Trouble in the Ministry

I do not own HP or anything.



Hello~ Thank you guys for the reviews for the first chapter! I am glad I got such a positive response! Sorry it took so long for the next chapter but I promise to update more regularly from now on.



I have finally finished this quarter of school so it’s summer time which means I will have plenty of time for fanfics and my fanart which I sell at conventions!! (And hopefully I’ll get a job too….sigh)



Also: My current beta reader for this story has a lot going on right now so unfortunately this chapter did not get beta’d so I apologize in advance for any of my mistakes and hope you will all bare with me for the time being. (If anyone is interested in beta-ing for me let me know!)



Warning for this chapter: m/m sex and dirty talk, and some wand slinging (wink)



Enjoy!







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Chapter 2: A day of Surprises



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Snape idly wonders how he didn’t know he, himself, had been poisoned.



He had been poisoned before so when he woke up with the aftertaste of death in his mouth he knew that poisoning was the only conclusion, and the dizziness before suddenly made sense. He opened his eyes slowly glaring at the bright windows above him and knew that Poppy put him in the bed that got the most sunlight in hope that he might actually tan a little.



He can’t hate her for it because the sunlight warmed his skin with a pleasantness that Snape almost wanted to pretend he wasn’t conscious for a little longer.



He however could feel a weight that was lying on his mattress near his lap, not touching him but close enough to annoy the potions master. He sat up slowly to see a mop of wavy sandy colored hair and almost wanted to shove the Auror off his bed at that instant. It seemed though, that the little movements that Snape had made in order to sit up were enough to wake the sleeping man.



Neville rubbed his eyes before yawning and popping his neck a bit, the teen then seemed to be confused as to where he was until he looked up at Snape and his eyes widened.



“You’re okay!” Neville jumped up suddenly, clattering the chair behind himself loudly as he grabbed Snape’s shoulder despite the older man’s protest and looked into the other man’s eyes. The younger man seemed to find that Snape looked okay enough to be let go before he gave to older man his space and called over the nurse.



Poppy came over in an instant with a smoking potion Snape knew she must have just brewed. He drank it at once, knowing it would taste bad as he glared at the Auror who was staring at him in shock.



“Is there a reason for me to be on the receiving end of this much of your attention?” Snape stated softly as he realized how sore his throat was.



“I can’t believe you’re okay.” Neville said slowly as he sat down on the bed beside Snape’s.



“Mr. Longbottom was worried he had made things worse by the time he got you here.” Poppy stated as if to clear up why the boy was utterly amazed that Snape was alive. “He had to make a potion to slow down the potion when I wasn’t here, I had been in the Great Hall at the time, but it goes to show you that even under pressure our Aurors perform beautifully.”



“You made a potion?” Snape didn’t hide his sneer when Neville nodded, “And I’m alive because of it?”



“I do say.” Poppy nodded her head fervently as she grabbed Snape’s wrist and measured his heartbeat. “Could hardly believe it myself when I saw that Neville Longbottom, the boy I nearly spent five years trying to cure from mistakes he made in your potions class, made such a good potion without even a text book.”



Neville was flushing hotly by now as he didn’t look up at the older man. “In training we had to memorize certain potions, and I knew where Madame Pomfrey kept the potion ingredients in the infirmary…..I had to do it.”



Snape stared at the boy as he felt a smirk coming on, “So it took you this long to learn the proper way to brew a simple poisoning solution?”



“I…I…” Neville felt his neck heat up and tried to bring his face up so he could look at the potions master. When he finally managed the task he knew his face had to be redder than a Weasley’s hair as he saw Snape smirking at him. “I thought you were going to die!”



“He would have.” Poppy patted Neville on the back not helping the young man’s blush before she turned to go to her office for something.



“May I ask how you knew I was poisoned?” Snape asked coolly as he straightened out his sheets.



“I’ve seen it before.” Neville said a bit hesitantly. “On my first mission, the suspect I was supposed to pick up had been poisoned in the same way.”



“Did you use your sudden knack for potions to save his life?”



“No.” Neville’s blush finally started to die down. “Harry had a bezoar with him and we were able to stop it, he probably would have died if Harry hadn’t have been there.”



“Ah, Potter and his infamous use of bezoars.” Snape had a pompous tone as he said the words before he turned to Neville. “Well I suppose I should give you my gratitude or something.”



“Sir?” The look on Neville’s face made the sides of Snape’s mouth twitch.



“I’m giving you my thanks for not failing like usual you and saving my life.” Snape said as he sniffed a bit and Neville continued to stare at him with wide eyes.



“You’re welcome sir.” Neville stated softly and Snape watched the younger man take a deep breath of air before the wavy haired man looked at Snape with curiosity. “Can I ask if you remember how you were poisoned?”



Snape paused at that before he ran a hand through his black hair. He narrowed his eyes as he thought about everything he had eaten that day, he had made his own breakfast, but he had taken tea with the minister. Snape’s eyes widened.



“The minister!” He turned to Neville, “Where is the Minister of Magic?”



Neville’s eyes widened at that and Snape watched the young man take off out of the room. Snape found himself trying to get out the bed but his legs collapsed underneath him, he hated being poisoned.



OOO



Kingsley opened his eyes as he heard knocking at the door of his home. He sat up quickly and grabbed his wand as he ran over to the door and peaked through the small hole.



“Minister!” Percy’s voice rang through the thick wooden door and the Minister opened his door quickly before he was suddenly tackled by the smaller man. “Why aren’t you awake yet? How are you feeling? We need to go to the hospital right now, lets go, why are you not even dressed yet, no time for it now, we need to go.”



“Percy what is this about?” Shacklebolt balanced himself against the wall as he was suddenly pulled down so Percy could inspect his eyes.



“Snape was poisoned when you had tea with him yesterday.” Percy stated matter of factly before he let go of the older man and breathed out a sigh of relief.



“Severus was poisoned? Is he-”



“He’s alive and fine, Neville saved his life.” Percy ran his hands through his hair and the minister thought briefly about how those hands had just been on him. Percy rounded on him almost immediately though. “We need to go to the Ministry now, Robards is holding an Auror meeting and we need to be there.”



