Harry's condition had neither improved or worsened over the two weeks he had been in the Hogwart's infirmary. He had had numerous visitors all bringing cards and asking how Draco was. He always answered with 'I'm fine' but inside his heart was breaking in two.
Three days ago he had discovered that he and Harry were soul mates, the reason he knew this was because he was impregnated with their child.
He wanted Harry to be alive and well so that they could go through the pregnancy together, he wanted his lover to be there at the birth of their child.
He sat there holding Harry's hand, it was cold and pale like the rest of him, Draco loathed to see the one person he care about lie there, helpless and barely alive.
He often talked to him though he knew he wouldn't receive an answer, the longer he was in the coma the less likely it became he would ever wake up. Draco prayed to Merlin every morning that he woke that that would be the day Harry woke.
However it never was.
On this particular day Draco had lain himself down on the bed next to Harry and embraced his cold body. While he lay there he cried, he couldn't bare it any longer he had to do what Harry had wanted him to do and move on. Not to find love again, he could never do that but make a home for him and the baby until Harry recovered.
He didn't want to stray far from Hogwart's...in fact he didn't really want to leave. This was the one place he could call home, Malfoy Manor had to many bad memories for him to EVER go back there.
He asked Dumbledore if he could have a teaching post and as Dumbledore was having trouble finding a new DADA teacher he agreed, however he knew all the reasons why Draco wanted to stay.
That man knows way to much for his own good sometimes.
Dumbledore showed Draco to his new room and said that there was an extra room for the baby added on to his room.
Draco thanked him, he wasn't in the mood for lengthy conversations unless it involved Harry waking up. He had made Madame Pomfrey promise that if there was any change in Harry that she would call him at once.
All he could do was sit and wait, he was to tired to get started on the baby's room but he was to tired to actually sleep. He decided to lay down for a while. His mind ran over all the good times he and Harry had shared together and the ones in the future with their child...but Harry wasn't present.