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Draco woke up as a fist slammed into his face.

"What the fuck?"

Harry was writhing in the bed, his face contorted with pain. His muscles were all tensed and the scar on his forehead was an angry red color. He continued kicking about the bed, but Draco ignored the repeated blows he received in his attempts to calm Harry.

"Harry! Harry, love, please wake up. Harry!" Draco's voice reached hysteric proportions as Ron and Seamus came running into the dorms.

"Help me."

Ron and Seamus grabbed hold of Harry's legs as Draco threw himself on top of Harry and lay there. The three boys were able to control his limbs, but Harry's face was frozen in pain. Draco lay there and began to whisper in his ear.

"Harry, love, I'm here. Dray's here. You're at Hogwarts; you can relax. You're safe. I've got you and I won't let you go. Come back to me, Harry. Harry, I love you. Ron and Seamus are here too. We've got you."

Harry's muscles began to loosen as Draco spoke. Carefully, the other two boys let go of Harry and when they saw that his movements had stopped; they crept out of the dorm. Gradually, Harry's anguished visage transformed into a look of pure exhaustion and he opened his eyes.

"Dray?"

"I'm here, Harry."

"Dray, go get some parchment."

"What?"

"I've got to write to Dumbledore. I had a vision."

"You're a Seer?"

"Not exactly, please just get the parchment and a quill."

"Ok, but you will explain this to me later."

"I promise."

Laboriously, Harry scribbled a note to Dumbledore.

Headmaster,
I have just woken from a vision. Voldemort will attack Diagon Alley, specifically Ollivander's on November 23rd. I saw him telling Wormtail of this plan. You had better send Poppy to Professor Snape, as he is severely injured. The Dark Lord suspects him of working for you and I would advise that he give up his role as a spy. The next meeting may be his last.

Please do not send anyone to fetch me. I will come to your office at some point in the evening or tomorrow, depending on when I am rid of the effects. Do not worry, I am fine. Draco is here and this time, I will not forget to put up my barriers before I go to sleep.
Harry.

"Dray, I'm sorry to ask this, but can you please take this to Hedwig, Dumbledore needs to get this five minutes ago."

"Of course, Harry."

"Thank you for that and before, please hurry back."

Harry lay back in the bed after Draco left. He stared out of the window as he thought. It was time to fight and end it all. He would either save the world or die. Absently wandering in his mind, Harry began to think about Hermione and Ron, wishing he could protect them. Protect. Draco. Draco was in more danger than anyone was. He was Harry's most loved thing. Voldemort would no doubt use him to get to Harry, taking perverse pleasure in a torturing a traitor and the Boy Who Lived's love. He couldn't let that happen.

"I'm back, Harry. Dumbledore sent a pain killing potion for you."

"Thanks, Draco."

"What's wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"You called me Draco."

"Oh, I guess the vision."

"Harry, don't do that. I can tell when you are withdrawing from me."

"Draco, I need to say something and I need you to listen."

"Harry, think before you speak, I know that tone. You're about to say something stupid."

"Draco, we should do this anymore."

"I told you to think."

"Be quiet. You are in such danger just being here with me. Voldemort will use you to get to me. He will torture you for your refusal to take the Mark and for being mine. I don't want to be the reason you aren't safe. I don't want you to suffer for me. I have to protect you. I love you too much to let you get hurt."

"Harry, you're forgetting something. I'm a dragon. I only listen when I want to and I love you too much to listen to that or let you hurt me by leaving me."

"You don't understand, Draco."

"I do and I won't go or end this. It won't help. I'll still be the thing you love most. Don't look at me like that, I know you're thinking about the fourth year tournament. Even if you give me up, I'll still love you more than anything. I'll still fight next to you and I'll still risk myself for you. All that would change would be that we would both be miserable, instead of being together and strong."

Harry began to cry.

"Dray, you don't understand. I might die."

Draco lay down next to Harry and gathered him in his arms.

"I don't care how much that would hurt. I'd rather have five minutes with you than nothing. It will be something for me to cherish the rest of my life."

"But Dray…"

"Harry, stop talking. You know I'll win this."

"I know, but you need to know the consequences, and you need to have the choice. Never forget that you can leave. Even if you do, I'll be there if I survive and you want me."

"Harry, I won't leave. I'll always want you."

"Dray."

"Harry."

"Fine."

"Good, now take your potion and go to sleep."

"I don't want to go to sleep. I want to be with you. I need to be with you and my friends. Who knows how much longer I'll be able to do that?"

"Harry, don't talk like that. You will make it through because you have so much to live for that Voldemort doesn't have. All he has is hate. You have love."

"You are the first to make me believe I have a chance. Thank you for staying."

"I love you, Harry."

"Go get the bag."

"What?"

"It's under the bed."

Draco crawled off the bed and got the bag from underneath. While he did that, Harry sat up and wiped his wet eyes on his sleeve.

"Here it is."

"I wanted to give this to you last night, but obviously I got caught up in other things. It is a promise for the future. Draco, you have been so much to me. You've been my enemy, my friend, and now my love. I want to be with you forever. Will you promise to be mine for as long as this lasts? Will you commit to this relationship?"

With that Harry opened the box that he had taken out of the bag nestled inside wine-colored velvet was a slim silver promise ring. Draco picked it up and inside Harry had inscribed.