“I need to change first.” The minister sighed before he looked at the now blushing redhead that was looking at him as if he just realized how the older wizard was shirtless. Kingsley tried not to moan at the sight of the red faced man and quickly made his way back into his bedroom as he yelled out behind him. “There is food in the kitchen, if you’re hungry.”



The minister looked down at his scarred chest and suddenly felt self conscious.



He quickly changed his robes and made his way out of his room to see Percy waiting for him with toast in hand. The redhead handed the older man a piece as he took a bite of his own before they walked out of the house a few steps before turning.



Kingsley took a few steps through the hallway before he felt more than saw Percy next to him. They met Hermione who seemed to be relieved as she saw the man and she quickly fell in step behind them as they made their way into the Auror office.



“Minister.” Robards smiled at the ex-Auror before he looked at the other men in the room. “Now that we are all here we can get down to business. Someone was either trying poison the minister and failed, or they were trying to poison Severus Snape and almost succeeded last night.”



“What?” Harry looked at the man incredulously. “Is Snape okay?”



“Neville was able to save him.” The man said shortly before he continued, “I believe this has something to do with we have been receiving about killing off those who were not punished for helping Voldemort.”



“Can you be sure?” Williamson, an Auror with long hair asked as he looked over that Kingsley. “How do we know they weren’t going to the Minister?”



“Because he would have poisoned all of the tea, wouldn’t he have?” Dawlish stated as he folded his arms. “But who has access to what the minister drinks?”



“Anyone.” Percy spoke up making the room look up at him, “Anyone could have tampered with the tea by the time it made it to the minister, we don’t have any guards or rules on who delivers the tea.”



“We do now.” Doge said firmly as he looked up at Robards. “What about Malfoy?”



“Weasley went to go check on him a few moments ago, we should be hearing from them-” But before he could finish what he was saying the door to the office flew open to reveal a breathless Draco Malfoy glaring at the Aurors as Ron was holding onto the blonde’s arm, as if he had tried to keep Malfoy out.



“What happened to Snape?” Malfoy demanded at once.



“He is alive and well thanks to Neville.” Harry smirked a bit at both of Ron’s and Draco’s reaction.



“Longbottom?” Draco looked like he didn’t believe Harry for a second before he turned to the Minister of Magic. “And you think this might be the group that is after us death eaters that got away?”



There was so much sarcasm in the blonde’s voice that Kingsley was almost surprised the small blond was talking to him. The black man groaned as the Auror’s went over their new precautions, now that they knew the person had a way into the ministry they had to be careful.



Anyone was a threat.



By the time he made it back to his office it was the time he would normally show up for work, his desk however still had the new paperwork for the day and Kingsley briefly wondered how Percy had gotten in when the redhead had been with him most of the morning.



Percy brought him a pitcher of tea and the Minister eyed it wearily before Percy poured a glass and took a sip himself. Kingsley was about to protest but the redhead took the shot without hesitating; they stood there for a moment before Percy put the glass down and poured one for the Minister.



“This one isn’t poisoned.” The redhead stated coolly as he handed the minister the glass.



“I don’t want you to be my drink tester.” The minister said softly as he looked at the cup then at the redhead. “What if that had been poisoned?”



“Then I would have to rely on you not to drink it after me and take me to the hospital.” Percy stated matter of factly and the minister didn’t know whether he should kiss the younger man or laugh, he had to settle for laughing though.



“I told him I should do it.” Hermione stated as she handed Percy some papers. “He would have to be the one to take over if something happened to you after all.”



“And then people would most likely accuse me of doing it.” Percy scoffed as he looked over at the minister. “I much rather you stay in office so I can run things behind the scenes.



The minister didn’t catch much of the conversation after that as he realized he wouldn’t mind being poisoned if it was Percy doing it. He took a sip of his tea from the cup Percy had drank from and realized he needed to get to work or those pink lips would be yelling at him soon and not Hermione.



OOO



“Why are you even in London?”



Draco eyed his finger nails boredly as he sat on the couch in his hotel room. Ron had forced him out of the meeting after the Minister started talking about more sensitive information, obviously the minister didn’t mind that the blond was in the room if he started talking about it but Ron had felt the need to drag him back to his hotel.



“Do you want to floo Snape?”



“It’s Professor Snape to you.” Draco stated as he finally looked over at the redhead that was now rolling his eyes. Draco had to admit that Auror training had done well to the redhead, Ron was slightly tanned though nothing like Charlie, his hair was in need of a hair cut and he had the suspicion that the redhead cut his own hair.



Draco’s own hair was shoulder length, he could pull it back easily but some of the strands like to escape when he wasn’t paying attention. He looked back over at the redhead to see two blue eyes staring at him curiously then he smirked.



“I’m here because I told my parents I wanted to move to the city, so in a sense I guess I’m flat shopping.” Draco turned over so that he was now leaning over the cushion of the couch as he watched Ron cook eggs on the stove. “And I want to go to Hogwarts this evening to check on him, no need to floo the man while he is in the hospital wing.”



“And what makes you think I am going to let you go to Hogwarts?” Ron frowned over at the blond as he lifted the pan of eggs of the burner.



“I don’t remember needing your permission to go somewhere.” Draco leered at the redhead before he flopped down on the couch so that he was lying down. “And it beats staying here, Snape got poisoned while he was in the Ministry, I think I would be safer at Hogwarts.”



Ron didn’t say anything to that but just handed Draco a plate of eggs and toast before hitting the blonde’s feet so he could sit at the other end of the couch. They both regarded each other for a second before Ron rolled his eyes and Draco smirked.



Now all he had to do was find a proper flat before they went tonight.



But that was easier said then done.



“I don’t see why you want to leave that huge house of yours.” Ron said as they walked over to the third complex.



“I do think it’s about time I moved out of my parent’s home.” Draco sighed as he opened the door and went into the office.



