A/N: Got a few more chapters yet but we are very close to the end :(

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Chapter Twenty One

Visits to a coffin or a hospital bed

"You promised you would keep him safe! Now he's lying in here because of you" Draco heard his mum shout. Her voice seemed quite far away though, but it was defiantly her, he could tell by the way she could raise her voice but still keep somewhat calm. He couldn't see anything, his eyes were shut and he didn't feel like he had the energy to open them just yet.

"Because of me?" He heard his boyfriend shout back in disbelief. What was going on?

"Trouble follows you around Potter, if he didn't fall in love with you then none of this would have happened and my boy would be with me at home" Narcissa cried.

"This has nothing to do with us falling in love."

"People don't like it, you knew they wouldn't, and it just so happens, these men would kill because of it." His mind went a little fuzzy, but then a loud voice shot it back into action again.

"Shut up!" His Father Lucius roared. His mum and Harry indeed did shut up and probably looked towards the old man in shock – Draco would have if he could open his eyes. "These men are who we used to be Narcissa; these are the men we were fighting with. Don't you think we have some responsibility in this too?" Draco couldn't believe his Fathers words, they were so unlike him; especially the last few days since he found out about Harry and him. Suddenly his thoughts and his hearing shut down on him, as if falling into a deep sleep which shall not hold any dream.

A short moment later he was awoken by a pain in his chest. The room was silent now though, he couldn't hear anything. Where was he? Was he dead? He tried to move his eyelids open, but he felt so weak and couldn't move an inch.

There was some rustling to the left of him and the sound of someone breathing in deeply, and then out again. "I just wish I got there a few minutes before I did, maybe I could have stopped this." Harry Potter spoke.

"There was nothing you could do, Fisher moved too fast for us, he wanted everyone on his list dead before he fled the country or something. He wanted to finish the job he started." Ron said to the right of him. Draco quickly realised he was either in a hospital bed, his bed at the manor, or on Harry's bed at the flat... or maybe he was in a coffin? Maybe he had died and this is where people said their goodbyes and what they could have done to save him, or what they could have said before they burry him 6 feet under. Oh Merlin's Beard. I'M DEAD! Draco shouted inside his head. He would never get to see that beautiful face of Harry's ever again. He would never get the chance to tell his parents how much he actually loved them, even after all the shit they put him through. He would never lay by his boyfriend's side ever again and tell him how much he meant to him, and feel his soft touch on his body and kiss those soft lips ever again. And then once again his mind shut down and stepped into darkness.

They say you have some amount of brain activity when you die, but Draco couldn't think how long he had heard it lasts. Maybe he couldn't move his body because he was dead, maybe he was using the last lot of brain activity he had? Draco suddenly realised he was awake again... he was thinking. The room was silent though. There were no rusting clothes beside him this time, no angry shouting mother and no Father being somewhat kind to his boyfriend. He had been buried in the ground. Soil chucked on top with a few words people would forget in 5 years time. He was just another dead soul; joining everyone his family and friends had killed during the war. This was where he was always meant to end up.

Suddenly someone walked by his coffin with a trolley. Huh? He heard the noise like it was outside a door or wooden box."Dr Hardy, you're needed in room 506" A women's voice said. What? He felt his eyelids twitch and he took a deep breath in. He felt a lot stronger and opened his eyes.

He looked up to a plain white ceiling; and not the wood of a wooden box that they would have stuffed his dead body inside. He was still alive. "Draco?" A soft voice said from not too far away. Draco repositioned his eyes and saw his gorgeous boyfriend; Harry Potter, sitting on the edge of his seat rubbing his tired eyes.

"ary" He tried but failed to speak properly. His mouth was all dry. Harry moved his seat closer and held Draco's hand.

"How are you feeling?"

"Mmm" Draco nodded. His chest felt tight, his joints felt achy and everything else felt really numb. The dark haired man reached over and pressed a button on the wall. With that two nurses came in.

"He's awake" Harry said moving out the way. The two nurses - one young and blonde, the other around 50 years of age with grey hair – were fussing around him, checking machines and casting spells.

"Hello Mr Malfoy, I'm Doreen and this is Katie" The older witch said with a loud clear voice like she thought he was hard of hearing or something, which he was totally opposite, he was well aware of everything and had a headache. She quickly realised this when he squinted his eyes as if in pain and she calmed her voice. "You're in St. Mungo's, do you remember what happened?" Draco nodded his head in a yes. "Good" She nodded back. "We are just running a few tests but so far everything looks to be alright."

The other witch took over while the older one was casting more spells over his body. "You were hit by an unknown curse, its dark magic so it was tricky to work out what was exactly wrong with you, but you're awake now and everything seems to be going well, you'll just need to stay here for a few days till we know there's no delayed affects. I'm going to shine a bright light in your eyes ok?" He nodded once more as she shone her wand near his eye with a powerful Lumos.

