A/N: here is chapter two hope it is enjoyed,

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Warnings:slash...HP/DM

chapter 2

Harry was slowly pulling back into reality when he felt the bed move beneath him. Pealing open one eye he saw shocking blonde hair lying in his face. Funny Harry thought I don't remember having blonde hair when I went to bed and closed his eyes again. When the bed moved again, Harry opened his eyes to see what was disturbing his sleep. When his eyes finally focused under his glasses, that he forgot to take off, he was startled by the cause what was disturbing his sleep. He saw a pale skin blonde slytherin stuck in a deep sleep.

As the situation finally seemed to sink all the way in he lurched back, more than awake, sending himself over the edge of the bed hitting the floor with a loud 'thump.' Before he had the chance to contemplate all the reasons he could have ended up in the same bed as Draco Malfoy the ice prince of slytherin, Harry felt his a severe pounding behind his eyes and his stomach was doing flip flops.

Harry barely heard the groan from the bed or felt the hand grab his arm and haul him onto the bed.

A few moments later the pounding and flip flops were gone and he was being pushed away.

"What the Hell is your problem Potter" Anger fueled Malfoy's words

"My problem" He stated as if the answer was obvious. "My problem is waking up in the same bed as you...and can I ask why you are still touching me" Harry finished exasperated.

"Hello, boy wonder, any one home? Spell, stuck together remember, oh right your attention span is two seconds long" Malfoy finished a short recall of the events of that afternoon.

And then everything came rushing back to Harry in small flashes, dueling club, blacking out, Snape, Neville, Dumbledore, stuck with Malfoy for an indefinite amount of time.

"Shit" He said plainly lowering his head to his hands, trying to cope with the rush of memory.

"Well I see that your little gryffindor brain has finally kicked in, don't think to hard wouldn't want the golden boy to get hurt" Malfoy smirked.

I just want to slap that smirk off his face Harry thought which brought a slight curl to his lips.

"What are you smiling at Potter" Draco received no answer "this is all your fault"

"Me! You blame this on me! How is this, in anyway, my fault" Harry Blanched

"How could it not be your fault? Longbottom was your second, you chose him, and everyone knows how much of a screw up Longbottom is. This is how it is all your fault."Malfoy finished with a huff.

Harry could feel the animosity swell up inside of him, his face hid none of his emotions, leaving himself open, like a book, for Malfoy to read.

"Angry Potter" Draco asked with amusement.

"Shut up Malfoy, don't talk about my friends." Anger clear in Harry's reply.

"Why would I want to talk about your friends? They are an awfully boring bunch and much beneath the level that I would ever think to associate with or talk about, I was just explaining to you why this was your fault." Draco finished plainly.

"Fuck you Malfoy, you think you are so much better than every one else, well you're not, you're not even on the same level as me and my friends, you're cold hearted and cruel, you don't posses an ounce of warmth, I don't understand how any one could love such a fucking bastard, you're nothing to us! So, fuck you" When Harry finished he was nearly shouting his words in Draco's face.

Malfoy didn't say anything he just sat there staring at Harry, blank expression, though his heart was racing and he was trying desperately to show nothing, none of the hurt. What Harry had said cut straight through any front he had put up. How did he manage to always hit the most vulnerable points? Draco felt as though he could cry, but he wouldn't break down in front of Harry, wouldn't give him the satisfaction he knew it would bring the Gryffindor. So he just sneered and said...

"Oh we're back to that again, you really like that word, fuck, don't you. I already told you I don't like you like that, in fact I don't like you at all, so keep your greasy paws off me Potter" He tried to sound as normal and unaffected by Harry's words as he could, but it was hard, he just wanted to curl up and be alone, because he had no friends to comfort him anyway.

"Yeah, you wish Malfoy, I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole"

"Well, Potter, it doesn't seem like you have much of a choice now do you" Malfoy said, irritated

"I hate you" Harry mumbled under his breath

"Well it's the first fucking thing that we agree on wonder boy, I hate you too"

Before Harry could spit out the scathing remark sitting on the tip of his tongue the infirmary doors opened to admit a smiling Headmaster.

