A/N: Well this is something I made off hand. So I hope you enjoy and please don't kill me those Harry/Ginny fans *Hides in a closet somewhere*.

Disclaimers: No I do not own anything. HP is all J.K's babe's.

It had been years since the blond had been anywhere near his old classmate and rival. Granted he had grown out of this around the last year at Hogwarts, but still he had a guard. Draco Malfoy had never spoken those words of 'love' to the golden boy, Harry Potter. Then again he had never felt anything like what he did for that messy haired man. Many a times when those feeling of arousal, desire, need, anger, and love came about he would go into himself and be the Slytherin he was known as.

Well that was before he had heard of Harry's loss. Ginny had died while giving birth to Albus. The third child of the famous Harry Potter and he was all alone now.

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"Daddy why is everyone crying?" Asked the small boy with eyes like his mothers. Soft hazel with the hint of his own green. Little James Potter looked up at his father whom held himself together. His normally bright emeralds for eyes were dulled and looked as if he had never felt joy. Still Harry smiled.

The other younger Potter children were with their aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron. Little James had just turned six and it was amazing to Harry how much like him the boy was. "Because son. Their all sad for Mommy." He said simply as the small boy gave a nod. It was hard for the boy. He knew well enough mommy was not coming home and that she had gone to heaven. Where she'd be waiting Daddy said. He remembered that night only a month ago…

"Mr. Potter.. You have a fine baby boy." Said the doctor as he gave Harry a good firm hand shake. The look on his face just made Harry smile as he didn't know. How could he? After all he had just showed up.

Harry had been at work and no one could have reached him. Working in a muggle part of town did have a few flaws.

As soon as the doctor let their hands drop Harry had made to go see his wife when he felt that strong hand grab him by the shoulder. "For Merlin's sake I want to see my wife." He said with a small smile. It dropped quickly as he saw the older man give him a sympathetic look. 'Did something happen?' the boy who lived thought as he felt the hand relax as if the man was trying to give him some sort of comfort.

"I am.. It is always a slim chance that the mother will not make it. Mrs. Potter died from blood loss and the strain was grate." The doctor said as he looked into wide green eyes. It was almost like a dream.. No, A nightmare. Harry Potter the boy who lived and the savor of the wizarding world ran in a blur to the room where his wife lay. 'It's a lie! She's pulling my leg in some sick joke. She's going to smile up at me with our new baby boy.' He thought as the tears were coming.

When he did open that door the nightmare became real. Before him was his wife, only she had lost her glow. Her soul. Ginny, HIS Ginny was dead and he had not even said I love you for a last time.

The rest all became a blur as Hermione and Ron came over to help. They had been amazed at how Harry was holding up. After all when ever they came over in the morning (Ron would leave with Harry for work) both never saw the house under chaos. It was as if Harry had been doing this all along.

They didn't know though.

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Draco walked into the hall before he entered the room. He was terrified to enter the room as he really had no reason to be there. However he wanted to give his remorse to Harry as well as the rest of the Weasley clan,. He wasn't as heartless as most thought him to be.

His black suit was nicely fitted with a white dress shirt under. He wore a lovely forest green tie that stood out and yet pulled the suit together. It fitted nicely as did all of the Malfoy's suits. He was about to go in when something ran into him hard. The impact was a startle, but nothing the man couldn't handle.

"What the…" He started, but trailed off as he saw what had ran into him. It was a small girl of about four. She looked like a Weasley, but her eyes had a tint that none of those red headed twits had. A soft green. Draco knew who she was at the moment. She had on a splendid looking dress of black and baby pink frill. Her hair was a little wavy and had a honey tint in the deep red she had inherited from her mother. It was like looking at Ginny as a child or maybe Harry's mother.

The platinum blond couldn't help noticing as well she had puffy eyes and tears still falling down her cheeks. "Hey.. Are you alright?" he asked with a soft look and a kind smile. He always did have a soft spot for children even though he would have never show it in public. He was a Malfoy and appearances were always more important then anything else.

Knelling down to help her up foot steps could be heard. Quickly the little girl took Draco's hand and claimed into his arms. Draco didn't really protest as he lifted the little child and stood holding her. "Mommy…" She said softly curling into him as the tears started to fall again. 'Huh?! I am not a woman!' He thought a little pissed now as he hated being compared.

"Lilly Luna Potter you have-" The man stopped as he saw who was holding his daughter. Harry hadn't know why his daughter had run off, but he knew she most likely heard about her mother. She knew of course, but being only four she didn't understand that daddy wouldn't leave. She was sure her mother's death would mean Harry would leave to.

Slowly though the grieving Harry pulled back as he put on his best face. "Malfoy? I never thought you'd be caught dead with a child. Let alone the child of Harry Potter." He said this with a small chuckle as he stood now before the blond. He had for some reason missed the other man. Besides his friends and Hogwarts Malfoy was something he had counted on those seven years of his life.

The blond gave Harry a small smile. Unlike those sneers or smirks filled with hate and utter disgust as he once used. "Yeah.. She just curled up in my arms after running into me." The Slytherin held the little girl as she had fallen asleep. Must have been from staying up from the stress in the house. She reminded Draco of Harry.