“I guess, it would be pretty hard to bring people home with your parents there.” Ron nodded as he thought about when he had decided to move out.



“Actually, they don’t seem to mind when I have guest…” Draco was now walking up the stairs behind an older man who was rambling about how great the living was in the area.



“I don’t really know how my dad would have reacted.” Ron thought gingerly before he shrugged. “But the Burrows gone so I guess it doesn’t really matter.”



“That lopsided place is gone?” Draco looked a little amused by that but Ron gave him a stern look telling the blond he was about to tread on something personal. “I was just confirming.”



The old man in front of them stopped on the third floor and was about to open a door when Draco’s voice stopped him.



“I want to live on the top floor.” The man looked at Draco in surprise and the blond just sighed boredly, the old man then turned his gaze to Ron but the redhead just rolled his eyes.



As Ron and Draco left the complex the redhead turned to the blond. “In the last place you said that the top floor was too high, now you wanted an apartment on the top of this one and its two stories taller?”



“Oh lets go there.” Draco completely ignored Ron as he walked across the street, ignoring the muggle cars that honked at him. Ron clenched his fists for a second before he followed the blond to the nice looking complex on the corner.



“You can’t live here, it’s a hotel.” Ron said dryly and Draco frowned at him.



“Then what about that place.” The blond pointed over to a simple looking building, Ron was about to say that he could try that one but paused as he recognized the building.



“You can’t live there either.”



“And why not?” Draco glared at the redhead.



“Because I live there.” Ron said warningly but Draco smirked at this.



“My parents would feel more at ease if I told them I was living near an Auror.” Draco said with mock concern as he started to walk towards the building.



“Malfoy, you can’t live here!” Ron followed after him trying not to raise his voice. “I’m serious, I draw the line there!”



“I’m so scared.” Draco said mockingly before he opened the door to the complex and went it.



Ron cursed a few times outside before he walked in to see that the office was closed, he felt himself lighten at that but then frown when he saw Draco start to walk up the stairs. “And where in bloody hell do you think you’re going?”



“I don’t need the manager if you live here.” Draco stated as he went up a few more steps before turning to Ron. “Well are you going to follow me or have you finally decided to let the bad guys get me.”



“You’re the only bad guy here.” Ron stated matter of factly as he followed the blond up the stairs. “What floor do you feel like living on in this building?”



“What floor do you live on?” Draco’s grey eyes pierced his for a second with a smug look but as Ron was about to protest that he wasn’t going to tell him the blond turned again. “Seven is a lucky number.”



Ron’s eyes widened as he continued to follow the blond. “I didn’t say I lived on the seventh!”



“You would think that as an Auror you would know when Occlumency was occurring.” The blond ran up the last few steps before he jumped on the seventh floor and looked back at the redhead who was still staring at him with wide eyes. “Did Potter never tell you about me?”



“No.” Ron stated flatly as he looked around his all too familiar hallway before he looked at the blond who was eyeing him expectantly. “What?”



“Show me your room, unless you want me to break into someone else’s.”



“You wouldn’t.” Ron glared.



“Would I?” Draco asked innocently.



“I wouldn’t give you the chance.” Ron stated matter of factly before he pulled out his key and walked over to his door. “Maybe after you see this place then you will want to move on.”



Ron’s apartment was dusty, not from lack of being there but more of lack of actually doing things in it. He usually went out when he got a chance and other than that spent most of his time sleeping in his bedroom. It wasn’t clean, but it wasn’t messy so Ron didn’t feel the need to suddenly kick the shirts on the ground under the sofa.



Draco eyed the place with curiosity before he saw all the doors that were closed. He simply felt the urge to open them at that moment, the first being a small coat closet, bigger than the first complex they looked at but still relatively small for Draco’s personal assortment of coats.



“This is the kitchen.” Ron pointed at the obvious tiled floor and stove right beside them. “Anything else?”



Draco just ignored him as he opened up the pantry in the kitchen and shrugged, why did he care how much room the pantry had? He didn’t cook. The blond then went straight to the last closed door to reveal the redhead’s bedroom, Ron making noises of protest behind him as he walked in.



The window should be bigger; he thought idly before he opened the closet and sneered. They wanted him to fit his cloths in that? Draco scoffed to himself before he took a better look out of the window, at least the view was nice, not on the top floor but at least he could see over most of the buildings around.



“Are you done yet?” Ron ran his hands through his hair as he sighed almost painfully. Draco turned to remark on the rudeness of some people before he spotted the bathroom and smirked.



“One more test.”



Ron seemed to be intrigued by his wording as he watched the blond go into the bathroom and followed shortly after. Draco figured the bathroom was an acceptable size for one person as he looked at the shower, the blond moved the curtains and stepped in making sure he had ample space.



“What are you doing?” Ron sounded annoyed more than anything.



“I am testing the shower, come in here with me for a sec.” Draco motioned for the redhead to come in but the Auror just blinked at him.



“Why do you need me in there too?”



“I need to see if it can fit two people, why else?” Draco stated as he motioned for Ron to hop in again.



“It can.” Ron said flatly.



“Have you tried it personally then?” Draco smirked as Ron blushed but he did not receive an answer so the blond continued. “Hurry up then, I promise it doesn’t hurt.”



Ron scoffed at Draco then blinked at the shower a bit in confusion before he stepped in so that his back was to the blond and he was facing the showerhead.



“See, it fits tw-” Ron squeaked as he was suddenly pushed forward so that he had to put his hands on the tile to catch himself before he glanced back at Draco who was now holding his hips. “What the bloody hell?”



“This position seems to work fine.” Draco said plainly as if he partook in this behavior daily before he smirked at Ron, “Do you have a position of choice?”



“NO!” Ron stood back up but was suddenly pressed face first into the tile with Draco against his back.



“Don’t be shy Ronald; I would really like to know how you let your boyfriend fuck you.” Draco pressed a little harder before he was suddenly shoved back and Ron spun, grabbing the blond and pushing him against the other side of the shower.



“You really like to insult me don’t you?” Ron growled as he tightened his grip on Draco’s shirt.



