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A/N: So this is the Sequel to Losing the Fight... if you have not read that I would suggest you read it first as you probably won't understand some references in this one otherwise! :) Rated M for content that if you keep reading you will find out, Slash so if you don't like, don't read! Contains references to Self-Harm and Eating Disorders *could be triggering*. Please keep yourself safe while reading- if you have any questions, don't hesitate to put them in a review or a PM!
To my reviewers: NerdySlytherin- Really? I wasn't sure about the last chapter :/ I'm going to keep writing this one for a little bit more and start the Ron/George one too :)
IsabelEmrys- Thank you for the tea! :D I don't often get ill, but when I do I'm half dying! I ended up in hospital this week! And yeah- I thought it was about time! :D and no little voice- but you love the voice, don't you? :D

This Chapter is in Draco's POV.

Harry was stroking my face gently; my eyes were closed, but he knew I was still awake. He was lying on my right side, the duvet covers casually pulled halfway up his body.

"Draco, you are fantastic… you know that?" He whispered to me quietly, I felt my heart squirm inside my chest as a warmth received from his words spread all through my body, right to the tips of my fingers.

"Yes, I know." I joked, in the sort of way I would have done when I was at school. I started laughing before I even opened my eyes, and when I did Harry was grinning at me. "So are you." I planted a quick kiss on his cheek as I stopped laughing. "I never thought anything like this would be possible… like me and you, together." I told him honestly, being drawn in by the emerald-ness of his eyes.

"Neither did I…" Harry answered softly, "I've sworn several times in my life that I didn't like someone and I'd never forgive them for something they'd done, that I would hate eternally… I've changed my mind on a few of those people."

"Who?" I questioned interestedly.

"Severus was one, I never ever wanted to forgive him…" Harry replied, "But when I found out why… when I found out that he had been protecting me for years and that everything between Dumbledore and him had been planned and I knew why then I did forgive him…" He sighed. "And there's someone I spent the majority of my childhood hating, and all the time I was at Hogwarts I was wishing I could curse him to hell's oblivion… but then I realised he wasn't as bad as I thought he was." Harry said vaguely, then as he kept looking at me he expanded: "My cousin Dudley, I spent eleven years watching him get everything he wanted and I was jealous;" By god he was honest, it made me shiver. "And there was you, of course…" His fingers lightly ghosted my cheek making the hair on the back of my neck stand up. "I didn't like you, but you know that."

"And I didn't really like you; we each represented something opposite to each other." I sighed.

"Really? What did I represent to you?" He asked sounding confused.

"Freedom." I said.

"Freedom? What do you mean freedom?"

"You always had your own choice, your own opinions… you were able to make up your own mind about the world and life. I wish I had been able to do that…" Harry had a look of deepest concentration on his face, like he was trying to work something out.

"Can… can I ask you a question?" He asked tentatively, I nodded. "So… so your eating disorder… is that to do with it? Like, being able to make up your own mind and be in control of something when everything else was decided for you…?" I could tell that he was nervous about bringing it up, I paused thoughtfully.

"I hadn't really thought of it like that." I responded genuinely. "When you say it like that it makes sense."

"Sorry." He mumbled, "I never know what to say…"

"It doesn't matter what you say, I know what you mean and that's what matters." I smiled at Harry, who had just propped himself up on one elbow.

"As long as you're alright." Alarm bells were beginning to ring in my head – I had the sudden urge to tell Harry everything about what was going on in my head, but I found myself biting my lip. I wouldn't say anything; I wouldn't be so stupid to think that it was important at all… He leant in to kiss me, one handed rested gently on my chest; it wasn't like the way we had kissed before, it wasn't fierce and passion-driven but soft, caring and loving.

"Harry?" The voice of a girl called, breaking the silence in the house. "Harry? Are you here?"

"Hell! It's Hermione!" Harry almost leapt out of bed and began pulling on his jeans.

"Right." I said, sitting up and throwing the duvet off of me, my heart doubled in speed. Harry was trying to sort his hair in the mirror on the wall as I buttoned my shirt up. "Harry, are you still sure this is okay?"

"What? You being here?" He asked looking at me in the mirror, I nodded. "Of course! I want you here! I mean, if you don't want to be you don't have to…" He had stopped sorting his hair and turned to look directly at me as he finished buttoning up my shirt. "Are you nervous about living with Ron and Hermione?" I stared down at my feet for a few seconds, feeling decidedly uncomfortable.

"A little bit." I finally answered in a tiny weak voice.

"You don't have to be." Harry moved so he was in front of me and finished buttoning up the last button on my shirt for me. "I know that it'll feel a little strange, but you'll get used to it, and so will Ron and Hermione… and I'm sure we'll all get on fine." His fingers paused momentarily underneath my chin, as I looked up I thought I saw his eyes glistening with tears, but then he slipped his hand into mine and said; "Come on, we better go down and say we're here." I followed him as he began to move.

"What are you going to say about not answering straight away?" I questioned quickly, it had been a good five minutes since Hermione had called to see if anyone was in.

"I'll just say I was showing you about the house." He replied, grinning at me and going slightly red. "Well, they don't need to know what we were doing, do they?"

"No, I think I'd rather not know what you've been doing." I jumped as the voice came from behind us; I spun round and saw the red hair and slightly disgusted expression on Ron Weasley's face. He wasn't looking at me though, which I was very grateful about as I already thought I might be about to pass out. "You know what I said Harry, I want to know nothing about what goes on between the two of you…"

"I know you said that, but unfortunately for you we didn't know you were there." Harry laughed. "So we couldn't help it!" Harry squeezed my hand encouragingly.

"Oh alright…" Ron grumbled, "Just check from now on… alright Malfoy?" He nodded vaguely to me.

"Hi." I said stiffly, feeling completely out of place and standing very still, like I might just vanish if I did.

"Are you three going to come down the stairs or just stand there all night?" Hermione Granger's voice came from the landing just below. "Hi Malfoy." I noted the renewed use of my surname, which I loathed… I didn't want to be a Malfoy anymore, but that's what I definitely had been whilst at school.

"It's alright to call him Draco." Harry stated plainly and I wondered if he had been reading my mind!

"Oh…" Hermione's cheeks went pink. "Sorry. How are you Draco?"

"Fine thanks," I replied feeling even more out of place; was I supposed to reply? I didn't really know them; I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole.

"Have you finished cooking yet?" Ron asked, almost ignoring me – I was thankful that he was, I wouldn't know what to do or say if he had paid attention to me.

"Oh I'm sorry; I know I was meant to be cooking tonight." Harry apologised.

"It's alright, you had to get Draco settled in so I thought I might start cooking…" Hermione smiled and for the first time ever while looking at her, my heart swelled with gratitude. "I'm nearly finished now, although it would've been ready quicker if you had helped Ron!" She scolded slightly. "Come and help." As she moved away I was led by Harry in the same direction, my anticipation increasing as I went to eat my first meal with them.

A/N: Sorry it's taken so long to update but everything has gotten on top of me this last week, but I'm going to try and update this time much quicker! Please review! :)