Draco awoke to someone petting his hair softly. He cracked opened his eyes to find Harry smiling down at him.

"Hey," he said softly. "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit," Draco croaked.

"Poor baby," Harry cooed.

"Shut up, Potter," Draco mumbled. "What's the time, anyway?"

"Five to ten," Harry replied.

"It's almost curfew! Pomfrey's going to come and check any minute. You better leave unless you want detention."

"No, I've barely seen you in the last few days. The professors have been piling homework and assignments on us. I barely have any time to eat."

Draco groaned. "I'm missing so much!"

"Hermione's made you a copy of her revision notes. I brought them for you," Harry said, gesturing to the bedside table, on which sat a huge pile of colour-coded parchment.

"Oh, good. Tell her thanks. Pomfrey barely lets me study though. The bint's crazy. I only have pneumonia, for crying out loud."

"Draco, pneumonia is serious. You better listen to her and take all your medicine like a good boy."

Draco pulled a face. "The medicine is horrendous. And she's been force-feeding me Pepper-Up five times a day."

"Maybe this will cheer you up," Harry said. He reached down and picked up a pile of magazines, as well as the latest Auror Academy novel.

Draco sat up excitedly. "Ooh, thanks Harry! I've been dying to read this. That is, if Pomfrey doesn't take it away from me."

Harry blushed. "I...also brought you something else." He pulled out a soft, fluffy green dragon and placed it on Draco's lap. "I know, it's stupid. But I thought it could keep you company when I'm not here." Harry looked away, his face bright red.

Draco smiled and stroked the dragon's head. "I love it. Thank you."

"You're welcome," Harry replied.

They suddenly heard footsteps coming towards them. Draco's eyes widened.

"It's Pomfrey!" he hissed. "You better go."

Harry winked. In one swift motion, he pulled out his Invisibility cloak, threw it over himself and disappeared. Pomfrey bustled over to Draco's bed, Pepper Up in hand.

"One more dose before bedtime, Mr Malfoy," she said.

Draco took the potion obediently and grimaced at the taste, while Pomfrey eyed his magazines and book suspiciously.

"It's an assignment for Muggle Studies," Draco lied smoothly.

Pomfrey raised an eyebrow, but thankfully, didn't take anything away. She extinguished the lights with a flick of her wand, bid Draco goodnight and left. After he heard her office door click close, Harry appeared again, looking rather rumpled.

"Harry! I thought you left."

Harry grinned and folded up his cloak. "Nah, I was under the bed. I'm not going anywhere." He removed his school robes and slung them over a nearby chair, before climbing into bed with Draco.

"You'll catch my germs," Draco said as Harry made himself comfortable.

"Then I'll be sick too, and keep you company in here."

Draco smiled as Harry wrapped his arms around him, pressed tightly together in the single bed. He burrowed closer to Harry's warmth, pressing his face into his chest and sniffing. Harry smelled like baked potatoes, which he must have eaten for dinner.

"Go to sleep," Harry whispered, resuming his stroking of Draco's hair. "Tomorrow's Saturday, I can spend all day here with you. We can catch up on schoolwork, if you want."

"Okay," Draco replied, his eyes already drifting close.

Harry pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

X

Early the next morning, Madam Pomfrey exited her quarters, heading into the hospital wing to check on her patients. She stopped short as she spotted Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy sleeping soundly, wrapped up together in the small bed. In between them, a fluffy green dragon head peeked out from under the covers.

She smiled and lifted her wand to draw the curtains around the bed to keep out the rapidly brightening sun, then returned to her quarters quietly.