“Was the insult this time was that you were gay….or was it that you are the fuckee and not the fucker?” Draco smirked haughtily before he grabbed Ron’s arms that were holding him down. “But since you don’t deny any of it…”



“I don’t see where any of that is your business?” Ron shoved Draco harder against the shower causing the blond to hiss a bit before he let go and stepped out of the shower.



“Well, at least I know the shower has room for two….maybe even three.” Draco said airily before he followed after Ron who was getting ready to leave the apartment. “Are you already done?”



“No more flats for you today, we’re going to the ministry to see if they have any clues yet.” Ron stated as he held the door open for Draco.



The blond just smirked as he passed the redhead before he paused and eyed Ron, “Just for your information, if you ever want to fuck, I’m always up t-”



“I would never be that desperate.” Ron glared at Draco before slamming the door shut behind them and continuing,



Draco just sighed as he shook his head behind the man in front of him.



That had been a serious offer.



OOO



Lupin pressed his lips firmly against the man’s across from him trying to remember how he had gotten into this situation. He felt the older man grab onto his robes as they heard footsteps grow louder.



The alarm, that stupid muggle noise maker that had gone off when he had tried to enter the closed store, it was the alarm’s fault.



He had asked Arthur to come with him on this assignment to find what was said to be an enchanted vase, the only problem was that it was in a china shop that was closed due to the owner being in the hospital. Lupin remembered opening the door when suddenly this loud screaming noise happened, Arthur was suddenly yelling at him to silence it, which was easier said than done as they had no idea what was making the noise.



Then Arthur had sent the vase to the Ministry with just a flick of his wand when there were red and blue lights outside the window of the store. Both men ran outside to the back alley, Lupin preparing to apparate before Arthur tripped onto the ground.



He couldn’t just leave the redhead behind.



Arthur whispered something about the muggle police and then the loud screaming noise of an alarm suddenly made sense to the werewolf. The cops had to be about to turn the corner when suddenly Lupin was pulled into a kiss, it was awkward and forced but it was definitely a kiss.



“What the hell?” One of the coppers must have spotted them.



Lupin was about to pull away when he felt Arthur open his mouth, he growled at the man’s sudden submission and he deepened the kiss, Arthur moaning a bit as the redhead wrapped his arms around the younger man.



“It’s just two poofs.” An older sounding cop stated before Lupin heard them turn around. “I told you that alarm was just a fluke, probably the owner’s cat.”



Lupin felt Arthur’s grip on him loosen and had to control the urge to press himself up against the man. Their lips parted and Lupin stared at the blue eyes that seemed to be staring at him in shock.



That had been one hell of a kiss for just a distraction.



“Sorry.” Arthur was suddenly avoiding his gaze with a pink blush and Lupin felt the need to keep his hold on the man.



“Arthur?” Lupin found his voice that croaked a little bit, his hands staying on the older man shoulders. The redhead continued to look away, the blue eyes almost looking as if they were scared; Lupin felt Arthur’s hands push him softly away but the werewolf didn’t budge.



The redhead was biting his lip and Lupin had to fight the urge to shove the man against the wall and kiss him. Arthur’s hands were pushing a little firmer now and Lupin reluctantly moved back.



“We should get back.” Arthur said softly and Lupin couldn’t ignore the small waver in it as he grabbed the older man’s wrist.



“Arthur, what wa-”



“Remus we really should g-”



Arthur stopped his interruption of the graying hair man when he looked over at the werewolf’s eyes, his mouth closing abruptly before tears started to burn in his eyes. Lupin didn’t let go of his wrist but instead did what his body had been screaming at him to do.



He shoved Arthur roughly against the wall, enjoying the sound of the older man hiss before he kissed him, Arthur holding onto the younger man as if his life depended on it. Lupin was pressing his body against the trembling one, his hand running down Arthur’s side as the other one grabbed the back of the redhead’s neck forcing the kiss deeper.



He could hear Arthur whimper before he was pushed back roughly.



Lupin licked his lips as he stared at the man that was leaning against the wall for support. Arthur was blinking at him with such shock that the werewolf would have laughed but he was afraid some sort of noise aside from their breathing would break this spell.



“I…” And the spell was broken and suddenly Arthur was spinning.



Lupin watched the redhead apparated away before he brought his fingers to his lips and smirked a bit. He had never thought……… then again maybe he had, but then did that mean Arthur felt something too? There was a loud banging noise on the other end of the alley that revealed a stray dog knocking over a trashcan for food and Lupin suddenly felt the need to chase after the redhead as he spun on spot.



The apparating entrance at the ministry was empty, of course it would be since Arthur probably ran as soon as he got there but Lupin made his way through the halls. He was about to get to Arthur’s office when he ran into Williamson, one of the Auror’s he had worked with a few times a while back and the Auror smiled brightly when he saw Lupin.



“I was just looking for you!”



“I’m kind of busy.” Lupin tried to sound polite as he eyed Arthur’s door.



“If you’re looking for Arthur he just left, something important came up or something.” The Auror stated dismissively before he looked at Lupin curiously. “He seemed worried about something.”



“Did he?” Lupin asked with a forced smirk before he sighed. “What did you need me for?”



“We’re looking up some things, on who we think the suspect is, but Robards wants to talk to you, you got a minute?”



Lupin looked at the door one more time before he nodded and followed the Auror down the hall. He would just have to talk to Arthur later, its not like the redhead could avoid him forever anyway.



Lupin brought his fingers to his lips slowly as a small smile formed on his lips.



Arthur Weasley?



OOO



Neville growled as he followed after the billowing black robes in front of him.



“Madame Pomfrey really thinks you should stay in bed a little longer!” He yelled at the man in front of him.



“I was there when she made her opinion known.” Snape said dryly as he turned towards the younger man behind him. Neville was glaring at him and Snape just rolled his eyes. “I promised Professor Flitwick to help him with his club.”



“Then I’ll do it!” Neville stated as he went over to stand beside the dark haired man. “I think I am perfectly capable of handling Flitwick’s club.”



