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Change in Life, Change in Love

Chapter 3: Promise You

Praying that tomorrow things won't be this way
Things will get better this I promise you
And I know that you won't feel this way forever
Things will get better this I promise you.

-Spoken "Promise"

It had been five days since Draco had been removed from the Muggle hospital. He still had no idea where he was. All he knew was that he was in a dark and dingy room, in a pretty comfortable bed. There had been a miserable house elf that kept going on about Mudbloods and how his master wouldn't be pleased. That did nothing to alleviate his worry about where he was at, and about his safety. Draco had been having nightmares, and nightmares mixed with pain and the realization when he awoke that his leg really was gone, does nothing to calm a person. The one relief was the calming vibes that seemed to hit him just after the nightmares, but when he awoke, he was still alone. No one to be seen. Through all this Draco was scared - he had no idea what to expect. He just wanted to see a person, to know he wasn't the only one there. Draco had turned as he noticed light coming into the room as the door slowly opened. 'Aiden...?' was his first thought as he saw the black haired boy sticking his head through the crack of the open door.

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Harry had been brought to Grimmauld Place by Dumbledore, three weeks into his stay with the Dursleys. While he was glad to be away from them, all he wanted to do was sulk alone in his room. He wasn't in the mood for Dumbledore, or anyone for that matter. The past year at Hogwarts had been one he wished he could do over. Things had been going so well until that night in the Department of Mysteries. Until the night Sirius was killed. Harry lost track of the amount of times he cursed fate, God, and any other deity he could think of for taking away the one person that finally made him feel like he had a real family.

Dumbledore had explained to Harry that something had happened, and Draco was now on the side of the light, and staying at Grimmauld Place. Harry was torn on how to feel about this. This was the one person that made his life hell almost as much as Voldemort himself did. On the other hand, this was also the one person he had become almost obsessed with. There was something about him that Harry liked, that gave Harry goosebumps whenever he caught sight of Draco, and probably the same thing that made Harry start to love the fights, just so he could interact and have contact with him.

Draco was in a hidden room on the first floor. Harry had talked to Dumbledore about moving Draco to a different room because it's location reminded Harry too much of when he was forced to live in the cupboard under the stairs at the Dursley's. During the days, Dumbledore and Snape would stop by and check on things, but at night it was just Harry, Draco and Kreature. Every night Harry woke up to Draco's screams and every night Harry would go down and try to comfort him. Harry would stay with Draco until his crying quieted down. Harry had always left before he became aware of another presence in the room. He figured it would just make things worse for Draco's mood and adjustment if his were to see his enemy sitting at his bedside.

Thinking of ways to help Draco took Harry's mind away from his guilt about Sirius. Harry had already formulated a few plans and had some ideas of ways to make mobility easier for Draco in the future, but he would need some help. Harry wasn't sure how to bring up the ideas to his friends of how to help Draco. After all, Draco had been mean to them as well and he doubted his friends had the same feeling for Draco that he secretly did. Watching Draco while he was sleeping, even during the nightmares, helped Harry think. He knew it sounded sort of creepy, but he enjoyed watching Draco sleep, and watching over him at night. He saw a side of Draco he never thought he would see: vulnerable, scared, and confused.

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Harry had just seen Dumbledore off and decided to check on Draco (something he couldn't get enough of doing). Harry walked up to the door of Draco's room and slowly opened the door to peek his head in.

"Aiden?" Draco's whispered question stopped Harry in his tracks. Harry didn't know what to do, so he didn't do anything.

"Aiden, is that you?" Draco asked a little louder.

"No, it's not...," Harry replied after he took a deep breath for confidence.

"Who are you then? Where am I?"

"You're in a safe place. You're in a house I just inherited." Harry decided to be honest, but was too afraid to answer the first question. "Do you need anything? I can have Kreature bring you something."

'Kreature,' Draco thought to himself, 'that must be the name of the house elf. That meant, judging by what the house elf would mention, that this house belonged to a pureblood and that the person he was talking to was pureblood.'

"Do you want some water?" Harry asked when Draco had gone silent.

"No, I'm fine." Draco was trying to piece the puzzle together and figure out where he was exactly and who this wizard was. Draco recognized the voice, but he couldn't place it. He knew the wizard must be around his age, but that is all he knew.

