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It had been a few years since the Battle of Hogwarts and things had finally started to settle down at the school. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy had both graduated from Hogwarts and had gone their separate ways. Harry had joined the Auror Department and had been working tirelessly to capture the remaining Death Eaters who had evaded justice. Draco, on the other hand, had gone into the family business and had been trying to redeem the Malfoy name.
One day, Harry received a strange message from an anonymous sender asking him to meet at a secluded spot near the Forbidden Forest. Harry, being the curious person he was, decided to investigate. He arrived at the spot and saw none other than Draco Malfoy waiting for him.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry asked, his wand at the ready.
"I need your help, Potter," Draco said, his voice trembling slightly. "My father has gone missing and I don't know where he is."
Harry lowered his wand, surprised by the request. "Why come to me? Why not go to the Ministry?"
Draco looked away, his expression pained. "I don't trust them. I don't trust anyone but you, Potter."
Harry hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But he knew that Draco was telling the truth. He could see the desperation in his eyes.
"Okay, Malfoy. I'll help you," Harry said, putting away his wand. "But on one condition - we work together."
Draco nodded, relief washing over his face. "Thank you, Potter. I knew I could count on you."
And so, the two former enemies started working together, tracking down leads and gathering information about Lucius Malfoy's disappearance. As they spent more time together, Harry and Draco began to see each other in a different light. They started to understand each other's motivations and realized that they had more in common than they had thought.
One day, as they were poring over some old Death Eater documents, Draco tentatively reached out and touched Harry's hand. Harry looked up, surprised, but didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned in and kissed Draco, softly at first, then with more urgency.
The kiss was unlike anything either of them had ever experienced before. It was both tender and passionate, full of longing and desire. As they pulled away, they looked at each other, both of them feeling something they had never felt before.
"I don't know what this means, Malfoy," Harry said, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I want to find out."
Draco smiled, his eyes shining. "I do too, Potter. I do too."
And with that, they continued their search for Lucius Malfoy, but now with a newfound understanding and respect for each other. As they worked together, Harry and Draco's relationship deepened, until they finally found Lucius and were able to put him behind bars. And as they walked away from the prison, hand in hand, they both knew that their lives would never be the same again.