“Neville!” A high pitch voice came from behind the hall before Professor Flitwick came around and smiled at the two men. “You are going to help out with the club?”



“I’m just filling in for Snape today; Madame Pomfrey really thinks he should take it easy for the next few days.” Neville said quickly before Snape could even speak and the small teacher smiled happily.



“It would be great to have an Auror show the kids how to duel.” Flitwick turned and proceeded to head to the Great Hall where the duel club meeting was taking place.



“Dueling Club?” Neville looked over a Snape in somewhat surprise. They had only had a dueling club for one year while he attended Hogwarts and it was only able to last one session before all hell broke loose.



“Flitwick is a dueling champion.” Snape said boredly, “I do the demonstrations with him, though he is far more competent then that Lockhart.”



Neville had to agree to that as he entered the hall to see it filled with students, apparently this club was very popular. He turned to Snape who just rolled his eyes at Neville before the young man frowned and walked onto the stage Flitwick had set up for them to duel on.



“I am happy to say that our club had been given a pleasant surprise!” Flitwick said almost beside himself with joy as Neville waved at some of the kids he recognized from when he attended Hogwarts. “Auror Neville Longbottom and I will be giving you a demonstration today.”



Neville’s eyes widened as he looked at the smaller man, he was going to duel Professor Flitwick. He turned his gaze to Snape who was now smirking at him and Neville felt his stomach knot as he looked over at Flitwick. He couldn’t duel his old charms professor!



“Okay then Mr. Longbottom.” Flitwick turned and so did Neville; he would just have to go easy on his teacher. They both bowed before they turned and walked to each other’s respected end of the table.



Neville took a few steps forward and put up his wand up just before he went flying back to hit the stage on his back. He blinked a few times as he stared up at the ceiling before Snape was leaning over him with a snide smirk.



“Already losing at a duel Mr. Longbottom?” Neville growled as he sat up and hopped to his feet, Flitwick smiling at him, the sandy haired Auror got in position again as did the smaller man.



Neville flicked his wand but just as he did the barely saw Flitwick’s hand move and the hex was blocked before he was flying back again, this time he landed on his feet and sent another hex.



“I almost wish you were a student so I could excuse your poor dueling to lack of experience.” Neville could here Snape’s voice echo in the hall and some of the students laughed.



Neville was able to block a few hexes from the Charms teacher but none of his were able to hit. He turned to dodge another as he sent a red stream of light towards the teacher, Flitwick was a lot faster than he looked and Neville soon found himself flying back again. He took a deep breath as he landed on his feet one more time, sending water from his wand the same time the older man sent out fire.



The steam blocked his view of the teacher and he put his wand up, ready to block, before the steam turned into snow and fell to the stage with a splash, Flitwick already sending something else at him. He smirked as he dodged again, he could feel sweat break on the back of his neck. He held his wand hand in the air behind him as he readied for the small teacher’s next attack, he could see that the students had backed a little further away from the stage by now.



Flitwick moved his arm in a circular motion and suddenly Neville felt like he was being pushed back by wind, one of the banners in the Great Hall not being able to take the force start falling and Neville smirked as he pointed his wand at it. Suddenly there were feathers everywhere in the room, the wind blowing them everywhere making it hard to see in front of you without being pelted with a few. Neville took this moment to send a spell at the area Flitwick had to be around and was rewarded with a small thud and the wind stopping.



The small charm’s teacher was on one of his knees and Flitwick’s hair was sticking up on one side, his glasses barely holding onto the end of his nose, and there was a wild gleam in his eyes.



“It’s been a while.” The small teacher smirked and Neville had his wand up to block the next tirade of spells.



Flitwick was relentless, Neville almost fell off the stage a few times and he could see Snape smirk at his trouble. Neville glared as he finally flicked his wand at the small teacher just at Flitwick did. There was a small burst of wind that Neville barely felt before he suddenly saw his wand flying in the air, he turned to see Flitwick ready another attack and threw his hand out towards his wand to attempt to grab it.



Time seemed to stop as Neville struggled to reach it before he felt a tingling at the end of his hand then suddenly his wand was there as if it had never left and Neville turned just in time to block the next spell. Neville laughed a bit and turned to give Snape a rude gesture when he heard the older man mumbling only to realize his mistake.



In order to flick Snape off he had left his back open.



Neville was suddenly landing on the floor off of the stage and he groaned a bit before the room suddenly broke out in applause. He smiled sheepishly at the students before looking over Flitwick who was looking at him in surprise.



“Wandless magic?” Neville turned to look at Snape who was giving him the same look that Flitwick was.



“What?” Neville asked trying to hear what the older man was talking about over the students roar over the fine duel they saw.



“When did you learn wandless magic?” Flitwick was now standing excited beside Neville as he grabbed the young man’s wand hand after Neville put his wand up.



“I don’t know wandless magic.” Neville laughed at them before he was rushed by students. Neville wanted to ask his two teachers what they were talking about but he spotted the familiar form of Harry at the end of the Great Hall.



Neville made his way out as he came up to the other Auror and Harry smiled at him. “You look popular.”



“Did something happen?” Neville asked but Harry just shook his head. “We’re heading back to headquarters, we think it’s someone in the ministry and we want everyone back.”



“What about-”



“I believe Snape can take care of himself as long as he doesn’t drink something from strangers.” Harry smirked a little.



“I believe you should still address me as Professor Snape.” A cool voice interrupted the two and Neville looked over at the potions master who was glaring at Harry.



“I’m just taking Neville back.” Harry said happily as he patted Neville on the shoulder.



“Then I guess I should give you my thanks.” Snape sighed before he looked at Neville who was still trying to figure out what Snape and Flitwick had been talking about. “Professor Flitwick says he enjoyed the duel and sincerely hopes that you will honor him with another demonstration before the year is up.”



“Sure.” Neville said with a laugh as Harry looked at him in surprise. As they made there way off the school grounds the dark haired Auror looked at Neville in surprise.



