Brew Me Another, Break My Heart

After the war, Draco had very few job options. He wasn't proud of it, but black market dealing fit him. He was good at procuring things that were difficult to come by, and he was even better at brewing illegal potions. He never, ever asked questions. Until Harry Potter shows up in his office demanding a potion refill like some kind of addict... HPDM h/c themes warnings inside