Hey guys, new one!! I hope you enjoy it, usual disclaimers don't own them and male on male slash and language that may offend!! :D

'That wand's more trouble than it's worth,' said Harry. 'and quite honestly,' he turned away from the painted portraits, thinking now only of the four poster bed lying waiting for him in the Gryffindor Tower, and wondering whether Kreacher might bring him a sandwich there, 'I've had enough trouble for a lifetime.'

However, he had some business to attend to in the Great Hall. Two people he needed to see before he slept. Walking calmly down to the Great Hall with Ron and Hermione at each side, when they finally entered the Great Hall people started coming over to congratulate Harry, Ron and Hermione and offer their commiserations for the losses.

Harry was too busy looking for the three blonds that he barely noticed the crowd surrounding him until he pushed his way through friends, class mates, DA members, and the general public. Silence boomed as Harry Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived-Twice, made his way towards the three Malfoys.

"Mrs Malfoy. I would like to thank you for what you did for me in the forest, if not for you I would be dead and everyone would be subjected to a madman. For that I owe you my life and anything I can do to repay that debt, just let me know and I'll see what I can do." Narcissa lifted her head high and stood to face Harry. She held out her left hand for him to shake as Draco was clinging to her right, Harry took the proffered hand and offered her a tentative smile, which was returned, before turning to her son, Narcissa's hand now rested on his left forearm.

"Malfoy. I would also like to thank you." Draco's head shot up, "if it weren't for you at your Manor, Ron, Hermione and I would have been dead and none of this would have happened. And I'd also like to offer my condolences for the death of Crabbe. I'm sure you'll miss him, Goyle too. Anyway, I know this won't work for you anymore, or as well as it did, I don't really know, never got chance to understand wand lore, not that I actually wanted to –"

"You're rambling Potter." Malfoy's smirk was evident on his face and in his words. Harry grinned back at him feeling oddly comforted by the banter provided by the one constant in his life. "Right, well here's your hawthorn wand. I thought you might like it back, it's a very good wand."

"Of course. It is a Malfoy wand after all Potter."

Harry held out his wand which was taken and then his hand which Draco shook before shyly smiling, "thanks for you know saving the world again, for real this time!" Chuckling Harry turned to Lucius, "Mr Malfoy, I have nothing for you –"

"I did not expect anything, Mr Potter."

"Uh, right. All I can offer is my support for when the trials start, and my word that I know what you did during this war, more specifically what you didn't do. How could you do anything without a wand? I will make sure you are exonerated. You too... Draco."

Draco and Harry both shivered at Draco's given name rolling off Harry's lips, Narcissa was the only one to feel them both tremble with what she believed to be repressed desire and lust hidden under years of hate, anger and rejection (on Draco's part.) But looking at both boys who were entranced by the other, she suspected it might be deeper than pure lust.

Narcissa flexed both her hands so the boys each realised they were staring and that they were being stared at by more than the other. Blushing profusely Harry grinned sheepishly, "Well, if you'll excuse me, there's a bed in the Gryffindor Tower that has my name on it."

"You can't be serious."

"Yes, Malfoy I am. I haven't slept in a proper bed inside for about a year."

"Not the bed Potter. The Tower bit. You will be mobbed in your sleep! Look, come to the dungeons, to Slytherin. No-one here knows the password I can assure you a quiet night's sleep before you are mobbed by camera wielding press."

Draco held out his hand, in a gesture reminiscent of that on the Hogwarts Express seven years ago, this time however; Harry took it. "Lead the way."

The two boys made their way towards the Entrance Hall, with the crowd parting to let them through, staring in wonder at the son of a Death Eater and the Boy Who Lived, holding hands. Once they had left, an up roar ensued and Kingsley's deep voice could be heard, "if students would like to make their way to their common rooms, adults may stay here until the morning. I believe that a good night's sleep will do us all some good."

Harry was laughing as Kingsley's voice faded, "Well, we caused an up roar. I think I have a certain knack for that!"

"I'm not surprised. You don't do things by halves. I should know."

The boys smiled at each other, before Draco turned and stated the password before the door slipped open and Harry dropped Draco's hand, before walking inside and looking over at the green fire, black couches, and eerie green lighting before his eyes landed on Draco in the door way.

"Not much has changed since second year. But then Gryffindor didn't so I don't see why Slytherin should have."

"What do you mean not much has changed?"

"Do you remember Christmas holidays, second year? Course you do, well after the Feast on Christmas day you talked to C- Crabbe and Goyle. But they left after 50 minutes with a stomach ache and a head ache."

"Yeah, that was weird."

"That was me and Ron under polyjuice."

"No shit."

"Yep. Now where can I sleep?"

Blushing at his stupidity for forgetting Harry's fatigue, Draco lead him to the boys dorm, Harry went into the middle of the room before looking at each of the beds and sitting on one in the corner slightly away from the others, he pulled off his shoes, socks and shirt. When he stood to take off his trousers he realised Draco was watching his every move.

"Like what you see?"

"No, I was wondering if you were going to realise that that is my bed."

"Oh do you want to sleep here?"

Smirking Draco shook his head and moved over to another one, "this was Zabini's. I spent a lot of time in here last year."

Harry stared, "you're gay?"

"Yes, Potter I am. But not with Zabini, he's my Granger, like a brother rather than sister. The one you go to for comfort and understanding."

