Tomorrow Author's Note: Okay, there's Ch 5, hope it wasn't to long a wait. I was out of town for a few days and then I had a bunch of schoolwork. Sorry about the delay. Hope to get Ch 6 out soon. Once again, thoughts are in italics. To everyone I would love you forever and ever and ever if you would just send me a wittle itty bitty review. And I would love you even longer if it wasn't so itty bitty. Now, really, is that so hard? Also, Kudos to those who DID take the time to review. A special Kudos to Abbey for the Draco quote. Sorry I stole it but I thought it fit in perfectly! Thanx a bunch!

Chapter V: Tomorrow
"Think about all the tomorrows of your life"--Walter Dean Myers, Monster

When Harry awoke, he was surprised to see both Malfoy and Sirius sitting by his bedside. Sirius was dozing off slightly and Harry decided to let him sleep a while, as he looked tired. Malfoy though, was wide- awake and watching his every move with weary eyes. He was slumped over in the chair. To Harry it looked as if he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. Then again, maybe he does Harry thought to himself. He found himself feeling sorry for Malfoy, who looked utterly miserable at the moment. Sighing, Harry decided to get the inevitable over with. Malfoy, whether he liked it or not, had saved his life. He cleared his voice to get the other boy's attention.
"I just…wanted to thank you for helping me out there. You saved my life." Harry sounded horrible, but to Draco Malfoy, those words were the sweetest he had ever heard come out of Harry's mouth to date and he savored the moment.
Giving the slightly smaller boy a smirk that didn't quite reach his eyes or hide his exhaustion, Malfoy replied, "I accept your spontaneous expression of gratitude with humility and smugness."
Harry glared at him, but he could see the insecurity hovering just beneath the surface of the other boy's face. This surprised him. Malfoy had always seemed very sure of himself, no matter the situation. His coolness was something Harry had disliked, but he strangely found himself respecting it. He also found himself really seeing Draco Malfoy for the first time. Before, when he had looked at his antagonist, he had only felt strong dislike and disgust. Now for the first time he looked beyond all that. His feathery silver blond hair was mussed and unordered. His grey eyes penetrated Harry's green ones, making Harry feel as if Draco could see straight to his soul. His delicate features gave him a feminine look, but not in an unpleasant way. In fact, Harry thought to himself, he looks rather handsome.
Where the hell had that come from? It wasn't the shock of admiring a boy sexually, he had know for a little over a year he was gay, and had come to terms with it a long time ago. It was the fact that it was Malfoy he was admiring. As his thoughts turned back to the other boy, he groaned. He felt himself becoming slightly excited. Stop, he told himself, this is not the time to be thinking of things like this. I know, I'll think about it tomorrow, tomorrow my mind will be clearer. Little did Harry know the only things that would become clearer involving Draco was the attraction he had towards the other boy.

To Be Continued