"Good evening Mister Potter, Mister Malfoy" Dumbledore graced each with a nod and a smile "I assume things are going alright" It wasn't so much as a question as a silent demand. Neither boy responded, they just stared at the Headmaster waiting for him to continue.

"The house elves have cleaned and prepared your new rooms and have moved all of your belongings into them, as soon as you are ready we can head over and get the both of you settled in" The Headmaster waited for a response, all he received was a glare and a blank look.

"Well since there are no objections, I don't see why we couldn't go over right now and get both of you acquainted with your new living area" Dumbledore look to each boy, studying each boys expressions, smiling his infamous all knowing smile "follow me boys"

Walking through the Hallways was beyond embarrassing for the duo, the physical contact was hard to deal with. If the stood far apart it looked as though they were holding hands, but the other option was to stand uncomfortably close to each other. It either seemed romantic or sexual and each boy had an embarrassed red flush to there cheeks. Harry allowed Malfoy to hold him by the wrist and almost pull him through the corridor.

They past a few people on their way, earning themselves odd or inquisitive looks. Together they glared at those who they encountered, frightening the on lookers from approaching them and asking any questions.

Finally they came to a stop in front of a portrait of a silver serpent and a golden lion, with their backs turned from each other, refusing to associate with the other.

"Alright boys, behind this portrait is your new living quarters, I think that you will find them more than adequate." Dumbledore looked at both of them.

"Okay, what's the password" Draco asked impatiently

"Ahhh, yes, you see, this is a different type of portrait, there is no password" seeing the confused looks that he was receiving, he explained. "Because I think that it is a bad idea to have both or either of your friends together in a small space they will not will not be permitted to visit in your quarters. This here is like your sanctuary. I'm sure, at least the first few days are going to be a bit stressful and some privacy at the end will be more than welcomed."

It seemed as though the boys didn't hear a word that Dumbledore had said, looking at their expressionless faces, that is until the Slytherin's face twisted with a sneer.

"Are you telling me that I can't have friends here, ever, at all" draco asked scowling at such a prospect.

"No I am telling you and Mister Potter that neither of you are allowed to have friends in your rooms" Dumbledore replied calmly.

"This is ridiculous" Draco nearly whined, making Harry have to repress a laugh.

"What are you smiling at Potter? Can't wait to get me alone in there, can you"

That immediately wiped the smile off of Harry's face, with a more than humorless tone he asked.

"How do we get in then"

"I thought you would never ask" Dumbledore twinkled "this portrait has been charmed for just the two of you, so instead of needing a password, it will recognize your voices when you speak to it. So no other student will have the ability to open your portrait, though the professors will, just incase there is an emergency."

"And how do we actually get into our new rooms then" draco prompted the headmaster to continue.

"Oh yes, well for the first time you enter, you will stand directly in front of the portrait and state your full names, so It can essentially become familiar with your individual voices. Well one of you step up then.

Harry took a tentative step forward, standing in front of the portrait, trying to really think about what living with Malfoy would really be like when he was pushed aside.

"Oh for Merlins sake, I'll do it first since Potter here seems so scared." Draco sneered standing now were Harry was just a moment ago. Dumbledore frowned at the blatant dislike between the boys.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy" He proclaimed proudly to the portrait. The was a moment of slight anticipation and then a small flash of bright green light on the portrait, then nothing.

"What the hell was that" The surprised Slytherin asked annoyed at being taken off his guard.

"Mister Malfoy, please watch your language" The headmaster reprimanded "If you would take a closer look at the portrait you will see what has happened. Draco just rolled his eyes and took a step closer to inspect the portrait. First he saw nothing at all, but when he looked closer at the serpent that he was sure to represent himself, as being from slytherin, he saw a small silver collar around the upper body of the serpent. With a closer look he was able to read 'Draco L. Malfoy' engraved in the silver.

Draco turned to face the glowering raven haired boy behind him. "See Potter its not so terrifying, be a big boy, you can do it." Draco mocked him.

Harry just walked past the teasing boy to take his place in front of the portrait fo r the second time.

"Harry James Potter" The was a similar light as before except this one was red. As before when the light stopped there was a collar, this time around the Lions neck, engraved was 'Harry J. Potter.'

