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Chapter 7-Shouting at the Stars

Three sets of eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the morning light. Pleasant warmth was the only feeling they had at the moment and none of them wanted to move. Minutes, they wished could last for hours, past by before Sinilu finally stretched it's wings and flew over to the window to begin cleaning it's wings.

Harry tilted his head to the side to look at Draco, who was still snuggled close to his side: his arm wrapped protectively around the young blond.

"You awake?" Harry asked groggily. Draco's head turned in response and as their eyes locked, Draco slowly nodded.

"We don't have to get up yet, though, do we?" Draco's voice was quiet and after the long moment of silence, he thought that perhaps Harry hadn't heard him.

"Not if you don't want to." Harry finally replied as he turned his head to stare at the ceiling. Draco sighed and snuggled deeper into Harry.

They couldn't explain it, but things just felt so right.

Until now, Draco had always felt so afraid, but for some reason, being here with Harry like this made all of his fears and worries wash away, and left in it's place was a feeling of belonging: one he was sure he'd never really felt before, one he never wanted to let go of.

For the first time ever, Harry didn't feel so alone anymore. He finally had someone who had been through a similar experience, someone he could relate to and who could relate to himself. It was a feeling of understanding and peace and Harry feared that now that he'd experienced it, he'd never be able to live with out it.

But they'd both have to eventually. When they returned to Hogwarts, would they also return to the disguises they had always become so accustomed to: hating each other and pretending that the world was as perfect as ever? Neither thought they could do it, and neither wanted to.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door and both boys jumped up in shock. They tumbled off the bed and as they both hit the ground, one on top of the other, their lips met. Draco just lay there pinned beneath Harry. Neither dared to move. The moment seemed to perfect, but was it right?

Almost simultaneously, the two pulled sharply back and Harry hastily got to his feet. His head felt so light and he found himself falling back to the ground. Draco caught him in his arms and cradled Harry's head in his lap.

"Harry are you ok?" Harry mumbled incoherently and Draco's face quickly shifted from shock to worry.

Sinilu let out a small tweet reminding Draco about the door before flying over and grasping Harry's shirt collar with her talons and pulling him towards the bathroom. Draco starred at Sinilu for a moment, shocked at how strong the tiny bird was, before going to the door.

He listened through the door for a moment, but heard nothing. He slowly unlocked and opened the door and found a tray of food sitting on the floor. There was a note scribbled on a tiny parchment tucked halfway under the plate and Draco picked it up. It merely said, 'Enjoy the breakfast; I'll pick up all the dishes later. Stay safe today! Tom.

Draco smiled as he picked up the tray and brought the food inside, setting it down beside the tray from last night's dinner and then made his way over to the bathroom. He opened the door to find Harry sitting against the side of the tub with Sinilu perched on his shoulder.

Draco knelt down beside Harry.

"You ok?" Harry simply nodded. Both boys were silent for a moment, each wondering what the other was thinking. That kiss. Was it a kiss? Was it an accident? Did it mean anything? As perfect as it felt, it had to, right?

Harry looked at Draco and the words began to stumble from his mouth.

"That...well...you know...what happened earlier...it...I..." Draco pressed his finger against Harry's lips to silence him.

"Shhh...it's ok...it was an accident right?" Harry looked hurt, but nodded anyways.

"Then let's just forget about it, ok?" What was he saying? How could he possibly forget about it? Something that perfect was not going to simply disappear from his mind just because he didn't think it was right.

Once again Harry merely nodded, the hurt look still etched on his face.

"Let's get you back to bed and make sure all your wounds healed." Draco helped Harry to his feet, but the worry was getting to him. Harry was putting almost all of his weight on Draco and by the grimace on Harry's face; Draco knew it wasn't on purpose.

Sinilu flew off of Harry's shoulder and perched itself on the edge of the food tray, as Draco led Harry over to the bed and sat him down. He helped Harry remove his shirt and then removed the makeshift bandages. Draco was at the least relieved that all of the bruises and cuts that had covered Harry's bodied only the day before were gone. He pressed his fingers gently against Harry's chest, testing his ribs, and was pleased to find them all healed. Unfortunately, where the hole in Harry's shoulder had been, there still resided a large circular scar.

Draco sighed, before realizing that Harry looked as though he was about to pass out. He helped Harry lie back on the bed and tucked him beneath the covers. He couldn't understand it. What was wrong with Harry? His wounds were healed, so why did he seem so weak?

Draco sat down on the edge of the bed and starred sadly at Harry as his eyes slowly began to close.