“Who won the duel?”



“Professor Flitwick.” Neville sighed in defeat. “I might have won if I hadn’t tried to show Snape the bird.”



Harry coughed at that then laughed as he looked over at Neville in amusement. “Well Flitwick is a dueling champion.”



Neville just nodded as they took a few steps out of the gate and apparated.



OOO



Percy sighed as he threw more folders on his desk and looked over at Hermione’s neat desk. He rolled his eyes a bit as his own childishness for wanted to go throw some paperwork on her desk, it wasn’t her fault that she didn’t have any real responsibilities and thus was able to finish her paperwork early enough to leave work before six in the afternoon.



He ran his hands through his hair before glancing at the minister’s office; the minister was at a meeting that would probably take a few more minutes. Percy just looked at the paperwork on his desk one more time before going into the empty office; he needed some books to finish this.



He walked over to the huge book shelf and found the book he needed on the top. Percy rolled his eyes in the irony that the one book he really needed would be of course where he couldn’t reach it. He looked at his hands for a second before reaching up, if he could just get a little higher.



He felt the bottom of the book’s spine and pushed up on his toes before he felt a warm body behind his, Percy froze as he watched a dark hand pass his and grab the book, there was a soft chuckle behind his ear and the redhead could feel his face heat up. Kingsley pulled the book down a bit so that Percy could grab it and the redhead took it though the minister still hadn’t let go.



Percy turned around to look at the minister wondering why the older man still hadn’t let go of the book when suddenly there were lips against his. Percy jumped back immediately, his head hitting the shelves behind him as he dropped the book that the minister had finally let go of. They both stared at each other for a second as Percy stared at the older man who seemed hurt by Percy’s reaction.



The redhead didn’t understand.



It made no sense.



Why did the Minister of Magic just kiss him?



The Minister placed both his hands on the shelves above Percy’s head as he leaned over the smaller man. He opened his mouth to say something; Percy could see a faint blush on the older man’s cheeks and felt himself blushing more.



“I’m sorry Percy.” Kingsley finally said softly as he looked down at the blue eyes that were staring at him. “I didn’t mean-”



So it had been a mistake? Percy thought quickly as he looked at the chest that was in front of him. Had Percy turned too soon and the Minister, not moving quick enough, accidentally brushed their lips together? Percy closed his eyes for a second because he knew that it made no sense but as he looked up at the older man he suddenly found himself talking.



“It was an accident, don’t worry about it.” Percy smiled at the older man as he made movement to leave the room but suddenly Kingsley’s arms were on a lower shelf so that Percy was now stuck between the shelf and the older man.



“It wasn’t an accident.” Kingsley said firmly and Percy eyed the man in confusion. “I was apologizing because this isn’t how I meant for you to find out.”



Percy really felt like he needed to leave. He opened his mouth to say something but the way the older man was towering over him was intimidating, he could feel the heat of the body in front of him. Instead he just stared at the older man wondering why the Minister wasn’t letting him go after all it had only been an accident or maybe even a joke.



Wouldn’t be the first time someone kissed Percy just to tease him about it later.



“I like you Percy.”



Well, Percy thought, now the minister was taking the joke too far.



Then there was a large warm hand against his cheek and he looked back up at the bigger man before he was being kissed again, he tried to move back but the hand on his cheek was now behind his neck keeping him forwards as he the older man lick at his lips. Percy felt the other arm wrap around his waist as he was suddenly pressed into the other man. He opened his mouth to yell as the man but then there was a tongue.



Percy made a noise as he felt the minister deepen the kiss, he could feel the man’s heat radiating against his own skin, could taste the need the minister had at that moment, could feel the Minister’s fingers massage the back of his neck.



Percy moaned into the kiss as he felt tears well up in his eyes. The minister biting his lip in response to the noise and then suddenly Percy had grabbed the older man’s robes and shoved. The redhead hit the book shelf again and he tried to breath as he stared at the man across from him.



Kingsley was backing up now too, the older man stopping when he hit his desk and staring at the redhead in front of him in shock.



“Percy, I…”



“I got to go.” Percy left the book he needed on the ground as he made his way out of the office, he was about to pass through the door when suddenly there was a hand on his wrist stopping him.



“I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to-”



“You didn’t mean to force your confession on me or you didn’t mean to kiss me without my consent?” Percy glared at the man as he tried to catch his breath. “Let go of me.”



“No.” The minister tightened his grip on the smaller man and looked at Percy almost pleadingly. “I didn’t mean to force anything on you, I’m sorry.”



Percy didn’t look at the other man, he didn’t think he would be able to while his body was trying to decide if it was angry or not. He closed his eyes as he took a deep breath; he knew he wasn’t angry; he just needed time to think. He opened his eyes to look at the older man who was now avoiding Percy’s gaze now. “Let go of me Minister, please.”



Kingsley looked up at Percy then and slowly loosened his grip on the wrist while staring at the younger wizard, not knowing what to do.



“I need to think.” Percy said calmly as he pushed up his glasses, trying not to break eye contact as he spoke. “I think you should do the same thing, go home and think.”



“But-”



“This is the only time I will let you leave the office with unfinished work.” Percy said curtly as he smirked a little bit. “You better take advantage of it.”



Kingsley nodded as he finally let go of the wrist.



Time to think.



OOO



“Have you seen Arthur?”



Ron turned to see Lupin looking at him hopefully, the young man looking at the clock on the wall before looking back at Lupin just shrugged.



“He should be in his office.”



“He’s not.”



“Maybe he went home on time for once.”



“He still hasn’t clocked out.” Lupin sighed as he sat beside Ron’s desk and looked over at the redhead that had been no help at all.



Ron just blinked a few times as he tried to think of why Lupin would need to see his father. He yawned as he looked over at the clock that was still telling him it was only seven in the afternoon. He looked back over at Lupin who was now touching his lips in thought and Ron just rolled his eyes.



If Lupin really needed to find his father then the werewolf should just wait in his dad’s office.