"Good, we will be back in an hour to run another check." Doreen said as she pocketed her wand, and both nurses walked out. Harry was immediately back at Draco's side holding his hand. There were two or three minutes of silence and then Harry spoke, his voice cracked though as if he was going to break into tears.

"I thought I'd lost you" he whispered. Draco didn't know what to say, and he didn't even know if he had the energy to speak anyway. Harry carried on "Fisher used a curse intending to kill you slowly, but I got there a few minutes after he attacked you and got you straight to St Mungo's."

"Fisher?" He managed.

"Yeah, he just walked straight into your office and attacked you."

"It wasn't him" He shook his head and tried to sit up.

"What?" His boyfriend asked confused, his eyebrows creating a crease in between themselves.

"It was Seb" Harry's jaw dropped.

"He stood there watching with everyone else as I carried you out!" He raised his voice. "And, and he was the one who did this to you?" He stood up and walked the length of the room. "He's still walking free while they have everyone looking for Fisher." He came to realisation. "I have to go warn the ministry."

"Harry" he struggled.

"I'm so sorry Draco" The dark haired hero sat back down beside him, entwining their fingers together. "I should have been faster, I should have realised it was him. I shouldn't have let you go to work on your own. It's my entire fault."

"Harry shut up" Draco had a burst of energy run through him. Harry stopped talking at once and looked towards the blonde. "Nothing is your fault. You weren't to know anything. These things happen and I'm just thankful you found me when you did." The Gryffindor leant over and kissed the Slytherin on the forehead.

"I love you"

"I love you too" he smiled. "Thank you for being my hero"

"You're so cute"

"You make me sound like a little girl"

"Well you are the woman in our relationship after all"

Draco rolled his eyes "Idiot" he mumbled with a small laugh. Harry sent a quick message to the ministry explaining this new found fact and then sent a message to someone else before sitting back down on his chair beside the blonde.

"Draco, Fisher's basement was covered with photos and information about all of his victims. He must have been working with Sebastian, got him to run around and do all of his dirty work, that's why he hired him at the paper." He sighed. "We were on his list, marked under the final kill."

"You were right; a few times I tried to convince myself that Seb was actually my friend, that Fisher was nothing but my boss. But you were right all along as always."

"There still out there, we need to get away from here as soon as you're ok to leave. We need to keep ourselves safe. I need to keep you safe."

"Quit being the hero" He laughed. "Maybe I can save you for once?"

"You already have"

"Come again?" He furrowed his brows trying to remember a time.

"You knew it was me that time at the manor when the snatchers brought us in, yet you didn't say anything. Then you threw me a wand when I jumped out of Hagrid's arms even though you could have been killed right there and then in front of your family. And then finally you saved me from spending my time miserably thinking I had it all with Ginny when I didn't, you saved me by loving me and becoming my boyfriend."

"Come here" Draco smiled with a tear falling from his eye. They embraced each other in a hug and then were caught in a simple yet meaningful kiss. Then the sound of the door beside them was heard opening. In stepped Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy. Narcissa looked as though she had been crying and Lucius looked as though he was about to cry.

"Oh my boy" The woman sobbed. She walked forwards when Harry stepped back and caught her son in her own hug.

"Mum" Draco whispered feeling his chest ache from her body pressing on it tightly. But he didn't care, this was his mum, the one he thought he would never get to see again for a moment.

"I've missed you, I've been panicking for days; wondering if you would ever wake up."

"Days? How long was I out?"

"About a week" Lucius said from behind her.

"A week? Wow." He shook his head in disbelief.

"I'm glad you're ok, your Father and I have been so terribly worried." Narcissa cried and placed a kiss on his pale cheek.

"I heard you, I don't know when it was but I was drifting in and out of consciousness for periods at a time." He said into her blonde hair.

"You heard us? When?"

"When you were blaming Harry for all of this" He frowned and she removed herself from the hug in shock.

"I'm sorry darling; I had one of those moments. I feared my son had been lost forever."

"It's ok, I understand, but it's not his fault, he saved me and I'm really thankful for it." He looked to Harry, proud that he got to be with such an amazing guy. Then he looked to his Father standing awkwardly behind his mother. "And Father, thank you for what you said."

"F-for what I said?" He asked.

"I heard you basically stick up for Harry and take some of the blame, you're not to blame either but it meant a lot to me to hear you say something like that." Lucius' bottom lip trembled like he was going to cry and he moved past Narcissa to stand beside his son.

"Draco" He took his hand. "I'm sorry for everything I said before, It disgraces me how I almost had to lose you to realise how much I love you and how much I don't care if you like men or not. I was being selfish and was only thinking of the family name and our status with the purebloods." That tear that was building up in his eyes finally dropped and glided down his cheek. "none of that matters if I don't have my son" He took a deep breath "I'm so sorry Draco, I want you to forgive me and try to forget the man I used to be and the man I was slowly becoming again. From now on it's going to be different, I want to start a fresh" He looked with hopeful teary eyes down at his son... who by now was also very teary eyed.

