Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything like that.

apology: I posted ch. 6 and then saw a fatal error I made and deleted it and then reposted. Sorry to those who got a bit confused. It just bugged me to no end.

This chapter is a bit more like filler and some slash between the boys towards the end. Even heroes need a break sometimes. So don't expect much action. I hope you enjoy and please review and let me know. The next chapter will probably be written tomorrow and will be posted as soon as possible. It should include the trial, the testimony, the verdict, and anything else I decide to throw in.

Harry woke up around 3 am when he felt Draco shaking in his arms again.

"Draco! Wake up! It's just a nightmare! Wake up!"

Draco woke up with a shock. Harry was next to him, holding him tightly. Draco could barely believe his eyes and reached up to touch Harry's cheek.

"You're here...?" he whispered with disbelief. Harry pressed Draco's hand to his cheek with his own hand.

"I'm here Draco," he whispered gently. "I won't leave you. Not again."

"Harry... they... they used the suggestion spell on me... they made me believe you didn't love me..."

"Shhh... shhh.. It's all right... I know."

"How?"

"Madame Pomfrey. She told me what they did to you. I filled in the blanks."

"Harry... I didn't want to..."

"I know you didn't. It's all right." Harry held Draco tightly and stroked his hair.

"They'll come after me again..."

"No they won't. I can assure you of that."

"They tracked me down from Romania. I'm sure they'll find me anywhere."

"They won't. They're in Azkaban." Draco looked at him in shock.

"Harry, how did I get here? What happened?"

"You don't remember?" said Harry gently. He wasn't that surprised since Draco was pretty out of it when he rescued him even after the strengthening potion. He told him about the rescue.

"What happened to them?"

"Officers were sent and they captured three of them at the mansion."

"Sam got away didn't he?" Harry was slightly surprised, but this was Draco's relative.

"Yes, he did. But they caught him too." Draco stared at Harry with disbelief on his face.

"How? How could they have caught him?" Harry took a deep breath. Draco would find out sooner or later, and it was probably best that it came from him. He told him everything that had happened before the officers took him away.

Harry shut his eyes and steeled his nerves for anything. "I'm sorry," he said to Draco. He felt Draco's hand touch his cheek and he opened his eyes to look into Draco's gray eyes.

"What are you sorry for?"

"For going to work, for not being there, for even thinking about the things that I said to trap Sam, for-" His words were stopped short by Draco's mouth giving him a fiery kiss. He closed his eyes and let himself get lost in the kiss. Draco pulled him closer to him and whispered in his ear,

"Weren't you the one who told me not to be sorry about anything? You went to work, that's what you do. If you had been home they probably would have taken you too. But you were able to rescue me. You got the people who hurt me captured, including Sam. It doesn't matter what you said to him to capture him, I know you and I know that you're not Sam. You're my Harry Potter, and you're here with me now. That's all that matters." Harry held Draco closer to him and gently kissed him on the neck.

"Go back to sleep my love. You need your strength." Draco soon fell asleep in Harry's arms.

A few hours later Harry was sitting on his chair once again, reading a book, and watching Draco sleep. He heard quiet footsteps approaching and he knew that it was most likely Dumbledore.

"Good morning Professor Dumbledore," said Harry turning to the professor as he quietly slipped through the privacy curtain.

"How is he this morning Harry?" asked Dumbledore quietly.

"A couple of nightmares last night, but otherwise he's doing well. I'm sorry if I was short with you last night, sir. I wasn't feeling well."

"Harry, I have been called some of the worst things known to the world of wizardry. You telling me that you didn't want to be spoken to until the morning I considered to be a simple statement of fact as to how you were feeling and nothing more, so there is no need to apologize. May I sit down?" Harry nodded and Dumbledore sat in the chair next to him.

"He did wake up this morning. I told him that everyone who hurt him was in Azkaban and how I captured Sam."

"Did you tell him about the trial?"

"Not yet. I wanted to give him the good news first and assure him that he was safe."

"I understand. I also came to tell you that they've decided to start the trial next Wednesday. They want Draco to be there at the very beginning."

"I'll do my best to prepare him."

"I know, Harry. I'll have Madame Pomfrey deliver you some lunch."

"Thank you professor, for everything you've done."

"Think nothing of it, Harry." Dumbledore patted Harry on the shoulder before he left.

