Disclaimer: I am a rich and powerful person, who writes one of the best-selling books ever. I made Harry Potter, and currently make millions of dollars. Oh wait I was just dreaming. No I don't own any of this. Other than the plot, which if I changed all the names it would work, but I'm not that cheap.

Warning: This story contains Slash (Male/Male relationships) And if you don't like don't read, but don't flame me for your problems.

Other than that, I would like to thank all my readers for being patient. I am really sorry for making this take so much time. I just recently got my computer working again, and I wanted to get this up ASAP.

One last thing, this chapter could totally change, as in new, or changed parts. I am having a heard time getting back into writing, and I know this chapter is not one of my best. So I will possibly being redoing it soon. If I do I will leave a warning on chapter 8 about it.

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Harry stared down at the sleeping form of his one-time enemy. Now the one man that Harry would give almost anything to see awake and well again. It was the most torture that Harry had been through to see this boy lying there. Though he truly didn't understand why he felt this way. Draco had been his sworn enemy for all of the years he had been at Hogwarts.

Whatever the case was, Harry was glad he was the one watching over the blonde haired boy.

Dumbledore had been very quick to volunteer Harry, after they had been informed of Draco's situation. Madam Pomfrey had found Draco early that morning, laying out on floor near the entrance to the hospital wing. There was no sign of injury, no sign of spell damage, he was simply unconscious.

When Draco had stared waking up, Harry had been over-joyed. It meant that Draco was going to get better. Harry had hurried to find the nurse to help Draco, only to have her put Draco back to sleep. But at least this time Harry knew that it was only temporary.

Harry finally decided that sitting here watching Draco sleep wasn't going to fix anything. Laying his head down at the foot of the bed, Harry soon drifted off to sleep.

Draco stared up at the one-time dead man. This couldn't be right. Sirius Black had been cleared of all charges, in honor of his death fighting the Death Eaters.

"Ar-Are you...uh..."

Sirius laughed softly at Draco's stumbling. "No I am not dead. As I think I already told you. But you will be soon if you don't go back."

Draco was startled by this. "What do you mean that I will be dead?"

"If someone stays in this realm for to long, their body will no longer allow them to come back. And you are almost at your time." Sirius reached down taking hold of Draco's arm. "Oh one more thing. Once you get back, don't mention anything to Harry about me being alive. I don't want him to try to find me."

Draco frowned at this, but kept silent.

And then, it was all black again.

Draco blinked slowly, trying to clear his vision. Finally everything came into focus, as his gaze fell on Harry, still asleep at the end of his bed. Harry looked so good, the sun-light washing down over his shoulders, his raven-black hair glimmering (if possible) a deeper shade of black, his mouth turned up into a smile.

Draco reached down, caressing Harry's cheek, while trying his best not to wake him. I wonder what he's dreaming. Draco thought to himself. I hope he's dreaming of me. Draco suddenly realized how much he really did love Harry.

But how could Harry have been so heartless to Draco. He had given up something so great, for that inferior Weasley boy. He hadn't even given it a second thought. How could have done that?

Suddenly a low moan escaped Harry's lips. Draco immediately retracted his hand, praying that Harry wouldn't wake. But, much to Draco's dismay, Harry sat up, staring into Draco's silver eyes.

"Draco," Harry started, as if not sure what he should be saying. "You're...awake."

"Uh...no duh Merlin, thanks for the FYI." Draco laughed softly, not a mean malicious laugh, something soft and melodious, something that made Harry feel happy.

Harry smiled, then jumped up, startling Draco. "I should get Madam Pomfrey."

Draco shook his head, taking a hold of Harry's hand. "She can wait just a moment."

Harry stared at Draco with a look of complete curiosity, and that's what probably made him sit back down. "Ok... What is it Draco?"

Draco... He called me Draco. He used my first name, maybe there is a chance... Draco cleared his throat softly, "Um... Harry... I think if I don't do this now then I will never get a chance like this again."

Leaning forward, Draco placed a kiss on Harry's lips, then pulled back slowly, to see his reaction.

Harry sat, absolutely stunned at this sudden and unsuspected gesture made by Draco. If Harry hadn't just woke up, he could have swore he was still having his dream.

Draco began to worry, though in truth only a few seconds had passed, it seemed to be taking Harry an eternity to respond. "I...Harry, I..."

Draco was now the one surprised, when Harry leaned forward, kissing Draco. Suddenly Harry pulled back, beet red. "Draco...I..."

Draco reached up, placing a finger on Harry's lips. "It's fine Harry. I've been wanting to do that longer than you can know."

Harry blushed slightly, then got to his feet. "I had better get Madam Pomfrey."

Draco leaned back against Harry's warm chest, staring out the Astronomy Tower windows, into the vast darkness around them. Draco felt he could have laid there forever, simply basking in the warmth of his one true love.

Harry sat with his arms draped around Draco's shoulders, letting his hands rest on his chest. Harry's head positioned on Draco's, staring out the same window, staring at the same stars.

