Chapter 1:

Harry strode through St. Mungo's hospital with a purpose. This case had been dropped on him last minute because no one else in the department had been willing to take it. All he wanted was to go to the Burrow for Sunday dinner like he had been planning to, but now he had to deal with this.

He walked over to the nurses station. "Hello, I'm Harry Potter. I'm here on an Auror case," he said to a young nurse sitting at the desk.

She looked at him like he were her favorite meal. He was used to that. After saving the wizarding world and all, he tended to attract attention.

"Yes, he's in room 1230," she said smiling.

"Thank you." Harry began to navigate through the halls until he reached room 1230. He pushed the door open and stepped inside.

"What are you doing here?" the man in the bed asked. The man's voice wasn't cold or filled with malice like Harry had expected. He seemed mostly confused. Harry knew he had changed since his days at Hogwarts, but he was still surprised."

"Hello Malfoy," Harry said walking towards the bed. "I'm the auror that has been assigned to your case."

"Fantastic," Malfoy muttered and then grunted with pain as he shifted in bed.

So he's still a bit of a git, Harry thought to himself. "So what happened?"

"I was attacked," Malfoy said.

Not surprising. Harry looked Malfoy over. His nose appeared broken and he had bruises under both of his eyes. His left forearm was wrapped in a white bandage, as was most of his torso. "I can see that, but what exactly happened?"

Malfoy glared at him. "Well I was in Diagon Alley and I had just come from Gringotts when three guys in dark cloaks and masks attacked me."

Harry wasn't surprised. A lot of people didn't like Malfoy that much. He assumed that it was just a mugging.

"So you didn't see their faces?" Malfoy shook his head no. "How much money did you take out of gringotts?"

"About a hundred galleons," Malfoy said.

Harry snorted. Rich bastard. "And they took the money?"

"No Potter, they didn't. I wasn't mugged. It was an attack."

Harry was surprised. Why would someone attack a person and not take the money the victim had? "So you think it was a planned attack?"

"That's exactly what I think," Malfoy said firmly. Harry could tell he wasn't making this up. He seemed nervous. Harry didn't blame him. Any ex-Death Eaters considered Draco and Narcissa Malfoy traitors.

"Okay Malfoy, I look into it," Harry said ready to leave.

Malfoy seemed annoyed he was leaving but nodded. "Thank you Potter."

Harry was surprised by Malfoy's thanks but nodded back. "It's my job. Call the office if you need anything. Harry then left and headed to the Burrow.

Harry stepped out of the fireplace and into the livingroom of the Burrow. He could hear noise coming from the kitchen and walked in there. Ron and George sat at the kitchen table playing a game of wizard's chess. Hermione was already there and she was the first to see him. "Hello Harry," she said smiling.

"Hello Hermione," Harry said hugging her. Then he was greeted by Molly Weasley who was standing at the stove cooking dinner.

Harry walked over to Ginny who was standing behind Hermione. He kissed her and smiled. "Hello there."

She laughed and kissed him again. "How was work?" she asked.

Harry groaned slightly. He really didn't want to deal with this Malfoy thing. "I have a new case that is a real pain in the ass," He said sitting at the table next to Ron. Ginny sat on the other side of him and Hermione sat across from him.

"What's the case mate?" Ron asked as he took down George's king.

Harry swallowed. "It's Draco Malfoy." Everyone was silent for a moment, then they all started to talk at once.

"What did he do?"

"Was it Dark Arts?"

"Bloody fucking git."

"Ronald!"

Harry shushed them then waited a moment before talking. "He was attacked in Diagon Alley earlier today."

"Attacked by who?" Ginny asked. Ron snorted.

"Everybody wants to attack Draco fucking Malfoy," Ron said. Harry could not disagree.

"That's what I thought," Harry said, "but he had 100 galleons on him and they didn't even take one." Ginny and George weren't phased by this information, but it intrigued Hermione and Ron.

Hermione, Ron, and Harry all worked in crime. Harry was an Auror, Ron was a Magical Law Enforcement Agent and Hermione was an analyst in the the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

"So you think it was a planned assault?" Hermione asked. Ginny and George just looked back and forth between the three best investigators in the Ministry.

"That's what Malfoy thinks, but I don't know a lot of people want to hurt him," Harry said.

Molly Weasley came over to the table and interrupted the conversation. "That's enough work talk for today. The three of you need to relax," she said. "Now Hermione come help me with this chicken and Ginny go get me some tomatoes from the garden."

Ginny and Hermione did as Molly said and the men changed the subject to a conversation of quidditch.

There was a blood curdling scream.

Harry felt chills as he recognized the scream too easily. He hadn't heard it since the battle of Hogwarts when he was announced dead, but he still remembered it clear as day.

The scream belonged to Ginny.

Harry was out of his seat faster than he thought possible he ran outside followed by Hermione who was then followed by Ron.

Ginny stood at the garden staring down at something in the plants.

"Gin what happened?" Harry yelled running towards her. He stopped in his tracks staring down at what Ginny had screamed about. Hermione stopped at his side and he heard a small gasp escape her.

"Shit," Ron muttered coming up next to Hermione.

Stareing backup at them with lifeless eyes was a dead man covered in blood.