"Pot-Harry I'm deeply sorry.. No matter how much I bashed the Weasley's…" He was silences as Harry held his hand up with a small smile. It was odd how that little gesture and smile made the once strong Slytherin just about melt.

Harry sighed a little as he had for the first time that night had smiled and meant it. "Well since we're using first names now.. Draco thanks. It means a lot." Harry said as he walked over to retrieve his daughter. He didn't want Draco stuck holding her. It was not going to happen though. Every time he tried to take Lilly from Draco her grip grew on the black suit. She had taken a liking to the Malfoy it seemed and it was obvious after the first ten attempts she wasn't going to budge.

Draco chuckled lightly as Harry gave a long sigh. His hand ran over that honey hair as he gave the Gryffindor a small smirk with a raise of the eyebrow. "Seems like she has taken after you.. Stubborn and bad taste in people." Those silver eyes held Harry's a moment before they both broke out into laughter.

It didn't go un-noticed as a cretin busy brunette came out at the moment with a smile. "My I thought I would never see the day Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter laughing together." Hermione said this in a good nature as she smiled at the blond. The room fell a little before said brunette walked over and gave the Slytherin a friendly hug. "I am glad you came though… And I see Lilly has taken a liking to you.."

Draco was a little uneasy as he held Lilly with one arm and gave the once annoying Gryffindor a half hearted hug. He wasn't going to start trouble and he certainly wasn't in a mood for witty banter. "Yeah.. She curled up in my arms.. I think she didn't want to get scolded by Harry." They both gave Harry a mischievous look before they laughed. Harry had started blushing at the comment for some reason. Why was it Draco's words made him flustered? He never understood and right now he didn't have much energy for it.

Clearing his throat the messy haired man turn. "Well we should head back… They'll be closing the casket soon and I have to get the boys…" By boys he of course meant James and baby Albus. Draco and Hermione followed him in silences as this would be hard for the other. This would be a long night.

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After it had all been said and done Harry still hadn't shed a single tear. Draco had been watching the black haired other the whole time and it was obvious to him Harry was going to wait. Wait till he had put the kids to bed and had a silencing charm on his own room and cry himself to sleep. That was how the boy who lived always did things and the blond couldn't say he blamed him.

"Oi Harry." Draco said as everyone was leaving. "Oh Draco sorry for leaving Lilly to you.." He said to the blond before taking his daughter who had finally loosen her grip. Draco chuckled softly before giving the little red head a kiss on the forehead. "No worries. Hey would you like me to come along and I don't know… Help out?" This was a strange act of kindness, but Harry smiled softly as he gave a small nod of agreement. "Sure."

It was a quick flick of the wrist before the five of them were back at the Potters flat. It was a nice little place with the same homey feel Mrs. Weasley had back in Harry's youth. "Well… Draco go put some tea on please?" The messy haired man asked before taking the children off to bed. Draco nodded as he didn't really know what else to do.

"Daddy… Who is that man?" Asked little James as his father was finished putting the baby to bed. This was something they always did really. When Harry would come in he'd save James for last and have a small chat with the boy. "That's Uncle Draco." He said simply before tucking his son in and stroking back his messy hair.

James made an 'o' as he snuggled in the little to big bed. "Then is uncle Dray gonna stay and help you dad? You look so tired." He said innocently. Harry almost broke down at seeing how much his young son saw already, but held it back and just smiled. "Maybe son.. Now sleep. I'll see you tomorrow." He said before kissing his son's head and heading off before breaking down into tears.

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Draco sighed softly as he had been sitting in the living room of Harry's home looking at the pictures that cluttered the fire mantel. It was very clear he didn't belong there, but he had to help Harry as much as he could. The man he had loved was broken and it was plain to see when he came into the room with a look of pure pain and despair.

Harry however just smiled a little seeing how worried Draco was. The Slytherin was letting himself go a little, but it was nice to see emotions instead of sneers. "James asked if you'd be sticking around… I said I would see." Harry of course would have dismissed the idea, but seeing how Draco was being so kind and wanted to help he couldn't really pass that up.

He needed all the help he could get and if that meant having Draco around he would do it. "Sure Harry… I was going to ask you later when things calmed down if you needed anything." Draco said this before getting to his feet and walking over to the other man. God he was looking well besides what had happen of course. Harry was still tan as ever and his body -From what Draco could see- was still well toned from playing quidditch. 'Calm yourself Draco… It is not the time to try anything. Not till he's come to terms.' The blond thought with a little sigh.

What he didn't know was Harry would have gladly been his. Of course later they both would have regretted it because it was an act of frustration and not out of love. "Thank you… I need any help I can get. I mean with the baby now and James seeing me like this…" Harry started, but choked on his words as he was breaking down. He gasped softly when Draco did something neither would ever think of. He hugged Harry and he held him close.

"Shh… I'll help as much as I can. Think of it as my repayment for saving my ass in the war." Yes the great pure blood Draco was saved by his nemesis Harry Potter. Still in the hug Harry found himself clinging for dear life. He needed this. The feeling of having someone there letting him break down finally and allowing him to just let thing's go. He wanted to scream and break everything around him when Ginny died, but now in the warm hold of Draco.. He just wanted to cry.

After note:

What did you all think? Good, bad, or needs some work? I tried and well I hope the cliff hanger doesn't get me killed xD