AN: A bit of fluff to make your day fluffier :)

Maybe later we'll get smutty again.

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The day before the second task of the tournament.

"Gillyweed. Neville told me about it. "

Draco thought for a moment, shaking his head. He knew about Gillyweed, he knew about lots of things.

Harry had started to think of him as some sort of male Hermione Granger. One that he found very attractive. Look at those eyes. Those lips. Draco interrupted his thoughts and replied

"Yes, but it won't last an hour, he said with panic in his voice, we need to find a way to make it last, otherwise you could be at the bottom of the lake when it wears off." he thought for a second and then ran while shouting

"I'll be back."

Harry watched him go, feeling a bit lonely. He was getting really used to having Draco around.

Draco came back an hour later, carrying a small vial.

"I talked Snape into helping me brew a potion from the Gillyweed, that way it will last longer."

"You told him it was for me?" Asked Harry perplex. His relationship with Snape was complicated, to say the least.

"No, but I'm sure he suspects it. But he is my godfather, he really cares for me. And I told him it was really important" he said blushing.

Harry looked at him and saw those grey eyes showing fear.

"You do care, don't you? Really care?" Harry said and reached to caress his face with the back of his fingers.

Draco lowered his eyes. He had not said it, but he was in love with Harry. His conflicting feelings of rivalry and peer jealousy got resolved for him that first night in the tent. They have been together in some way since that day, but they had not talked about feelings. Harry was still too preoccupied with the tournament and Draco didn't want to scare him off by bringing up his out of control emotions. He didn't know for sure where Harry stood.

His thoughts got interrupted by an annoying voice. A second-year Slytherin girl was pulling on Draco's robes. She spoke with a lisp that would have been cute if she wasn't interfering with his romantic life.

"Mr. Marlfoy Mr. Marlfoy, the headmaster wants to see you"

He rolled his eyes "it's Malfoy. But thanks."

He stood up and gave Harry a small smile.

"I'm not sure what I did to get me in trouble. I'll find you after if you want."

"I do," said Harry smiling. He was very anxious about the task but having Draco around calmed him down.

And yet, Draco did not return. He went to dinner, where he had to convince Hermione that he had a solution for the second task. She was very wary of his relationship with Draco, but he was sure it was 'professional' jealousy. She was not the only genius in his life anymore. Besides what did she care? She had dumped Dean for freaking Viktor Krum, his competition.

He went back to the library to wait for Draco. Nothing. He started to feel angry. He needed him, and he was nowhere to be found. Harry fell back into the sour mood he had before the first task.

He went to bed and looked at the vial on the nightstand for a long time. Where was Draco? He did want to help, he got the potion for him, so why did he disappeared at the last minute?

Harry closed his eyes and went into a restless sleep.

In the morning he ran to the lake, he was late and had no time for breakfast. Not that he could eat anything, he was nauseous with anxiety. And Draco was nowhere to be found. Confusion, anger, fear, Harry was a mess. This task was going to be a bust. Like he cared.

At the sound of the cannon, Harry emptied the potion vial and dove into the lake. He was supposed to look for a treasure stole from him. He couldn't think what it was. His invisibility cloak? The Marauders' map? He didn't have any objects that important besides those that had belong to his parents. His photo album maybe?

He kept swimming down, fighting Gryndilocks and avoiding the giant squid until he saw the city of the mere people. This should be it. If there was something in the lake, they must be guarding it. The mere people looked terrifying, all carrying tridents and making hissing noises, saying "only one." Then he understood what they meant.

In the middle of the underwater town square were three human figures floating. They looked dead. Two of them had silver blonde hair, one had brown curls. His heart sank. His best friend, his…lover?... and an innocent little girl, Gabrielle Delacour, were held hostage by the mere people. He felt awfully conflicted. The two girls were very important, but he just wanted to grab Draco and save him. He tried to cut all the ropes with a spell but the mere people attacked him.

"Only one."

He backed up. His heart hurt. He knew he had to choose Draco. But would anyone really get the others?

At that moment a half-shark half-human creature swam quickly, scaring the mere people. then it grabbed Hermione and swam up with her. It was Krum.

Harry looked around and saw the mere people were still gone but there was no sign of Fleur Delacour. He cut the ropes of both blondes and started swimming dragging both of them. Halfway up he saw Fleur, who swam towards him. She looked badly hurt but still took her sister and pulled her the rest of the way up. Harry got to the surface and the gills disappeared. He dragged Draco's unconscious body out of the water, and desperately tried to revive him. The headmaster ran towards them and performed a special renervate to wake him up.

Draco opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Harry's face. He smiled.

"You did it. You got me out."

Harry peppered his face with kisses. People were covering them with blankets and watching them, smiling.

"I thought you had left me last night when you didn't come back. I was so angry. But that was nothing compared to the horror of watching you down there, I didn't know if you were alive, I didn't know if I could get you in time."

Draco was able to sit up and they hugged under the blanket.

"The headmaster said he performed an ancient spell to find out who was the person in school each champion would miss the most. When he told me I was yours I wanted to run to you, but they wouldn't allow it. You were not supposed to know what the task was until the morning. It was a long night."

Harry kissed him, then pressed his forehead to Draco's

"It was a very long night for me too."