Draco groaned. He slowly opened his eyes and met the most beautiful sight ever. Harry sleeping next to him, snoring softly and looking so innocent. Draco thought he looked like a black haired angel. He couldn't believe it was already a little over three months since they admitted their feelings for each other. He kissed him softly and Harry stirred. When he saw Draco he smiled and stole another kiss.
"Good morning." Harry croaked.
"Good morning, like the wake up call?" Draco smirked.
"I could get used to that you know." Harry smiled.
"Well not now, because we have classes in 20 minutes. We need to hurry if we want to have some breakfast." Draco said calmly. Harry's eyes grew wide and he jumped out of bed. He scrambled around for his clothes. Draco calmly stepped out of bed and with one tap, he was dressed. He grabbed Harry and kissed him. When they pulled apart, Harry was dressed too. He looked a bit dazed.
"You know that when we kiss, it's probably the only time you can stand still?" Draco mentioned and kissed him again. Harry was helpless to do anything but kiss back. So he did eagerly. When breath became an issue, they pulled apart.
"We'll never be on time if we keep this up." Harry panted and let go of Draco. He collected Damian, who was still half asleep and walked to breakfast. Harry loaded some food on his plate, while Draco loaded his and Damian's.
"Will you take Damian for this morning. I've got DADA and Herbology with the Slytherins." Draco asked.
"Sure. You take him after lunch then?" Draco nodded.
After breakfast was over they separated. Harry took Damian with him to Transfiguration and Draco went of to DADA. After lunch Draco took him over.
At the end of the day, Draco found himself sitting in his last class, Arithmancy, with his son softly sleeping on his lap. He was bored and couldn't wait for it to be over.
Finally the class was over and Draco searched for Harry.
"Hey, how was your day?" Draco asked when he had finally found him.
"Okay I guess. Maybe it sounds corny but I missed you today. I only saw you at lunch." Harry blushed a nice shade of red. Draco found it adorable.
"I missed you too love." He gave Harry a soft kiss. Harry melted. Damian giggled and clapped. The pulled apart and looked at the still laughing child.
"I think we have voyeur in our midst Draco." Harry smirked and kissed Damian's nose.
"I do think you're right Harry." Draco laughed and kissed his son's head. Damian couldn't look any happier.
"Let's eat, shall we." Harry said and they went to dinner.
After dinner Harry and Draco settled down at the desk in their room and set out to do their homework. Blaise and Pansy where in the library, studying with Ron and Hermione. Damian was playing happily with his toys on the floor.
Suddenly a piercing scream was heard. Damian was sobbing and screaming with pain and fear. Harry and Draco both ran to him and saw the blood dripping from one of Damian's hands. Harry spotted the knife next to the little boy and Draco's book bag was open on the floor too. Draco however was too busy to heal his son to take notice of it.
"Come on love, let me see it please?" Draco took a look at the deep gash in his sons hand and winced. He took out his wand and put it against the little hand. Damian pulled away.
"This won't hurt a bit love, I promise." He said softly, calming the crying child. Harry went to sit next to Damian as well and reassuringly stroked his back.
"CURATIO!" Dracosaid clearly and a soft blue light enveloped the little hand. The wound slowly closed. Harry spelled the blood away and together they calmed Damian enough so he fell asleep. Draco put his son in his cot and walked into the common room to the sight of Harry holding the knife.
" I thought you stopped this." Harry had a hurt look in his beautiful eyes.
" What do you mean?" Draco stammered.
"Don't mess with me now Draco! You said you stopped! Why is this thing still in your bag?" Harry all but yelled.
"I did! Harry, you have to believe me." Draco pleaded.
"Then why is this still in your bag?" he hissed angrily.
" I… I don't have a reason for that. I guess I couldn't get rid of it." Draco looked at the floor.
"Merlin Draco! Your son got hurt because 'you couldn't get rid' of this knife? That's a pathetically lame excuse! It could have been a lot worse you know!" Harry growled.
"Don't you think I know that! When I saw that knife…Gods Harry!" Draco slumped to the floor and drew his knees to his chest.
"I could swear my heart stopped beating when I saw my little boy hurt." Draco whispered. Harry sighed and went to sit next to Draco.
"Baby tell me one thing; do you still use it?"
"No. I wanted to sometimes, but I never did."
"Then throw the knife away, or if it means so much to you, store it somewhere safe." Draco nodded.
"It does means much to me. It was Severus' knife. He gave it to me for my 16th birthday. I want you to keep it for me love."
"I will. If you want to talk, I'm here for you. Don't be afraid to talk to me." Harry pulled the blonde in for a hug and felt Draco burying his face in his neck. He felt the tears on his shoulder and held him closer, letting him cry.
After a while Harry pulled back and looked at Draco's tear stained face. He softly took the blonde's face in his hands and wiped the tears away with his thumbs. Draco leaned into the gentle touch. Both faces leaned closer to each other till they were just an inch apart. Draco closed his eyes and breached the distance. He softly pressed his lips against Harry's and felt him respond immediately. The kiss was light, but passionate none the less.
Draco kissed Harry deeply now and Harry kissed back eagerly. Lips touched, tongues duelled and hands wandered. Everything was perfect until Harry's hand slipped under Draco's shirt. Draco froze.
Images of Lucius tearing his shirt off and shoving him on the bed flashed through his head and Draco put up a shield.
Harry was confused and went to reach for him. When he touched the shield he flew back against the wall.
'Oh no! What have I done! He obviously wasn't ready for that yet. Stupid Harry!' he scolded himself. He needed to help Draco now though.
Harry knew what he had to do to calm Draco. He could use his magic and easily break through the shield but that would only upset Draco further. No, he was going to sing. It had calmed Damian enough times so why wouldn't it work on Draco as well? He remembered that muggle lullaby he heard a couple of times and altered it.
Hush my sweet beauty, please don't cry
I rather hear you laugh and see you smile
He felt the magic shield around Draco weaken and Harry continued.
I know about the hurt that has been caused
But never really knew how you've been lost
I promise you that I'll keep you safe
But know now that I think you're brave
Draco's shield was gone now and Harry carefully crawled over to him while continuing to sing.
Please let me help you, don't be alone
You don't have to deal with this on your own
You have friends and you have me
My sweet beauty you are free
Harry carefully pulled Draco in his arms and rocked him back and forth. Draco tensed at first but gradually snuggled closer to him.
You don't have to hide anymore
You're going to win this inner-war
Time will tell and wounds will heal
I'm here for you and I am real
Tell me anything I can do
Because my sweet beauty, I love you.
By the time Harry was done singing, Draco was sleeping peacefully in his arms. He softly placed a kiss on the blonde teens head and lifted him up and carried him over to the bed. As soon as Draco was on the bed, he snuggled deeper under the covers but refused to let go of Harry. He shrugged and got into the bed as well. Draco instantly snuggled close to him. Soon Harry was fast asleep too.
Lucius was not pleased. He only just got a letter from one of the Slytherins saying that Draco's bastard son was still alive and at Hogwarts. Why he only heard of it now was beyond him. School started over three months ago.
He thought Draco got rid of the boy but it turns out that he had put him under Potter's care. He always thought Draco hated the Potter brat like a good Malfoy Heir. Lucius had to admit he had some fun with his son over the summer and that he was bored now. Though he had to see to it that both Draco and the child were killed.