Madam Pomfrey's P.O.V

When young mister Potter had reached out to mister Malfoy I wasn't as surprised as the others. I'm a medical witch and proud of it. I had been trained to look for the slightest of clues of symptoms or illness. But that didn't stop me from noticing other things as well. Over the course of the last few months I had noticed that during the rare times the two had been in the hospital wing together they had been almost…civil to each other. It had happened on more then one occasion that I had gone in to check on them during the night and found the pair still up and chatting like old friends. Even on the day of their discharge from the infirmary I saw reluctance in their gaze to part ways. I had pitied them, thinking they longed to be friends in a world that, even though the war was over, would never allow them to be. I hadn't expected the two to be more. But I could see it in his eyes and I could hear it in his voice. The poor dears were in love. I hope Severus doesn't go try to keep them apart. They don't deserve to be unhappy anymore.

Snape had tried to convince Draco to come with him down to his private chambers, but Draco would hear nothing of being moved away from Harry that long or that far. They could talk just fine right were they were. Snape had scowl at Draco's defiance, but still ordered the rest of the room's occupants to leave. Ron opened his mouth to protest, but Remus had cut in swiftly and mentioned that he too would like to speak to the younger members of his former house. The Gryffindors reluctantly followed Remus out of the room as Madam Pomfrey scurried off to her office to give them some privacy. When they'd all left Severus gave his godson a sharp glare.

"Dragon, what in the name of Merlin have you been up too?! Consorting with Harry Potter of all people! Were your father to see this he'd be turning over in his grave!"

Draco held Harry's hand all the tighter and gave Severus a glare that only a Malfoy could manage.

"My father's beliefs are not mine. You should know that better then anyone Severus….. I am not my father, no more then Harry is his. I will follow my own heart and do what is best for me."

Draco looked at his head of house with pride and determination shining in his eyes. At that moment, perhaps for the first time in his life, Draco could have been mistaken for a Gryffindor.

"I intend to live my life the way I want, without thought about if it is proper for a pure blood or not. I intend to become friends with Hermione, to learn to get along with the Weasley's, and to have the Malfoy name finally be associated with something other than darkness."

Then he turned a tender gaze to Harry.

"But most of all, if he will have me, I have every intention of being by Harry Potter's side for the rest of my life. The moment I thought I lost him I knew I could never live without him."

"Dragon…." Severus was at a loss as to what to say.

"My mother's no longer sane enough to care what I do anymore and with Father dead I don't have to pretend to be who I'm not anymore. You're the closest thing I have to family anymore Severus…..Can't you just be happy for me? Happy that I found someone who I care about? Even if that person isn't the person you thought I would choose?"

Severus looked like he'd aged 10 years since the start of their conversation and sat in the nearest chair with an exasperated look on his face.

"Is he truly what you want Dragon? Do you truly think he will return your affections?"

"He is someone who understands me, someone who would be good for me. If he doesn't return my feelings I will still wish the best for him. As I said, his happiness is all that matters."

"Dragon, if Potter is who you want I will support you. Perhaps I have let my own preconceived notions of the Potter's cloud my judgment. Harry does seem to be a better person than his father, though I am loath to admit it."

Snape looked up at his godson and smiled warily.

"Your mother would be proud Draco. I doubt there has ever been a Malfoy who ever had the courage to try and change the meaning of the Malfoy name. I will make the elixir as soon as possible so you don't have to watch him suffer any more then you have to."

With stiff grace Snape rose from his seat, before being pushed back into it by the force of his godson's hug.

"Thank you Severus. Your approval means a lot to me." He mumbled into Snape's shoulder.

Severus relaxed into the hug and returned it gently. May it never be said that Snape didn't love Draco with all his heart, as much as he would have loved his own son. When the moment ended Draco let go of his godfather and returned to Harry's side. Snape smiled at the sight before exiting the room and returning to his chambers in the dungeons. He had a lot of work to do if he was going to be able to save The-Boy-Who-lived.

Half way to the dungeons Snape stopped and grimaced at the idea. Only Draco could make him think such a…..Gryffindorish thought.

On the other side of the castle Remus stood in front of his students with a perplexed scowl on his face.

