(Harry P.O.V)
A blanket wrapped around, concealing the truth from my friends. You don't want to tell them what he had done to you, the pain that you had been through and the pain that you were in now. Only one person knew, that one was beside you and he too had a blanket over him and was experiencing the same thing as you. He had killed his mother and father right before your eyes. He was supposed to be your enemy, your rival, but know he was sitting right next to you a large gash of his chest. He should have left you to die. Why did he save me, if he hadn't the world would have been tossed into darkness and you left alone dying while the world was consumed. He was your enemy and yet he saved you, he had taken a spell in the chest that would have killed you. So why did he do it, this was Draco Malfoy and why did he save me Harry potter his worst enemy from the Lord of darkness himself Voldamort.
(Draco P.O.V)
I wonder why I'd saved him, why couldn't I just let him die. He should of died he is my enemy and I had joined with Voldamort and even had the mark to prove it. Even though it was gone know that Voldamort was gone, I still can feel the pain on my arm. He had tortured me and even killed my parents right in front of my eyes just because they had stood up for me and didn't want him to hurt me any more when I made a mistake. So they died and Voldamort became even more evil if that is even possible. So why did I step in I really didn't know, I had watch him torture Potter and hadn't done anything. I hadn't even shed a tear when I saw the blood running over his body. When he went to finally kill potter my body just reacted and moved on its own. I had taken the blow letting my wand drop only to have potter pick it up and kill Voldamort while his guard was down. Why had I done it, why did I have to ask myself that when I know the answer to the question. I just could admit it, that I had feelings for Potter. That I had felt that way a long time ago and had just pushed it away. Saying that it wasn;t real that I couldn't feel that way, but when he was about to die I let everything go and admitted to myself my feelings for him. "Harry…"
"Yes Draco …" Talking to him by first name sounded and felt weird but I felt it must be done. While I was there looking at what he had done and looking at Voldamort dead body in front of me. I saw Draco in a different light, that I had feelings for him. That they went deeper then just wanting to be friends, that I wanted him to hold me and not let go. To say that he loved me and that I loved him back.
" Harry I…. I…. I really…."Well here goes nothing. "Harry I really like you and not as a friend but more then that" Great now he will think I am weird I had saved his life and now told him my feelings. So he would leave and never talk to me again.
Wait what did he just say. This had to be a dream and a really good one at that, but I pinched myself and still found that in front of me was Draco looking down. He loved me this was wonderful. Know it made sense why he had saved him. "Draco…"
Here it comes now don't be afraid rejection is natural.
What happened next when Harry lifted up Draco's chin to look into his gray eyes with his own green ones. Harry bent down and brushed his lips against Draco's. Then shock ran through there bodies as they embraced in a passionate kiss just as the sun rose over the horizon starting a new day for the world and a new life between Harry and Draco.