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Chapter 5

To both Harry and Draco's surprise their days had been ultimately boring and uneventful; minus a few awkward mornings of waking in the same bed and the looks they seemed to get in the halls, things were pretty normal.

Even with the day of the infirmary planted in each of there brains neither made a move to further their relationship, the emotion from the day died down and reality set in, it all became real, too real and to much for them.

Harry never mentioned Draco's 'incident' or asked any questions, and the Slytherin rarely if ever spoke of it.

When Draco would toss and turn from a flashback nightmare, Harry would gently wake him and offer quiet comfort until the blonde fell back asleep and when the morning came nothing was mentioned of the previous night. Harry was still a golden Gryffindor and Draco was his old Slytherin prince self. Denial was an art that they had both mastered.

It was what became, a typical night for Harry, he was trying to stay on his side of the bed as far away as the stupid bond would let him, when he felt the familiar stirring next to him. Draco was tossing and turning and Harry heard a distinct whimper come from Draco's restless sleep, but when Harry turned over to wake him a new sight met his eyes. The Slytherin had tears sliding down his cheeks and he was already wide awake.

Draco saw Harry looking at him with some concern and just turned over giving the worried Gryffindor his back.

This move didn't deter Harry.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

"Just leave me alone" Was the muffled reply. Harry pushed.

"Come on what's wrong?"

Draco bolted up in bed. "Fine! You want to know, I had another dream from my summer their fucking hands all over me." His eyes glittered with mixed emotions pain, devastation, betrayal and anger.

Harry watched him flop back onto the bed, eyes closed taking deep breaths. The Gryffindor took another bold step.

"I think that you should talk to someone." Draco's eyes snapped opened, they were hard and cold.

"Like who? Dumbledore, no thanks."

"What about Snape he's your head of house."

Draco just looked at Harry with a dumbfounded expression "Potter you have got to be kidding me, go see Snape as in Mr. Death Eater himself, have you lost your fucking mind, and of all people I thought you would know that..." Draco continued to rant.

"Malfoy" Harry was ignored "Malfoy" still no acknowledgement.

"He's one of the worst right up there with my father. He's a boot licking, arse kissing-"

"Draco!" Harry exclaimed finally breaking the Slytherin tirade.

"Relax already" Draco just stared at the Gryffindor, waiting.

"Professor Snape isn't who you think he is, he's not a Death Eater-"

"Yes he is Potter. He has been to the Manor, sipped brandy with my father, I've seen his mark."

"Alright, yes, he has the mark" Harry conceded "But he is no Death Eater, he is a spy he works for and reports to Dumbledore."

The Slytherin jaw dropped and he just blinked, trying to absorb what he had heard, when Harry's voice brought him back to reality.

"When did you see Snape's Mark? I've worked with him for a long time and have never seen him in anything but long sleeves that cover it; I've never seen it with my own two eyes."

Harry noticed right away the extra color that filled the boys face, his curiosity increasing.

"Um...well, in my fifth year I walked in on him and my father" His cheeks now burned crimson "they were, busy, and not only was Snape not wearing a shirt he wasn't wearing anything..." Draco's voiced trailed off.

Now it was Harry's turn to stare wide eyed at Draco. The blonde was waiting for some remark about his father and was shocked by what Harry said.

"You got to see Snape naked" Harry blurted out, his own blush heating his face. "Um...I mean-"

"Don't worry Potter I know what you mean" Draco was regaining his cool demeanor, now that the topic was pulled off him and directed somewhere else.

Harry, face still red, asked the question now burning to get out "So...what was it like" he felt his face would never regain his natural color.

Draco raised and eyebrow in question to the Gryffindor's eagerness, but went on.

"Well, it was pretty good except for the fact that my father was equally as naked, but Snape now that was good..." Draco went on to describe Snape's pale skin, hidden muscles broad shoulders and long legs. "...and he is one of those hot dominating tops"

"I am so jealous of you." Harry said awe laced in his voice.

"Finally the Boy-who-lived admits it, he's jealous of Draco Malfoy." The Slytherin said with a smug smile.

Harry just rolled his eyes giving the blonde a small push on the shoulder.

"But now you have to understand why I would think that Snape was a Death Eater."

"I do understand, but I know that he not" Harry got lost in thought for a few seconds emotions flying across his face until it landed on worry and concern. "You can absolutely tell no one, if you do you put Snape in danger, more than he already is."

"Just to calm your nerves ill tell you right away that I wont tell anyone, but that was such a Gryffindor move right there Potter, act first think later, what if I was to tell someone you would be screwed now wouldn't you?"

