Crossover

A/N: Hmm… I don't know where should I start because this is the first fic I will write after such a horrible week full of exam. I don't know how can this idea came through my brain and disturb me during those exams. But well, I found this is quite interesting to be processed. So, I hope you can enjoy this. My English is very bad… hopefully it's still acceptable. ^_^ after you read this, please tell me what do you think about it, ok!

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Chapter 1

I'm not saving you

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Harry felt warmth beneath his chest and that called his consciousness back for a moment. He opened his green emerald eyes and found he was carried on the blonde guy's back. The blonde is walking step by step among the thick layer of snow beneath his rubber sole shoes while the cold wind carrying another snow blew against his face. Still cannot belief of what he saw, Harry called the blonde's name faintly, as loud as his weak brain could command. "Malfoy?"

"Oh, you are awake." The blonde sounded a bit surprised. He stopped his step for a moment and turned his head to Harry. "How are you feeling?" He asked slowly. From his trembling voice you can tell he was out of cold.

"Dizzy." That was Harry's first answer followed with a frown. "Where are we?" He asked.

Draco turned back to his front and started to walk again. "You'd better not ask." The strong wind seems like blinding their sight, but Draco is insisting to keep moving further.

"Are you…" Harry stopped for a second then continued in whisper on Draco's right ear, "saving me?" The question came just right after Harry could recall his memories about where he should be right before he fainted, the Greeksham's Hill, the Malfoy's villa somewhere on the slope of snowy mountain.

Draco didn't answer. He even didn't give any sign as he heard what Harry asked. He just kept continuing his steps, which seems to be harder and harder to move further.

Harry didn't ask anymore. He realized it would give the same outcome. So, he laid his head hopelessly on Draco's right shoulder and breath separately. After a long silence, came Draco's voice again.

"Are you out of cold?" Draco asked, a little bit apprehensive this time.

"Nnn…" That was Harry's only answer.

"Hang on, I guess there's an inn not far from here. We'll stay there tonight." Draco explained abruptly then accelerating his steps. His breaths have been stabbing his lungs and gave him a difficulty to fill his lungs with required oxygen. But when he remembers about the boy who collapsed on his back that needs a safety, which is in his clutch, he just continued his steps. Even though he never knows what really he can do.

"There…" Harry said weakly, pointing towards the white color of the snow. "I saw a light."

"Yes, I see it." Draco responded quickly. "Just hang on, ok!" He ordered as Harry felt his steps are getting quicker and quicker.

Harry closed his eyes again, feeling like for a blink upon his dried eyes. But when he opened his eyes again, they both are in a warm, small wooden room with a fireplace in front of a soft-looking-double bed.

Draco put Harry slowly on the bed and took off all of his clothes away, leaving Harry's skin all naked and free from the wet fabric he wore before. Harry himself didn't do anything in protest instead gave in to Draco's hands that gently pushed him to laid on the bed and then covered his body with a thick soft blanket available. "There, warm enough?" Draco asked, kneeling down beside the bed and stared deeply through Harry eyes.

"Yes." Harry could manage to say that.

Draco smiled then stood up again. This time he walked somewhere out and vanished behind a wooden door, leaving Harry with his own mind and his eyes exploring the ceiling. The memories in the Greeksham's Hill slowly drifting back in his mind, forcing Harry to closed his eyes and hoping the flashes of scene for not to appears in front of his eyes. But the fears he felt as all of those Death Eaters came near him and the burning pain he felt on his scar somehow stay still and felt so real. And then the pain he felt right before he lost his awareness when Lucius Malfoy's wand pointed at him and shot a green light directly to his chest overcome to him again. And Harry could do nothing except only deathly gripping the blanket on his clutches.

"Harry!!!" Draco called loudly and suddenly, giving a great surprise for Harry to open his eyes and looked towards the blonde who had changed his wet robes with a sleeping robe available in the room cabinet. He walked out from the bathroom with a basin of hot water and small towel in it, put it on the bedside desk beside Harry's head. "Are you ok?"

"You are the one who brought me there." Harry said weakly. Draco sat on the edge of the bed and took the wet towel from the basin, squeezed it and then put it on Harry's forehead. "But why are you saving me?"

"I'm not saving you." Draco answered. He caressed Harry's cheek down to his neck with the warm towel and it gave Harry and shiver to feel the contrast with the chill air around him. "I'm just saving my heart from being a cruel and cold blooded person. Addition, I'm only following what my heart wants." Draco pulled the blanket down to Harry's chest and caressed the cold skin with the warm towel. "How do you feel?"

"Warm." Harry answered slowly. He stared Draco's icy gray eyes, which are somehow felt so comforting warm. "Draco…" He called, turning Draco's attention to Harry's green eyes. "Thank you."

That gave Draco a sudden blush but then he answered coolly. "I told you, I'm not saving you."

"Yes." Harry responded. "Not directly."

"Go to sleep." Draco said while pulling up the blanket over Harry's shoulder again. "Don't think about anything. We still have to continue our journey tomorrow."

"Where are we going?" Harry asked, almost closing his eyes.

"A place where you will be totally safe." Draco said slowly. "Hogwarts." With that Harry lost his awareness.

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Harry heard some voices of birds tweeting through his brain, breaking the layer of his unconsciousness and forced him to open his eyes. The sudden light he saw gave him a headache, but after that he saw something unexpected.

"Harry!" Hermione called. The brown haired girl seems to be really relieved and happy to see Harry's eyes again. "I'm glad you are back with us."

"…Mione." That was Harry's only respond.

"Yes, it's me Harry." Hermione said, smiling. "And Ron too, but I guess he is resting in the dorm right now. He had been waiting for you to wake up." Harry didn't respond directly. From his face you can tell he's completely confused.

"Ma…Malfoy?" Harry asked.

"He is in the dungeon. You don't need to be worried. He had convinced about what he had done to you." Hermione quickly explained. "Harry, we all won't force you to remember what happened to you this soon. I know this is very hard for you. But please prepare yourself until the day, because we surely will ask you what truly happened."

"He… Malfoy is…"

"Don't worry, he won't come near you anymore. You are safe. Now just take a good rest, ok." Hermione said, smiling and stood from her seat, leaving Harry alone in his great surprise. Harry couldn't manage to say anything.

He was shocked and confused about how can Draco been jailed if he had saved him this far from the Greeksham's Hill to Hogwarts and after he betrayed all of his family. There must be a misunderstanding. Harry tried to call Hermione again but then swallowed it back. For his known, she had been too far for his weak voice. His little mind quickly whirled to think about other better thing to do.

Harry's hand reached down the pocket of his robe and pulled out his wand. He didn't waste any more time by lying down again instead he fought with his best effort to rose from the bed and tiptoeing from the Hospital Wing entrance. He needs his Marauders Map.

TBC

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A/N: Hello minna!!! So, what do you think? I don't know it for sure… I need your comment. So please, review me… Arigatou!!! ^^V