AN- Don't worry I'm not going to forget my old stories, I just had a new idea and it helps my creative process to do something fresh once in a while. This as with all of my stories will eventually be a HARRY/DRACO if you don't like this then please stop reading now. I don't want flames later because you chose to ignore my warning. As usual I don't own anything you recognize. Rated M for language and violence. last but not least, let me know what you think and rather I should continue or not.
Angry orange flames blazed and consumed everything in their path as the room of requirement was becoming quickly overtaken. Harry had no idea where Ron was or Hermione. All he knew was that they had grabbed old dilapidated brooms much like the one he was on.
They hadn't been the only people there when the blaze started however and Harry's hero complex quickly took over all other instincts, he took a quick corner around a pile of furniture spotting Draco Malfoy trying unsuccessfully to escape the flames by climbing up the piles of lost and neglected junk in the room.
Harry sped forward as fast as the old broom would allow holding out his hand. "Grab my hand Malfoy!" He shouted circling him.
Draco quickly climbed up higher then stared up surprised when he heard Potter. He stared at him contemplating it then grabbed Potter's hand and tried to pull himself up onto the broom. 'It won't hold us both." he shouted worried.
"Would you just trust me for once in your life?" Harry shouted above the roar of the flames pulling Draco up behind him. "It'll hold us long enough now hold on."
Draco nodded and held onto Harry's waist tightly. "Don't kills us potter." he shouted.
"This coming from the person that was just trying to kill me." Harry muttered weaving around burning piles of furniture and books with precise skill even with the added weight on the broom. The doorway came into view and he sped forward racing the uncontrollable fire determined to take them down.
Draco fidgeted nervously and pulled his wand then cast an aguamenti to try and slow down the fire's burning unsuccessfully.
The doorway was within a few feet of them the fresh air a refreshing feeling compared to the heat and smoke behind them. Just as they began their decent to make it through the opening of the door a loud bang resonated through the room sending flames shooting up at them. Harry screamed in agony at the searing pain as his face took the brunt of the flames.
The broom dropped them as soon as they were out of the room the door slamming shut behind them Harry tucked and rolled as they fell trying to protect his body from the impact of the hard floor, he couldn't see out of his left eye and the pain he felt was nauseating as he stumbled back up to his feet.
Goyle was off to the side of the hall slumped against the wall his eyes were closed but his chest moved as he breathed showing he was at least still alive. Crabbe wasn't in sight.
Ron and Hermione were quickly on their feet as well and looked at Harry with worry written in their eyes. Harry waved off their concern not waiting to see what Draco would do as he took off at a run down the corridor. He couldn't let his pain stop him now. He had a job to do.
Draco weakly stood and stared around, he had burned just the sides of his arms but not as seriously as the scream that Harry had let out. "Where'd he go?" he asked worried.
Goyle let out a cough. "He's Potter. Where do you think he went?" he choked coughing more.
Draco narrowed his eyes. "Where's Crabbe?" he asked.
"He didn't make it out." Goyle replied sadly,
Draco stared sadly at the door. "I'm so sorry Greg." he said softly.
Ron kept easy pace with Harry continuing to look at his face in concern. "Mate, you really need to get medical attention."
"No time." Harry shook his head. "If I survive this then I will seek medical attention."
Hermione quickly ran after them. "at least let me try to heal you Harry, so you'll be refreshed for it." she said worried.
Harry stopped in his tracks turning to take Hermione's shoulders gently in his charred burnt hands looking at her out of his one good eye. "Don't waste your magic Hermione. I don't intend to make it out of this." He hugged her tightly one last time and clapped Ron on the back. "You too are great together take care of one another." He gave a half smile before bolting down the hall pulling out his invisibility cloak as he went vanishing before their eyes.
Hermione stared surprised. "Harry no!" she shouted then started to sob, she couldn't help her friend if she didn't now where he was going.
Ron turned wrapping his arms around her holding her close. "He will be okay, He will come back." he whispered willing himself to believe it too.
Hermione hid her face in his chest and openly sobbed. "He has to keep fighting. He has to be okay!" she cried out.