"Anything I can do for you?" Harry asked hopefully, his confidence was slowly building as he thought about how this was the first time in years he and Draco had a normal conversation. This was the first time Draco's voice was directed to him without a hint of malice. Harry knew, of course, that this would probably change once Draco knew who he was talking to.

"Where are we?" Draco was trying to get more pieces to the puzzle.

"London. Not to far from the Muggle hospital you were in."

"Oh" was all Draco said. That didn't help him. The only wizarding family he knew of that had a house in London was his mother's extended family, the Blacks. [

"Well if you don't need anything I'll let you be." Harry didn't want to push his luck with this conversation. He turned from the door and was about to close it when heard a pain filled yelp. He looked to see Draco's hands reaching out to his leg. Without thinking Harry ran to Draco's bedside to help him.

"Are you okay?" Concern was evident in Harry's voice, as he quietly cast a spell to relieve some of Draco's pain.

"Yes..." Draco gritted through the pain that filled his leg. Draco had lost count of the amount of times he has had pain in parts of the leg that aren't there. "I don't think I'll ever get used to this!"

"Missing a leg?"

"No," Draco replied. "Well that too, but I mean, having pain in my foot when there is no foot or lower leg there. It feels like..." Draco trailed off, looking over at the person kneeling at the side of his bed. Surprised at the face he saw...

"POTTER! What the fuck?" Draco shouted. His head was spinning. Snape took him from the Muggle hospital and brought him to Potter? But Snape worked for Voldemort... [

"What the fuck is going on?" Draco continued.

Harry knew now was probably the time to tell Draco everything. Tell Draco about Snape being a spy and the hunt to find Draco before Voldemort, and then finding out from a new Order member that Draco was in an accident and in hospital. Harry just wasn't sure if it was his business to tell Draco about Snape being on the side of the light, but he also knew that Dumbledore said Draco was now on their side, so he made the decision to tell Draco everything he knew.

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Draco sat in silence as Harry finished filling him in on everything that happened. Draco was seeing him in a new light. He could have easily fed him some crap or not said anything at all but Harry had told him everything. He also took some of Draco's pain away when he didn't need to. This had lead Draco to question what he truly knew about the person Harry was. Draco always had some sort of feelings for him. Ever since that day in Madam Malkin's he knew he had to get to know Harry. Draco had thought everything was going great and he would have a new friend, but then Draco opened his mouth and spewed some of the pureblood rhetoric he was taught since before he could remember. That ruined all chances of them becoming friends. Draco thought when he was younger that since the couldn't be friends, next best thing would be enemy's. He could still have contact with Harry in some way and things escalated from there. Now was a chance for Draco try and start over, hopefully this time they could actually become friends. He knew he would need a lot of moral support through all this.

"Thanks," Draco said, hoping Harry would know he really meant it.

"For what?"

"For everything – being completely honest with me, helping with the pain, being so kind to me after all the history we have between us."

Harry just looked at Draco, not sure what to say. He could tell by the look in Draco's eyes that he really meant what he said. Their eyes locked, neither could move. Neither could look away as if there was some unseen force holding them completely still.

Draco was the first to look away. He looked down at his leg and back to Harry, as if expecting Harry to make some joke or comment about the fact that most of it was missing. As Harry opened his mouth, he braced himself for what Harry was going to say.

"Things will get better, I promise you. I'll make sure of it and help you through it along the way."

That was the last thing Draco expected to hear. He couldn't handle it. Someone being so nice to him, supporting him, especially someone who he had been so mean to in the past. Draco broke down crying, unable to help it. Maybe things would get better, Draco thought to himself, Maybe they would actually become friends after all. As the tears slowed down he saw Harry smile at him as he left Draco's room. He hoped to be able to talk to him tomorrow, and maybe get to know the real Harry. If that happened then he would believe that things could start getting better for him.

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A/N: Sorry for it taking so long for me to update the story! Been working like crazy so it has cut down the amount of time I have to write. Hope it won't take me so long to update the next chapter! Also want to say, just got a new beta and want to thank her so much for all her help! As usual reviews and comments are appreciated. If you have questions about the story feel free to email me, message me on here, or leave it in the reviews and I will answer them :)