A/N: Here's another chapter of this story. I'm trying to pace myself so that there isn't a lot of lag time between chapters, but who knows with me lol. Hope you enjoy this chap! It's short, but gives a few hints :)

Chapter 2: I'm Not Going to Kill You

"Mione, I've already told you. I don't want to talk about where I've been. I've been dealing with the war and all of that. It doesn't matter. I'm here now," Harry said for what seemed like the millionth time.

Hermione bit her lip. She and Harry were talking in the kitchen, away from everyone. She had seen the exchange between Harry and Draco and it piqued her interest at how flustered Draco looked. "Harry, I just feel like you're not telling me something important," she responded.

Harry took a deep breath and stepped away from her for a moment. He turned his back on her and rolled his shoulders. Hermione watched him with concern. "You're right, I am not telling you everything, but I am not ready to tell you. All I can say is that I have things that I need to do and that is why I'm back. Can we leave it at that for now?"

Hermione frowned and studied him for several moments before responding. She sighed finally. "Alright, I'm just glad your home." She stepped towards him and wrapped him up into a hug. When she stepped back she was looking at him curiously. "You've gotten taller and did you hurt your upper back or something?" she questioned. She went to reach and touch his back, but he flinched out of her way and shook his head.

"No, it's fine. Do you need any help with dinner?" he asked, changing the subject.

She frowned again, but shook her head. "No. Why don't you go talk to Draco some more. He was very curious as to how you've changed," she said with a grin.

Harry chuckled as he glanced towards the sitting room. Draco was talking animatedly with several people. Harry watched him for several moments. When Draco laughed, he felt his heart flutter at the sound. He sighed and glanced at Hermione who was still grinning at him. He shook his head and walked into the room. Hermione had no idea what he was dealing with right now.

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"Hermione, Theo, another great night. Thank you for inviting me," Draco said as he hugged Hermione and shook hands with Theo. He opened the front door as they waved him good bye. He stepped outside, into the crisp night air and was startled to see Harry standing against the post outside the door. The door shut behind him as if Theo and Hermione knew that Harry was there and knew that it would make him all flustered to be around him.

Harry looked at him carefully and smiled. "Can I walk you to the apparition point?" he asked. He wasn't looking directly at Draco as if doing so would be uncomfortable for him.

Draco frowned. "I guess. It's not like it's that far," he replied as he started down the steps and in the direction of the apparition point.

Harry stepped down the steps behind him and placed his hands in his pockets. "That's true, but you never know what could happen between the door and the apparition point. Especially late at night," he reasoned.

Draco glanced sideways at him warily. "Are you going to kill me, Potter?" he asked in a mostly joking tone.

Harry chuckled darkly and shook his head. "No, I am not going to kill you."

Draco looked over at him in alarm. He became even more alarmed when Harry stopped where he was and looked at the ground intently as he tilted his head from side to side. "Potter, what are you doing?" Draco demanded.

Harry lifted his finger to his lip in a shushing gesture while reaching out and grabbing Draco's arm and pulling him closer to him. Draco nearly tripped, but Harry's strong grip kept him upright. He wrapped said arm around Draco's waist and pulled him flush against him. Draco gasped at the contact and flushed, but noticed that Harry wasn't really reacting at all which made him frown. He also realized at that moment that Harry was nearly as tall as him.

"Stay close to me. You are not safe," Harry whispered as he moved quickly towards the apparition point, keeping a firm grip on Draco. His eyes scanned the area around them and Draco looked around as well trying to see what was so dangerous. He saw nothing.

Finally, they had reached the apparition point. Harry stepped into it with Draco right next to him. "Apparate us, Malfoy," he ordered. Draco narrowed his gaze at being told what to do, but complied. He apparated them to his flat. Harry instantly let go of him as soon as they landed and ran his hand around the area surrounding them as he muttered. After a few more moments of Harry waving his hands about, he finally stopped and stepped back, looking satisfied.

Draco was watching him with his arms crossed over his chest and glaring at him. "What in the hell is going on, Potter?" he demanded.

Harry looked at him and shook his head. "Not now, Malfoy. Get some rest. I'll see you again soon," he replied. He nodded once before he disappeared.

Draco stared at the place that he had been, wondering how in the hell he had just disappeared without apparating. He walked over to his window and peeked out. He looked across the street and swore he saw a dark figure sitting in the tree across the way. He felt a chill run up his spine at the thought of someone watching his home and he thought again about the way Harry had reacted earlier. "What is going on with him?" he wondered aloud. He glanced at the window one last time before he retreated to his bedroom.