Harry didn't know how long he was asleep, but all he knew was there was movement and voices. There was more than one voice, so it made it hard for him to place them One, for sure was Ron, another was Hermione, and one(he was pretty sure) was Dumbledore. He strained himself to pick up the other voices. He thought he heard Professor McGonagall, and another one...but who was it? He realized who it was, Draco. He tried to pretend he was still asleep while he listened to what they were saying.
"And then I looked over, and there he was! Hanging from the tower with one hand. I reached down for him to give me his hand, and I pulled him up-" It was Draco. Harry opened his eyes, realizing he still had his glasses on, oddly enough. He sat up, he was laying on a couch in the Gryffindor Common Room. Everyone stared at him. Ron and Hermione were as white as snow, and Draco, looking flushed. Dumbledore was smiling, and McGonagall looked relieved.
"Harry, you seem to have had an...er...interesting night. Do you have enough strength to tell us about it?" McGonagall said to him. She didn't sound mean, but you could tell she wanted Harry to tell them about his ordeal. He nodded.
"Well, I suppose it all started when I was still in the Hospital wing. I was reading the cards with Ron and Hermione when I picked up one from Draco...-" he explained from there all the way to when he came back and blacked out in Ron's arms. They were a good audience. Gasping when it was necessary, and Hermione shrieked when he fell out the window. Harry stared at Dumbledore nervously. Dumbledore smiled with his famous eye twinkle.
"Well Harry, it seems you have done what was necessary, and you deserve a good night's sleep. Mr. Malfoy, you may go back to Slytherin Common Room. I want to see Harry and you in my office, tomorrow at 1:00. Good night." With that, he and Professor McGonagall exited. Draco stood up from his chair, and walked to the door. Harry went after him.
"Er...Draco?" Harry asked, feeling quite odd for calling him 'Draco' and not 'Malfoy'. He turned.
"Yes...Harry?" He too, felt odd calling him by his first name. His eyes didn't seem as grey as usual, they seemed almost a dark navy blue.
"I want to thank you again. That's the second time I've almost died, and both times I was lucky enough to have a friend to save me. We are friends now, aren't we?" he seemed truly embarrassed. For five years, they were more than enemies, they were arch rivals. And now, he was calling Draco a friend. It all seemed to daze to him. Draco stared deeply into Harry's eyes, second by second his own were turning bluer. He was searching for even a slight hint of mockness, or a sign of him joking. And yet, all he could find was, kindness, wariness, hope, and fear.
To Harry's shock, Draco smiled. A kind, friendly smile. Not a sneer. "Yes Harry, we are friends now." his heart lighter, he walked through the portrait, glad he at last had a friend.
Harry smiled, glad he too, had made a friend. It was hard, but it worked. Ron, oddly enough smiled too, glad there was a forth member of 'The Dream Team.' He had pounced on Draco when he entered the common room. He had still believed that Draco was the one who hurt Harry. When he explained what had happened, he apologized, and thanked him numerous times for saving his best friend.
Hermione, breaking up the thoughts, ran across the room into Harry's arms. "Oh Harry! I'm so, so sorry! When I saw you faint, I thought you were attacked! I was so worried about you! Don't do that to me!" She hugged him for a long time, and to her relief, Harry hugged her back. Not as passionately as her, for he was very tired, be he tried. They looked deep into each other's eyes before closing the gap between their lips, kissing for a long while.
Ron tried not to watch, but he couldn't help it. He smiled, watching Harry kiss Hermione with their eyes closed. He was glad someone could take his mind off his pain, for he could tell by the look in Harry's eyes when he walked through the portrait, that he was in a great deal of pain.
They broke the kiss, unwillingly, and looked into each other's eyes again. Harry moved a lock of hair from Hermione's forehead, his hand brushing her cheek. They embraced again, and said good-night. Hermione planted another peck on his cheek, and walked to her room. Harry stood there, looking at where Hermione just stood. Ron walked over to him, and draped an arm around his love-struck friend.
"Come on, mate. You need to sleep." Harry nodded and they walked up to the dorm together.
A/N: Awww......how cute, 'ay? I'm trying to do my best at this H/Hr thing. I'm more of a H/G & R/Hr but I got a review saying they'd like it H/Hr so I tried it. I think it's going pretty well. I want to say thank you to Gir for helping me with some of these chapters. GO READ HER STORY EVERYONE! If you think mine's good, you'll love hers. Now....R/R!!!!!!!!!