going to have to learn how to deal with the high stress of our jobs.”

Draco snorted and looked up to see that Harry was standing much closer than he had been before.

“Is that what Granger told you?”

“Yes,” said Harry, smiling.  “She’s often right though.”  After another moment of silence, in which Draco had begun slowly rubbing his thumb against the rough tanned finger next to his own, Harry said “We’re going to need to learn how to not blow up at each other-”

Draco jerked his head up, a look of indignation on his face.  He hadn’t been the one!

“I need to learn to control my temper and not lash out,” Harry continued, “but you can’t keep freezing me out either.”  Draco closed his mouth at that.  Harry gripped their hands tighter.

“You really...” Draco cleared his throat and adjusted his posture as if he’d heard someone coming around the corner, although he didn’t let go of holding Harry’s hand.  “You really want to-”

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