"Explain." He hissed through his teeth.

Ron stepped back a little and even Hermione shifted edgily towards the door. They barely knew a thing about what was going on, how were they supposed to explain it to their ticked off ex-professor?

To Ron's relief Hermione stepped forward to begin what was sure to be an unpleasant conversation.

"From what Draco's told me he and Harry have been friends for at least the last year or so since the war ended. They've been meeting in secret ever since then, without either of their houses finding out. They thought it would lead to an inner school war if it were discovered. I don't blame then for thinking such a thing. The rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin has spanned generations. They didn't think they'd get our acceptance and I don't blame them."

Both Ron and Remus flinched under her disapproving gaze as they remembered with shame their rude actions towards the two Slytherins in the hospital wing.

"Neither of you can deny that Harry was very depressed after the war and his break up with Ginny. We were all so worried about him, and then remember how out of the blue he returned to his old self, only happier? He never told us the cause and I suspect it was because it was Draco who caused the change. I don't know exactly how it happened, but I know Draco was involved. Harry told me just last week that he never would have recovered if not for the help of the people he loved. I think he was mostly referring to Draco when he said that. I honestly think he loves Draco just as much as Draco seems to love him. I've suspected that Harry had been secretly meeting someone over the course of the last few months, but I never brought up my suspicions. I didn't want to stress Harry out more then he already was. I thought he'd tell us when he was ready, but fate forced Draco's hand before Harry got the chance. I believe 100 percent that Draco means only the best for Harry. He looks at Harry…."

Hermione turned to look at Ron and smiled endearingly.

"He looks at Harry the same way Ron looks at me."

Hermione turned her gaze to Remus and with her eyes alone seemed to dare him to say a word against the pair. Remus almost looked like he was in pain as he tried to comprehend Harry wanting to date a Malfoy. It forced him to reconsider a lot of deep seeded assumptions he had about Slytherins. It was like him wanting to date Snape. The mere thought caused him to turn such a sickly shade of green that Hermione worried for his health.

"Professor Lupin, are you alright?"

Remus sat down in the nearest chair and took a deep steadying breath.

"Sorry Hermione just had a really bad thought is all. Some things aren't meant to even be thought about."

Remus wiped his forehead gently and turned his gaze back to his former students.

"It's been a while since I've had a shock like this. I'm just trying to wrap my head around it. Sirius would know what to do. He was always the understanding one. I don't know what to think or how to act."

"Accept them….Wish them well." Ron suggested quietly behind Hermione. He looked surprisingly calm for a Weasley and Hermione glowed with pride at her boyfriend.

Remus sighed in defeat and nodded his head.

"I trust your judgment Hermione and if you can convince Ron everything's going to work out for the best I'll just have to trust you too. I have faith in you. Enough to put some faith in even a Malfoy."

"Draco." Hermione corrected.

Remus smiled warily and nodded.

"Draco." He repeated.

The trio then returned to the hospital wing to found Draco still holding his vigil at Harry's bedside and Snape no where to be seen.

Remus quickly excused himself from the room and sought out the school's potion master in the dungeon. He found his old rival reading a rather old tome entitled: The Reversal of the Little Known. He didn't even look up until Remus cleared his throat. When the old defense against the dark arts teacher didn't continue Snape raised an eyebrow. Remus took a deep breath and leaned against the door heavily.

"Please tell me you still hate my guts Severus. Please tell me some things are never going to change and that you're as unsure about all this as I am." Remus begged quietly, his eyes beseeching some understanding from his old schoolmate.

A look of almost relief crossed Severus's face at Remus's words, but he masked it quickly.

"They are entitled to their own mistakes. Our disapproval will not stop them. You know that as well as I."

Remus gave a soft sigh in disappointment and turned to exit the room when Snape's voice stopped him.

"Mutt…..If it makes you feel better… I still hate you."

Remus gave Snape a look of shock before smiling lightly at him.

"I still hate you too Snape. I still hate you too."

Sorry it took so long for me to update! I was so stuck as to how to end this! I wrote like nine different ending before deciding on this one.

Yours truly,

Lacy Fairgold