A/N: I think this is a chapter that is very promising ;) Also, I can assure all of you that this will most definitely be a fic that Harry and Draco get together in. How could I possibly write it any other way? Enjoy!

Chapter 4: Why Am I On Here?

The last one made Draco's eyes widen and he nearly dropped it as he saw several stars by it. Is that really the most important on the list? I would think something else would be more important, like being with a special someone. Harry started to stir and Draco nearly cried out in surprise. He dropped the parchment. He scrambled to quickly pick it up, but when he went to return it, he felt someone staring at him and when he turned, sleepy green eyes were watching him. Draco had a weird sensation go through him at this point. It made him feel like he would like to see those sleepy green eyes looking at him all the time. He couldn't fight the blush that crept onto his cheeks.

"It's a bucket list," Harry said quietly.

Draco glanced at the list and scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. There was no bucket so he didn't understand what he meant. Harry chuckled causing Draco's cheeks to flush further. He set the parchment down and glanced over at Harry who was still staring at him. It made him feel strange. "What?" he demanded a bit harshly.

Harry shook his head and grinned. "A bucket list is a list of things that you'd like to do before you die. For me, it's clearly a list that I'd like to do now that I've come so close to dying," Harry explained.

Draco frowned. He crossed his arms and looked at Harry expectantly. "Well, why am I on this list and with stars to go with it?"

This time Harry blushed a bit. He glanced away and bit his lip. Another strange feeling went through Draco. He thought it was quite cute. He was pretty sure his eyes widened in shock with this thought based on the look Harry was giving him right now. "Um, well, I've wanted to make amends for a long time. I guess I was just trying to find the right time to approach you. Plus, I didn't and I don't want to force it on you. It's always been something I've wanted to do, especially since the war ended. I'm rambling…." Harry trailed off, his blush deepening.

Draco smiled slightly at how uncomfortable Harry was. "So, you want to make amends, but you don't' want to force it on me?" he questioned.

"Right. I'm leaving it up to you," Harry replied, gesturing to him.

Draco nodded. He looked away thoughtfully, rubbing his chin for extra effect. Harry rolled his eyes, but smirked. Draco looked back at him and nodded. "Fine, how shall we do this?"

Harry started to laugh, but cringed slightly as pain moved through his leg, less pain, but still enough for him to notice. Draco rushed around and settled his hands over Harry's leg, trying to steady him. He could feel Harry's leg shaking beneath him. He looked over at him in concern. "Still hurts?" he questioned. Harry nodded.

"It's not as bad, but it's still pretty painful," he replied.

Draco frowned. "Okay, I'll see if giving you more of the potion I created will help. He reached for Harry's line and started to pour more into it. He looked up at Harry who was watching him with trusting eyes. That jarred Draco a bit.

"I figure you saved my life already, no sense in trying to kill me when you had an easier chance before," Harry pointed out, reading Draco's expression quite well.

Draco smirked at him and continued to pour the rest of the potion into his line. "That should help, but I don't think you should be given that much at one time," Draco responded absently. Harry looked at him in alarm, wondering if he was going to overdose or something. Draco looked up at his horrified expression and he waved his hand at him and shook his head. "No, no, not in that way. You shouldn't have to take a whole potion like this. It should get you through the pain in smaller doses. It just means that this one is too weak. Don't worry, you're not going to overdose or anything," Draco assured him.

Harry settled and his color started to return to his face. He watched Draco as he scribbled notes on a small notebook. It was a muggle notebook. Harry smiled to himself at seeing Draco use a muggle device, even if it was a simple notebook. Draco looked thoughtful as he reread what he wrote. "Thank you," Harry said, interrupting his thoughts.

Draco looked up in surprise. "For?" he asked.

"A lot, really. I mean you saved me during the war and you saved me now. You didn't have to and especially because I was definitely not deserving of your saviorness. I appreciate it," he replied.

"Saviorness? Isn't that a word that is reserved for you?" Draco asked with a lifted eyebrow. Harry frowned and looked away. Draco instantly regretted his comment. "Look, I…" he began, but Harry shook his head.

"You've been my savior twice, regardless of what I am called. It doesn't define me. It's just a part of who I used to be. I'd prefer to think of myself as the person I am now, just Harry Potter. Not the Golden Boy, not the Savior of the Wizarding World, not the Boy Who Lived, just Harry. I should add that to my bucket list. To be just me," Harry replied thoughtfully.

Draco took the seat next to Harry's bed. He leaned forward and rested his elbows on the bed. For once in his short life of knowing Harry, he took his celebrity glasses off and realized that Harry just wanted to be a typical guy and probably always had. "Alright, so we make amends, then what?" he asked.

