Sorry about the late update, this one took a bit longer than I thought. Pleas enjoy and review!

The next day I took Harry outside. I had a surprise for him. Unbeknown to him, I had ordered him a child's broomstick from a shop in Hogsmeade. It was the perfect size for a 10 year old and green, what I assumed was Harry's favourite colour.

"Let's go Harry, I have a surprise for you!" I said.

We went upstairs from our rooms and out of the doors towards the newly built Quidditch pitch. It had, of course been badly damaged by the Death Eaters in the Hogwarts War.

"Now Harry, do you remember how to ride a broom?" I asked.

He replied sheepishly. "Erm...sort of Dray...Could you just show me first?"

"Of course!" I replied. "Okay so mount your broom, like so. Then grip the handle nice and tight. Now slowly pull up a bit on the broom."

As I spoke Harry started to lift off the ground, following my instructions. My mind cast back to the first time Harry rode a broom. I was so jealous of his obvious talent.

"I was such an idiot back then. " I thought. "A child, obsessed with racial purity and determined to live up to his father's expectations. A fool."

In a second my attention was brought back to the black haired boy on a broomstick, as he shouted. "Dray, look at me! I'm flying!"

He was turning in the air, ducking and diving with ease and class. It was clear to me he was a good on a broom as he ever was.

I grabbed my broomstick and pulled it up into the air, following Harry. We played a childish game of tig for around 10 minutes.

I was overjoyed to see Harry so happy. His eyes, gleaming in the sunlight, and his hair wind-swept and messy. His mouth was thrown open in a wide declaration of joy, laughing at my attempts to catch him.

"Never can catch me, can you Dray?" He shouted as he whisked past me.

"Cheeky sod." I said affectionately as I turned to chase him.

Then, disaster struck.

Harry zoomed up in the air, shockingly high. Just as I thought he could not get any higher, he turned to the ground.

I immediately recognised the move he was trying to do.

My heart seemed to stop as I whispered in horror. "The wrongski feint..."

He was plummeting to the ground, nose almost flat to the broom.

"NO HARRY! YOU'RE TOO YOUNG!" I screamed, my voice breaking in fear.

He looked at me as he reached the ground and tried to turn out of his move.

It was unfortunately, too late. He landed awkwardly, his arm bent at a funny angle, moaning in pain as I rushed towards him.

I felt sick to look at him. My broken angel. My saviour, hurt.

I picked him up, careful of his obviously broken bones, and began to run to the hospital wing with him in my arms.

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"Calm yourself, Mr Malfoy. He will be okay." Madame Pomfrey.

"Thank Merlin." I breathed a sigh of relief. "I was just so worried."

She spoke sternly. "You were right to be worried Mr Malfoy. The Quidditch move you described is very dangerous for anyone, let alone a 10 year old boy!"

"It's typical of Harry to go against what is safe though Madame." I said, laughing a bit, trying to ease the tension.

Harry stirred.

"Dray?" He spoke with a dry throat. "Dray, are you there?"

I replied, holding his hand and stroking his hair. "I'm here Harry. It's okay. You just had a bit of an accident. You're safe now. I promise, you're okay. Go back to sleep love, it's all okay."

He stilled, and began to breathe slowly again. I was shocked at how quickly he fell asleep; usually he led awake for what seemed like an age.

I walked back to our rooms by myself. It seemed odd to walk by myself for once. I realised I missed Harry already. He had very quickly become my reason for living.

"I love you Harry." I muttered as I walked slowly, tears filling my eyes.

Little did I know, at that very moment, Harry turned in his sleep, in his bed in the Hospital Wing, watched over by Madame Pomfrey.

He very clearly muttered. "I love you Dray."

His head filled with dreams of his protector and guardian, his friend.

He turned again, and this time spoke softly. "I love you Dray."

Okay, so we're on chapter 11 now! Two things;

-RIP to all those dead in Norway, what a terrible disaster, and also RIP to Amy Winehouse, a troubled talent.

-How many times has everyone seen HP and the DH2? I love it so much, the film additions are amazing. All of "The Prince's Tale" bit is amazing! Lily's speech to Harry, "Harry, you were so loved..." and Snape holding Lily's body? I cried so much!

Love you all, please review!