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Chapter 4.

Draco looked shocked about what he just had done, but it was nothing compared with the look Harry wore. Harry recovered quickly and quickly walked to a nearby toilet. Draco saw Harry walking and decided to follow him, if only to see what damages he had done. Slowly he opened the door of the toilet. When he saw Harry he was very happy that looks weren't able to kill.

"What are you doing here Malfoy? Coming to see what a great job you did to my clothes?" said Harry angrily.

"Well, actually..."

"What Malfoy? Don't tell me you came to apologise?" said Harry.

"Apologise for what Potter? I didn't do anything wrong. You was the one that just had to talk to me. I tried to walk away, but you didn't let me, remember?"

"Oh sure. So now it's my fault, is that what you are saying Malfoy?"

Draco wanted to say yes, but when he saw the murderous look in Harry's eyes he decided against it. If they wanted to stay away from the ministry, they could better work together. Harry, meanwhile, started to take of his shirt and trousers. When Draco saw this, his eyes widened.

"What are you doing Potter?"

"I'm taking of my clothes," said Harry, throwing his shirt on the floor.

He looked surprised when he saw the look on Draco's face.

"Did you honestly expect that I would wear the clothes after you puked on them?"

"Well yes," said Draco, not being able to look away from Harry. "I mean, did you plan to just walk outside like that, dressed in just a pair of boxers and your shoes?"

"Of course not," said Harry, who started to laugh at the idea. "You thought... I would..."

Harry wasn't able to formulate whole sentences through his laughter.

"Well, I'm glad that you are amusing yourself so much Potter, at least one of us is having fun. Do you care to tell me what is so funny?"

"You are," said Harry.

When he saw Draco's confused look, he continued, "Did you really think I would go out like this?"

Draco continued to look serious.

"Oh my god, you did."

When he saw Draco's serious face, he almost had another fit of laughter.

"Well, how did you want to go out then?" asked Draco.

"Under my invisibility cloak of course."

"Of course Potter, how stupid of me that I didn't think of that," said Draco sarcastically.

"I couldn't have said it better myself," said Harry, putting on his invisibility cloak.

Draco started to look around and didn't like it one bit. He couldn't see Harry.

"Looking for me Malfoy?"

He suddenly heard at his left side. Quickly Draco turned that way.

"And what are you going to do now Potter?"

"Following you of course," he heard at his right side.

"Great, just my luck," muttered Draco.

"I'm sorry, Malfoy, I didn't quite catch that."

"I said lovely Potter. I'm going back to Mike, I take it you are joining me?"

Draco didn't got an answer but saw the door opening instead. He walked through it and started to walk towards Mike when another wave of nauseas hit him. Quickly he walked to the railing of the boat, in case he would puke again.

"Draco are you alright?"

When Draco looked up, he saw Mike standing next to him.

"Yeah, I just don't like travelling by boat very much."

"Where is your friend?"

"Who do you mean?" asked Draco.

"Well, that man to whom you where talking to."

"Oh him," said Draco, "Actually, I'm glad he's not here at the moment."

Draco moved a bit closer to Mike.

"I think he has a crush on me, you know. The way he keeps looking at me and the way he always disturbs me when I'm talking to other people. Very disturbing really."

"Oh, so that's why he kept disturbing us," said Mike.

"Uh huh," said Draco while he nodded.

Harry was very tempted to say something about it, but of course with him being under his invisibility cloak, that wasn't possible. And it looked like Draco had only just began.

"It's very sad really. He's just like a stalker and follows me around everywhere. He's even been in therapy for it, but nothing seems to help."

Harry couldn't hear it on any longer. He had to stop Draco from saying this rubbish. He stepped hard on Draco's foot.

"Awww!", said Draco with a pained expression.

"Is there something wrong?" asked Mike.

"No, I just bumped my foot," Draco said with a forced smile, while his eyes tried to find Harry.

When a big wave came up, Draco soon gave up looking for Harry, and he hung over the railing once again. Mike didn't find Draco vomiting a pretty sight, so he decided to leave him alone.

"Good luck. I'll hope, for your sake, that we will be there soon. It was nice meeting you, but I think I will go back to my seat now."

Mike started to walk away before Draco recovered enough to answer.

He didn't realise he would be alone with Harry again, until he heard Harry speak.

"I didn't know I've been in therapy."

"Well, if you haven't been you should be, Potter."

"Says the person who made up that I was stalking him."

"I haven't made that one up Potter. It looks like you are following me around under your invisibility cloak. Isn't that stalking?"

"Shut up, Malfoy," said Harry.

"What? Can't handle the truth, Potter?"

"No, you really have to shut up. People are staring at you because you are talking to thin air."

Draco immediately closed his mouth, and they travelled the rest of the way in silence. Draco didn't know if Harry was still next to him, and frankly he didn't care. He was glad when he finally saw some land. He started to feel sick again and couldn't wait to get from this boat. When the boat stopped in the harbor, he was one of the first off the boat. He started to look around for Potter, although he knew he couldn't see him. When someone grabbed him by the arm, he turned around quickly. He wanted to see who grabbed him, but when he looked he didn't see anyone.

