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Both boys awoke tangled in each others limbs, Harry smirked as Draco's face went bright red.

"Sorry," blushed Draco as he fought his way out of the tangled sheets and limbs.

"Don't worry about it, I rather enjoyed it," smiled Harry placing a light kiss on his Angels lips.

"You're so strange," Draco said looking up at Harry.

"Strange? How am I strange?" asked Harry raising an eyebrow.

"You're just…your so…lustful," Draco buried his face into Harry's bed shirt.

"Really now?" asked Harry nipping the top of Draco's ear "well your just too delicious, too perfect Angel."

Draco moaned at the nip, "Harry I think…I really like you."

"I feel the same way," replied Harry kissing him deeply.

Both boys laid bed for most of the morning, but the call off food forced them to leave their cuddly embrace. Harry went to prepare brunch, but Draco beat him too it and started cutting some fruit.

Harry smiled as he watched him prepare the meal, and soon both boys were eating bowls of fruit.

"We need to start eating meat soon," Harry said to Draco "and you need to learn to hunt, we'll go out and set some simple traps for today, perhaps some archery training as well."

Draco's eyes shone with happiness as he nodded eagerly "I'll get my bow," grabbing his bowl from the table he placed it in the sink and ran to his room where his travel pack and weapons were.

Not even a minute later Draco exited the room dressed in a green-turquoise shirt, black slacks, dark brown hiking boots, and armed to the T with all his weapons, "I'm ready."

"Draco were not going into battle, you don't need all your weapons," chuckled Harry "a boot knife and your bow and arrows should do for today."

Draco grinned sheepishly as he returned to the room, Harry this time in tow.

Harry dressed in a deep green shirt with a deep brown almost black vest, black slacks and boots, and tied his sword to his side, a boot-knife, and his archery set.

"Ready?" asked Harry looking at Draco.

"Ready," Draco replied as he and Harry exited the house and headed towards the wall of hedges surrounding their new home. The hedges parted from them as they approached and Harry started in a jog towards the thicker part of the trees, slinking silently behind one he beckoned for Draco to follow and he did so, slipping over almost silently, thanks to his practice at wandering the halls of the castle unnoticed.

Harry pointed to a sapling and explained step by step to him how it could be used to catch animals like rabbits, Harry made the first one and several dozen trees away got Draco to try which he did happily, trying with Harry's guidance a few times before he finally got it right.

Several more traps were set, mostly by Draco, before Harry led Draco to a clearing and told him to draw his bow, pointing to a red wood tree forty steps away Harry aimed and fired hitting a small area where the bark was darker then the rest of the tree.

"Wow," praised Draco looking at Harry in admiration, Harry smiled that bright smile of his as he told Draco to draw the bow; guiding his arm after he placed the arm guard and glove on, loving the closeness of his angel he helped him nock the arrow into place on the draw string. Pulling the arrow back with him he explained how to release and Draco did so, a bit disappointed when it bounced off the tree and laid on the ground in a mocking fashion.

"That was really good for your first shot," praised Harry as Draco glared at the arrow before swiftly hooking another arrow into place and firing, this time it stuck into the tree, then just as Draco was about to praise himself it fell to the ground joining his other disappointment.

Draco hooked another arrow and smirked when it stayed rather firmly in place on the tree, Harry congratulated him again and moved back in behind Draco, teaching him now to aim for a target "I want you to hit my arrow…spear it in half."

Draco turned stunned "I can't do that, is that even possible?"

Harry nodded "I've seen it done a few times before."

"A few," Draco asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, if your going to be the best then you better learn how to spear a hundred arrows in a row," smirked Harry "come on now, check the wind, height, aim and fire."

Draco did so and missed the tree entirely, stomping his foot angrily he drew another arrow and aimed again, this time hitting the right tree, but it was no where near the mark.

The two boys practiced for hours, and Harry was beginning to get hungry, but Draco seemed determined to hit his arrow, Harry actually had to physically take the bow away when he saw the way Draco held his hands on the bow…as though in pain, and Harry knew he was, it happened to everyone with an unfamiliarity with any weapon.

Draco protested the entire way back, walking Syfron in an annoyingly cocky trot. Harry ignored him; it was no use explaining it to him when all he did was whine.

Harry fixed dinner, refusing to let Draco use his hands for more then simple tasks, like holding a fork.

Draco pouted through dinner, and while they were getting ready for bed and that's when Harry saw them, his hands were red and had several blisters, taking one of his angels hands gently into his he looked at him questionably "if you were hurting so much then why didn't you say something?"

"I want to learn so badly," replied Draco pulling his hand away from Harry and crossing the room to gaze out the window into the starry sky.

"And I'll teach you, but hurting yourself is the worst way to do it," replied Harry "your hands will be out of proper commission for the next short while, I don't want you over doing yourself, alright?"

Draco nodded sadly as Harry went out to the garden with Draco on his tail "now where is it?" he asked himself as he scanned the garden.

"Where's what?" asked Draco standing by the door frame.

"The Yarrow and Arnica, there plants used to reduce pain and inflammation, if only I could remember what the look like," growled Harry in frustration.

Draco grinned, if there was one thing he knew about it was plants and horses, scanning the garden he plucked several leaves of Yarrow and Arnica as well as some chamomile "I found them."

Harry turned and nodded a bit embarrassed, but Draco ignored it as he walked back into the house and allowed Harry to grind up both herbs into a paste which he slathered onto Draco's sore hands and wrapped it up with some cloth scraps, Draco thanked him as with bandaged hands managed to pour two cubs of fresh chamomile tea.

This settled there nerves for the night as they both retired to the master suit and fell asleep, Harry's arms wrapped protectively around the angel he had allowed to get hurt under his watch.