A/N: You know I'm really getting into the one-shot stories, a lot of them are really good. I've already written two, I really like them. Maybe you should check them out. Well here's the next chapter. Sorry for the long update! Oh and just to let you know. This chapter is PURE FLUFF! Heehee.
Chapter 8During Harry's outburst he had fallen asleep in Draco's warm embrace. Draco carried him over to the bed and laid him down gently, not wanting to wake him. He didn't know what to do. Harry didn't want to tell anyone, but yet he felt he had to tell someone. Maybe Hermione, or even the police, but how would they find the men? He highly doubted the men gave their names to Harry, he might of possible gotten how they look but it wouldn't be of much help. What was he going to do! Draco sighed, defeated, and went to watch some TV.
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He shot up from the bed, a sheet of sweat covering his body. He had, had yet another dreadful nightmare. He took in his surroundings and sighed, he took slow ragged breaths to try to calm himself. It was only a dream he told himself. He remembered what had happened earlier and a wave of guilt rushed over him. He shouldn't have yelled at Draco like that, he was only trying to help. He decided to apologize and swung his legs over the side of the bed to go and find him. He quietly walked to the living room and whispered a quiet "Draco?" He spotted him lying on the couch with the TV on. As quiet as a mouse he tip-toed over to Draco's unconscious body.
Looking down on his sleeping body he realized how peaceful he looked. His light blond fringe hung over his closed eyes, he had a faint tinge of pink splayed across his cheeks, and his lips curved upwards into a natural smile. There was only one word for it…beautiful. He sat down unto his knees beside the couch and gently caressed his soft cheeks.
"Draco?" he whispered softly. Draco's lids slowly opened to reveal the silver iris' behind and he smiled. Not his normal Malfoy smirk but a smile that reached his eyes and lit up his face.
"Hey." He said. "Feeling any better?" Harry shook his head and laid his leaned against the arm of the sofa. "What's wrong?" asked Draco. Harry cast down his eyes as the silent tears came forth.
"Draco…will you hold me?" asked Harry, sounding as though he was a ashamed child.
"Yes." Draco opened up his arms and Harry gratefully climbed beneath the blanket and against Draco's warm body so that he was facing the TV. Draco pulled an arm around Harry's muscle toned stomach to pull him closer and began to soothingly run his fingers through his hair as Harry's tears streamed down his face. "Harry, it's going to be ok, everything is going to be alright" Draco continued the comforting words against the his neck until Harry drooped off into a deep sleep…
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"Harry, you really need to get out of the house" It was the day after Harry's outburst, which was a Saturday which meant the whole weekend to themselves. "You haven't been out for over a week" Harry stepped out from his confines of the bedroom to see Draco writing Snape's latest potion essay at the dining room table.
"What if I don't want to?" said Harry as he took a seat across Draco.
"Then I'll have to drag you out. Now what do you want to do?"
"Draco I'm scared" whispered Harry. Draco looked up at Harry, took both his hands in his own, and gave him a comforting look.
"Harry, it will be ok. I'll be with you. I swear on my own life that I won't let anything harm you"
"Ok Draco."
"Go get ready."
"Where are we going?" asked Harry suspiciously.
"It's a surprise."
"I don't know Draco" he said warily.
"Just go" Harry rose from the table and started to get ready.
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"Draco! Where are we going?" asked Harry from behind a blindfold in the passenger side of the car. Harry wasn't really scared, he was just curious. He trusted Draco, which was really saying something considering that just a few weeks back they're were deadly enemies who wanted nothing to do with each other.
"You'll see"
Harry whimpered and slouched back in his chair. Several minutes later Harry felt Draco's long fingers grip his arm and lead him somewhere unknown.
"Oh watch that rock there" said Draco.
Harry carefully stepped over the rock as instructed and continued. Harry heard the twittering of the birds and a cool breeze rush over his body.
