And here it ends, two weeks of writing and this is what you get.  Does it end?  Of course not, I have an Easter story to write yet!  But the question is, did you enjoy it?  Remember to review!

If I could be anything,

I would be your tears,

To be born in your eyes,

To live on your cheeks,

To die on your lips…

Part five…

Sirius Black looked a lot better then he had since Harry had first met him in his third year, three years ago.  Though he had been cleared of the charges against him some time ago, Sirius had been forbidden from entering the school, as some shortsighted parents still believed him to be an agent of Lord Voldemort.  He still came to Harry however, in his Animagi form of a large black dog, as often as he could and whenever Harry was sad.

His hair was a charcoal black that went to his elbows in fine strands.  His eyes were likewise dark, but a deep blue in comparison to his godson's bright green.  His skin was dark and weathered while his figure was lean and muscular.  Sirius held the young man his arms until the crying eased.  When he stopped he lifted the glasses from his face, wiping the tears away for the distort Harry.

"My dear boy," Sirius whispered softly, looking down at him, "what has happened?"

And Harry told him, the words pouring from his lips as easy as the sobs had.  Sirius listened but didn't interrupt, his face unreadable.  Only when Harry had finished, fresh tears sliding down his face, did Sirius reach out again, touching the same cheek as he rid the boy of the staining tears.

"Did you know," Sirius whispered softly, "that before your father actually met your mother he was seeing someone else?"  Harry shook his head, sniffing softly.  "And that they had thought themselves in love as you do?"  Another shake.  "Did you know that someone was me?"

It still came as a shock even though Harry had been expecting it.  The look in Sirius's eyes was grave as he searched Harry's for some sign of anger or hurt at his confession.  Instead Harry asked, "What happened?"

"James met your mother," Sirius murmured with an ironic smile.  "O she was in Gryffindor, but we came back one summer and it was as James had only just seen her.  I could see the change in him immediately, and I didn't try to kid myself.  I saw it in her eyes too.  So I stepped back, we parted as friends and he and Lily began to go out.  It hurt Harry, it does a lot, but-"

"This isn't like this," Harry blurted suddenly.  "It's not like he's fallen in love with someone else.  He thinks he's helping me by going away, by living with the fact that Ron can't stand him because he's here with me.  That's not right Sirius, I love him so much."  Harry closed his eyes, remembering everything he loved about Draco and missing it dearly.  "I'll die without him, Sirius.  I can't live another moment with this pain."

Sirius suddenly grinned and gave Harry a quick hug.  "That's just what I wanted to hear.  Lets go and fight for him shall we?"

"Hey Ron?"  That was Neville's tired voice as he ran into the Gryffindor common room.  "Harry wants to see you."

Half a dozen heads lifted at the mention of Harry's name.  He'd been missing all afternoon and a few people had been worried at his disappearance.  Now the worries were laid to rest as Neville crossed the room to Ron.

Ron to looked up.  "Where is he?"  Neville spoke quietly so that no one else heard, and Ron sighed.  "Fine, I'll go, but if I don't get my Potions homework in on time it's his fault not mine."  Ron stood and packed up his things, putting them in the dorm room before leaving to find Harry…

Draco was sitting outside in the snow, staring at the sky when he felt a cold noes press against his neck.  It could have been Pouncer's if he hadn't known the kitten would be sleeping by the fire in the Slytherin Common room.  Also the noes was much too big to be Pouncer's.

Draco turned with a start, the depressing thoughts leaving his mind instantly as he looked up at the huge dog which stared down at him.  It blinked at him.

"What are you doing here Puppy?"  Draco murmured weakly, as it wasn't a puppy, but he was at a loss of what else to call it.  "You shouldn't be here."

He stood up and the dog nuzzled his hand for a moment before walking off into towards the school.  When Draco didn't follow immediately, the dog walked back, repeated the nuzzle and wandered off again.  It wants me to follow, Draco thought with an inward sigh.  He wasn't about to deny the creature that could probably eat him for breakfast that simple request and set out to follow it…

The dog led him to a room that Draco hadn't been to before.  It opened the door for him with one paw and Draco took the hint, entering the dim room.  It was a bedroom, a little dusty, but still serviceable.  And a door on the opposite side of the room opened at the same moment as he opened his.  And Ron came through.

The red head growled at the sight of Draco, Draco sighed, he didn't want to deal with this today, it was Valentines Day.  It didn't matter anyway, as Ron started to walk out the door he had entered anyway.

"Ron wait."

Draco realised he hadn't noticed the third person in the room till he spoke.  Draco cursed himself as the voice still sent a shiver up his spine.  Harry looked tired as he slipped his legs over the bed, staying seated as the black dog slipped beside him.

Ron turned towards Harry, "look, I thought it was all over between you and him, not that I care-"

"It is over," Draco looked sadly at Harry, "please Harry, don't do this."

 "There, straight from the horse's mouth."  Ron said tersely, "lets get back Harry-"

A growl made Ron stop as the dog then barked at him.  A few moments more and the dog became a human.  Draco recognised him as Sirius Black and opened his mouth to warn Harry away from him.  But the black haired man was looking at Ron.

"You'll be staying right where you are Ron Weasley, I do believe we have some things to discuss."

"It's alright Draco," Harry said almost soothingly, "Sirius is my godfather, he wouldn't do anything to hurt us."  Draco nodded, believing Harry as he always did.