"Harry?! Don't fall asleep on me!" Draco shook Harry's shoulders until his eyes opened again. "Harry, what's wrong!"

"I don't know. I'm just so tired." Harry mumbled. Draco didn't know what to do. He'd given Harry the proper potions and from the appearance, they seemed to have worked. What went wrong? What was he supposed to do?

"Harry, did you bring anything with you, like your wand, or anything?" Harry shook his head.

"We have to go get my things." Draco nodded.

"Where is your muggle residence?"

"Four Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey. Are we going there now?" Draco looked sharply at Harry.

"There is no we, Harry. There's something wrong with you and until I can figure out what it is, you're not leaving that bed." Harry shot Draco a dirty look.

"My stuff is hidden under a loose floorboard in my room. You're going to need my help to find it." Draco sneered at Harry.

"I'll find it sooner or later without your help."

"I don't care", Harry shouted back, "It's my stuff and I'm going!"

"No you're not!" Draco shot back.

"Yes I am, and you can't stop me!"

"Fine! Go ahead and come! But don't come crying to me when someone sees you, and you're forced to either tell them the truth or go back to those muggles, and I know you don't want to do either, am I right?!" Harry just sat there starring at the covers he was fumbling nervously with.

"AM I RIGHT", Draco shouted again.

"Yes...yes you're right, ok! Just go!" Harry shouted back as he starred fiercely at Draco.

"Look Harry..." Draco whispered gently. But Harry never gave him a chance to finish.

"I SAID JUST GO YOU STUPID FERRET!" Draco froze. He didn't know why, but those words hurt so much. His eyes began to water as he starred at Harry in complete shock; a look of utter hurt strewn painfully across his face.

Harry realized too late what he was saying. There was no way to take it back now. He'd caused that pained look on Draco's face, and it hurt. He was a horrible person, who didn't deserve someone like Draco caring for him. Draco was only looking out for Harry's well being, and here he had just yelled at him for doing nothing more than caring.

"Draco..." Before Harry could even begin to apologize, Draco bolted from the room: locking the door behind him. Tears were gently pouring down his cheeks as he ran through the hallway and down the stairs; refusing to stop until he'd raced clear out of the Leaky Cauldron and was standing on the empty muggle street.

After everything he had done for him, how could Harry have said something like that? He couldn't have really meant it, could he? Draco started slightly as Sinilu flew down and perched herself on his shoulder. Sinilu nuzzled his cheek, and Draco couldn't help but smile.

"He didn't really mean it did he?" Sinilu gave him a look that could only mean one thing. "I guess your right." Draco gave a small sniffle as he wiped his eyes. Hopefully, by the time he got back from retrieving Harry's things, they'd both be calm enough to apologize and forgive each other. Draco sighed sadly as he began walking down the street in search of someone who could tell him where Little Whinging was.

Harry had watched helplessly as Draco had bolted from the room, slamming and locking the door behind him.

"DRACO...WAIT!" Harry shouted, "Sinilu, stay with him!" Sinilu gave an affirmative tweet and flew out of the window.

Harry threw himself out of the bed and stumbled toward the door. He couldn't let Draco leave being upset or thinking that he had really meant something like that. Harry reached for the door, but his head was swimming and he started to sway. His hand shook with small tremors and his eyes began to cloud over, until he collapsed to the ground.

"Dra...co..." Harry whispered as he passed out.

The apothecary shopkeeper slowly made his way up the stairs of the Leaky Cauldron and walked quietly down the hallway. He chuckled to himself at he thought of the naive blond-haired boy who had stolen the potions from his shop the day before. Swiping his room key and making a copy of it had been all too easy. And of course the boy had suspected nothing when he'd returned it; simply happy to get out of there without being thrown in Azkaban.

It was the particular potions the boy had taken, though, that had stopped him from turning the boy in. When you're stealing healing potions, it must be for an emergency, and the shopkeeper just couldn't control his curiosity, besides the fact that the boy had forgotten a very vital potion.

He stopped in front of room 13 and knocked quietly. There was no answer. He knocked again, but the result was the same. He took out the replica key and unlocked the door; opening it slowly until it suddenly stopped. The door was stuck. He peered around the door and was surprised by what had stopped it.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" The shopkeeper squeezed inside the door and closed it behind him.

Painted Fire: Oh no, no, no, I greatly enjoy when people point out mistakes that I make. I hope I fixed them all. If you find any mistakes in this chapter, please let me know. Oh, and I'm glad you like it so far.

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