"We could hang out or something, you know, be friends. Plus, I need someone to play Quidditch with me. We could play a seeker game. I might be impaired and it could give you a slight edge…." Harry trailed off with a grin as Draco narrowed his gaze at him.

"I would annihilate you." Draco stood and stared down at him. Harry's grin grew.

"Want to bet?" he asked.

Draco stared at him in disbelief for a moment. He tried not to smile, but he did. He stuck his hand out, trying to suppress his nervousness at using a gesture that was denied years before. Harry didn't hesitate this time and he didn't have a snide remark. He took Draco's hand into his own and they shook. "You're on," Draco replied. He let go and started for the door. He stopped though and turned around. "I'm glad we are getting another chance at friendship. Hopefully I don't screw it up this time. I'll check on you later."

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Harry had only seen Draco briefly over the next few days. The pain in his leg had subsided some, but not much. He was set to be released later that day. His door opened as he was making his way back to his bed from the loo. He was caught by surprise and lost his footing and started to go down. Someone rushed over, and strong arms were brought around his waist to keep him upright.

"I've got you," Draco muttered as he helped Harry back to his bed.

Harry blushed as Draco settled him in. "Sorry, you caught me off guard. I was doing pretty good getting to and from the loo. Work in progress I suppose."

Draco sighed and sat down. "Harry, you're going to need a cane for awhile I think and lots of physical therapy. I would almost go as far to say that you need a live in mediwitch," he explained.

Harry looked over at him and shook his head. "I'll take the cane and I know I need physical therapy, but no mediwitch. I can't have someone living with me, taking care of me like that."

"Well, you need someone, at least for a little bit anyway. I can't let you leave unless you have someone," Draco replied in a professional tone.

Harry scowled and crossed his arms. At that point, the door opened to his room again and Ginny waltzed in looking far to done up for a visit to the hospital. She glared at Draco as she walked around to the other side of Harry's bed. She gave Harry her best smile.

Harry turned his scowl on her. "What are you doing here, Ginny?" he asked through clenched teeth.

"Oh, Harry, that's not necessary. I'm here to take you home. I'm going to take care of you for awhile," she cooed.

Harry's eyebrows lifted and Draco's expression matched his. "What part of we aren't together and I don't want to be with you, didn't you understand?" Harry questioned.

Ginny waved her hand and shook her head. "Harry, now you know that isn't true. You want me back love, I know you do," she said as calmly as she could.

Harry shook his head. "No, Ginny, I don't. This is the last time I'm going to tell you this. We are done. I'm happier now than I was with you. I don't want to be with you. I never want to be with you again. So please, just do us both a favor and stay away from me," Harry said in his strongest voice possible.

Ginny narrowed her gaze at him. "Harry…." she began.

"I'm actually going to be staying with Harry. I will be taking care of him," Draco stated.

Ginny whipped around and looked at Draco in disbelief. Harry on the other hand was looking at him with slight confusion. "Excuse me?" she demanded.

Draco pulled his shoulders back, standing a bit taller. "Harry needs to have a professional there to take care of him. Seeing as I am his primary healer and I am treating him, it would only make sense for me to stay with him as he recovers."

Ginny turned back to Harry. "You can't be considering this," she questioned.

Harry looked at Draco for several long moments. "Actually, I think that is the best choice for me," he replied, not taking his eyes off of Draco.

Ginny scoffed loudly before she stomped out of the room. Draco flinched slightly as she slammed the door. He looked back at Harry who was still watching him. "Well, now that she believes I am going to be staying with you, that should keep her away for awhile. But seriously, Harry, you need someone to stay with you. I will see who is available," Draco stated as he started to turn to leave.

"Why not you?" Harry asked him. Draco stopped short and slowly turned to look at him. His eyes were wide in disbelief.

"I just said that so Weaslette would leave you alone. You wouldn't want me to be there all the time," he responded.

Harry frowned. "Isn't that for me to decide?" Draco shrugged. "Look, Draco, what you said is true. You are the one who is treating me and what if something happens and whoever was taking care of me didn't know what to do, like before? With you being there, it would eliminate that. When I said I wanted to make amends, I didn't just mean an apology and a handshake and that's that. I want to be friends. What better way than while you stay with me to keep a close eye on me?" he continued.

"You're serious?" Draco asked in disbelief.

"As serious as a cutting curse to my leg," Harry replied with a smirk.

Draco narrowed his gaze. "Not funny, Potter." Harry gave him a sheepish look. Draco sighed. "Fine, I'll consider staying with you, but for now, I want you to rest up some and I will start getting the paperwork started for you to leave," Draco said as he stood and started for the door. Harry was grinning at him and as he glanced back at him again before leaving, he couldn't help, but smile slightly in return.