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"What's wrong with him!" Draco screamed as they passed through the Hospital Wings doors at Hogwarts.

"I'm not sure, Draco!" Snape roared for the fifth time in less then ten minutes.

Draco was following Snape who was levitating Harry's body in front of him. Then suddenly two hands on his shoulders stopped him. He turned and saw the vampire that had stopped him from going to Harry on the battlefield standing there.

"You must wait here. You can't do anything for him now." the Elder said gently.

Draco wanted to protest, but all his life he had been taught that the Elder's always knew what was best. They always did the right thing for their charges. So Draco just stood there watching him as he pushed past him and into the Hospital Wing to try and save what wasn't his to save.

Harry was Draco's mate. Harry wasn't supposed to be in there! He was supposed to be at Godric's Hollow with Draco and spend the day in bed. Just lying there listening to their baby's heartbeat and talking to him. His Dom wasn't supposed to be in a hospital bed.

Draco looked around in the room that he was in. The waiting room that really wasn't in use anymore because nothing really bad ever happened anymore. Or didn't before today.

He waddled over to one of the old looking armchairs and sat down and began to cry. It wasn't fair. He might loose Harry. How would he survive without Harry? How em did /em he survive without Harry?

Draco's thoughts drifted to the dream he'd had about the blue nursery. How could he have been alive if Harry had been dead? Child or no child, a sub never lasted long without their Dom.

Draco's brow furrowed as he thought about it. Maybe Harry wasn't dead, but in the same state as he was in now. In a coma. That would really be just as bad as him being dead but it would keep Draco alive.

It was with that thought in his mind that Draco broke down crying.

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em Harry was in a dark room, looking around in confusion. He could feel a wind blow by every once in a while and he heard whispers from the dark.

"To old..."

"Stubborn..."

Sometimes it felt like a hand caressed his back, his stomach and arms. He swatted it away and heard chuckles.

"Give it up... Harry." the voice from the dark said.

"Fuck you!" Harry responded angrily.

"So stubborn! You will give in to me, Harry."

"Never!" /em

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Severus Snape watched as Harry began to writhe on the bed as if in pain. He heard him moan Draco's name but it was too soon for the sub to come in yet. They weren't sure what was happening to the boy on the bed. He knew that whatever it was, Draco would help him in his struggle more than any medication. Of course, being the medi-witch she was, Madam Pomfrey wasn't going to let Draco in until she knew exactly what was wrong.

"For God's sake, woman!" Snape suddenly spat. "Let me get Draco so the boy at least has some chance of surviving!"

The nurse huffed and stopped in her activities for a few seconds to look at him.

"Do not tell me how to treat my patients, professor!" she snapped angrily.

"I'm telling you how to treat a young vampire who needs his mate!" Snape snapped back at her.

"You should listen to him, Madam." the Elder said from the door where he had been standing for quite some time now.

"If he comes in, he won't let me do anything! I won't be able to help him properly!" the nurse protested.

"He will not." the Elder said calmly. "If we tell him he will only be there. He will not stop you from casting spells as long as they are to help the young one and not harm him."

"I would never harm a patient!" Madam Pomfrey said outraged.

"I know that, Poppy. Now can we get the moaning blonde in here, em please /em !" the Potions Master said impatiently.

"Fine! Let him in!" the nurse huffed and turned back to her patient.

The Elder opened the door and in fell Draco. The older vampire caught him before he touched the ground. The blonde looked up at him with huge gray eyes before turning to Snape. The professor glared at him mildly. He understood why the young vampire had been right outside the door. He would have done that, and lots more, if it was Ginny in that hospital bed.

Draco didn't wait for an explanation from any of the adults; he went over to the bed as soon as the Elder let him go. He tenderly pushed the hair out of Harry's eyes and kissed his forehead.

"Dragon..." Harry said faintly and Draco almost stopped breathing.

"I'm here Angel." he said and kissed Harry's lips.

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em Harry could feel Draco next to him, his lips against his forehead and lips. He whispered his name, silently begging his mate to bring him out of this dark place.

The touches began again. The voice whispered things that he really didn't want to remember. Like the night Sirius died. That he would never see his child, his son, grow up because he would never be able to leave this place.

"I will to!" Harry said angrily.

"No, you won't. I will kill you before you get a chance to fight back!"

