DISCLAIMER: Just borrowing the characters J.K. I hope you don't mind!

House Call

Draco's POV

I heard the phone ringing as if it was from far away. I grumbled as I stood up to answer the phone. I stumbled down the hallway, a little light headed due to the flu. Before I answered the phone, I blew my nose on some tissue. I answered the phone and sniffled, "Hello?"

"Draco? It's Harry," hearing his voice caused me to blush, especially when I realized how horrible I sounded compared to his angelic voice. "Um…I know this is sudden but, I heard that you need a roommate…and was wondering…"

I interrupted him. "Harry, are you asking to be my roommate? What about Neville?"

Harry cleared his throat nervously. "I…broke up with Neville."

"Why? You two had such a great relationship." I had a hard time keeping the glee out of my voice as I heard the news. Finally the object of my desires for seven years could be mine at last.

"It was a façade, Draco. He drank and hit me constantly. I just had finally had enough. I-I just…" Harry started sobbing uncontrollably.

"Harry…please stop crying! I'm sorry I brought it up! Of course you can come and stay with me!"

Harry hiccupped slightly and happily said, "Really? Y-you really mean it?"

"Yeah," I told him.

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Draco! I won't take up much space, and I'll pay you in advance for rent! Oh, thanks so much Draco! When can I move in?"

"I suppose right away-ay-ay…ACHOO!

"Bless you."

I sniffed, "Thanks. Harry, you don't need to pay me in advance. We're friends."

"Well…Alright. But I want to do something…"

I jumped at the chance, "Let me take you to dinner. Er…Not now, but when I'm better."

"Deal. I'll Apparate over in a few minutes."

"Alright," I said, completely ecstatic. "I'll make up the second bedroom for you."

"Don't. I can do it when I get there. You just rest."

I considered arguing but rest sounded way too good. "Okay. See you in a few."

"Bye."

"Bye." I hung up the phone and tripped over to the couch to wait for Harry. I conjured up a bowl of hot tomato soup, oyster crackers, and a glass of orange juice.

By the time I had finished eating and magically sent the dishes to the sink, I heard a very light knock on the door.

"Draco? It's me." Called Harry, his voice was muffled by the thick wood of the door.

I coughed slightly, sniffed, and said as clearly as I could, "Come in!"

Harry opened the door and came inside. He made his way over to me and felt my forehead. "Well, you have a slight fever, but nothing that won't be gone within a few days." He told me.

I coughed; it felt like I was hacking up a lung. "Good to know." I took a good glimpse at Harry. I was floored. "Harry," I gasped. "Why didn't you tell anyone?"

Harry paled and ran in the direction of the bedrooms. He slammed the door shut. I sighed. Way to go, Drake, way to go.

A/N:...Um...Hi? (Ducks all manners of things thrown at her.) I know I haven't updated this in awhile, but I have a good reason! I got a new laptop and all of my fanfictions were on my old laptop (which is now my mother's). So, I finally finished this chapter just now after school, when I should be working on my LA 4 Honors homework. Anyway, don't kill me! This was the last chapter of Hush My Prince that was on my mom's computer, so, I'll be able to update it more regularly...I hope. Anyway, R&R please. I need some inspiration cuz I'm considering on discontinuing it. So, review or I think you won't like it and discontinue it.