"Ok, were here" whispered Draco against the nape of Harry's neck causing shivers to run down his spine. Draco carefully removed the blind fold and Harry's jaw dropped at the sight in front of him. How could he know? He rushed forward to finger the long brushes and touch the rough canvas, he goggled at the array of colorful paints set before him.
"Oh my gods Draco, how did you know?"
"Know what?"
"Know that I love to paint?"
"I don't know, picked up hints here and there. I'm very observant if you haven't noticed." Harry took in the rest of his surroundings. There was a red blanket set out with a basket with what seemed to be filled with food, a champagne bottle sat beside it. He gazed around him and realized they were in the middle of clearing in the forest. Nothing surrounded them but blissful nature. His eyes drifted to the left of the easel where he spotted a black case that looked the shape of a small guitar.
"Draco, what is that?" Draco followed Harry's fingers to the case lying a few feet away.
"Ah, that" Draco strode over to the case and opened it to reveal a mahogany colored violin. "That is my violin." Draco lovingly gazed at it before setting it down to retrieve his bow. How many more surprises is he going to have for me today? thought Harry. Harry sat down beside the blond who was preparing to play. Draco set the music up beside the basket of food and set the bow across the strings. He paused a few seconds before pushing forward the bow to begin the slow mournful melody.
Harry was entranced by his movements. It was the most amazing thing he had ever seen. His intense look of concentration, the way his muscles moved beneath his shirt, and the way he gracefully flicked his fingers across the strings. He looked simply elegant and the music…oh the music was so beautiful. It had so many emotions running through it and the way it seemed to put Harry's feelings right in the notes. It seemed to weave in and out of his heart and soul, it was breath taking. Harry gasped as Draco struck the last chords of the song.
"Draco…I'm…I'm lost for words." Draco simply smiled and then set down his violin.
"I want to see what you can do" Harry nodded understandingly and walked over to the easel where the paints, brushes, and canvas sat. he picked up the brush and was about to start when he thought of something.
"Hey Draco? Do you think you can play while I paint?" Draco nodded and began to play again as Harry picked up his paints and began painting a wonderful scene.
Harry's love for art had started some time ago. Dudley had gotten a paint set for his birthday one year and never used it. So when Aunt Petunia told him to throw it out he took it up to his room instead and fell in love with it. He loved the way his own hands created such masterpieces. He loved the feeling that he was actually good at something. He stroked and brushed to the timing of Draco's music, moving as one, moving together to create two art pieces but when put together created a magnificent masterpiece. Harry sighed when he finished and set down the now colorful brushes and gazed at his piece of work.
"Draco I'm done" Draco came up behind him and his breath caught in his throat. It was the most beautiful and stunning thing he had ever seen. The colors intertwined and cradled each other. The scene was of a couple, a blond boy and a raven haired boy who were cuddling each other and holding each other on a blanket in the middle of a clearing. The sun was setting, casting shadows across the ground with pinks and oranges all melting into each other in the sky above. The first stars were coming out and twinkling brightly at them. It was an amazing sight.
"Harry" exhaled Draco against Harry's neck. "It's beautiful". Harry smirked
"Glad you think so….now I'm hungry can we eat?"
"Great way to ruin the moment you dolt" laughed Draco. "but yeah come on." Draco put his hand on the small of Harry's back and led him over to the blanket.
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Harry sighed, content for the moment as his head laid against Draco's stomach. The sun had set and the stars were starting to come out and twinkle at them.
"Draco?" asked Harry
"Hmm?" he answered lazily
"What do the stars mean to you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well I mean, what do they represent?"
"Oh…well when I was younger my Mother told me a story. She said when you died you became a star to watch over who you left behind…like a guardian angel."
Harry smiled. "I like that"
A/N: Well what did you think? I know, I know, lots and lots of fluff! Sorry it took so long to update. I've just been really busy with school and my violin and such. But this chapter is definitely my favorite so far! Please review, it will make me so happy.