As the days went by, the two boys formed an unspoken truce. Harry and Draco only made contact with each other directly for dinner. The boys had forced themselves to resist temptation to leave the safety of Harry's house and venture in to the world of predators. While the boys were never outwardly cruel, they never interacted any more then what was necessary, either.Until one day when Harry couldn't stand the awkward silence and gaping holes in their story.

"Draco, lis-"

"Harry, th-" They started at the same time.

"Go on. You can start." Harry said, looking at Draco with immense interest.Draco looked at Harry, looking like he wanted to take back what he had started to say.

"Ok. Here goes." Draco said taking a deep breath, "Thank you.Thanks for saving me. Thanks for taking me in. Thanks for giving me another chance. I really needed it. I needed to prove that I was loyal… to you. To Dumbledore. To the Order of the Phoenix." Draco quickly finished before Harry could interrupt.

"Draco, that means a lot. Coming from you it means so much more. But... But I'm afraid that you're a few years late." Harry said with a dry laugh that sounded like nothing he had ever sounded like before. It was the laugh of someone that had liked what he heard. Someone that was resentful, full of fear and hatred.Someone who was full of love and someone who had suffered for a cause."But still. What I was going to say before, is that, Why was it me that you needed that night?How did you know where I was?How did you know what I am?"

"Harry. You need to believe me.I have no idea how I found you. Or why. I just remember blacking out in a cellar and than waking up here with a mark over my ear and wings. With you. All of our hatred had disappeared and then I remember the night that we talked. But now I'm confused.It wasn't a Death Eater that held me in the cell.They were nice. Well, nicer anyway.There were no shacklesd, but there were cells, and I've seen some of them before. I was fed, but I wasn't talked to. They just walked around me, muttering to each other."

"I don't really know much about the mark. I don't know its name, but I'll tell you what I do know." With that, Harry sat stood up and went about making coffee for the both of them, while trying to bid his time to work out how he would explain such a complex and life altering thing.

Three minutes later, both boys sat comfortably in the den, sipping on two cups of hot coffee. Both were anxious about the story for neither knew much about it.

"Well here goes. First, I'm going to tell you what I know about the mark. I don't even know the name of this… thing. I know that these people who are connected by the mark are brothers. They are bonded so that they felel it is their responsibility to help a fellow. I also know that the object of the angel… mark… brother… thing is to save lives. That is the sole purpose of its existence. To save people.

The last thing I have to tell you is that the day I was marked, I was marked by…I was… I can't. I can't say it. He betrayed me so much and now… I just can't. I'm sorry." Harry was on the verge of tears. Angry tears though. He was no longer sad at what he had become, but angry at whom caused it.

Draco chanced a glance at Harry.He was afraid of seeing what Harry looked like after hearing all the emotion in his voice.But when Draco did look over, he froze. He knew that Harry was angry, after all, he had seen him angry many times. This time however, Draco felt bad and, surprising himself, he went over to Harry and kneeled down beside him. He rested his slightly shaking hand on Harry's shoulder.

Harry looked up to meet the worried, caring eyes of the person he had least expected to find comfort in. But at that moment, Harry found himself liking the subtle contact between them and slid down to the floor. Then, he wrapped his arms around Draco's neck and hid his face in the crook of his neck, letting the tears finally come. Although it was a surprise to both boys, they each secretly liked the contact and longed for it. They were comfortable like this and it made them wonder.

A/N: Again another short chapter. I'm sorry!!! Don't murder me. Please... -grins nervously- And thanks a billion and ten to my beta Karone-Sakura