A/N: I was quite inspired so I wrote hope you give reviews….

Chaper II: Sleeping Angel

That night, one ebony haired man, not nearly nineteen years of age, toss and turned in his sleep. The covers were strewn every which way as he relived the pain two months ago.

Voldemort had discovered about his weakness, not his muggle heritage, not his fear for his family or friends, but his weakness for one Draco Malfoy.

The dark lord had plan to abduct Draco and not the Grangers but asfter discovering about Snape's double life. Knowing this will get Draco's attention, he stage the whole Grangers kidnap to spite Harry and Draco but before Harry could stop the blonde, he had left.

On that night, the Grangers and Snape had escape thanks to Draco but shortly after they left the Manor, to protect Hermione, her mother shielded her from a curse thrown their way. Enraged, her father charged the Death Eater thus killing him as well. Hermione too shock to even cry killed every Death Eater there until Snape commanded her to apparate.

Inside the Manor, Draco didn't notice that the Dark Lord was hovering behind him. Before he could do as much flee, he was petrified.

That same night, the Dark Lord evaded Harry's dreams and showed him how he violated Draco's body with numerous things and how his Death Eaters punished Draco.

Breaking in sweat, he say how Draco was almost kissed by the Dark Lord---

"Nooooooo!" Harry screamed as he woke into the familiar place of his room. (Not the his bedroom because Draco was sleeping in there.)

Shaking his head to clear this up, he grabbed his cloak and proceeded to his room which was adjacent to the room he was staying.

Harry's POV

As I entered my room, my eyes quickly darted to the angelic figure lying in my bed. Even with the bandages, he still looked adorable. I walked towards my bed and gazed down at him.

'Draco, thank God you're alright…' thinking sappily, I softly caressed his forehead.

Kissing it lightly, I gathered some clothes before situating myself against the couch and watching him sleep.

Draco's POV

The next day, my eyes fluttered open as sunlight seem to radiate from the open window. Struggling to sit up (thankfully, I already could), he studied his surroundings as he looked for the bathroom.

'Very Slytherin, must be enchanted for me…' I thought as I surveyed the room.

My eyes widen as my gaze fell on Potter, well a part of him. He was clad in what I presume as the infamous Invisibility Cloak. He was sleeping soundly as though he hadn't slept at all. I was about to scold himfor being in here but the door quietly open, revealing Hermione tiptoeing in.

"Granger." I said, startling her and earning a glare. Sighing, I repeated, "Hermione, what is Potter doing here?"

"Good morning… and not so loud, he's obviously sleeping." She whispered casually walking towards the sexily sleeping git.

'Damn, why did he have to look so appealing…?'

Scowling, I glowered at her, "Doesn't he have a bed to sleep?"

I watched as she opened her mouth then closed before she pulled out her wand and levitated Har-Potter.

"Quite. I'll just get him to bed now and leave you. I'll send Mrs. Robins to check on you. Alright?" she smiled before she closed the door.

As if on cue, Mrs. Robins cheerfully came in and checked me up before she helped m out of bed to the bathroom.

In the kitchen there was a loud group of people merrily talking and eating. Plates and dishes came in and out of the room, clearing my throat, I drew the attention of everyone, especially Harry bloody Potter.

"Draco dear, you're up!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed before assisting me to a seat—next to Potter.

"Uh, thank you." I replied softly. As if not believing her ears, she blinked twice then blushed before sitting down next to her husband.

"Good morning Draco, sorry about this morning, I forgot you were already awake." Harry whispered against my ear.

'God, help me…'

"What were you doing anyway?" I whispered back.

"You were having nightmares when you were still um… indisposed so I usually watch you until you slept. Sorry again." He blushed before he turned to Charlie Weasley who was teasing Blaise.

"Hey Draco, what would you like?" Hermione asked me as she filled my plate with rice and viand.

"Uh, since you're already stuffing my plate. Anything you're eating." I smiled weakly at her, earning a blush.

Scooting near Hermione, I began talking to her animatedly. Apparently, Harry was the first one to wake and she was startled to find out that he wasn't in his den so she figured that he was with me. I also found out that Blaise is seemingly courting the younger Weasley girl. Ron was with Bill who was recovering from being bitten by Lycans. Percy had died under the Cruciatus curse while Pansy died under the hands of her own father.

Suddenly, I felt eyes were on me so I casually turn around to see Harry was watching Hermione and I talk.

"Yes?" I asked smugly.

As if he just notice watching me, he smiled and said, "I was just shock to see you talking to Hermione, that's all."

A snort came from Blaise who got a death glare from Harry.

Turning to Hermione, I cocked my brow, "what did I miss?"

She giggled before patting my hand and resume eating. It seems that I could never get an answer out of her, I watched Harry eating until he looked at me and asked, "what?"

"Can you pass the bread?" I asked. Blinking as if he expected me to ask him abou the snort, he absently grab the bread basket and handed it to me.

"Thank you."

"uh.. you're welcome?" he replied still looking at me.

"What?" I asked, I was beginning to enjoy teasing him this way.

"You're being civil. Alright, what do you want?" he looked at me skeptically.

"I want to talk to you later."

Nodding, he resumed eating. Grabbing a loaf of bread before I turned to Hermione and interrogated her about this place.

It was quite a wonderful breakfast and an entertaining one as well since after a few minutes, Aunt Tonks, Prof. Lupin, Sev and Prof. McGonagall arrived bickering at each other.

I was lazily watching the leaves fall before I felt a presence behind me.

"Hey, you wanted to talk?" he asked sitting across me.

"Yes. Where's my wand?" I asked seriously.

"I thought you'd never ask. Its with Snape. Was that all?"

"No. What happened to her parents?"

"they died saving her."

"What about my mother?"

"She's fine. She's staying with Tonks."

"What am I going to do now?"

"What do you mean?"

"well, aren't you an auror?"

"Yes, but so are you."

Staring at him incredulously, "Pardon?"

Smirking, "You saved lives as well." He paused before smiling.

"I see. So, when did Blaise snort during breakfast?" I asked, crossing my legs.

Blushing, he smiled before he replied, "Oh that was nothing… just teasing."

"I think I know what it means, what I want to know is what was he teasing you about?" I asked.

But before he could reply, Hermione came in and kissed him goodbye (ON THE LIPS!) before she kissed me and left.

"What was that?"

"Oh, she does that often nowadays."

"Wait, I forgot, so Ron is your partner then."

"Huh?" he looked at me reprehensibly. "What do you mean?"

"Well, every auror has a partner, right?" Nodding, he coaxed me to continue, "well, I just presume that he's your partner."

"He's not."

"Oh, then who?" curiosity getting the best of me.

"You." We both turn to find Blaise there smirking.

"Hey Blaise… uh, why don't you talk for a while. I have to… uh.. attend to something." He pushed Blaise towards me.

"What the bloody hell was that all about?" I screamed at Blaise warrant a scowl from Mrs. Robins from across the hall.

"Oh, nothing much."

"Blaise, is Pot-Harry getting married to Hermione?" I asked.

"What?" he asked before recovering. "Maybe."