As the crowd began to cheer, Harry stood and waved as he walked off of the stage. Draco wasn't far behind. Draco could feel Harry's nervousness through the bond. As soon as they were in the back room, Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's thin waist and kissed the side of his neck. Harry leaned back into the heat of his mate.
"He's here, isn't he?" Harry asked in a low voice. His body quivered from the adrenaline or fear, Draco couldn't tell which, but he expected the latter.
Draco sent waves of calm and love through their bond in hopes of steadying his mate. Harry relaxed slightly.
"Draco I can't go back there." It was a soft whisper that died in the room.
"I know Harry, but we don't know what he wants yet. I'm sure he'll be down soon though." Harry nodded once and Draco led him to one of the couches in the fairly large room, for New York anyway.
They didn't have to wait long for Chase to come in, drink in hand, announcing that an old acquaintance wished to see the two of them. At Draco's nod (Harry was laid across the couch with his head in Draco's lap, eyes closed) a man in black dress slacks and a black silk shirt walked in. Chase closed the door as he left.
"What do you want, Snape?" asked Draco with a sneer. He felt Harry cringe at the memory of the majority of their school days. Draco ran his hand through his mate's hair, calming him instantly.
Severus watched all this, his cool eyes warming slightly. He had changed over the past year. "Draco," he said in a voice that was much warmer then the two had been expecting, "it's time for you and Mr. Potter to come back to the wizarding world."
Draco looked at his ex-Potions Professor with eyes of liquid silver, "Well Severus, I didn't know that we were on a first name basis. As to the change in scenery, I believe Harry and I like where we are at the moment." He said with anger to mask his surprise.
Snape looked at Draco for a moment, "What if you let Mr. Potter speak for himself?"
Harry's eyes snapped open at that comment, though he didn't otherwise move. He said with complete seriousness, "Actually it is Mr. Malfoy now."
Severus said nothing of that, but quickly said what he came to say, "Harry, I'm sorry for what I did to you." It seemed that Harry tried to burrow deeper into Draco's lap, and once again his eyes closed.
Draco felt the pain of Harry's memories through their bond . The emotion caused his eyes to become colder as he looked upon his godfather. It had taken him months to bring Harry from his shell. He wasn't going to just give Harry the chance to go back in again. Draco couldn't stand to be without his bonded.
"Snape, I think it time for you to leave. You are not welcome here." Snape nodded in assent, and had his hand on the door before he stopped to look at the pair.
"Mr. Po—Malfoy, it was Dumbledore who sent us out to that cottage. Shortly after the war ended he was charged and convicted of the use of dark magic on both the dark and light sides." Snape tried to rid himself of the bitter taste in his mouth at the mere thought of Dumbledore before he spoke once more, "Minerva now runs the school and wishes to give you each positions as professors." He gave one more sad look before he quickly departed, leaving Draco to deal with a terribly shaking Harry in his wake.
A/N: been a while hasn't it? If anyone has read When All Falls Apart I am currently looking for ideas.