When Harry finally woke with a moan he heard someone call to him. He heard Draco call to him.

"Harry, Harry are you okay?"

The raven-haired boy moaned in the pain he was experiencing on his neck.

"Harry I'm sorry. I should have kept my mouth shut. I'm so sorry Harry. Are you okay?"

Harry looked up at the blonde and the first thing he noticed was that the blondes cheeks were covered with tear tracks and his wrists were bleeding from the obvious struggle he had put on to stop Percy from his insane rampage on Harry's neck.

"Yeah, despite the sharp daggers of pain I'm fine." Croaked Harry.

"I'm so sorry Harry. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay. You didn't eat my throat." Said Harry trying to make his love feel better.

Before anyone could say anything else the door slammed open again and the red head rushed in holding a wet cloth.

"Oh, Harry I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I'm so sorry, I was just so angry. Harry don't hate me. Please don't hate me."

Harry didn't say anything in response. He didn't know what to say. Could he hate Percy for this? Was he truly genuinely sorry for what he had done to Harry?

"Harry, please look at me. Please tell me you forgive me."

Harry let out a sigh. This is why he was put in Griffindor, the all noble house. "There's nothing to forgive you for Percy."

The red head smiled and the blonde's jaw dropped but he didn't dare say anything in the presence of the maniac.

Percy lightly tilted Harry's head a bit to get to the wound. "Harry, this is going to sting but it'll be okay in a bit."

Harry turned his head a bit more and shut his eyes at the amount of pain the contact put on his neck.

When Percy was done Harry turned back to find that Draco had turned his head the other way to not look at Percy or Harry.

The red head quickly picked up the blood soaked cloth, gave Harry a peck on the cheek and left the room abruptly.

The two boys were in silence for a while until Draco broke it, "Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why did you forgive him?"

"Do you think he would have taken no for an answer Draco? If I said no don't you think he would have done something similar to you just to make me cave?"

Draco looked away before answering, "I would have deserved it." He said slightly above a whisper.

"No. Look, whatever he wants I'll give it to him. I'm not letting anything happen to you. You shouldn't even be here. He's got something against me. Not you."

"Harry, he's angry at me. He loves you. This is nothing against you. This is a fight against me. You didn't deserve /that/."

"Look, whatever. He's not here now. I just want to tell you that whatever happens I love you okay Draco?"

The blonde smiled, "I love you too Harry. Don't forget that."

"I never will. As long as my heart continues to beat I know you will forever love me."

"And when it doesn't?"

"It wont stop because this kind of beating isn't in the chest. It's in the heart."

The blonde smiled. These were the exact words they spoke to one another after they made love for the first time. They were never spoken again, until now.

The door opened again and the red head re-entered the room all freshened up. Percy looked at Harry, only Harry. It was as if Draco didn't even exist.

The red head walked up to Harry pressing his fully clothed body against the half naked one. "Harry, you know we can be together. We don't need him to be here. If you agree to stay with me I'll let him go."