Ron looked over at the couch at the end of the Auror office that he had conjured earlier to see that Draco was still sleeping on it. He had dragged the blond here in hope that Draco would find something to distract himself while Ron finished off the paperwork he had been avoiding but the blond only demanded a couch and then went to sleep.



Did Draco not sleep at his hotel room last night?



“If you see him, let me know okay?” Ron turned back over to Lupin and it took him a few seconds to remember what they were talking about before he gave the graying haired man a nod then the werewolf left.



He looked back over at the couch to see two grey eyes regard him with a bit of a smirk. “Are you done with whatever you do yet?”



“Just finished.” Ron yawned again and stood from his chair, he pointed his wand at the couch and Draco jumped out of the way just in time for the piece of furniture to disappear again. They glared at each other for a second before Neville and Williamson walked into the office.



“Are you heading back home?”



“Yeah mate.” Ron smiled over at his friend as Neville nodded before looking at Draco. “Are you going back to the hotel?”



“No.” Draco said boredly as he rolled his eyes at their expressions. “Didn’t Robards tell us that we needed to be careful around the ministry?”



“Yeah…but I don’t see why that means you aren’t going to stay at the hotel.” Ron said shortly but Draco just eyed him like he was stupid.



“And who do you think set up my hotel?” Draco asked a bit offended by the crazy look Ron was still giving him.



“The Ministry.” Neville sighed as he looked at Ron. “Maybe you two could just stay together for the next few days, wouldn’t hurt since you’re supposed to be his guard.”



Ron looked like he was about to protest before Draco put an arm around him and looked over at Neville with amusement. “Why I think that is a brilliant idea Mr. Longbottom.”



“I bloody hell don’t!” Ron glared at the blond then at Neville but then another voice cleared and they turned to see Williamson smiling at them from his desk with Robards in front of it.



“I think it’s a good idea.”



Ron groaned as he made his way out of the Ministry with Draco hot on his heels, at least the blond was following him willingly now and that beat having duels in alleys but did Draco really have to stay at his apartment?



“I promise to stay on my side of the bed.” Draco smirked as Ron eyed him in disbelief.



“You aren’t sleeping in my bed!”



But as Ron sat in his bed staring at the ceiling, he wondered how the blond had managed it. He turned over slightly so he could look over at Draco who appeared to be sleeping already and rolled his eyes. Why did it seem the blond always got what he wanted and Ron never did?



He rolled the other way so that his back was to the blond and tried to get some sleep. He popped his neck for a second before settling on the pillow, he tried to force sleep to come before found himself moving around a little more he sighed. Then suddenly there were hands around his waist and he was pulled so that he was against Draco’s chest as the blond glared at him.



“Will you stop moving?” Draco muttered.



“I’m just trying to get comfortable!” Ron defended as he felt his face flush up, he could feel Draco’s hand on his stomach and he looked over at the blond. “What are you doing?”



Draco just smirked before he pushed Ron down and moved so that he was slightly sitting up next to the redhead, his long fingers ghosting across Ron’s body underneath the sheets. Ron shivered as he felt a cold hand under his shirt on his side and opened his mouth to protest when suddenly Draco’s mouth was on his.



Ron tried not to enjoy the softness of Draco’s lips; he was pulling back before one of the blonde’s hands was pulling his hair so that he opened his mouth, Draco deepening the kiss. Ron tried to force himself to hate the hand that was on his chest but soon found himself moaning into the kiss. Draco pulled apart then, smirking at the redhead.



“What was that for?” Ron asked trying to sound annoyed but it only came out breathless.



“It’s an offer.” Draco said as he pressed his lips against Ron’s one more time. “A really good offer.”



Ron tried not to think about the last time he got laid.



One year three months and eighteen days ago.



He tried to think of the last time there had been a warm body in his bed next to him but as Draco’s hand under his shirt rubbed across one of his nipples he couldn’t help but gasp. He looked over at the blond was looking at him smugly and he tried to think about how he shouldn’t do this when he is supposed to be guarding the blonde.



He tried to think of how much trouble he would get in if he did this as he put one of his hands in the blond hair and stared into the grey eyes that were regarding him. He tried to think of what his punishment would be as he pulled the blond down into a kiss briefly wondering if Draco would be worth it.



He felt the blonde’s hand slide down his chest and he suck in his breath as he felt Draco cup his still clothed cock.



“I knew you liked me.” Draco teased against Ron’s lips as his hand continued it’s ministrations making Ron mumble back.



Ron just fell back on his pillow letting the blond have access to his neck as he tried to enjoy the ride.



He was probably going to hate himself in the morning.



“When was the last time someone did this to you?” Draco asked with curiosity as he threw Ron’s shirt off the bed and looked at the unmarked flesh. “You almost look like a virgin.”



“As if I would have given you the honor.” Ron said as he rolled his hips against Draco causing the blond to moan a bit.



“No?” Draco looked at Ron in mock surprise as he undid the tie in the redhead’s pajama pants before he slid the material down and took hold of Ron’s cock. Ron groaned at the rough touch but still spread his legs a little further and the blond chuckled. “I would like to think I can be pretty convincing.”



“I’m sure you ca-ah-an be.” Ron bit his lip as Draco’s free hand pinched on of his nipples.



Draco pumped Ron’s growing erection a few times as he smirked down at the redhead who was gazing up with such an expression the blond felt himself grow hard just by how those blue eyes were staring at him. He had to admit that he had found Ron more attractive as the redhead grew older, and the blond was always one to show his appreciation for beauty.



He took Ron’s cock in his mouth as went down all the way causing the redhead to gasp as he hummed a bit. Ron’s fingers were in his hair and Draco smirked before he pulled up and then went down again.



Ron growled as he felt Draco go down again and felt the need to move his hands against the soft back that he could see now. He briefly wondered when Draco had taken off his shirt, or if the blond had just come into bed shirtless as he moved his hands over the skin. Then Draco pulled up all the way so that their faces were only centimeters apart before Ron placed his lips against the blonds gently.



