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The next day, Draco and Harry avoided contact from one another. Not to say they didn't stay in the same room. The two just didn't talk, look eachother in the eyes, or get too near. The only things Draco did say were kept brief.

"Eat breakfast, please."

" ok..."

"The healing potions are almost ready."

"Alright, thanks."

Then, something out of the blue happened, "Dumbleddore's here to talk to you." Harry looked over towards the door as a bispectacled, grey bearded man walked through it. Dumbledore glanced around the room before putting attention on Harry, "Well, they certantly are keeping you have nicely aren't they?" Dumbledore said with a chuckle. "Yes, I guess they are." Harry gulped. For some strange reason, he was afreaid of the Headmaster.

"I'm here because I need you to tll me about the night you defeated Voldemort." Oh yeah, that was why. "I really don't want to." Harry looked down into his lap. Dumbledore sighed, "Harry this is very important! It's going down in history and is being put in the news. Also, people want to know. Dumbledore looked at him with a kind face. "I really don't care. I mean, it's not that big of a deal, me telling you but I just don't want to talk about it now." Harry looked at the wall behind Dumbledores head.

A cold hand had rested itself on Harry's shoulder, "You shouldn't NOT want to talk about it. Besides, we all know your just feighning modesty." Draco smiled and atted Harry's shoulder. "So, You know my secrete?" Harry smirked but then turned towards Dumbledore, "I'll talk to you but...I want Draco to leave the room. Sorry mate!" Harry waved at Draco as he rolled his eyes and left the room.

Harry wanted this done as fast as possible, "Alright, this is as descriptive as I'm going to get and don't interupt me." then Harry plunged into the memory. He retold the emotional tale as fast as he could.

"So, I got another message telling me another bunch of wizards and witches had just been died because of Voldemort. I was sick of him, it was the last straw. So, I got my want and broom ready then I flew out to a secluded area and called for him. I wasn't expecting it to work, I was just mad. Out of nowhere he apparated to the left of me and threw a curse at me and I reflexted it was a blocking charm. We dueled for about an hour or so and then I realized that I wasn't going to win with us having brother wands. So, I tackled him and wrenched his wand out of his hand and broke it into two. I somehow got shoved off of him and somehow he conjured up another wand. I was hating him more than I ever had right then and yelled, "This is the end..." Harry paused for a moment but then rushed the rest out.

"Can you get me a glass of water?" Dumbledore quickly supplied Harry with a cold glass of water. Harry took a swip from the glass and set it down with a clink. Dumbledore was stroking his beard, "Thank you Harry, for everything you've done for this world. I'm also heartfully sorry for everything you've had to go through." Harry blinked at the old man, he was speechless. Finally Harry managed a, "...thanks."

Dumbledore smiled, "No need for that...Oh and Ms. Granger and Mr. Weasley are here to visit you. I suspect they will come in when I leave." Dumbledore stood up and then Harry blurted, " Can I visit you at Hogwarts sometime? Or owl you?" Dumbledore smiled, "Any time you wish it so." and he walked out of the room.

Hermione and Ron burst through the doors, not a minute after Dumbledore left. "Hey mate! How are you?" Ron asked. Harry grinned at his friend, "I'm alright! You?" Ron furiously nodded his head, " Good too, just missed you tons." "We were very worried about you Harry." a quiet, melliflous voice said behind Ron. "Of course you were Hermione!" Harry laughed. Hermione came up and hugged him. The three continued talking for quite some time. Harry was at ease for the first time in a long time. His two best friends were talking pleasently but was turning into a bicker and there was nothing to worry about.

Abruptly, his peace was shattered as a rather angry looking Draco charged into the room and stated in a monotone voice, "Visiting hours are over, Please remove yourselves from the hospital and visit Harry another time." Ron looked at Harry shocked. Due to seeing Draco there, no doubt. Hermione tugged Ron out of the room. Draco's gaze burned into his face and Harry found that he couldn't look Draco in the eyes.

He heard the door slam and was followed with an ear-deafening silence followed. Harry glanced around the empty room.

Harry's eyebrow quirked when he saw a clean little desk in the corner. He slid out of bed and walked crippidly over to the desk. He saw stacks of papers to the sides, a stapler, tape, and things that belonged on a regular desk. In the middle of the desk, however was a piece of paper that was in the open. Harry sat in the desk chair so he could read the note and because his legs were starting to shake. The letter wasn't written but was made out of letters cut from magazines.

Harry knew he shouldn't read it but there wasn't anything else to do and so Harry read.

"Dear Draco,

Traitor. Dirty Mudblood. That's what you are. Filthy man! Discusting homosexual. Disgracing the family name in every way you can! Then hiding from your fathers punishment!"

Then a hand painfully jerked hin and he fell off the chair, "how DARE you read my mail!" Harrys eyes flashed up into tear specked, grey eyes that were consumed with anger. "I'm...sorry." Harry gulped, he had never seen Draco so mad. Draco grabbed the note and shredded it, "HOPE YOUR HAPPY NOW!" Draco screetched at someone, Harry wasn't sure if it was directed at him or not since Draco had been staring at the wall when he said it. When Harry glanced back at Draco, he was stomping towards the door. Half filled with boredom, half happiness and something else Harry ran after the blonde.

He barely reached him when he legs tightened up and spazed, "Oh shit..." Harry muttered and reached his hand out. It made contact with Draco's shoulder and they both tumbled down. Draco had turned towards Harry before he started to fall. So when they landed, Draco was on his side and Harry had his stomach jutting into Draco's hip bone. "Errr...this works too." Harry thought.

"Why'd you get so mad? It was hate mail anyways. Plus, I'm very sorry Draco...I'm sorry for reading your mail I shouldn't have." Harry said solomly. The something unexpected happened. Draco looked at Harry like he was God, then opened his mouth to speak. Harry was expecting an apology for going all wako and then they could be all dandy towards one another again but. that's a little diffrent from what happened.

Draco's awefilled eyes then overfilled with tears and a sob shook his small figure. Draco covered his face with his hands and a sob broke out and echoed off the walls. Draco couldn't hold it in anymore, he started crying and sobbing loudly. Harry stared down at the mess below him.

Was that really Draco? Blonde hair? Yeah. Silver eyes? Filled with tears but yes. The nurse? Yes. Telled at him just five seconds ago? Yup the went crazy and ripped hie mail up? yeah, that would be the one.

Harry bit his lip and felt for the first time, like not hurting the Slytherin. Harry's eyes softened and clumisly he fell off Draco's side and landed infront of him. Harry lightly wrapped his arms around him and rubbed his back. For a long time they layed there. Draco, cradled in Harry's arms, letting everything out. Harry, holding the evidentely hurt Draco.

That's how they both fell asleep.

Ok so thats it! Review and hopefully not too much was bad! Thanks tati and kitofangirl for bribing me and threatening me!