Author's Note: Oh noooo my one week break is over! Back to school tomorrow, damn…Haha well before THAT happens…here's one quick chapter. Sorry the previous chapter had no Draco! Don't worry, our Slytherin ice prince shall return at the later part of the chapter! It's only a brief moment though... Hope you guys like this chapter anyway! And I noticed more people favoriting this story and stuff, that's totally awesome~ But could you guys review too? Thanks :]

Acceptance
Chapter 29
Remembering You

I spent the rest of the day spending quality time with my best friends. Honestly, we haven't had such meaningful conversations in quite a while. I kinda missed those days where we would sit around and talk about crap and mock each other's lameass experiences. It's things like these that prevent me from going into a pit of despair worrying about Draco. Shit, I'm thinking about it again…

I heaved a sudden sigh, causing my friends to stop laughing about the previous topic. "Harry, you're not thinking about…" "It's alright, I'll be fine."

"Harry!" I heard several muffled voices outside my door. I was fairly puzzled by this and shot a look at the two, wondering if they had any idea about the reason behind the shouting outside. Ron shrugged with a grin and opened the door. Without warning, a whole bunch of Gryffindors flooded into my room. Everywhere, I could hear familiar happy voices going "Cheer up, Harry!" and "Everything's gonna be okay!" and whatnot. A smile formed on my lips as I took in the comforting sight of all my Gryffindor friends trying to make me feel better. Fred and George squeezed through the crowd.

"Hey, mate!"
"You better cheer the fuck up!"
"Or else-"
"Fred and I-"
"Are gonna-"
"POUR COFFEE DOWN YOUR PANTS!"

The crowd burst into mocking laughter while Ron slapped his forehead and shrank under the sea of heads in embarrassment. God, what is with the coffee down the pants thing? Hmm, must be a Weasley thing…

"Guys, guys, seriously, I don't know how to thank you all for this. I really feel a lot better knowing that you're all here for me," I flashed a broad grin. Never had I felt so cared about all my life. When I first stepped into Hogwarts, I remember Professor McGonnagall telling us, first years, that our house would be like our family. I smiled, recalling those words. She was indeed right.

Just then, Ginny and Parvati inched their way towards me, holding a book in their hands. "And what's that supposed to be?" I raised an eyebrow, pointing at the book. The two smiled sheepishly and placed the book in my hands. It was a velvety green book with silver and gold strips diagonally cutting across the first page. There was a strange magical aura surrounding it, I couldn't quite make head nor tail of it, but it filled me with some form of hope and…happiness, was it?

I flipped the page and immediately my eyes lit up. Who knows, maybe they were even sparkling… The group around me huddled closer to see the contents of the book. To my delight, it was no ordinary book, but a book…full of Draco.

I browsed through the book to find loads of little Draco pictures and random words among them. "Nonono! Don't just skim! You have to really look at it page by page!"
"Yeah Harry!"
"Come on, Harry!"
"Okay I know I know! I was just too excited!" I exclaimed, flipping back to the first page, which displayed a moving picture of Draco waving and eating an ice-cream at the same time. Below it was a badly written "Hello Harry! Draco love u!" It was Draco's handwriting.

I touched the photograph, finding myself giggling at the sight of little Draco waving at me as I stroked picture Draco's cheek. This was just the beginning of reliving good old memories. Flipping through the pages after the first, I saw more pictures. There was one of Neville feeding Draco with a cookie, Hermione sharing a book with Draco, Dean playing soccer with Draco, Ron teaching Draco how to swear…? My face twisted for a moment, letting out an awkward laugh at the captions written on that page. As picture Ron moved, a speech bubble appeared on the page going "fuck your balls, Snape!" and Draco's speech bubble read "fwuck yo bowls, Snape!" It was then that I noticed picture Snape standing in the darkness with a look of horror written all over his wrinkled face. The Gryffindors started laughing at that image as Ron went, "ah I remember that…I got 50 points taken away for doing that…"

Then I came across several familiar pictures as well.

"Ah yes, Seamus with the rosebush for a head, who could forget that?" I smirked, pointing at the oh so familiar photograph. Seamus found himself shaking his head and chuckling at the mere memory of that. The next couple of pictures were from the same day, where Draco went about playing with girls' hair, watching the guys play poker, making a card tower with Ron, Hermione and I, playing Pin The Big Nose On Snape with everyone, pigging out at the snack corner...The memories from that day were just priceless!

Then I saw a few pictures of me walking down the corridors with Draco scampering about by my side, some with me cradling him in my arms, some with me giving him piggyback rides, some with me and him building a snowman, some with me feeding him…basically full of Draco and I. Strange, I don't remember having these pictures taken.

"Hey, who's the smartass who took these pictures anyway?" I laughed waving the book in the air. Collin owned up, but soon admitted that everyone else took different shifts in taking the sneakshots. Damn, how could I have not noticed them… But I was pretty glad I didn't. If I did, this surprise wouldn't be as surprising as it should. Then it hit me.

"Hold the phone, how come I didn't even know about these pictures? When did these happen anyway? Sure I remember the party night, but the random things like the swearing picture and the reading picture and all those…I don't recall seeing those happen," I remarked. There came a series of muffled laughter from the crowd. I paused and came to the conclusion that these didn't actually happen, my friends were just trying to use this to comfort me.

