We've gotten a lot of Draco POV lately so here's another Briar POV. You're welcome! Also, yes, Draco is a little more lovey dovey than his character was in the books and movies, but I believe we all become lovey dovey for the right person. Don't worry, we'll see snob Draco in later chapters when he has to keep up his act.

Briar POV

Previously…

"That man is going to die from lack of emotion one of these days," I state causing Sirius to laugh loudly with his head tilted back. I giggle softly before I hear a gasp behind me. I see Sirius' eyes focus on something behind me and he smiles softly at me. Placing a hand on my shoulder briefly as he walks past me, he leaves the room leaving me to turn and face whoever gasped. After what seems like forever, the moment I've waited two months for finally happens. Facing the person in the doorway, green eyes meet shocked blue eyes and a smile spreads across both of our faces.

Draco.

Staring at his blue eyes, I can't feel my body's soreness anymore. All I can feel is warmth and the itch to be in his arms.

"Briar," he whispers as he stares at me in disbelief. "Are you actually here? Oh Merlin, please tell me I'm not dreaming again," he mutters mostly to himself and I find myself chuckling at his inner monologue being spoken out loud.

"Draco," I yelp happily. My feet rush towards him and in the blink of an eye, I'm home. His arms wrap around me as I hear his gasp at my body impacting against his.

"You're real! Oh, thank Merlin," he whimpers into my hair as his arms squeeze me to him tighter. My hands wrap tightly around his neck as he lifts me slightly so my toes are barely brushing the ground. His body shudders and I find myself straddling his hips as he sits on the floor. His hands greedily skim every part of my body as if trying to remember everything about me before his hands settle on my cheeks. He gently coaxes my face back so he can stare at me with his tearful yet happy gaze. I'm sure my face looks just as equally tearful yet happy. His thumbs stroke my cheeks and I stare at him to memorize everything about his handsome face. From his blue, watery eyes to his sharp cheekbones, all the way to his smiling lips. Leaning forward, I seal my lips to his for a quick kiss before pulling back. I would've kissed him longer, but I can't stop smiling as I gaze at him.

"I came home, Draco. I promised you I would in the dream and I kept my promise," I whisper as I stare into his eyes. If it's even possible, his smile gets bigger as he pulls me into his embrace and cradles my face into his chest. I find myself curled up on his lap as his entire body cocoons me with warmth.

"Thank you for keeping that promise, my doe. I was going crazy without you," he whispers into my hair. "I know I should be angry at you for what you did, but I'm just so relieved you're alive. I was starting to lose hope that you would wake up," he admits sadly. I look up to see him looking down at me sadly.

"I'm so sorry, my dragon," I sob softly as I caress his cheek with my hand. He closes his eyes and leans into my touch causing me to smile gently. "A part of me knew I wouldn't be coming back and that wasn't fair to you. If I'm ever in that situation again, I will speak to you about it. I shouldn't have kept that from you." His eyes snap open and stares at me passionately as he grasps the hand that was holding his cheek in his. He brings it down to his clothed chest and speaks with an urgent bite to his tone.

"No. You will never be in a situation like this ever again. I'm going to protect you just like I promised. I know I can't stop you from doing what you want because you're a stubborn little thing and Merlin knows I love that about you, but you're never going into a situation alone. Never again. I can't go through almost losing you again. Do you feel this?" He places my palm against where his heart is. "This was breaking every day at the thought of you never coming back to me. Do you even understand how devastated I was when I actually thought you were dead and not in a coma? I didn't leave my bed for three days, Briar. Three," he mutters desperately.

"Oh, my dragon…I'm so…" He cuts me off.

"No, please don't apologize. I understand why you did what you did. Merlin knows I would've done the same thing if you were the one in Sirius's place, but please, Briar. Please," his voice breaks as he shakes his head. "I can't go through something like this again and not be there with you so we're doing everything together from now on. I'm never letting you fend for yourself ever again. Am I being clear?" I nod my head in understanding and gaze down at his lips that have drawn themselves into a pout. I slide my hand from his chest into his hair and pull his lips down to mine for a quick kiss.

"I understand," I whisper against his lips before leaning in to draw him closer. My fingers tug at his hair causing him to release a groan. I lightly bite his lip teasingly and he growls against my lips before kissing me with more force. His hands grasp my hips and pull me against him so I'm straddling him again, forcing his head to tilt back slightly. His hands grasp at me desperately to pull me closer and find my upper body flush against his as my hands grab his cheeks. I rub my hand back and forth on his cheek in a loving caress and feel his hands slip under the shirt I'm wearing. His warm hands against my skin releases a whimper deep from my chest. He pulls back and rests his forehead against mine. We both try to catch our breath as his hands rub along my sides under my shirt and mine settle on his shoulders.

"I missed you so much," he rasps out as he struggles to catch his breath. I place a lingering kiss on his lips before resting my forehead back against his.