"Ok, Potter, you've found me, where did you want to go now?" said Draco.

"Let's see if we can find a hotel."

"I would say I would follow you, but that's going to be a bit hard because I can't see you."

"Don't worry Malfoy, I will hold your hand so you don't get lost."

"Great!" said Draco sarcastically.

He had never been to the muggle world before, and when he saw all the traffic he couldn't help but be just a bit scared. Harry noticed that Draco was unusually quiet.

"Malfoy, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, can we just find a hotel or something. I'm tired from all this travelling."

"Alright, let's walk this way," said Harry, while he pulled Draco to one side of the street. There was a small hotel where the went in.

"Ok Malfoy, just get us a room with separated beds," said Harry, while he walked together with Draco to the reception.

For once Draco did what he was told, and he got the key to the room. They quickly walked to the room, and Draco opened the door. When Harry was sure the door was closed again, he took off his invisibility cloak.

"Finally! It was starting to get cold with only my boxers, shoes and invisibility cloak on," said Harry. Draco, meanwhile, inspected the small room and bathroom.

"Is this all?"

"What?" Harry looked puzzled.

"Just one room and a very small bathroom?"

"What's wrong with it?" asked Harry.

"It's very small, and it doesn't even have a good mirror. We haven't got separated rooms, and we..."

"What did you expect, a 5 star hotel?" interrupted Harry.

"Yes."

"And how long were you planning to escape? I haven't got that much money."

"No, but I have," said Draco.

"Yeah, and I can just see you going to Gringotts. You will be arrested before you even set foot in Diagon Alley."

"Hmpf," said Draco, "I'm going to shower."

Draco stood up and walked to the bathroom-door, which he locked. Harry sighed. The travelling had made him very tired and cold. He wanted to put some clothes on, but the only clothes he had were ruined by Draco. Tomorrow they had to buy some clothes.

He lay down on the bed and was waiting for Draco to come out of the shower, so he could start his shower. He had to wait for a long time, but finally after almost an hour Draco came out of the bathroom wearing only his boxers.

Harry couldn't help but look at Draco when he walked in. When he realised what he was doing, Harry quickly looked away.

"It took you long enough to shower," said Harry.

"I just like to be clean, is there something wrong with that, Potter?"

"No, nothing," said Harry, standing up, "Well, I guess I uhm... I just going to shower now." Harry quickly opened the bathroom door.

"Oi, Potter, make it a quick shower", said Draco.

"Why would I do that?"

"I'm just warning you, that's all."

Harry decided to ignore Draco and started his shower. He was under the water for about one minute, and the water turned very cold.

Oh great, he used all the hot water, Harry thought bitterly.

He made it a very quick shower and walked back in the room

"I told you it was going to be a quick shower," Draco said, smirking.

Harry gave him a dirty look, but didn't say anything in return. He went to his bed an tried to get some sleep.

Draco watched Harry getting in his bed.

I guess he didn't like the cold shower, thought Draco with a small smile.

He was also very tired and decided, just like Harry, to get some sleep. He was just about to get to sleep when he heard noises. When he looked a bit closer, he could see Harry was having a nightmare. He sighed and decided to wake him up. He walked closer to Harry's bed and shook him roughly.

"Potter wake up!"

Harry sat upright in bed. He had gotten another nightmare. After the war he had a nightmare almost every night. Almost every night it was about the same thing. He was having his battle with Voldemort, and he wasn't looking at the fights surrounding him. Suddenly, he heard the Avada Kedavra curse, and it was coming towards him. Before it would hit him, Fred Weasley would jump in front of him, hitting Fred instead of him. Next thing he knew, Voldemort was suddenly in front of him, with a big sword in his hands. He was to shocked to move and knew for sure that he was going to die. Voldemort smiled his cruel smile and aimed the sword at his heart. Just before it would hit him, Charlie Weasley would push him out of the way and the sword would hit Charlie.

That's almost always the moment he wakes up, and although they wouldn't just say it to him, he knew the Weasley family held him responsible for the deads of Fred and Charlie. If only he had killed Voldemort earlier, then all those things wouldn't have happened.

Just after the war he still went very frequently to the Weasley's, but he started to feel less and less welcome. Finally, he just didn't go there at all. The only one to whom he still talked to was Ron.

It wasn't until then that he noticed Draco standing next to his bed.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?"

"You just kept screaming and talking in your sleep. I figured you must have had a nightmare. Normally, I couldn't care less, but all that screaming and talking kept me awake so I decided to wake you up," said Draco.

In truth he was actually kind of glad that the noises Harry made woke him up because he was also having a nightmare. At least, he hoped it was just a nightmare.

"I'm sorry for waking you up, Malfoy, but you did your job. I'm awake now so you can go back to sleep. Are you happy now?"

"Very," said Draco walking back to his bed, "I need my beauty sleep after all."