Neither saying anything, neither needing to. Both understanding that the other needed them, and wanted to stay this way. The unspoken words, the bond between them.

Draco was the first to fall asleep, even after all the potions he had taken, he still felt as if he could sleep a thousand years and still not be refreshed.

Harry simply sat there, slowly running his fingers in slow circles around Draco's chest. Finally letting sleep take him as well, he drifted into the first restful sleep he had had in months.

Harry awoke to find the same blonde headed Slytherin in his arms, that he had just finished dreaming about. Harry reached down, running his finger across Draco's face.

Draco moaned softly, turning his face, pressing his cheek into Harry's chest. "Not now, I need more sleep."

Harry laughed softly, lifting Draco's head, "Good morning sunshine."

Draco smiled, leaning forward and kissing Harry. "I could get used to this."

Harry laughed again, standing up. "We had better get down to breakfast. If we don't hurry there wont be anything left for us."

Draco moaned, pushing himself onto his feet. "This has got to be one of the most ridiculous things I have ever heard from someone." Walking over to harry, he wrapped his arm around his waist. "Well if we must go, let us make a stunning entrance."

Harry shook his head slowly, laughing as Draco's logic. "You always were one for the show." Harry leaned his head over placing it on Draco's shoulder. "Alright, as long as I have you at my side, I will be fine."

After about ten minutes of walking, Harry began to think that they were lost. "I don't understand. It's not that hard to find the Great Hall. Where are we?"

Draco shrugged, pulling Harry closer. "I don't know Harry."

Together they just continued to walk, hoping and praying that they would find their destination soon.

Suddenly Draco stopped, "Harry look at that mirror." He said, pointing across the room at a mirror that had no reflection. "I remember that mirror."

The image almost instantly changed, showing Draco and Harry. Harry walked up to it, placing his hand on it. Draco instantly grabbed Harry's hand pulling it back. "Harry don't! That's the last thing I did before I ended up in the hospital wing."

Harry stepped back, continuing to stare at the mirror. "I feel like I should be touching it. Like its telling me that there's something that I need inside of it."

Draco turned to Harry, "Don't do it Harry. I don't know what I would do if something happened to you."

"Look!" Grabbing Draco's shoulder, Harry turned him to face the mirror. "Look there! Do you see what I see?!?"

Draco was to stunned to speak. For right now, he found himself staring at the one man who he knew had to be dead.

"Hello young men. It is good to finally see the two who will save the wizarding world."

Harry stepped forward, staring at the man. "You cant be here, you..."

"...are dead, yes Harry. I, Merlin, am dead."

Now if it wasn't for the fact that I havn't updated in weeks, and leaving the story right here would be extremely mean, I would stop here. Leave it for suspense.

But I would probably not remember to begin writing again, and it wouldn't be the best idea I've had. So I will continue. But consider this your double Chapter special. Since you all deserve it for being so patient with me.

Draco and Harry just stared, the hero of the wizarding world, the one man who had been more powerful than anyone they had ever known, was standing in a mirror in front of them.

"Well don't stand there gaping like schoolgirls. Come in!" Suddenly the mirror vanished, revealing a long torch-lit tunnel.

Harry wrapped his arm around Draco's waste, taking a tentative step forward. "I guess we had at least check it out."

Draco nodded silently, staring wide-eyed at the tunnel, "Yea...I guess..."

After what seemed like an eternity in the tunnel, it finally opened up into a huge empty hall. "Hello?" Harry said slowly, listening to it echo around the area.

"Who dares to disturb my master's corridors!?!" Came a booming voice, that Harry was certain was not Merlins'.

"I'm...uh... Harry Potter. And this is..."

"...Draco Malfoy." Came the voice, interrupting Harry. "Why are you here?"

Draco stepped forward, trying his best to sound confident. "The mirr...Merlin invited us in."

"I doubt that!" Came the voice again. "I have been given strict orders to attack anyone who enters."

Suddenly both Draco and Harry were struck by a lighting bolt, forcing them both back against the opposite wall. Harry reached up, grabbing his raging forehead. "Draco?"

Draco reached over grabbing Harry's arm. "I'm here, it's ok."

Harry looked up, just in time to see another lighting bolt coming their direction.

No, I've got to protect Draco! Was all Harry could think, as the bolt struck them.

The, as the third bolt headed their direction, it was suddenly deflected striking the left wall of the hall. The fourth and the fifth did the same thing, making more black spots on the walls.

Draco stood up, looking at the dark spots on the wall. "What the..." He took a slow step forward, reaching out his hand. It suddenly touched something solid, as Draco realized there was a shield protecting them. "How the..."

Harry stood up slowly, still holding his throbbing head. "What Draco?"

Draco turned back to Harry, "It's a shield. That's what's stopping the bolts."

"You are smart little wizards." Said the voice, booming through the chamber. "But you can not stop me."

Suddenly the darkness broke, as a tall winged man flew toward them.

Draco's eyes got big, as he stared at this white figure flying at them. "Harry... do you see that!?!"

"If I don't then we are both mad." Harry whispered softly.

