Chapter 11: Doxa Vomica et Curo Disclaimer: Though we severely wish it to be true, we neither own nor have created these most fabulous of characters. They are property of one J. K. Rowling. We shall return them when we are finished. Hopefully they will be unharmed.

A/N: Hehe, so, I was going to wait for a couple more reviews, but I really do want to give you guys chapter 12! (I know you've been waiting so -eh hem- patiently)at i So, with that in mind, here is chapter 11. And because I do love you guys, as soon as I get 5 reviews on this chapter I will give you the next one. :) (no, it doesn't count if you give me a review on 5 different chapters, it has to be on chapter 11.. though reviews on the other chapters will make me very happy too :D) Alrighty then, with that out of the way, here is one of my favorite chapters...

Doxa Vomica et Curo
Chapter Eleven

Winds that Never Stop Moving

Harry waited till he was on his door step before apparating them to just outside the ground. Moving up to the large elaborate gate he ran his fingers over the padlock and it opened.

"You can't go in the house. Or even near it." He told Draco, locking back up after him.

Draco looked up at his home and just swallowed hard, fighting back nostalgic tears and nodded.

"This way," Harry said, not allowing him to feel anything right now as he led Draco to Narcissa's grave. It was a long ways from the house. He stopped in the middle of a field pointing to a small patch of wildflowers.

"I remember..." he said simply as he followed and his breath caught a little as he saw her grave. He moved over and dropped down to his knees, leaning forward to place his hands over her grave. "Mama..." he said softly, swallowing hard, tears coming now. " I'm sorry mama... I couldn't stop him..."

Harry closed his eyes, moving away, to go and sit in the grass elsewhere. Draco shook gently as he lay down on his mother's grave, his fingers curling against the grass as he laid soaked in memories of her. The wind picked up and wrapped around Draco, stirring the grass around him, and making the soft wildflowers sway to graze his cheeks. He smiled just softly, even way out here this place felt like home... comforting.

Harry let him stay till the sun started to set. He stood up and walked a bit closer, just standing there. Draco looked up at him, shivering a little as he wasn't wearing a jacket and sat up, sniffing and wiping his eyes a little.

"Thank you..." he said softly, gently.

Harry pulled off his hoodie and handed it to Draco before nodding and turning to walk gently through the grass. Draco watched Harry, holding the hoodie to his face for just a moment. He breathed Harry in, wondering if they'd ruined everything before he pulled it over his head and covered his possibly too slender form. He stood slowly and started to follow Harry back, pausing for a moment.

"Harry..."

Harry turned to look at him, his hair whipping about his face from the wind. Draco moved toward him, close, studying him for a moment before he stepped closer and slid his arms around him, needing a hug, and wanting one from Harry.

Harry watched him, surprised before he wrapped his arms around Draco's frame, holding his hand on his head to hold it over his beating heart. Draco just sighed and shifted a little closer, closing his eyes as he took comfort in the hug.

"Really, thank you," he said softly. "And I'm sorry... for everything."

Harry nodded and placed the softest of kisses to Draco's forehead, just holding him now. Draco shivered at the gentle kiss, it making his heart flutter a little in his chest. Harry held him for a while before he pulled back and wiped away Draco's last tears with the cuff of his own sleeve, knowing Draco never let people see him cry. Draco smiled a little, seeing the understanding in Harry's eyes and surprised, a little, at how comforting it was just being near him.

"Were you always like this without me knowing about it?" he asked softly.

"I've been told so." He said softly, thumbing his cheek gently before just tucking a stray strand of hair behind Draco's ear.

Draco chuckled softly, biting his lip before he reluctantly, very reluctantly, dropped his arms. Harry smiled softly, slipping on his sunglasses again before turning. He let out a tired sigh before heading away from the house and to the gate. Draco moved to walk next to him, hands in his pockets.

"So... are you ever going to tell Blaise that you're straight?" he asked, grinning a little.

"He still hasn't finished the challenge. I shall ruin nothing for him," he said ambiguously.

