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Ch.2: Protected

It was late when Harry and Draco retired up to their room which had two four poster beds with their house colors on the bed spreads. There were also two banners above the beds, Draco's bed had the Slytherin flag above it and Harry's with the Gryffindor.

There was a door at the far end of the large dorm room that led to the restrooms which had two sinks, a shower, and a large tub that was about the size of the one in the Prefect's bathrooms. Harry gazed out the window beside his bed letting his mind wonder when he turned his head to find Draco stripping out of his school uniform and into a black silk quarter sleeve button down shirt with matching boxers. He was taking off his underwear he had worn that day when Harry turned his head to come face to face with the sight.

"Do you think you could go in the restroom for that?" Asked Harry as Draco let his boxers fall to the floor making Harry blush furiously. "Why should it bother you? You change in front of your teammates in the locker room, don't you? And besides, your gay to boot; are you not?." "Yes, but, I..." Harry was getting redder by the minute and Draco couldn't help but grin at the realization.

"I'm I really that good looking?" Draco commented as he got an even bigger blush out of Harry. "Well, um, goodnight." Harry said as he promptly turned over in his bed pulling the soft covers close to him mumbling about self indulged Slytherins. "Thanks for caring Potter, no, I don't need your contact at night." Draco said sarcastically. "Sorry, do I need to sleep, um, w- with y-?" "No, you don't, when I'm a sleep I don't need your touch." Draco said from his bed as they were both turned on their sides facing each other. "But if you could go to sleep soon that would be good because I can't fall asleep until you do." At this Harry opened his half-closed eyes. "What do you mean?" Silver stared into green as though to contemplate weather to tell the Gryffindor or not.

"Its nothing you need to worry about now," "What? Please tell me," Harry asked in a soft sort of tone that made Draco realize just how tired the raven-haired boy was. "Alright, its just, I have a sort of link with you, kind of like I can feel what your feeling," "It's alright though! Its just when your awake so I can tell if your safe, its part of my Elvin instincts. There's a bit more to it, but that can wait until we get better acquainted." He adding quickly noticing the alarmed look in Harry's eyes.

"Oh.." Harry yond, then with a rub of his eyes he closed them whispering a barely autible goodnight to Draco. "Night," Draco paused as he noticed Harry was already asleep; then he slowly got up and without waking the slumbering Golden Boy placed a chased kiss on his rosy lips. "Sleep well...Harry." He whispered before he slipped back into his own bed.

"NO! DON'T SHE'S ONLY A CHILD!" Harry yelled in his sleep as he thrashed at his covers tears running down his cheeks. "STOP YOU BASTARD ST-!" Harry suddenly felt a hand grasp his wrist and call his name from some where far away. "Harry! Harry!" Green tear filled orbs opened to find bright silver ones staring back at him in fear and was that-no Malfoy couldn't. "Harry, are you all right?" Asked Draco as he sat on the bed still gawking at the heavily breathing Harry.

"Yeah, o-of course." He said getting his wits about him. "You were dreaming about your final battle with Voldimort, weren't you?" Draco asked resting his hand on Harry's and rubbing in soothingly.

"Yeah, but its nothing..." He said taking his hand away and turning from Draco, tear marks were still visible on his face. "Harry..." Draco moved closer to him placing a marble hand on Harry's head and running it through his now elbo length jet-black hair. "Draco, what are you-?" "Shh...," Draco's other hand placed its fingertips softly over Harry's mouth. "It's all right, I won't tell anyone...just sleep. How about letting someone else be the hero for once, a Potter?" He grinned, and despite himself Harry relaxed into the feeling of his enemy's hand running through his hair.

Then as the images of the final battle began to fill Harry's dreams and he could feel tears welling in his eyes he herd the most unearthly yet beautiful song fill his ears. It was in some other language, but it was so soothing like someone was standing beside him protecting him. The song secede only for a moment as Harry felt someone's lips upon his somewhere in the back of his mind he felt himself responding to the kiss, but then it was gone and the song began again.

That soft sweet searing song played in Harry's dreams the rest of the night and the soft touch of someone's gentle hands never left his side letting him rest soundly for the first time in over four years.

The sun shown brightly through the two large windows in the bedroom when Harry woke that morning for once he felt as though he was fully rested, then he realized someone was brushing a hand through his hair and he jumped up with a start.

"Draco?" He exclaimed. "Y-you...you didn't stay up all night with me, did you?" He asked dumfounded. "Yeah, guess so...heh." "Why?" "Your my Partner, remember?" "Well, um...I guess the approiate thing would be to say," He looked Draco in the eye kind of frustrated with himself for letting Malfoy; someone he despised beyond belief; see him in such a vulnerable state last night. "Thank you...but I mean, your not tired?" "No, Elves only require up to two hours of sleep, although we can have more if we want."

"Oh...," "You won't tell anyone what happened last night? Will you?" "No, it's your business Potter, no one else's; not even mine."

"Thanks Malfoy..." Harry said as he got up and started going into the restroom, then he turned around with a smug grin on his face.

"Oh, and Malfoy," "Yes, Potter?" "You should think about joining the girls chorus, your not that bad a singer." And with that Harry went into the bathroom leaving Draco with a slight blush on his cheeks and a furrow in his brow.

TBC...