The next time they saw their friend Harry's limp body was being carried into the great hall in Hagrid's arms they were escorted by an entourage of Voldemort's inner circle as well as Voldemort himself wearing the smuggest expression possible. "Where is your hero now?" he bellowed in amusement.
"Harry, No." Ron whimpered as the fighting seemed to be put on pause.
Hermione stared wide eyed when she saw him and cried out, starting to openly weep. "Harry!" she shouted.
Voldemort continued to speak but his words were like static to most, tears streamed down the faces of most and sobs echoed through the room. Voldemort turned to Harry's body ready to make an example of their 'hero'.
After that things were blurred as Harry jumped from the table engaging Voldemort in battle, finally the world came back to normal speed and Voldemort lay dead at Harry's feet. The room was strewn with bodies from both sides and their were far more tears to come but Voldemort was dead.
Harry stumbled over to Ron and Hermione handing them Draco's wand. "Get this back to it's owner." he muttered before collapsing at their feet.
Hermione stared surprised and quickly pulled her wand then gently started to cast healing spells on the wounds she could see. "Get a healer!" she shouted at Ron.
Ron ran to find a healer that wasn't already occupied finally finding one that quickly prepped Harry and took his straight to 's for treatment.
"He wanted Malfoy to get this back." Ron held the wand up with his arm around Hermione's shoulders as they watched the healers leave with their friend and savior. "I don't know why but I guess I ought to do as he asked."
Hermione nodded and watched them leave then looked up to Ron. "Should I go with them? Make sure he's alright?" she asked.
Ron pulled Hermione to him kissing her softly. "Keep me updated on how he's doing okay?" He requested. "I'll meet you at the hospital shortly." he promised.
Hermione nodded and kissed his cheek then apparated to the hospital with a worried look on her face.
Draco weakly made it to the great hall to get treatment for his burns looking around in shock at Voldemort's corpse laying on a table and all of the injured and dead, He looked frantically around for his mother and father he spotted them speaking with aurors.
Ron approached the blond hesitantly with the wand in his pocket. "Hey Malfoy." He called to get his attention.
Draco looked up and frowned. "What do you want Weasley?" he asked warily.
"Harry asked me to give this back to you, and to thank you for involuntarily letting him use it." Ron replied with a shrug handing the wand out to him.
Draco stared at the wand then smiled weakly and took it. "Thank you. H-he survived right?" he asked softly.
"For now," Ron replied swallowing the lump in his throat. "They took him emergency transport to 's."
Draco nodded and smiled weakly. "If you see him, tell him I'll try to come by and see him, to rile him up." he said softly, wanting to get a little laugh to try and cheer things up, give Ron some hope. "He won't die on you.' he promised.
"Why do you care?" Ron asked bitterly remembering who he was talking to. "Just stay away from him." he shook his head walking away to be with his family gathered around Fred who had been badly injured.
Draco winced and found a healer letting them roughly put a salve on his burns, knowing they'd scar.
Hermione watched from behind a glass window at the hospital as the healers rushed around Harry's still form forcing potions into his stomach and applying salves to his skin.
The burns on Harry's face were severe, the entire left side of his face would be scarred and disfigured for the rest of his life and he'd been blinded in his left eye but he would survive, He was placed in a room with twenty four hour security outside of the door and a very limited visitation list with constant medical attention. Ron and Hermione visited as often as possible just to sit at his bedside and talk to him while he slept. Even they were only allowed a limited amount of time with him.
Draco waited a few days before he ported to St. Mungo's with a box of chocolate frogs and asked at the front desk for Harry Potters room.
The receptionist at the front desk checked her ledger before looking at Draco with a smirk. "He's on the third floor room three hundred and two." She informed him. "But I doubt security will let you in, good luck." she shrugged turning away to her filing.
Draco headed up to the third floor and went to the room. "Please I need to see harry potter." he said softly.
"Are you family?" the guard at the door asked. "what's the reason for your visit?"
Draco smiled weakly. "he saved my life. I brought him chocolate to thank him and wish him better." he said softly.
"He save all of our lives kid." The guard smirked. "Let me see your arm." he ordered.
Draco winced and held up the arm, knowing he would be in trouble for having the dark mark.
