A/N: I promised myself I wouldn't become one of those authors I hate because I love them but they never update... and what happens? I lose my computer for a year.
However, I've FINALLY got my Internet back on August 10th and finished a chapter. And I seriously considered discontinuation just because of the LONG wait I thought I'd get murdered or something... but people are still interested and I'm still madly in love with all of you! So here it is. To the lovers, the haters, the threateners, and the random-click people!

Wish

Chapter 10

A Pact With The Demon

Harry slowly eased back into consciousness. As his eyes took their time to focus, he deeply inhaled and tried to steady his pulse. When he was finally able to see, he became mindful of the weight next to his own.

Glancing down at it, he realized that Draco had fallen asleep with his head on the bed and the rest of his body on the floor. His arms made a makeshift pillow and his blonde hair covered his face.

An affectionate smile made its way across Harry's face.

"Nothing ever goes the way I think it will…"

There was a bold knock on the door. It startled Draco awake and Harry called softly, "Come in."

Sirius entered with the rest of the inhabitants behind him.

"How do you feel?" Remus asked and picked up Harry's hand in his own.

"I feel much better, thank you."

"Good, now tell us how you did it!" Sirius practically yelled.

Everyone jumped, except Remus who shot him a stern look. "I thought we agreed to handle this matter delicately?" It wasn't a question; it was an order.

Sirius pouted and Remus turned to Harry. "What he means, is that we would really like to know how you managed to get the rift shut without being on the other side."

Harry blinked and thought it over in his mind.

"You know…" He started. "I really don't know--"

Sirius jumped up onto the bed and grabbed at Harry. "What? How can you not know?"

"What the hell are you doing?" Draco said and pulled Harry closer to him.

Harry's wings flared in defense and he stared wide-eyed at the demon.

Remus pulled Sirius off the bed and forced him to the ground, where he sat on him to prevent any more movement.

"Forgive him, he doesn't really want to hurt you, he is just frustrated."

"Frustrated, why?" Harry asked, eyeing Sirius suspiciously.

Remus sighed and his smile widened, it was somewhat frightening. "It's supposed to be extremely hard to close rifts on the opposite side. When Sirius and I decided to stay on Earth we had quite a time trying to close the rift. We've… pretty much dedicated our lives to extinguishing the demons that come through… it has been quite trying…"

"Trying? More like fucking exhausting!" Sirius growled, but he still couldn't move from underneath Remus.

"We would be very grateful if you could help us close it…"

"But I really can't remember…" Harry said.

"Lemme see him, Remus. I'll make him remember." Sirius growled.

"The hell you will." Draco growled back.

"I'm very sorry." Harry said and looked truly remorseful.

"It's just as well," Remus sighed. "You suffered quite a fall."

"Now that your portal's closed, I'll bet that's not all you suffer…" Sirius muttered.

"You sure, you're okay? Draco asked for the fifteenth time.

Harry smiled. "Yes. Thank you."

Harry and Draco had gone back to Draco's house. They needed to figure out their situation farther, however the immortal electricity keeping them apart, prevented any closeness.

Once they were settled back in and fed they sat at the living room table.

"So, our problem with the rift is taken care of... that means there's nothing more to worry about then, right?"

Harry smiled and for everything in the world he wished Draco was right. "Unfortunately there's no way to know how many demons got through and I think Remus and Sirius have the right idea..."

"Hey, just because they can't close a portal on their own—"

"They've given all their time to defend this world from the demons who come through their portal. Don't you think the least we can do is track down the ones who came through mine?"

Draco looked at him skeptically.

"I say we let someone else deal with it."

Harry gave an undignified huff but his reply was interrupted by a knock at the door. Actually, it was less of a knock and more of a frantic banging.

"Don't move!" Draco hissed before Harry could get up. "We're not home."

"But – but what if it's Hermione or Remus... or—"

"Shh!" Draco placed a finger to his lips and shook his head.

Harry gave him a disapproving look but Draco ignored it.

The banging eventually stopped and Harry crossed his arms. "Well I certainly hope there was no emergency or –"

"It's fine. I have a phone you know, they can leave a message—" Draco trailed off as he stared out one of the windows over Harry's head.

"What is it?" Harry wanted to know as he turned to the distraction.

Harry's eyes widened and then put a hand to his mouth to stop the laughter that was threatening to ensue.

"Don't you laugh at me, Angel! I'll show you who's..."

"What the hell happened to you?" Draco asked and stood up to open the window, which Blaise was floating outside of.