"Oh, shut up" this was Harry's only response because he new that Draco was indeed right, his actions could have put a lot of people in trouble but again luck was on his side.

"So will you go and speak to Snape? I mean this can't be healthy" Harry said referring to Draco's nightmares.

Draco didn't respond right away, but sat in deep concentration.

"Fine, I will go and speak to him tomorrow" Draco conceded

"You mean we, we will go and see him tomorrow." Harry pointed out.

"Yes, of course this stupid bond, if you must attend, you must, there is nothing I can do now, is there?"

"Yeah I guess that's how it is, lets go back to sleep we have to be able to get through tomorrow" Harry said, laying back down, pulling the covets back up.

Draco followed him, lying back down in the bed and pulling the covers securely around him, in a very defensive pose blocking him from everything outside of the blanket.

"Good night Draco" Harry whispered "and sweet dreams"

If there was not silence in the room Draco would have not heard Harry, but he had and for some strange reason the comment had a weird effect on him. It made him feel warm all over. The blonde just ignored it and closed his eyes leaving Harry's comments hanging in the air.

The next morning was unlike any other, there was no ignoring what had happened the night before. Draco was to see Snape today and there was no getting around it if Harry had anything to say.

They had a full day ahead of them though, full of classes, teachers and other students. There were still the looks and remarks to deal with, but that had become a normal thing to deal with that it almost didn't affect them anymore.

They had now been attached for a few weeks, maybe just over a month, so things were getting easier; they were set into a routine.

"Come on Potter, I don't have time to wait for you." Harry could tell that the Slytherin was definitely on edge, it had to be the upcoming meeting with Snape. They had gone to him that morning during breakfast, and they were to meet with him after dinner that day.

"Hold on Malfoy, class just ended can I at least get my books in my bag, I mean really." The last part was muttered to himself.

"Could you move any slower?" Said Draco with a sneer, impatiently tapping his foot.

"Give it a rest." Harry answered, keeping his comfortable pace. Cleaning up all his supplies from the Arithmancy class that he was forced to take, because it was one of Draco's classes, it was in place of divination.

When Harry joined Draco, or in the blondes opinion 'Finally you're fucking ready' they made their way to the Great Hall for dinner.

"We eat at Gryffindor today" Harry said with a small smile, he missed his friends. They didn't see each other that often now that he was always with Draco. The Slytherin and Ron still couldn't handle just ignoring each other; whenever they were anywhere in the same ten mile radius as each other there was words.

"Oh, yippie" Draco drawled out, rolling his eyes.

There was silence for the rest of the walk, Draco's nervousness radiating off of him. After spending constant time with him, Harry could now see little nuances in his demeanor that showed his emotions. Even the stone faced Malfoy couldn't hide all of his emotions; it made him seem more human.

"Harry can you visit us tonight?" Hermione asked from across the table.

At the question the Gryffindor saw Draco's fork hesitate for only a second and then going on as nothing was wrong, he now had to trust Harry not to tell his friends, and Harry could see how hard it must be for him to now have to trust his enemy.

"Harry are you listening to me, I asked if you could come see us tonight, its been a while and me and Ron miss you in the tower." Hermione, and almost the rest of Gryffindor, looked expectantly at him, waiting for an answer.

"I can't tonight Hermione Malfoy." He felt the other boy tense waiting for the rest of the explanation, "already told his friends that he would visit them, I'm going to Slytherin territory tonight." He gave an over dramatic sigh, to finish off.

"Hey, mate you haven't been down there since, ow!" Ron was cut off by Hermione's elbow to his ribs, he looked at her in confusion until she pointedly looked from him to Malfoy and back, but Malfoy was not looking at them at all he was looking at Harry with; faced filled with curiosity.

Harry tired to pretend that nothing happened and looked everywhere except Draco, who was looking directly at him.

"Potter-" Draco started but was immediately cut off by the Gryffindor himself.

"Could you pass the potatoes?" Harry asked looking directly at him.

"Sure...no problem." He answered, reaching across the table, Harry smiled.

"But will talk about this later." Harry's smile fell.

Dinner continued on from there with no problems at all, but as it came to a close the tension was building for the upcoming meeting.

They stood in front of the a large black door, it seemed harmless, but the door led right into Snape's office, where he would have to bare his secrets to now a second person, he just didn't want to do it.

Harry watched the pale boy stare the door down as though to go through it would lead to his ultimate doom, but that's what he was here for, moral support.

"Come on Draco the sooner we get in the sooner we get out and its over with."

The blonde head just gave a nod and he lifted his fist and knocked on the door, sharply, three times.