Madame Pomfrey delivered lunch for both Harry and Draco around the time Draco woke up again.

"How are you feeling?" asked Harry gently.

"I'm feeling better," said Draco while eating his sandwich. "I would like to get back to your house soon."

"We should be back in a couple of days. But then we have some business to attend to." Draco stopped chewing and looked up at Harry. "They're putting the wizards who hurt you on trial next Wednesday. They want you to be there. They also want you to testify about what they did to you." Draco swallowed hard and put down his sandwich. "Dumbledore just told me today when it was going to be. But I did know what you would have to testify. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier." Draco shrugged.

"You told me now instead of next Tuesday."

"Well, if I had told you then, I would expect to be killed."

"So, next Wednesday." Harry nodded. Draco's hand hesitantly reached out towards Harry. Harry put down his sandwich and gently took Draco's hand in his. "Will you be there?" Draco's voice sounded nervous and almost scared.

"Of course I'll be there. I won't leave your side again." Harry kissed Draco's hand gently. Draco put the tray on his legs onto the the side table and pulled Harry towards him. Harry got up from his chair and sat down next to Draco on the bed. Draco touched Harry's cheek and stared into the green eyes he had fallen in love with.

"Kiss me, please," he whispered. Harry kissed him gently. Then Harry laid down on the bed and gently pulled Draco down next to him. Draco cuddled next to him and rested his head on Harry's shoulder. "I want to be home with you soon."

"We will be," said Harry quietly. He kissed Draco's forehead and held him tightly. Draco fell asleep again in Harry's arms.

A few days later Draco and Harry were back at Harry's house. Draco was taking a nap in Harry's bed while Harry was downstairs fixing the broken window in the door. Draco came down the stairs and watched Harry fixing the window.

"Did Sam or one of the others do that?" Draco asked causally. Harry glanced at the healing cuts on his fingers.

"Actually, I did this when I realized you were gone," said Harry concentrating on the window. Draco quickly walked forward and embraced Harry from behind. Harry smiled and interlaced his fingers with Draco's. "I'm all right Draco, I was just angry at myself."

"I know that," said Draco before putting a kiss on Harry's neck. Harry let his eyes close and he moaned quietly. Draco's hands began to roam all over Harry's body and went under his shirt which he quickly pulled off Harry's body. Harry shivered as Draco kissed him down his spine. He clutched at Draco's hands tighter and gasped as Draco nibbled on his neck.

"So," Harry said as Draco walked around to face Harry, "would you like to continue this here, or upstairs?" Draco bit his lip as he drank in Harry's defined chest and Harry's dark desiring eyes.

"I think we'll be more comfortable upstairs on your bed," said Draco while running his hands up Harry's bare chest. Harry leaned forward and kissed Draco gently before taking Draco by the hand and leading him upstairs. Once inside the room with the door shut the two attacked each other with the passion they had been saving for days since Draco had been captured. They stripped each other of their clothes as fast as they could and fell on top of each other on the bed. They giggled like little boys as they rolled around together on the bed until Draco ended up on top. Draco took off Harry's glasses and put them on the bedside table. He looked into Harry's eyes and saw only love and desire.

"I love you Harry," he said pushing Harry's hair away from his eyes.

"I love you Draco," Harry replied. Draco shifted against Harry and their hard desires rubbed against each other with a great friction that made both of them gasp.

"Harry..." Draco gasped out, trying to find a way to tell him that this was the best he could do now.

"It's all right..." Harry replied before Draco could say anything more. He wanted his lover to know that he all ready knew and it didn't matter that this was all he could do now. Draco kept thrusting against Harry until the both of them screamed with their release. Draco laid down on Harry's chest and Harry held him close.

"We should shower," said Draco with a content sigh.

"Mmmm.." said Harry as he kissed Draco's forehead. "Want to take it together?"

"Will we have time for dinner?"

"It's pot roast Malfoy, it cooks for hours." Harry winked at him and then the two of them sprinted to the shower. On the way Draco smaked Harry in the butt.

"Ow! What was that for?" Harry asked rubbing the offended part.

"For calling me Malfoy," said Draco as he turned on the hot water. Harry turned Draco around and kissed him passionately.

"I love you, Draco," he said again as they stumbled into the shower.

"I love you, Harry."