Harry nodded, "I understand that." He pulled off his jeans and pushed the duvet back before lying down, he sighed in delirium and contentment before falling straight to sleep. Draco laughed softly at him before pulling up the duvet over Harry's gorgeous body, shedding his own clothes and falling asleep in Zabini's bed.

Blinding flashes of green light surrounded him.

James fell.

Lily fell.

Sirius fell.

Dumbledore fell.

Fred fell.

Tonks fell.

Remus fell.

Snape fell.

He fell.

He was hurting all over, the snake-like face with red eyes, loomed in his vision, "you will die Harry Potter, and your lover boy before you."

Harry looked left, there suspended in mid air with hair falling about his face, shirt open, muscular chest scarred and bleeding was Draco. "Say good bye, boy."

"Draco."

Draco's head lifted and he opened his mouth, "I love you Har- argh!" The crucio had hit him full force, then another flash of blinding light and he was engulfed in flame, hand out stretched but after a long while it hung limp.

Draco fell.

Harry screamed.

"Potter. POTTER!!! Come on, wake up Harry! Please!"

Harry shot up, sweat glistening on his chest and tears streaming down his face, Draco was kneeling on the floor by his bed looking terrified but he quickly took Harry's hand and gently pushed him down onto the bed. Harry reached his free hand up to stroke Draco's cheek and hair, "you're safe. You're safe."

Draco nuzzled his head into the open palm before wiping Harry's face, and gently leaning down to kiss his cheek. "Of course I am. You saved me."

Once Harry had calmed down thanks to Draco whispering words of comfort into his ear, Draco stood to leave but Harry pulled him back. The pleading in his eyes was enough for Draco who made his way under the covers and into bed next to Harry, pulling him close so his back was flush with Draco's chest. Their skin rubbed together and Harry fell asleep with Draco breathing on his neck well aware of his stare to make sure Harry slept peacefully this time.

When he woke up Harry was slightly disorientated, his head was resting on a hard chest, his arm around a waist, an arm around his back and another on his waist. Looking up Harry watched Draco Malfoy sleep and the events of last night came rushing back; Voldemort, tortured Draco, Draco professing his love for Harry, dead Draco, comforting Draco.

Tears slipped out from behind closed eye lids onto Draco's navel, Harry stifled a sob and tried to move away from the blond but a strong pair of arms held him in place. Harry raised his head and looked into molten silver eyes, tears still fell but Draco moved them into a sitting position and hugged Harry to his chest whilst rubbing his back and whispering soothing words.

Pulling back Harry smiled sheepishly before standing and picking up his bloody, dirty clothes and he headed for the bathroom. When Harry was in the shower Draco summoned his clothes and proceeded to burn them with a well placed incendio. Then Draco went to his trunk, which was still there for the school year, and pulled out his muggle clothing. A cashmere sweater, white polo shirt and black slacks, Draco soon realised his mistake when Harry came out of the bathroom, steam billowing behind him, water dripping down his torso to the towel that was slung low on his hips.

"Where the fuck are my clothes?"

Draco pointed to the pile of ash on the floor, "um there. But I have some other clean clothes for you!" He motioned to the outfit he laid out on the bed before flouncing past Harry into the bathroom. Harry donned the outfit and admired himself in the mirror, the feel of the cashmere against his chest and slacks against his thighs and the feel of Draco's silk boxers against his crotch and arse.

***

Draco shut the bathroom door, shed his boxers and made his way into the shower, his erection jutting proudly as he turned the water to lukewarm and started to fist himself with the image of a green eyed beauty with water dripping of his hard chest. Draco came all over the shower wall with Harry's name on his lips, his cock softening in his hand he angled the shower head to wipe away his come.

He watched water slide down his body and he was assaulted with images of Harry, his cock was hardening again but he made no move to release himself in the semi hard state, instead he switched off the water and turned to grab his towel but found Harry staring at his semi-hard cock. Draco followed his gaze until it met his own.

Harry turned bright red and stutter something about meeting Draco in the Great Hall for breakfast, before turning tail and literally running away. Draco sighed he didn't know how long Harry had been standing there but he dried himself before getting dressed and heading to the Great Hall for breakfast.

Harry was sitting at the end of the Gryffindor table facing the door, Ron and Hermione on either side and Neville and Luna opposite. Harry immediately blushed when he saw Draco and the others turned to see what had caused him to do so, Luna moved down so Draco could sit opposite Harry.

"You came."

"Only once." Harry was looking directly into his eyes and he said this in reply to Granger, who ducked her head and started to giggle, Draco smirked as Luna and Neville started chuckling. Harry looked uncomfortable and Ron looked confused.

"Draco."

Draco turned in his seat and put down his morning coffee, "yes mother?"

"We are leaving; the school will be closed for a while, September if I am correct. And you will be coming back then to re-do your seventh year."

"Yes, mother." Draco stood nodding to Luna and Neville, "goodbye Granger, Weasley."

Harry stood and came round the end of the table to shake hands with Narcissa and then Draco, "thank you once again Mrs Malfoy."

"you are welcome Harry. And you are invited to come to the Manor over the summer, we would be happy to accommodate you."

Harry smiled and shook Draco's hand, when he went to pull away Draco wouldn't let him, Draco held his hand steadfast and pulled him closer to say "I'll be wanting those clothes back" he pulled Harry closer to whisper in his ear, "especially my boxers knowing your cock's where has been is so arousing." Draco pulled back slightly to smile kindly and walk away after his mother.