"I missed you too, Dray," I whisper. My hands wander to the back of his head and tugs at his hair slightly. He groans and presses my body closer to his. I can feel his hardness pressed against the inner part of my thigh in excitement.

"Please behave, love. You just woke up and we don't know if your body is fully healed." I can tell it takes all of his self-control to say that, but I've gone two months without his touch. Even if it doesn't lead to anything more, I need him to hold me for as long as I can keep him here.

"Please stay," I murmur. "I know you can't stay long because you have to keep appearances up out in the real world, but please. Stay and hold me. Just for a little while," I beg. He nods his head and kisses my forehead. I smile softly and pull back to look into his eyes. The haunted look I had seen when he first showed up in the doorway is completely gone now.

"We should get you to bed. Your body needs all of the rest you can give it." I roll my eyes.

"Love, I just woke up from a coma. I think I'm very well rested," I say disdainfully at the thought of more sleep. Some part of me would even admit I'm afraid I'll slip back into my coma. He chuckles as my attitude and pulls me in for a quick, but passionate kiss that leaves me breathless.

"Baby, sleep and a coma are two completely different things. Come on, I'll carry you if you want?" I blush and slowly nod my head while looking down at the floor in embarrassment for agreeing to him carrying me. He chuckles and I shiver at the deep rumbling sound of it from deep in his chest.

He lifts me into his arms and makes sure I'm situated before moving towards the room I have been unconscious in for two months. We pass Molly, Sirius, and Severus who are sitting in the small living room smiling or smirking at us, depending on which one you look at, and make our way upstairs. I rest my cheek on his shoulder and gaze up lovingly at his face. He must feel my eyes because he makes eye contact with me before smiling, kissing my forehead, and looking forward again so we don't stumble up the stairs.

Once we make it to the bedroom, he goes to set me on the bed when I stop him.

"Wait! Could I um…" I pause and feel my cheeks warm up. He looks at me in concern and I decide to just ask so I don't concern him unnecessarily. "I want to take a shower and freshen up before going to bed," I whisper as I avoid his face. He places me on my feet and nods his head with a smile. I quickly rush to the bathroom and go about taking a shower, brushing my hair, brushing my teeth, and using the bathroom. Finally done about twenty minutes later, I look around and realize I didn't bring any clothes to change in. Another realization hits me when I realize I probably don't even have clothes here that are mine. Taking a deep breath, I hurry across the hallway and skirt into the bedroom before quietly shutting the door so no one can walk in and see me in just a towel. I hear Draco groan behind me and turn to see him gazing appreciatively at my towel clad body.

"I realized I don't have a change of clothes and I don't want to put on the dirty clothes I had on," I trail off and stare at him, but his eyes are still on my scantily dressed body. He stalks towards me slowly before he's standing in front of me and I take the time to fully appreciate his outfit. He's wearing his favorite pair of black dress pants, a black button-down, and a black t-shirt under the button down. His cologne meets my nose and I groan at the familiar scent.

"Don't groan like that, love, or there won't be any sleeping tonight," he growls playfully. I stare at him bravely and tilt my chin up slightly.

"What if that was my plan all along?" His eyes dilate at he looks down to take in my towel clad body again before leaning forward towards my face again. I close my eyes and wait a few seconds, but don't feel his lips on mine. Curiously, I find him smirking at me and holding out his button-down shirt out to me. Rolling my eyes, I snatch it from him before an idea pops into my head. Before he can turn away, I drop my towel and his eyes widen at the sight of my naked body.

"See something you like, Mr. Malfoy?" He groans and shakes his head. I stare at him in confusion before I realize we've had a very similar conversation like this before.

"No, Ms. Griffin. I see someone I love," he whispers as he drinks in the sight of me standing there in nothing. I go to open my mouth to reply when there's a knock on the door. I quickly wrap his shirt around me and start to button up the shirt. Once I finish, I nod to Draco and he goes to open the door to reveal Sirius holding some clothes. He takes in my outfit and chuckles.

"Well, I brought you some clothes, but I take it you both already figured that obstacle out," Sirius teases as he turns to Draco. He freezes and his playful smirk falls before being replaced by a blank stare. I look at him in confusion, but he hands me the clothes with a smile before pulling the door closed behind him as he leaves the room. With the clothes in my hand, I turn to find Draco with his arms crossed and looking down at the floor.

"Draco? What just happened?" He can't meet my eyes. I let out a huff and place the clothes on the night stand before quickly slipping on the panties that came with them, but opted to keep Draco's shirt on instead of changing. It smelled like him.

I sit on the bed and pat next to me to signal I want him to sit next to me. He slowly makes his way towards me and sits across from me, but far enough away that he won't touch me. His eyes hesitantly meet mine before he extends his left forearm. I look down and gasp as I see the Dark Mark on his arm.

Draco really is a Death Eater.