"Alright now that we have the portrait business behind us, you can go in and unpack and make yourselves comfortable. Will you be needing me for anything further tonight, gentlemen"

"No"

"No, Sir"

"Once last thing before I go. You will be meeting with your head of house tomorrow and will work on a new schedule for the rest of the school year. That is all for this evening, you are free to enjoy your night in your new rooms." The boys nodded their pleasantries and turned to enter the rooms .

"Well come on then, open up" Draco said annoyed by the entire situation. The portrait opened up and they headed inside.

"Oh and gentlemen please if you cannot get along with each other, please try to be considerate that you are both inconvenienced by the current situation."

The headmaster earned himself an eye roll and a lazy handwave as acknowledgment to his statement.

Though neither was at all thrilled with there circumstances, they couldn't deny that the room was amazing. The walls were hunter green with dark wood furniture and rich cream colored drapes.

There was a private washroom and a large fireplace with two large armchairs set in front. Harry let his eyes scan the room, they came to rest on the very large four poster bed set up against the wall. It was covered in hunter green duvet to match the walls with four pillows tucked under the covers.

There was only one problem with that in Harry's mind, There was only one large four poster bed.

He never thought about all of the things that were really going to be involved in this entire being stuck to Draco Malfoy mess. They had to sleep together, well not sleep together like that just in the same bed, close to each other, every night for the near future. Then showers and bathroom calls and all those other intimate moments involved in his daily life. He had no choice but to let Malfoy get close.

The things that implicated was too much for Harry to handle.

"Potter are you going to be sick" Draco looked over at Harry questioningly.

Harry just blinked slowly, yes he was starting to feel ill.

"Hello! Potter, any one home, answer me" He saw Draco's hand waving in front of his face, and then felt him shaking him trying to jar him from his thoughts.

"Sit" was all Harry said.

"What" Draco was confused

"I...sit" Harry was now leaning into draco's hold on him.

"You need to sit down" Draco finally clarified. Harry just slowly blinked and nodded.

"Alright Potter, you have to work with me a little and just try to move towards the bed." Draco guided Harry towards the bed.

Draco stood in front of Harry hands cupping his face, studying him.

Harry, still dazed, looked back at Draco, seeing his unguarded concentrated expression. Harry saw the humanity behind those eyes. For the first time he saw that Draco, was actually a human being capable of warmth and caring and maybe even love he just need a push in the right direction. Okay maybe a huge shove in the right direction but he was capable.

And Harry Had given no help at all. He had lowered himself to Malfoy's level and proved everything that Malfoy had ever thought about him, that Harry thought he was better. What he said in the infirmary was years of insulting and frustration piled up and he had used Malfoy as his direct target.

"I'm sorry" He suddenly said, still spaced out. He saw the momentary surprise in Draco's eyes before the mask was back.

"What are you sorry about golden boy" Draco asked disinterested.

"The hospital wing, what I said." Harry caught his gaze as Malfoy's face Hardened.

"Whatever Potter, we've been throwing insults for years don't worry you didn't hurt my poor little feelings" Draco attempted to sneer, but the truth was it did hurt. And Harry saw it that Malfoy's words had no real bite behind them.

"Well you look better" Draco said offhandedly dropping his hands from Harry's face, only to have the Gryffindor catch them in his own hands.

"I really mean it, you know, I never should have said it and I am sorry" Harry tried to understand what was going on but only went with this odd feeling that was compelling him to continue.

Draco was now more than just surprise at the sudden apology he was confused at what was going on. The Gryffindor was holding his hands and apologizing to him and for some strange reason he felt pulled to him, gradually getting closer.

When Harry finished his apology they were face to face Harry could feel Draco's breath on his face. Each was searching the others eyes and face. feeling the others steady breath. Emotions were running high and the moment was becoming intense.

Too intense.

"I think we better get ready for dinner" Draco stated as he pulled himself away in a mass of confusion. "I'm gonna use the bathroom, shower and get ready" Draco said as he retreated to the bathroom, mumbling to himself rubbing his neck and face.

Harry stood up and followed the Slytherin very closely into thespacious bathroom, not thinking about the fact that he was going to have to shower with the other standing right by ready to be touching at any moment. Shaking his head he tried to get control over himself from the intense moment they had just experienced. "What the hell just happened" Was his last thought as the shower started running for Draco's shower.