All they received was a curt "enter" and they entered and stood in the doorway.

Snape sat at his desk head bent over a pile of parchment quill in had writing all over whoever's parchment now sat in front of him.

"Well are you going to stand there and stare at me mark papers or are you going to come in and sit down?" Snape didn't even look up from his papers.

The question was rhetorical, so they walked in and each took one of the seats placed in front of the desk.

The only noise in the room was the sound of Snape's quill scratching across the paper and the light breathing of the three occupants.

"Alright Mr. Malfoy, sorry to keep you waiting, now what is your dilemma?" Snape finally looked up from his grading to look right at Draco, as though Harry wasn't there at all.

Draco kept his eyes trained on the floor trying to block out Harry and the professor.

"Would this be easier if we were to turn from Mr. Potter?" Snape asked finally acknowledging Harry's presence with a sneer.

"Uh, no...he knows already. It's his fault I'm here in the first place." Draco mumbled the last under his breath, but Snape's trained ears caught his words.

"Does Mr. Potter have any reason to do with why you're here?" Snape's asked Draco while glaring daggers at the Gryffindor.

Finally Draco looked up at the professor, whose attention was now trained on him. "Beside the fact he's the reason I can to see you, he is not the reason that I need to speak with you."

"Alright, well then why don't you give me and idea on why you are here." Snape pushed the blonde to start his tale.

Draco took a deep breath briefly closing his eyes, just to open them and look at directly at Snape with determination.

"Well, Professor, I know that you are not a Death Eater, and before you get worried, no, I didn't hear it from my Father so he does not suspect anything that I know of and, no, I don't plan on telling him, and that is why I am here because, well because...I don't really know why except for that Potter here said it would be a good idea to talk to someone about it and he also said that you were probably the best person to go to with all of this."

Draco finished his rant and took in the look of surprise on his professor's face.

"Alright Mr. Malfoy, I am going to need you to start from the beginning and slow down a little bit please."

Draco gave his professor a short nervous nod and began his horrible tale from the beginning.

Draco told Snape everything leaving out a few details, but giving him more than a clear enough picture of the horrors that he had to endure.

Tears running down his pale cheeks, a while later the Slytherin finished at some point during the torturous memories Harry had moved closer and put his arms around the Slytherin to support and comfort him and the potion masters eyes had become more glassy than before.

Snape cleared his throat and got the attention of the two boys in front of him.

"Draco, I have to ask how long have you been having nightmare flash backs?" His questioned laced with concern.

"Since it started happening." Was the meek reply. Snape just got lost in thought staring at nothing at all.

"Sir?" Snape looked down at the blonde; he had none of his usual confidence or arrogance.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy?"

"You're not going to tell anyone, are you?" he asked, worried, slightly trembling still.

"Not at the moment, Mr. Malfoy, but I would like you to come back and see me in twos days, again after dinner, if you can."

Draco just nodded and looked down at his hands.

"Mr. Malfoy I want you to know that this was a very good decision of yours, I wished that you had come and confided in me sooner but as I attained from the beginning it is only just recently that you found out I myself wasn't a Death Eater." At this Snape's eyes slide over to Harry and the Gryffindor in question pointedly avoided the professors' gaze.

"I hope you know now that you can always under any circumstances come to me with your troubles."

"Yes, sir." Draco looked him in the eye.

"Alright, head back to your dorm and I want to see you in two days, okay?"

Draco gave a nod and lifted himself out of the chair. Harry's arm fell off of his shoulders with the movement.

They walked quietly back to their room, Harry occasionally bumping shoulders with Draco to let him know he was still there beside him.

When they arrived to the room, they silently changed into their pajamas and slide into bed. Harry put his back to Draco and tried to keep to his side of the bed when he felt Draco's body close to him and then a soft breath on his neck.

"Harry" he heard his name whispered "Harry, can I ask you something?"

He turned over to face the blonde and they were now almost nose to nose.

"Yeah, what do you need?" Harry's brow was knitted together in question.

"Um...do what you did in professor Snape's office?"

Harry thought for a moment confused, what did he do in Snape's room...

"Do you mean my arm around your shoulders?" He didn't see so much as feel the other boy nod his head.

"Okay." Harry agreed right away and Draco let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, he was glad that the lights were off he wasn't sure he would have been able to ask otherwise.

Harry put his arm around Draco, and he felt the other boy move closer to him and an arm snake around his waste. The Gryffindor realized that Draco needed the comfort and he was not going to hold it back from him. He felt Draco cuddled all the way into him pressing his body up against his, tucking his head under his chin.

If this is what Draco needed Harry would help.

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