Ron crossed his arms over his chest.  "Like what?  There's nothing to discuss."  Ron looked at Draco as if he wanted to be anywhere but in the room with him, "it's over between them."

"Only because Draco doesn't want you to get in the way of yours and Harry's friendship.  Why do you hate him so much?"

"He's a bastard," Ron said frankly, not quite caring that Draco was in the room, "he's done his best to make our school years a misery.  He's been nothing but a horrid prick since we arrived.  He's arrogant and selfish, and so stuck up.  So proud of his wizard family blood.  He got us in trouble so many times I cannot even begin to count.  He called Hermione a Mudblood."  Here Draco cringed slightly, remembering those things he often said.  "Always hiding behind his father-"

"Leave him out of this," Draco said suddenly and a little coolly.  Ron went to say something but Draco continued.  "Didn't you wonder why I didn't go home for Christmas, like I have every other year?  He kicked me out Ron and if I hadn't come here, I would be dead now."  The words hung in the air.  "Those who say no to Voldermort don't live for long without protection."

"Ron," came Harry's soft voice.  "I love him, even with his strange ideas that all my friends should except him."  Harry smiled at Draco and it took all Draco's power not to take the young man into his arms and kiss the living daylights out of him.  "He has no friends like you and Hermione, so he thinks they should be the most important thing in the world to me.  And you are one of them.  But he is too."  Harry took a deep breath, steading his erratic breathing.  "I love him too much just to let him out of my life like that Ron.  I don't want you to be best friends, but couldn't you at least try."

Ron didn't look like he wanted to do anything such thing.

"I'm all he has Ron," Harry said softly.  "If you have a fight with Hermione you can come to me or go to your family.  Draco's all alone."

That seemed to get at Ron and the redhead looked at Draco.  Really looked, and for the first time in his life at Hogwarts he didn't see the arrogant Malfoy he had come to expect.  He saw a tired, lonely boy looking longingly at his best friend.  Ron sighed.

"This doesn't mean I like you," Ron said grumpily, causing Draco to look at him in surprise.  "And I'm not doing this for you, it's for Harry.  I can't stand him looking like a kicked puppy anymore."

If Draco had thought he could have gotten away with it without serious damage, he would have hugged Ron.  As it was he settled for taking Ron's hand firmly in his own.  "Does this mean I can call you Ronnie?"

"Not if you want to keep all your teeth," Ron told him icily.  "And I'm sorry for hitting you.  Well, not quite, I've been wanting to do that for a few years now.  But I will thank you for saving my hide."

"You're welcome, I think," Draco answered, letting go of his hand.  He looked to Sirius, inclining his head in thanks.  Sirius smiled.  He then looked to Harry.  There were tears in the raven-haired boys eyes but he was smiling.

"I thought for a while there that I'd lost you to your good self.  Slightly delusional, but good."

"So did I," Draco whispered in return, "sometimes I'm so incredibly stupid-"

His words were cut off as suddenly Harry threw himself at the blonde, sobbing softly.  Draco wrapped his arms tightly around the other boy, letting him cry into his robes as he rocked him gently back and forth.  He realised how close he'd come to losing the one thing remaining in his life and he too let the tears slip from his eyes.

"Don't you ever leave me again!"  Harry told him fiercely, kissing the blonde suddenly and hungrily.  Draco could feel the desperation in the kiss, and the passion surge through their locked lips.

They pulled back slightly and Draco smiled.  To Harry it was like the sun finally coming out on a rather dismal day.  "As if I ever would, I've missed you so much, and we were only parted for one day."  Harry giggled softly before Draco's lips attacked his again.

Ron gave a slightly disgusted snort whilst trying not to smile.  He and Sirius left the room.  "Getting a little too mushy for you too was it?"

Sirius nodded quietly.  "It hit a little to close to home as well," Sirius whispered.  He looked at Ron who had a confused look on his face and shook his head, smiling.  "Nothing for you to be worried about youngling.  You'd best get back, Hermione will worry."

Ron nodded, sighing.  "Thanks for your help."

Sirius shrugged, "I didn't do much, I just made sure you'd stay in one place long enough to work it out before Harry did something silly.  He does love Draco a lot."

"I know, I guess it took me a little while to see it.  He would have done something if you hadn't been here, wouldn't he?"

"More then likely, I'm glad you saw where you went wrong, a lesser wizard wouldn't have.  And next time you want to go into that room, I'd knock first if I were you.  Now go, I have to get home, I have a bed with my name on it."  And then Sirius returned to his dog shape and was gone off down the hallway.

Ron made his own way back to the homeroom where Hermione pounced on him as soon as he entered.

"Where have you been?  I've been worried sick!"  Hermione got a sound kiss as her answer and nothing more…

Harry lay comfortably in Draco's arms as they lay together in the bed.  He'd have to remember where this place was, it was just nice to lie here in Draco's arms, snuggling the blonde without fear of being found.  He laid one hand over his heart and looked into Draco's content blue eyes.  "Happy Valentines Love," he whispered softly.

Draco smiled, took the hand on his heart and kissed each finger.  "And Happy Valentines to you too my Prince.  May we have many more together."  Harry smiled and moved slightly, kissing Draco's lips one last time before the two boys slipped into a much earned sleep…