**Author's notes
Thanks to everyone who read my story. I have ideas for a new story. It would be a Drarry one shot with lots of smut…..lots of it. So without further ado, the fourth chapter to A Fresh Start
Disclaimer: I don't own HP. If I did…..there would be slash everywhere. **
Chapter 4
After Harry and Draco fled the Headmistress office, they walked slowly to the infirmary where a worried Madam Pomfrey was waiting for them. "Imagine that!" she said, ushering the two boys inside. She instructed Harry to place Draco on the bed and move so that she could perform her spells.
Harry regretfully put Draco down and tried to remove his hand from his robes but found it to be impossible. "Don't wanna." Draco pouted, his little pale face scrunched up in despair. Harry took one look at his puppy dog face and glanced at Madam Pomfrey.
She sighed. "Fine, but hold him so that I can reach him." Harry placed Draco in his lap and allowed the smaller boy to settle into his chest. While Madam Pomfrey was casting her spells, Harry took this time to observe Draco. His face was different from his 18 year old face. It was less…angular, more cubby and childish. His grey eyes that were so piercing when he was older, watched Madam Pomfrey with curiosity. He was small for his age, he didn't even reach Harry's waist, and was paler than Harry had ever seen before. His blond hair, that was usually so neat and perfect, was in a messy array that rivaled Harry's own hair.
"Harry?" Harry looked down at the young boy in his arms. "What's she doing?" he pointed to Madam Pomfrey whose face was tense with concentration.
Harry bent his head down and whispered, "She's checking to see if you're healthy." Draco arched his eyebrows in a way that reminded Harry of the older Draco. Obviously Draco had learned that habit when he was young. "Well, you see…" Harry explained the whole situation to Draco, not omitting a thing except for the fact that Harry was in love with him. "You see?" Draco nodded and laid back into Harry's chest, taking comfort in the fact that the older man was still there.
Madam Pomfrey finished with a flourish of her wand. "There done." She pronounced happily. "It seems that Mr. Malfoy is a healthy four year old." She smiled as Draco yawned loudly. "It seems like someone's tired." Harry bobbed his head, feeling the sleep trying to overtake him. "Alright." She said looking at the two sleepy boys. "You may sleep in here tonight until the Headmistress tells you about your sleeping arrangements. She gave both of the boys' pajamas and shooed them behind a curtain.
After they changed, Harry tucked Draco into bed. "Goodnight dragon." He said lovingly, combing Draco's blond hair back.
Harry turned to leave but felt a tug on his shirt. He looked down at Draco, whose hand was twisted up in Harry's shirt. "Can you sleep with me tonight?" Draco blurted out. Harry smiled and gently pushed Draco over. He wrapped his arms about Draco's small, skinny body and pulled the young boy against his chest. He pressed a kiss to the top of Draco's head and squeezed the boy.
"Goodnight Harry." Draco mumbled into Harry's shirt. Harry just smiled and closed his eyes, letting sleep claim him.
The sunlight streaming through the window hurt Harry's eyes. He groaned and stretched, but stopped quickly when he felt the sleeping body next to him stir. What the—Harry opened his eyes, cautious to avoid the glare of the sun. He glanced down to see a blond head beneath the covers, snuggled tightly against Harry's side. His memories came flooding back. He peeled back the covers carefully to see the angelic face of a sleeping four year old Draco Malfoy.
"Glad to see you are finally awake Mr. Potter." Madam Pomfrey said briskly as she yanked back the curtains. Draco cringed away from the noise and pressed his face deeper into Harry's side. Harry's arms, which were still wrapped around Draco, tightened. Madam Pomfrey huffed and bustled up to the bed. "Get up Mr. Potter." She chided gently. "And you too, Draco" she added with a stern look at the tiny waking Draco.
Draco pouted, eyes still closed. "But I'm still sleepy." He whined, clinging to Harry. Madam Pomfrey gave an exasperated sigh while Harry laughed.
"The Headmistress is waiting for you in her office, so I expect for you not to keep her waiting." She glared at both boys. Draco scowled but sat up, rubbing his eyes. He yawned and stretched like a cat, making Harry smile.
"You sleep well Dragon?" Harry ruffled Draco's messy bedhead. Draco nodded and beamed at Harry. He threw his arms around Harry's middle.
"Morning Harry." He mumbled into Harry's stomach. Harry grinned down and squeezed Draco.
Madam Pomfrey strode to the bed again. "UP!" she shouted. "Or I will be forced to use other methods." She threatened, waving her wand for emphasize. Both boys gulped and scrambled out of bed. Harry stuck his tongue out at Madam Pomfrey's retreating back, making Draco laugh loudly. They quickly put on their clothes and rushed to go to the Headmistress office.
They skid to a stop in front of the gargoyle. "The Headmistress called us." Harry panted out. They fiddled with their clothes as the gargoyle revealed the staircase. When Harry pushed opened the door, he noticed something different. Professor McGonagall was sitting down at her desk, lips pursed in an angry scowl.
Harry's eyes slowly revolved around the room. He passed all of the portraits, each of them looking uncomfortable except for Severus Snape. He glared at a person standing across the room.
A tall woman with long blond hair stood there, staring at Harry. "Mum!" Draco shouted happily as he threw himself at the woman.
**This is the end of Chapter 4. I would like to thank all of the readers for reading my story and the people who reviewed. Love you all! **