"Can't let you in kid," The guard shook his head. "But I would suggest heading down to the ministry and turning yourself in. They are cutting breaks for marked kids like you. His idea." He gestured to Harry's door he even stepped to the side so Draco could look in through the glass at Harry sleeping. "As long as you didn't kill anyone you'll probably get off pretty easily."
Draco nodded and smiled weakly. "Could you give him the chocolate? I think they're his favorite." he said softly.
The guard nodded, "There's paper and such on the desk over there if you'd like to leave a message with them." He offered taking the chocolate running scans on it to make sure it was safe.
Draco walked over and wrote out a quick, 'get better soon potter, you can't leave me no one to rag on,' then left for the ministry.
It took a few weeks for Draco to receive a trial but he was put on house arrest rather than being locked up in Azkaban. His mother and father both went to trial before him , his father receiving a life sentence while his mother would serve five years for her part in the war.
"It's time." An auror announced coming into the holding room Draco has been placed in when he reported for his trial.
Draco smiled and nodded weakly then stood up and slid a hand through his hair, trying to make sure he was presentable.
The auror lead Draco to the courtroom where he was placed in the chair before the judge, the chains on the chair rattled but didn't trap him.
"Please state your full name for the court." The judge ordered.
Draco smiled weakly. "Draco Abraxis Malfoy." he stated clearly, as best he could.
"And do you bare the dark mark Mr. Malfoy?" The judge questioned
Draco nodded. "I was forced to take it by my father." he said honestly.
The judge nodded. "I have received a letter of recommendation that I should let you go free under the condition that you return to Hogwarts to complete your education and check in with the ministry on a monthly basis for a two year period. Do you agree to these terms Mr. Malfoy?"
Draco stared up surprised and with eyes full of hope. "Yes, Merlin yes." he said quickly.
The judge nodded again. "Draco Malfoy is cleared of all charges under the stipulation of his return to school and his monthly check ins." He announced before turning to speak to the records keeper just loud enough that Draco could hear. "Under the recommendation of Harry James Potter." he told the girl.
Draco went wide eyed then smiled softly. He slowly made his way out of the court room and leaned against the wall. When he found the nearest desk, he borrowed a quill and parchment then penned a letter to Harry, thanking him profusely and telling him he had a life debt from one Draco Malfoy.
"Are you actually going to follow the rules set for you?" Ron asked coming out of the courtroom where he'd been observing trials.
Draco turned then nodded his head. "To the letter. I plan on finishing my schooling, even if I am attacked every day and I will check in every month. I'll call ahead and everything." he said honestly. "Weasley how is he?"
"Harry?" Ron asked to clarify. "He's gone." he shrugged sadly.
Draco's shoulder's drooped slightly. "Was he healed?" he asked quietly.
"His physical health is fine." Ron replied leaning against the wall. "He was healed to the best of the Mediwitches abilities. There will always be some damage and scarring though." He sighed. "That with the rekindled fame of being the savior was too much, He wrote that letter to the judge for you and he left. Wouldn't even say where he was going."
Draco sighed and looked to the letter in his hands. "He wouldn't get this then would he?" he asked softly.
Ron bit his lip before reaching out taking the letter. "I know how to get it to him." he replied. "I'll take care of it." he promised.
Draco smiled weakly and handed it over. "Thank you. Draco Malfoy." he said and offered a hand in friendship, something that hadn't happened in many many years.
"Red hair and freckles, yes I'm a Weasley." Ron chuckled shaking Draco's hand. "But you can call me Ron, and if you don't check in with me for your monthly appointments I will track you down." he threatened with a smirk.
Draco laughed and smiled softly. "Thank you Ron. So the feud between families is finally over. Who would have thought." he teased.
Ron rolled his eyes. "I need to get back into the courtroom," he smirked. "Go home and get some rest, you look like shit."
Draco chuckled then gently shook Ron's hand again. "See ya round Ron. Give Hermione my thanks as well. Do you know if their taking the Malfoy accounts and possessions?" he asked.
"You get to keep everything and the items that were seized will be returned by weeks end." Ron promised. "Harry has faith in you, Don't disappoint him."