Title : I'll show you mine…

Fandom : Harry potter

Genre : Slash, angst. (slightly AU maybe)

Pairing : so far, Draco/Justin Finch-Fletchley/Neville

Note : Companion to "I thought you cared" ('I'd do anything' Simple plan)

Summary : Neville wonders what it's like to have friends; Justin and Draco have to share a compartment on Hogwarts express because they both have some issues with their respective housemates…

Part twenty-two

Together we broke all the rules
Dreaming of dropping out the school
And leave this place and never come back
So now
Maybe after all these years if you miss me I have no fear
I'll be here, I'll be waiting
This could be the one last chance to make you understand

So many years have passed since I last visited you in the hospital Wing… Your skin is pale and your eyes look so tired…

Shaking my head softly, I sit down on the side of your bed and seize your white, slim hand in mine.

Sighing, you smile bitterly and tangle your fingers with mines.

"Hello, Severus…" I smile.

"Hello, Narcissa…"

Lucius is dead now and I can't seem to mourn him… Draco is safe, Severus is safe… What could I ask more…?

"How are you feeling…?" I ask.

"Perfectly fine." He grins. "What about you…?"

"Just the same." I whisper, leaning in to press my lips to his. "…I'm relieved…"

"Draco thinks you're going to hate him…" Severus sighs heavily.

"How is he…?"

"Copping with what happened to his friend, Finch-Fletchley." He groans. "And I have to admit that I have been worried sick about the idiot hufflepuff too…"

Chuckling softly, I lean in again to kiss his cheek...

"Are you going soft, Severus…?" I ask playfully.

"Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey was able to patch him up… again." He says, ignoring my comment and rolling his eyes. "She's been doing that a lot lately. Reckless little morons…"

"I'm in her debt then…" I sigh. "…I'm in your too."

Frowning up at me, the dark-haired potion-master purses his lips…

"You owe me nothing, Narcissa." he stats.

"Of course I do…! You've been more of a father for Draco than Lucius ever could have been… he's safe with you, and he knows it." I smile.

"He's your son…" he shrugs.

Rolling my eyes, I shake my head and bend down to kiss him again… his lips are soft and warm as they start moving along with mine… My best friend…

My lover…

I gently trail my fingers along his neck and sigh contentedly as he starts rubbing my back through my robes…

This is just what I've been missing for the past two decades…

"I've missed you so much, Severus." I whisper against his cheek.

"I was never very far away."

"I know love… I know…" I smile, brushing my lips against his. "I need to go visit Draco, I'm sorry…"

"It's alright" he says "…off you go then…"

Smiling fondly, I slowly sit up to stare into those liquid black eyes of his…

"Try to sleep, love… I'm coming back in an hour or two."

And with one last kiss to his forehead, I'm departing for another section of the Hospital Wing.

I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms
To try to make you laugh
Somehow I can't put you in the past
I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you
Will you remember me cause I know I won't forget you

AS soon as I enter the room, two young heads pop up in my direction…

"Mom" Draco moans brokenly, eyes still brimming and cheeks stained with dried tears and fresher ones.

Frowning with concern, I take in my surrounding… Draco is sitting in a chair, hunched over the side of the bed where his friend is laying, still unconscious. The dark-haired boy's face is ghostly pale… ugly, dark bruises and gashes are marking his delicate features.

On the other side of the bed, another boy is sitting, staring up at me with sorrow-filled blue eyes.

It could be my little boy, laying in this Hospital bed, wincing in his sleep from the mind numbing pain. It could be my Draco… my little dragon…

Biting my lower lip, I take a few tentative steps in his direction.

"Draco…" I whisper, extending my arms.

Swallowing painfully, he stands up on shaky legs and throws himself at me.

"I'm sorry, mother… I didn't mean to… I swear…" he sobs into my shoulder. "He… he almost killed Finch… Mom, please, don't hate me."

Closing my eyes and wrapping my arms securely around him, I start rocking him against me.

"My little boy… how could I ever hate you?" I whisper against his tousled hair. "It's alright, Draco."

Biting his lip, he slowly pulls away and throws a glance at the young Longbottom whose eyes still haven't left us.

Silently, Draco turns around and goes back to seat in his chair at the side of the bed. Smiling weakly through his tears, he leans towards the wounded hufflepuff and takes his hand.

"He did this to protect us…" Draco laughs bitterly. "Finch and his monstrous Superman complex."

"He's a courageous one, isn't he…?" I smile, standing by the end of the bed. "Severus told me about what you all went through…"

At this, Longbottom flinches on his chair.

"Professor Snape risked his life for us too…" he says. "And we didn't even check on him. He's alright, isn't he…?"

Smiling reassuringly, I look down at the Gryffindor…

"He will be fine…" I say "And I'm sure he'll be very touched by your concern…"

I close my eyes
And all I see is you
I close my eyes
I try to sleep, I can't forget you

I'd do anything for you