The man suddenly stopped, right where Draco had felt the shield. The man reached behind him, pulling a large sword from his back. "Now feel the might of a true angel!" Lifting the sword, he swung it down on the energy shield.

As the sword struck, Harry screamed, clutching his head. Draco grabbed him, pulling Harry close to his chest. "It's ok Harry, I'm here."

The shield faded, as the angel walked toward them, sword still in hand. "You fought well little magus, but not you will die." Lifting the sword over his head, he swung it down, aiming for Harry's head.

Suddenly two swords lanced out of the darkness from behind Harry and Draco's heads, blocking the sword of the angel, and tossing him off his balance.

The man leapt back, taking to the air to regain his composure. "What is this?" Draco turned his head to see two angels, shorter than their attacker, both armed with large swords.

"This is where we stop you from your evil quest!" Said the angels in unison. Both took to the air, flying at the other angel.

"Stop!" Came a voice, booming from the darkness, as a man dressed in all black stepped into the light, carrying a large staff. "There is no need for this violence. You have done well Nareth, but you must allow them to enter."

The angel returned his sword to his back, bowing slightly to the man. "Yes master, if you need me, simply call." The man nodded as the angel flew from sight.

The two new angels turned to the new person. "Are you here to attack our charges?" Said the first one.

The man shook his head. "No I am not here to hurt them in anyway."

The angels, finally convince Harry and Draco were safe, flew back to their sides. "Masters, we were glad to be able to fight for you."

Harry turned to Draco, confused riddled across his face. Draco threw his hands up in the air, "Don't ask me, I have no idea."

The man in black laughed softly, as he moved to Harry's side. "These are Guardian Angels."

"That's not possible, Guardian Angels are only a myth." Draco said, pulling Harry closer. "I read in a book about mythical creatures, their existence has never been proven."

"Ah you are very right young wizard." Said the man, now standing at their side. "No living man has ever seen them, with the exception of you two now.

"Look at the walls. Can you see the glyphs on the wall?"

Harry looked as hard as he could, but couldn't see anything. Shaking his head, he said, "Sir I don't know what you expect us to see in this darkness."

"Oh how could I be so foolish." Said the man, laughing softly. "Where are my manners?"

The man tapped his staff against the ground twice, as light began to pour from the crystal on the top of the pole.

As the light reached the edges of the room, it revealed seventeen large glyphs. "Wha...What are they?" Harry asked.

"Those are the only things keeping my tomb safe, and my angel here."

"Your tomb!!!" Said Draco suddenly, jumping to his feet. "You mean your dead boy is in here somewhere?!?"

"Of course." Said the man laughing. "Where else would Merlin sleep, but beneath the greatest school ever."

"That's not possible." Draco said, "The school wasn't built till centuries after your death."

"I know." Said Merlin. "But I left instructions for the future generations. A paper enchanted to reveal itself to the first people to build a wizarding school.

"It told them to build the castle on a specific location, not saying why, just commanding them to do it as the last wish of Merlin. And of course they complied, knowing that I must have some hidden reason for this request."

"That still doesnt explain how you are standing here." Harry said, pushing himself up and off the floor.

"Ah, as always the inquisitive young mind jumps ahead." Merlin said, grinning. "Alright Harry, I shall tell you.

"The glyphs on the wall are a joint spell. It's an ancient form of magic, dating back before the Mayan civilization.

"The first part allows my guardian angel, Nareth, to remain in a solid form, as long as he protects me. As you saw, the spell worked for you too Harry, as it allowed your angels to come forth to protect you and Draco.

"The second part allows my body to keep its soul within it. No matter how much people disagreed with me in life, there is a heaven and hell for wizards. Though its not the same as most people think, but that is a story for another time. The spell keeps my soul from passing on, and so my body remains mostly alive. It also keeps me from rotting in any form. The only down side is that I can not leave this chamber."

"Why, when I came here, did the mirror attack me?" Draco asked.

"No no, you miss understand Draco." Merlin began, "You were knocked unconscious because I could not afford for you to find me yet, but I needed you to remember this mirror, to lead Harry here."

"Why?" Asked Harry, "Why do you want me here?"

"Once again jumping ahead Harry." Merlin said, shaking his head. "Well you see, this hallway doesn't exist as far as anyone knows. It doesn't even exist on your map Harry.

"That's because no one can find this hallway, only the hallway can find you.

"And you Harry, are here because I have something that belongs to you. But I think you need to understand before I just hand it over to you.

"You Harry are the first elemental mage that has lived in almost three thousand years." At this Harry began to interject, Merlin silenced him with a wave of his hand, "No one understood this, but that is the reason the spell your mother performed worked as well as it did. Normally even a spell like she cast would not have protected you from the powerful curse Voldemort used. But the spell, combined with your elemental attributes, allowed you to withstand the attack.

"Harry have you ever noticed that when you think things, they just sometimes happen. When you get mad or something like that, things just happen. That Harry is the attribute of an elemental mage. They can perform wandless magic. You are also a parcel-tongue, also something that is very uncommon.

"Harry you are a water mage."

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