Harry turned around in the direction the voice came from. The only thing he could see though was a light far away. It looked like the sun was about to rise. He watched as the light got stronger and stronger, lighting up his surroundings.

He turned when the "sun" had chased away the darkness. He was in a place that looked like a valley. But it wasn't green. Everything, even the rocks on the ground looked like they were falling apart. The grass on the ground under his feet was black and as he moved his feet it turned into ash. On the hill in front of him he saw something that looked like a human come towards him. His vampire senses told him it wasn't a human though.

When the person, or thing, came within speaking range Harry said;

"Where are we?"

"My home world. This is where I was created and destroyed." the thing said with disgust.

"And who may I ask are you?" Harry asked. He had a distinct feeling he knew this thing from somewhere.

"I am the essence of Lord Voldemort." the thing said and bowed.

Harry didn't quiet understand but he didn't say anything. He knew he would have to fight this thing to fully win over Voldemort.

"You are quite a stupid little human, aren't you?" the thing said.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not human." Harry said, not really looking at the thing. "What are you?"

"I'm am what the vampires call a possessive demon." the other said calmly.

"And to defeat you I have to...?"

"Kill me in my own world. Nobody has come this far alive, and if they had they wouldn't have returned alive anyway. I live to kill, always have, always will."

Harry could still feel Draco's presence beside him and every once in a while he felt his mate's lips on his own or on some other part of his body.

"How long have I been here?" Harry suddenly asked.

"Time doesn't work the same way here as it does for your mate. I really don't know how long we have been here in their time." the demon said honestly.

"Let's get this game started, shall we?" Harry said tiredly.

But before he could react the demon had thrown himself on him and he was staggering backwards. /em

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Draco looked up in alarm when Harry's body once again started to twist and turn on the bed. When he had come in the dark haired boy had calmed down but now he was fighting what was inside him again. Madam Pomfrey said that it was something inside him. Something alive. And he would have to fight it, and win to get well again.

"It's okay, Angel. Shh, it's okay." Draco tried to sooth his Dom.

Snape and the Elder vampire was standing a short distance away just in case he needed their support. But Draco wanted to do this by himself. He em needed /em to this by himself. He needed to show them that he was strong even though Harry wasn't there to help him.

"Fight it Harry." he said quietly and kissed Harry's hand that he held in his own.

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em Harry plunged his nails into the demon's throat but it didn't seem to have an effect on it. He heard Draco tell him to fight, and he fought. He fought really hard. He had blood all over himself, not everything was his but enough for him to begin to feel light headed.

"I told you! You aren't leaving this place alive!" the demon sneered.

Harry then heard Draco again. Telling him to fight it, to come back to him and their son, and his determination suddenly got a lot stronger.

"You want to bet?" he asked sweetly and tore his hands apart, tearing the demons throat with his nails. "That had to kill you!" he said as the demon slid to the ground, still breathing a little.

"You... win... this... time..." the demon said before it stopped breathing totally.

Harry was breathing hard and he also slid to the ground, exhausted. Without him being aware of it he slid into a peaceful sleep. /em

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Harry's body went still on the bed and Draco prayed silently it wasn't because he had died. The nurse bustled over to the bed and cast a few spells before she was satisfied.

"Well!" Snape snapped impatiently.

"He's asleep." Madam Pomfrey said in amazement and shrugged.

Draco breathed a sigh of relief and kissed Harry's hand again. It had been hours since they got there but it felt like days. He wanted Harry back with them. He wanted to see him smile. And his eyes, he wanted to see Harry's green eyes again.

"Wake up, sleepy head." he whispered in his mate's ear.

"What? No! Mr. Malfoy, don't wake him up!" the nurse said urgently but Draco didn't listen.

When Madam Pomfrey tried to get over to the bed again to remove the blonde sub from the wing, two vampires held her back.

"Let him. He needs to be reassured that he is safe and Harry wouldn't feel bad over getting reassured himself." the professor told her sternly.

Madam Pomfrey huffed before going back over to her office and disappearing through the door.

"Come on, Harry. Wake up." the blonde urged him while kissing his mate's face gently.

Harry's eyelids fluttered and he slowly opened his eyes. When they focused on his mate, he smiled. Draco was alright. That was all that mattered in this moment. He pulled the small blonde down for a deep kiss.

"Come to bed." Harry whispered tiredly and Draco happily obliged.