"I promise to love you, my Dragon. Yours, Harry."

"It was meant to be a promise ring, but it means more now. It's a promise that I will be there for you after the war and by wearing it, I ask that you promise to do the same. I promise that we will always give this relationship a chance."

"Harry, it is beautiful. Of course, I will wear it. I offer you the same promise."

The two leaned in for a kiss; both finding the other with wet cheeks from the tears that had been shed as Harry spoke. Draco broke away and chuckled softly.

"What a day! First this morning, the Fred, the bath, your vision, you trying to break up with me and finally asking me to promise myself to you, next time you decide to do something like this let me know so that I can prepare myself. I have experienced way too many emotions for one day."

Harry laughed.

"I never could do things the easy way."

"Obviously not, let's go out. We should share this day with our friends. We haven't spent time with time with them in ages and knowing what we do, we need to change that. They should be a part of our lives too."

"Thanks, Dray, I know you're doing this for me."

"No, Harry, I'm doing this for us."

Draco took Harry's hand and led him out into the common room where Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, Seamus and Dean were gathered. They sat down on the couch and spent the afternoon getting to know their friends again."

After dinner, Harry left to talk to Dumbledore. It was way past curfew when he returned. His body spoke of weariness, but his eyes held their normal light. He was the picture of a hero, tired, but still standing strong, leading the way to victory. He walked into the common room to find everyone waiting for him. Draco got up and walked over to Harry.

He whispered, "Are you ok?"

Harry replied as quietly, "I'm fine. Do me a favor. I'm going to turn that chair around so its back is to the fire and then sit in it. I need you to do the same with the other chair, but don't speak. I have to talk to them as a leader tonight, not a friend."

Draco watched Harry as he spoke and saw how much it pained him to be forced into this situation of power. He nodded once and headed off to fix his chair. Harry did the same. The other Gryffindors watched in silence, knowing that something was up when Harry and Draco whispered and the usual affection displayed between the two was missing. Because of this, Harry had nothing to do, but begin speaking.

"I'm glad that you're all here. Please don't interrupt me during this because it is going to be difficult to explain and I only want to say it once. I get visions of Voldemort's actions because of the connection we have through my scar. Today, I saw Voldemort planning to attack Diagon Alley. He will attack Ollivander's in November. Professor Snape, our spy, has been discovered and we are left in the dark now. Apparently, Ollivander's is a sensitive spot to attack because if too much magic is released around the wands, they have the potential to self-destruct, releasing huge amounts of energy. This energy is dangerous to wizards because as it is used in wands to focus and stabilize magic, it will do the same to a wizard if they come into too much contact. The wizard's magic will either be sealed and he will be unable to use it or it will be released in the next spell cast. Either way, the wizard can no longer perform magic. Voldemort has found a way to protect his death eaters from this, but we do not know what it is. We are now left with less than a month to find some way to protect ourselves from this magic. Professor Snape is working on this. The rest of the preparation will involve forming plans and training. I will enter training on Monday, as will the rest of you. We will be removed from classes and be taught various spells, muggle combat and several other things. Any questions so far?"

Even Hermione was too overwhelmed to think of one.

"Ok, if you think of any feel free to ask after I explain the last part of this. It has been decided that I will mark those you that wish to be marked. My mark will include protection spells as well as give me the ability to mind speak with any of you. I will not be able to send pain through it like Voldemort. I will be able to send a short shock through it to summon you, but it will not hurt to receive. I will also be able to remove it, but no one else will unless I die. If that was to happen, all of the marks will fade. You do not have to make a decision this week because I will need that much time to develop this spell. Professor Snape will be the first to receive a mark as protection against Voldemort so you will be able to see one before you decide. If you wish to talk to me separately about this, you are welcome to. I'll ask one last time for tonight, though you are welcome to come to me at a later time. Any questions?"

In the silence, a small voice belonging to Neville was raised.

"Do we have a chance?"

"Yes, we have much more than a chance. A wise person told me today why. He said that we have everything to live for while Voldemort has nothing. All he has is hate. We have love. I believe him and I promise you that I will be there to make sure each and every one of you has a chance."

The girls had tears in their eyes. The guys looked at Harry with pride. Draco watched with the same look in his eyes. They were joined together in pride. Looking around, it was clear that Harry was the embodiment of their hope. He was everything good. The others were in awe that this Harry was their friend, but they were proud. He would lead them and they would win. They had to. They had everything to lose. Harry looked at each one and asked one last question.

"Will you follow me?"

Ron was the first to rise. He walked up to Harry, who stood.

"I will follow you."

"Thank you, Ron."

He then gave Harry a hug.

"Thank you."

One by one, the others followed his example, the last being Draco.

"I will follow you, always. I love you."

"And I, you, thank you, Draco."

Draco hugged Harry and pressed a kiss to his lips.

Harry remained standing.

"Thank you all, without you I would have no reason to fight. On Monday, we begin our training. Please make good use of tomorrow because it will be your last free day until after the war. Goodnight."

Harry left and went to the dormitories, Draco following. They got ready for bed without a sound and got into Harry's bed together.

"You were amazing, love."

"I couldn't have done it without you."

"I didn't do anything."

"You were there, that's all that matters. I love you, Dray."

"I love you too."

"Goodnight, my Dragon."

"Goodnight, Harry."