"Ah…you guys, you didn't have to use magic to come up with these false memory pictures that never really happened. I know you're just trying to make me feel better by showing me images of Draco having fun with us. I appreciate your effort a lot, I really do. But…knowing that these are false memories doesn't really help."
"What the crap, Harry? These were real events!"
"Yeah, we just took them while you were gone!"

That was when I remembered our initial plans of rotating shifts to take care of Draco at the beginning of the year. Aha, they must have taken those pictures when it was their shift…Shit, I've misunderstood them! I apologized immediately while they were all over me going "it's okay" and all that talk.

"Actually," Ron started. "You should really thank my sister and Parvati. They were the ones who came up with the idea of making this book."

Upon hearing what my best friend said, I scanned the crowd again for said two and found them giggling in a corner. I got up from my bed and walked towards them with the book in my hand.

"Thank you, Ginny and Parvati. But why?" I asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" Ginny rolled her eyes. "Since the day you brought him in, all of us began getting attached to Draco. As the days went by, we realized that we would really miss him the day he…well…goes back to normal…" Her voice got softer and I thought I saw her eyes water for a moment. Parvati then took over the speech, "So we decided that we make this little scrapbook thing so that we'll remember all the good times we had with the little cutie. To help us relive these memories, Ginny and I decided to take lots of pictures with him while we still could, and eventually combined them to form this! Draco's not gone, Harry. He's here too, so don't forget that. Any time you feel like it, just open up this book and it'll make you feel better. At least, we hope so…"

I noticed how all the Gryffindors' faces fell upon remembering that Draco was gone. Even the hyper twins had a solemn look on their faces. Ginny spoke up again, "don't just thank us though. Thank everyone here, we all did it for you TOGETHER. So you better…you better..."

"I know, I appreciate what you guys did for me, all of you. You guys are totally awesome. Hell, I never would have thought of an idea like this. Thank you…so much…" I said, as my vision blurred. I knew it, I was going to cry again. Sincerely, I was touched by what my house did for me. I was aware the whole time that Draco's um…transformation…was going to change our lives. Even though those happy moments were short lived, I was glad that my friends made an effort to make it memorable…I glanced at the book again before closing it. Haha…memorable…in a way I didn't even suspect…

The crowd of Gryffindors tried their best to smile while Ron and Hermione went to stand by my side, offering support if I needed it. Then Fred and George, who could take the awkward silence no longer, stomped their feet on the ground in unison until all eyes were on them.

"What do you think you guys are doing huh?"
"All these tears and sadness…"
"We were here to make Harry happy!"
"And what did we do?"
"We made the poor fool cry."
"So let's start over, shall we?"

Unexpectedly, on the twins' call, the crowd retreated out of the room again. Ron, Hermione and I remained standing there, bewildered and confused. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Um, come in?" I said curiously.

Then just like before, the whole crowd of Gryffindors dashed in with bright and cheery smiles on their faces, once again going "cheer up, Harry" and "it's okay, Harry". I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of this. Wow, this is the extent my housemates would go to in order to make me feel better. Hell, I'm a lucky boy. "Shit!" Neville cried. "We forgot to take the scrapbook in with us!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….." Came the groans of the Gryffindors. "Come on, let's do it ALL over again, and give us the book Harry. You have no recollection whatsoever of this book alright?" George instructed.

"I don't?"
"Yes, you don't. Once we walk out of this room, you will remember nothing of this book until we present it to you again."
"Haha it's okay, you guys don't have to do this just for me…"
"Shut up, Harry! Just let us do our thing, we've been preparing this!"
"Fine fine!"

I lifted my hands in exasperation, laughing along with Hermione and Ron as we watched the crowd of red disappear once more, anticipating the next knock on the door. Ah, what would I do without these guys…

~*~*~*MEANWHILE~*~*~*

"W-Where am I?"
"You're safe, Draco."

Draco's barely opened eyes scanned the room around him. Yup, he was in the infirmary, and Snape was at his bedside. Draco struggled to get up, but felt a searing pain in his stomach and laid back down immediately. "What happened to me…?"

Snape sighed, "Tell me, Draco. Do you remember anything?"

Draco winced as he placed his hands over a painful area on his stomach. Staring at the pale colored ceiling, he began thinking…or at least it looked as if he was trying to. After a few seconds, he shook his head weakly, no. The potions master didn't know what to feel at the moment. A part of him was glad he was back to normal, but the other part wanted Draco to remember the recent happy times. It would have been a good way to recreate your broken childhood, Draco…

"So what happened to me?" Draco tried to ask again. Snape shrugged and tried to return to his cold self, "You're in the infirmary. People don't just go to the infirmary for fun, you were obviously hurt."

"By who? And who brought me here?"

There was an eerie silence as Snape stared long and hard at his favorite student. He decided to stand up and leave, without answering Draco's question.

"You just underwent a major operation, Mr. Malfoy. I suggest you get some rest and don't aggravate your injured stomach."

With that, the door closed, and Draco was all alone in the infirmary once more. He sighed, not liking the fact that he was being ignored. He didn't like being alone. He didn't like not having some form of attention, especially when he was confused like hell. After a final glance at the door in hope that someone else would enter, the Malfoy heir fell back into a disturbed slumber. Just as he did, a small tear trickled down his cheek.

Author's Note: Oh yeahhhh checkk out this pic if you miss Harry and little Draco ^^
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