"That was quite the speech Father, I'm impressed" They all laughed. "Of course I forgive you... but I shall never forget." He looked down at the white sheets he was under. Lucius nodded sadly. "I am however, willing to try making new memories that will come first when thinking about you when I'm old and grey and you're long gone." They all laughed again. "I love you dad." And Lucius went in for a hug Draco hadn't felt since he was little.

Draco looked up and saw Harry almost in tears too, but he was smiling.

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.o.o.O.O.o.o.

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The blonde man was in hospital for another week, after that day when he woke up to find himself in the hospital and not a wooden box. Throughout the week he had many visitors. His Mother and Father visited once every day, which even though it was only hospital after their son almost died, it was nice to see them finally getting out of the house. All of the Weasley family visited too. Ginny looked away quickly and scuffed her feet along the floor when her ex kissed him. But apart from that everyone was very talkative, and seemed to be very accepting now about the whole idea of the two men. But one man stayed everyday and every night, sitting beside his bed holding his hand, never once leaving for anything.

The healers had allowed Harry to wash at the hospital after he refused to go home to the flat alone and leave Draco by himself here. They explained that he had Aurors outside of his door 24/7, but he said how he wanted to be with the man. Draco had said how he thought it was actually because Harry was scared to be alone when the two men still walked free, but Harry laughed it off and said no to be so silly before awkwardly fiddling with his fingers.

Terrance Fisher and Sebastian Jones were still yet to be caught. Jones had disappeared 2 days after the attack apparently and no one had seen him since. There was a sighting of Fisher in Germany, but by the time the Aurors got there, he had vanished. The papers were all talking about the events of what happened. There were pictures of Harry carrying Draco's limp body and apparating to St Mungo's on every front page. The Ministry had reported how Fisher and Jones were working together on these murders but it is yet to be found out who killed who. Funerals were held for the victims after there were no clues to be found on their bodies about how they died. People were deciding for themselves that it was this unknown curse that Jones used on Draco, but it was never confirmed to be the killers chosen curse for them all.

Harry felt lucky to still have his boyfriend here, still breathing and moving around now. But he had a feeling as soon as they got out, the two murderers would find them to finish the job and so they could tick 'The final kill' off their list. So of course the chosen one was constantly worrying.

"The healers said you can leave tomorrow morning" Harry walked into the room. Draco was sat up in bed eating his breakfast quite happily; Molly and Arthur Weasley were sat to his right reading the Daily Prophet, and Ron and Hermione sat at the end of the bed.

"Right" Draco said. "Any idea where we are going to go from there?"

"Why not stay at the burrow with us?" Ron asked looking towards his mother which nodded.

"We can't"

"Why not?" Hermione asked.

"Because the wedding's next week and we wouldn't want to get in your way, you have a lot to do." He explained.

"Don't be silly, there is plenty of room at the burrow and I for one would love to have you there"

"It's a brilliant idea, you two will be safe because there's no way those men will come when there's so many of us there with you. And you will be there to help us with setting everything up and can just go straight to bed once the wedding's over." Molly smiled.

"Bellatrix and Greyback didn't worry about how many there was of us when they set the house of fire." Harry snapped. The room went silent. Draco looked awkward and carried on eating his breakfast while the others looking at each other. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound so... I'm just stressed and in all honesty, scared."

"Yes, that's understandable" Molly said.

"If they turn up there and hurt you guys, I wouldn't forgive myself."

"Harry, can you stop that?" Ron moaned.

"Stop what?"

"It's the war all over again. We are all in this together ok? If they turn up then we will finish those bastards off! We have all proved we can fight a bunch of death eaters and still survive. Now stop being Mr-ill-go-alone-to-keep-you-safe and let us fight if we have to and want to!"

"You're right, I'm sorry."

"I know I'm right, I'm always right." They laughed and Hermione hugged her future husband tight and kissed him on the cheek.

2 hours went by and Ron, Hermione and the two other Weasley's went home. Harry was once again sat by Draco's side, but Draco was asleep so he read The Wingardium. Apparently they had assigned a new head boss after this all went on, and they were carrying on as normal.

There was a soft knock on the door which caught Harry's attention, and then it opened slowly to reveal a black haired women and a dark man. They stepped inside and it wasn't till the women spoke did he realise who they were. "Hello" Pansy Parkinson said.

"Pansy? Blaise?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Yes"

"You look... different" It was true, Pansy looked like a proper women now; she wore similar clothes to what Narcissa would wear. Blaise looked grown up too, and wore robes that suited him very well.

"Good different, or bad different?" Blaise laughed, and that woke the sleeping snake up.