Draco chuckled, turning to walk backwards and look at him. "Okay... are you ever going to tell me? Because once he finds out he'll just hold it over my head anyway."

Harry narrowed his eyes a bit behind his glasses, smirking just barely but keeping silent. Draco shivered a little, liking Harry's smirk.

Harry quirked a brow at him. "You are unnaturally curious Draco," he said simply, running his fingers through his hair. "I'm starting to suspect Blaise is bringing in reinforcements."

Draco flushed lightly and looked down. "I wouldn't tell Blaise, and he'd feel cheated out of figuring it out himself..."

"Well then let's not disappoint Blaise, then, huh?" He said opening the gate and closing it behind Draco, locking it again.

Draco sighed softly. "What if I wanted to know?"

Harry turned to look at him. "What do your instincts tell you?" He asked as they walked.

Draco chewed his lip. "My instincts are a little clouded…" he said though was thinking When it comes to you.

Harry watched him. "You've always been good with judgment." He said softly.

Draco raised a brow. "Are you forgetting that I spent six years thinking you were the spawn of Satan out to ruin my life?"

"No, but you were probably right. Except for the Satan thing..." he said with another smirk.

Draco chuckled, stopping walking for a moment to look at him. "Are you sure about that one?"

"The Satan thing?" he said with a grin. "Yeah pretty sure."

Draco grinned back. "What if I'm wrong and you get all offended?"

"Draco I've spent twelve years reading about me in all different kinds of tabloids. Little really offends me these days." He said simply, turning to look at him.

Draco stepped toward him and nodded a little. "Okay..." He paused. "Are you going to tell me if I'm right?"

"No. I'm going to let your instincts decide that," he said softly, tilting his head and watching him behind his sunglasses.

Draco reached up, taking the sunglasses gently from his face so he could see his eyes.

"I think... that if you are straight, you're one of a handful that has a cuddle buddy... and can dance with a guy the way you can..." he said softly, remembering a lot more about that night then he'd let on; remembering especially the feel of Harry's body behind his. Harry gave a little self-amused smirked, blinking slowly as he let him continue. Draco sighed a little and looked down.

"Although, if you were straight, it would make my life a little less confusing," he said, slipping Harry's sunglasses on to mask his own eyes before turning and waiting for him to start walking again.

Harry blinked and watched him walk away a bit before starting to follow. He glanced back only once before taking Draco's hand and apparating them back to his apartment. Draco shivered when Harry took hold of his hand before it was overshadowed by the lurch of apparating. He shook his head a little to clear away the disorientation his hand still in Harry's for the moment.

Harry watched him a moment. "I have some work to do..." he said softly, not asking for his hoodie or glasses back.

Draco pulled the glasses off so he could look at Harry. "Oh... okay..." he agreed, handing them back but leaving the hoodie on.

Harry pushed them back just barely. "Keep them," he said softly, before tucking another strand behind Draco's ear.

Draco shivered, biting his lip a little as he nodded. "Thanks..."

Harry nodded before kissing his forehead again and moving to open the door for him. Draco stepped through the door and turned back.

"Harry?" he started softly.

Harry looked at him, quirking a brow telling him to go on.

"Do you... do want to meet for lunch tomorrow? Just you know... as friends…?" he asked, flushing lightly and looking down.

Harry nodded and smiled a little, "I'd love to."

He smiled back and nodded. "Cool..."

Harry nodded before waiting for him to apparate away then he closed the door, bypassing work to just sleep. He needed sleep. Lots and lots of sleep.

Draco apparated to Blaise's house, smiling when Blaise recognized the hoodie and he just shrugged, curling up on the couch with him and Seamus and wouldn't remove the hoodie for anything.

A/N: Hehe... have I mentioned I love this chapter? Next chapter.. a night at the club ;) hmm.. I wonder what could happen... but you know what? you're not going to find out if you don't review! MUAHAHAHAHA! -clears throat- whoa, that was weird... review please!