Draco crawled up as he shoved Ron back down on the mattress, the blond looking around the room before Ron’s eyes widened in acknowledgement for what the blond was looking for.



Ron reached over to the bedside table that was beside him and opened the first drawer grabbing a small tube before throwing it at the blond. Draco smirked as he caught it before he placed it on the covers and grinded his erection with Ron’s making them both hiss.



Draco’s tongue was in his mouth again and Ron sucked on it with need as he felt his erection scream for release. He tried to move his hips against Draco’s but the blond was holding him down now and finally opening the tube. A clear gel was on the blonde’s fingers and Ron moaned in anticipation.



“You sound like such a slut with all those noises you make.” Draco smirked at the redhead. Ron opening his mouth to retaliate before a finger was shoved not gently in him and he groaned at the intrusion. “See what I mean?”



“Malfoy…” Ron panted as the finger moved in him, he was still trying to move his hips but Draco’s other hand had him firmly in place. “I hate you.”



“Do you?” Draco asked as if he didn’t care and he inserted another finger roughly making Ron blink at the ceiling as he tried to relax into the scissoring motion.



Ron felt more of the gel be added as suddenly there was another finger and he tried not to come at being filled by three fingers. He arched up and suddenly he felt teeth against his neck, he moaned as Draco bit and sucked as his skin while the fingers continued their preparation. He felt them pull out of him and was about to say something before Draco’s mouth was covering his, he moaned as he felt the blond move their position around so that now Draco was in between his legs.



He felt Draco’s erection at his entrance and groaned again before he felt the blond suddenly still. Ron opened his eyes and looked at the grey ones that were looking at him gleefully.



“I want you to say you want my cock up your ass.”



Ron felt his face heat up as his eyes widened. What did the blond think he was getting at? Ron tried to rock his hips but now both of Draco’s hands were pressing against them and Ron gasped as he felt Draco lean forward and kiss his chest.



“Say it.” Draco whispered against the warm skin.



“No.” Ron choked as he felt himself tremble. He started to feel anger at the blond as the tried to wriggly under the grasp, anything for more friction, for his release. Ron groaned as he felt Draco lick one of his nipples.



“Open your eyes.”



Ron opened his eyes then as he looked at Draco who was still holding onto him. The blond pressed himself only slightly against Ron’s entrance before he spoke again. “Say it.”



“I want…your cock..” Ron trembled as he felt Draco start to move into him. “In my ass!”



Ron finished the last part quickly before Draco thrust fully inside him and he cursed as he felt the blond pressed hard against him. There were lips on his as he trembled against Draco’s body the blond sat up and rocked his hips lightly against Ron as he smirked down at the redhead under him.



“Now whose cock do you want?” Draco said and Ron glared.



“I want your fucking father’s cock! Now shut the hell up and get on with it!” Ron yelled as he pulled the blond down into a bruising kiss, Draco moaned into the kiss before he the blond grabbed Ron’s legs and lifted them up as the parted.



“You are going to pay for that.” Draco glared at Ron.



“I hope so.” Ron smirked up at the blond before he screamed as Draco started to pound roughly into him, the pace would keep changing as the blond would move quick for a few second then slow down then speed up again.



Ron was moaning and squirming as he felt Draco’s hands squeezing his legs, there would be bruises in the morning. He suddenly felt Draco pull out all the way, the redhead looked over at the blond to protest before he was suddenly turned over so that he was on his knees and his hands were gripping the headboard. He felt Draco’s teeth on his back before he was thrust into again and Ron felt himself coming hard as Draco continued his ministrations.



Ron felt his arms trembled before he felt Draco slow down, the blond grabbed Ron’s now flaccid cock and started to pump it again, Ron made a noise of protest but Draco just smirked at him.



“I can go all night.” The blond smirked against the redhead’s skin and Ron wondered if this was Draco’s punishment. Ron felt himself push against the blond in anticipation as Draco continued to thrust into him.



He was going to be sore in the morning.



OOO



Arthur stared at his desk in front of him.



When had he gotten here?



He looked at the clock on his wall to see it pointing both hands at the number 12.



It was midnight?



He brought his hands up to his head as he tried to think what he had been doing that day, he closed his eyes as he remembered when he had woken up that morning.



When he had woken up he had taken a shower and gotten dressed for work. He made too much toast and left the extra ones in the microwave for when he got back today and then made it to work almost an hour early.



He spent some time starring at the monument but then ran into Perkins who rode with him to his office in the elevator. He had barely sat down in his office when Lupin came in asking for Arthur to help him get an enchanted vase.



Lupin.



Arthur groaned as he remembered pulling the man into a kiss in the alleyway. He had thought that maybe the muggle police would just treat them like alcoholics but then Lupin had kissed him and……



Lupin had kissed him.



Arthur felt his face flushed as he thought about the werewolf’s mouth against his, the younger man’s tongue invading him. He closed his eyes as he tried to remember what happened after that, he could go back to that later but right now he needed to remember what had happened today.



He had apparated back to the ministry after Lupin had….had kissed him, Arthur forced himself forward, and then ran to his office. He remembered feeling suddenly light headed as he walked into his office before he suddenly felt the need to walk around the ministry.



He walked around the ministry for over twelve hours.



Arthur paled as he remembered the soft whisper telling him to walk around, he could still feel the lightness he had been engulfed in as he listened to the whisper.



Arthur stood up suddenly before throwing his door open and running to the Auror office.



Arthur Weasley had just been under the Imperius Curse.



OOO









End of Chapter Two!



So what do you guys think so far?



I hope you like it as I found it really fun to right this chapter! (Arthur and Percy being my favorite characters are always fun to write!) And the wand duel was fun too!!



Next chapter will have some more fun…..kekeke



The weather at my current location has been really nice so I have been out and about in the sun (for once haha) and I must say it feels nice when there is a hot breeze. The humidity kills me though. I know this might be random but I bring it up because the story is supposed to be written during January when it is still quite cold so it is fun to write about cold whether when its so hot and humid outside that I have to take my cds out of my car so they don’t melt this summer. (happened to me once…)



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