Draco's eyes opened slowly, he rubbed his hand on them before sitting up. "Pansy? Blaise? What are you doing here?" He looked surprised.

"Draco my love, we obviously heard about what happened, so we wanted to come and see you" She bit her lip.

"Well I don't want you here" He waved them away with his hand.

"Draco" Harry warned.

"No" He shook his head. "I saw what you said in the paper, you were trying to make people believe that I cursed Harry or something" She was just about to respond but the blonde didn't let her interrupt him, and he carried on. "And then you go reveal my secret you promised to never tell; not that it matters now, but there's something called trust and you just broke mine."

"Draco darling" She tried.

"Shut up, you sound like my Mother" he made a disgusted face.

"Draco mate, we really thought Harry was straight, and therefore there's no way you two could be together. You don't have the perfect record when it comes to cursing people either"

"You know that wasn't my fault! The dark lord ordered me to do so and it was that or die!" Draco screamed. "Get out!"

"I'm sorry" Pansy started to tear up. "I'm really sorry" Harry didn't know what to do; he was standing at the end of the bed, silent.

"Where were you when I needed you the most?" Draco shut his eyes tightly as if holding tears back. "I needed you and you wished me dead and left me there with the option" He was whispering now. Harry could see his boyfriend was in pain, but he didn't know why. It confused him; what Draco was saying, but right now he wouldn't push on the matter.

"You were being dramatic, you got upset over the littlest things" Pansy moaned. "We knew you wouldn't do it."

He couldn't take this, he had to ask. "Do what?"

"Don't" Draco started to cry.

Blaise spoke up "Draco you were angry and upset, we tried to understand, but then you called us names and sent a hex at Pansy. Then when we were going to leave you to calm down you threaten us that if we leave you would - "

"Shut up!" The blonde shouted and the whole room fell silent.

"Would what?" Harry asked worried.

They ignored him. "We are sorry that we walked out on you, but you gave us no choice." Blaise explained.

"You're not my friends, get out" The blonde whispered.

"But Draco"

"Get. Out." And so they did after Pansy shook her head like she was scolding him for something.

"Want to tell me what that was all about?" Harry asked after a minute worth of silence. Draco rubbed his tears away.

"I just went through a moment of weakness last year" Draco explained. "Just like you did, remember?"

"Right?"

"I told you that I too once flipped on them and that was why we were no longer friends?"

"Yeah I remember, what happened?"

"I was going through a hard time." The man spoke calmly. "I woke up ever night screaming because of the nightmares that haunted me, I had moments where I would just simply burst into years for really no reason at all. I think it was everything that happened in the war finally hitting me hard, you know?"

"I completely understand that" Harry nodded.

"Well I look back now and wonder how I could think such thoughts, and try to take action on such thoughts that would disappear in a year's time. Because you have to understand I'm a lot happier now and no longer wish this, ok?" Harry nodded in understanding. "I wanted to kill myself" He began to sob. Harry gasped.

"What?" He whispered.

"I told my friends this, hoping they would help me through it all and make me realise I was being stupid. But instead they told me I was being pathetic and childish. They said I had issues and needed professional help. They didn't understand and then they turned against me; or that's what it felt like. So one day I told them 'I'm gonna do it' and because they weren't giving me the response I wanted and felt like I needed, I got angry and flipped on them. Once they l-left, I-I..." He started to cry again.

"You attempted to commit suicide?" Harry whispered sadly. Draco nodded and let his head fall into the other mans arms as he climbed on the bed beside him.

"I was in a dark place; it seemed like an easy way out of all this emotional drama"

"Shh I know" Harry completely understood. He had nightmares too, but he noticed he hadn't had a single one since Draco came along again.

"My Mother of course found me and stopped me before I could make that mistake. I realise now I shouldn't have been such a mess, but I don't regret it. It made me stronger in a way, it made mother realise I needed help, and that did help a lot. Then it made me understand that those two jerks weren't my real friends, and in the end it changed who I was, and led me to you. And believe me Harry Potter, I couldn't be happier now." He ended with a smile and it clutched at the Gryffindor's heart.

"I love you and I'm so proud of you" He then caught the other man in a passionate kiss, but left it there. They were in St. Mungo's after all, but also Draco was still very sore and weak.

"I love you too" and then they fell asleep together right there on the hospital bed. Tomorrow would be the day they face the world again, and face the risk of being killed by two mad men. Ron said how they would have an Auror team outside The Burrow at all times, but Harry wasn't convinced that was enough. They managed to get caught off guard outside Fisher's house, and back when it was Bill and Fleur's wedding, death eaters came and crashed the party.

He would have to be strong though, and there was no way he was going to let them get near his family and his boyfriend again.

He was Harry Potter.

This was the stuff he was good at.

This was what he grew up in.

This would be easy.