First off I have two apologies. 1 sorry this took so long. And 2 this was actually really hard to write so im sorry if it isn't as good as it should be. But here it is and we are almost done so ENJOY!!!!

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There was a knock at the door and Harry got up from the kitchen table to get it. He figured it was Hermione and Ron. He had been so upset earlier he had been expecting them to drop by. He wiped at the wetness under his eyes so they wouldn't know that he had still been crying. But when he opened the door it took a minute before he could speak. "What do you want? It after midnight."

Draco looked up from his feet. "May I come in?" He asked quietly. He could see Harry's red rimmed eyes from crying but didn't say anything.

Harry stepped aside letting him in. He shut the door and walked back to the kitchen a got a glass of water. He wasn't aware of how close Draco was until he turned around bumping into him and dropping his glass to the floor. He opened his mouth to curse but it caught in his throat when Draco grabbed his left arm and looked at his wrist. Harry watched with bated breath as Draco ghosted his fingers over faint scars. He traced each one gently, memorizing them, drawing pain from them. He tried his best not to tremble under Draco's touch but it didn't do him any good.

"Why?" Draco asked quietly.

Harry didn't say anything.

"Why didn't you tell me when you found out about Isadora?"

Harry pulled his arm back close to his chest silently cursing Hermione for not being able to keep her mouth shut. "What? Just call you up and say that I was pregnant. That would have gone over smoothly." His voice dripped with sarcasm.

Draco didn't know what to say. He couldn't blame him for not telling him; in Harry's situation he probably would have done the same. "I'm sorry." He uttered softly.

He looked up at the blonde who was looking towards the ground. A few strands of his hair were nearly touching Harry's cheek. "Why are you here?"

"…I…I don't know." Draco said honestly. He really didn't know what he was going to accomplish by coming. He'd thought about it for well over an hour before coming and he still didn't have an answer.

"Damnit Draco, why couldn't you just have listened to me?" Harry's voice was quiet and angry. "And now you are in my house, haven't I been through enough? I just want to be able to let you go and right when it seems like maybe I'll let myself you come right back here and remind me why I can't! And Izzy, God she looks just like you. If she'd of had your eyes I don't think I would have been able to do it." He brought his hands to his face trying to hold back his tears. "You just couldn't check my alibi could you? Couldn't let go of your damn pride and think….maybe, just maybe you were wrong? You didn't trust me and I never gave you a reason not to!" He slipped past Draco and walked into the living room.

Draco followed him and kept a little distance when Harry stopped facing away from him. "I was afraid." He said softly. "You were so perfect I was waiting for you to realize that you deserved better. I knew the day would come when you would leave me. So when I saw 'that' I didn't want to hear what you had to say. This is my fault because I didn't want to be right. I wanted to get away from you before you could get rid of me." Silence fell around them and all he could here was Harry's quiet crying. "I'm sorry. Harry, I'm so sorry."

Harry spun around. "Just stop it." He tried to shove Draco by the shoulders but his hands just ended up resting there. "Please. I can't handle this."His voice hitched and his head fell forward onto Draco's chest hands grasping the fabric of his shirt tightly in his hands.

Time stopped as Harry tears started to soak into Draco's shirt. Draco wasn't sure if he was breathing. His arm was about to pull him closer when there was a knock at the door. Harry pulled himself back and wiped his face muttering a quiet "I have to get that." Leaving Draco alone in the living room. Draco ran his hands through his hair in frustration his mind running a mile a minute.

"Ron, Hermione, What's wrong? Is everything okay?"

"Ronald has something he'd like to tell you." Draco could feel Hermione's anger in her voice, but it wasn't like it had been when she was with him earlier. She sounded much more upset.

"Ron, what's wrong?" Harry asked again.

A few moments passed by before Ron's voice was heard. It was quiet and hard to hear. "…I knew. About you and Malfoy before you told me." At his name Draco silently made his was behind the door. Ron's voice was shaking as he continued. "I followed you once and I didn't know what to do. You are my best friend and I thought he was using you or he wanted to hurt you…when you were sick I cast a doppelganger spell knowing he'd be stubborn and not believe you. Then you fell apart and I didn't want to tell you what I'd done…I was too ashamed and scared to admit that it was my fault. I just wanted you to be happy. I-I'm sorry."

'The weasel did it?' Ran through Draco's head in disbelief.

"How could you?" Harry's voice was so caught in his throat it was a miracle any sound had come forth at all let alone form words. "Even when I…you didn't tell me…"

"Harry I'm sorry." Ron pleaded with him. "I didn't think about what I was doing, I-"

"How could you do that to me? Seven years and not a word? I…I…" Harry couldn't finish his sentence, staring at Ron he wished he would just wake up.

Draco stepped into the view of the door gently moving the stunned Harry away from it behind him. "I think you should leave now." He told them before shutting the door. Neither moved until they heard the car pull out of the driveway. Draco looked at Harry whose eyes were wide in disbelief.

"Daddy!" A little voice yelled from upstairs. Harry went upstairs and Draco followed standing just outside her door. Harry was knelt down beside her bed brushing a few strands of her hair back. "Whats wrong Izz?"

"I heard voices." Her voice was groggy.

"Daddy's friends were over. Well be quiet now."

Draco watched as her hand came up and patted about Harry's cheek. "Don't be sad." She said while yawning. "I love you." She rolled over onto her side and closed her eyes.

Harry brought her blanket to her shoulders kissing her forehead. "Daddy loves you too." He stood and walked out quietly shutting the door behind him.

The hallway was dark but Draco could see the wet trails on Harry's cheeks. He slowly lifted his hands and rubbed his thumbs wiping away the tears but stopped when Harry grabbed a hold of his wrists. They stood like that for a long time. Harry crying onto Draco's hands holding himself up by Draco's wrists. Harry's knees started to give out and Draco moved to pick him up, cradling him close to his chest. He carried him down the hall into Harry's room and placed him in the bed. When Draco went to leave he felt Harry grab his arm. "Stay…please?" He asked between his sobs. Draco pulled back the covers and slid in bed next to him wrapping his arms around his middle.

"I c-cant believe…Ron…how…how could he do…"

"Shhh…" Draco soothed against his head. "Go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up; we'll talk about it then." He rubbed small circles at the small of Harry's back until he fell asleep.

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