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Harry and Ron passed the Auror training program in a quarter of the usual time. He suspected it had something to do with the fact that two of the courses were Concealment and Disguise and Stealth and Tracking.
Considering they’d infiltrated the Ministry and spent an entire year hiding from Voldemort and the darkest of dark wizards, their fast-track wasn’t all that surprising.
When Harry moved into his desk in the Auror offices, everything felt surreal. He had a desk. He was an Auror—with Ron, no less.
Nothing dampened his mood that day.
Except maybe discovering that Malfoy’s office was one floor above his.
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They weren't conventional by any means – it was Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, after all - but there was something poetic about it all the same. Snapshots of memories from seven years that contributed to the formation of something unconventional, unprecedented and utterly, inexplicably (but obviously) magical. A post-Hogwarts era Drarry with all the bells and whistles.