Blaise looked perfectly fine, which was rare for people who cross the Devil. However... he was tiny.

"He shrunk me, ok?" Blaise huffed and floated into the living room.

There was a moment of absolute silence followed by the uncontrollable laughter of Draco and Harry.

"Stop laughing at me! It's not funny! This is serious! What am I going to do?" Blaise cried, which only made them laugh harder.

"He's adorable when he's angry!" Harry cooed and Blaise spit venom at him.

"Serves you right, you almost killed me, asshole." Draco said, wiping tears of mirth from his face.

"Well if I had, I wouldn't be like this!" Blaise said hotly and pouted on a cushion.

"Are you hungry?" Harry asked and took a stand, presumably to get something from the kitchen.

"Actually –" Blaise began but was cut off.

"Oh no. He's not staying here! He tried to murder me and you're offering him food?"

"Well he must be hungry, flying all the way here from Hell... besides, you're perfectly fine, aren't you? He must not have any place to go... Lucifer must have seen to that."

Blaise sat in a brooding silence. The Angel was right.

"Still," Draco said and crossed his arm. "I don't like it. I don't trust him."

"Oh come on!" Blaise said and floated to Draco. He put his miniature hands on Draco's shoulder. "You practically ruined my life when you made me lose my job and refused to hire me even though I was disowned and hungry and we'd been friends since we were in diapers and—"

"Don't you try to guilt trip me, shortie. I regret nothing you pathetic little –"

"Draco..." Harry warned.

"He's not staying in my house!"

"Fine!" Blaise cried and pouted by the window. "I didn't wanna stay in this crummy ol' place anyway."

"Draco..." Harry said and went to put a hand on the mortal's shoulder but was repelled by the invisible force.

Blaise watched this with interest. He raised an eyebrow. "What's this? A spell?"

"Leave it, Zabini," Draco growled. "It's none of your business."

"Com'n, lemme see." Blaise whined.

"It's just a repulsion spell. Draco accidentally wished for it..."

Draco narrowed his eyes at the angel. "You didn't have to tell him that."

"No wait." Blaise said, getting excited. "This is perfect!"

Draco backed up in alarm, placing himself between the demon and angel.

"It's great! I'll remove the spell!"

Draco and Harry exchanged a look.

"You'll what?"

"Really! That's an easy on. Just a mortal wish right? Of course the angel can't remove it because he's bound by your wish and since it's a wish from Heaven your other angel friends can't help you... but me... this is my specialty."

Blaise had a maniac look in his eyes. Draco wasn't sure whether to be happy or terrified.

"Don't move, this'll only take a second."

"Wait! How do I know this isn't some kind of trick..." Draco knew from past experience not to trust Zabini. Even if he was your best friend and promised to bring the cherished baseball card right back...

"Make you a deal, I remove this curse no strings attached... and you, offer me your hospitality."

Draco and Blaise glowered at each other for a full five minutes. The angel coughed politely and the two turned away from each other.

"Fine!" Draco said.

"Excellent!" Blaise said and flexed his fingers. "Alright then, let's get going!"

"What do we have to do?"

"Just stand there and watch the man at work! I'm a genius, don't you know?"

Draco was about to retort but Harry hastily shook his head and Draco rolled his eyes.

Blaise stretched his arms and then closed his eyes.

He placed a finger to his forehead and began to recite something Draco didn't understand. "Nutzen aus dieser Energie ziehend, lassen Sie mich diese Bevorzugung tun holen zwei zusammen Herzen und holen Nahrung zu dieser Öffnung."

A light illuminated the room and Draco shielded his eyes. He snuck a glance at Harry and saw that the angel's eyes were closed.

Draco felt a burning sensation in his abdomen; he clenched his jaw to keep from crying out and vaguely began to suspect Blaise was killing them.

The sensation faded along with the light. Draco realized that he had been holding his breath and he sucked in the precious air.

Blaise was smiling smuggly at them.

"Go ahead. Check it out." He said.

Draco turned to look at Harry. Harry extended his arm and touched Draco's face. There was no pain or burning. Just the sensation of the angel's fingertips on his skin. Harry stroked his cheek and then turned to Blaise.

"It worked perfectly. Thank you."

Draco was still staring at Harry.

"So, I'll just make myself at home then, ya?" Blaise said and flopped back on the couch.

"There's a guestroom upstairs," Harry said. "Come with me, we'll tour the house."

Blaise jumped up and followed Harry up the stairs.

Draco said nothing and did nothing as he watched them. When he finally blinked and realized what had just happened he swore.

It seemed a lot more crowded already.