A/N Hiya, I'm sorry the update took so long, but I've had a terrible week, and my mind hasn't really been on anything else other than the thing that made my week terrible. I even considered not writing anymore, just writing a note to you all saying how sorry I was. But then I realised how excited I was about this story, and I needed to finish it for myself as well as you guys! This is, after all, my favourite fic I've ever written, and I will not let my massive plan go to waste lol! So I'm sorry if this chapter seems rather half-hearted, but I'll try my best! Oh also, I realised that from reviews for the last chapter, I got over 200 reviews!! That really made my week so much better, and along with all your individual review responses, I want to say thank you all so much. If it wasn't for you guys I probably would have just left the fic cos no one wanted to read it. But 200 reviews!! It's insane, I've never had that many before!! So thank you all so much!! Lots of virtual cookies for you all!! (Homemade, by the way, I'm told my cookies are AMAZING!) Thanks to reviewers:

DanuMarie: Hmm, you can't give me MORE cookies, I'll get so fat lol! I don't mind though, anything hehe! Wow, I must be telepathic, sending an update just when you needed one, lets see if I can do it again, shall we?...

Mrs Suzy Black: Hmm, we hate Lucius! With a passion! And I duno why Harry took her first, bad times…

LunaParvulus: I know, poor Harry, do you feel sorry for him yet?!

LoveNOThate: I know who I'd prefer to take. Yes, just take. Lol haha!! Sorry, I'm so rude!!

Murgy31: Thank you so much. Hope this update wasn't too slow for you!

SlashFan69: Well done for remembering, I think some people may have forgotten. And don't worry, I have another big thing to happen yet before its over, but then again, hmmm… There will be a few more chapters yet, don't worry.

l.h.o.o.q: Thank you, its great to have new reviewers, especially towards the end!

KJ Cook: Hmm, you'll have to see how Harry reacts to all the news he heard in the previous chapter first!

StarDreamer1269: Lol no, deep down, if I was reading this story, I'd be hoping that Ginny wasn't ok as well lol!! It's just the way I write her, so that everyone hates her! And well done for remembering about the Lucius is insane thing!

MoonlightPrincess: Hehe, hope you like it…

Argo: Oooh, that would have been a really good idea, but too predictable I think? I duno, maybe not… But yeah a good idea! And Lucius did cast Crucio on Harry, but Harry's tough lol!

.J.e.n.n.a.7.: I know, I love Harry, so brave and AMAZING! Hehe!! Yes, poor Draco… Good job on not forgetting about the madman!

Dress up romance xx: Lol yeah, I think most people feel the same as you. We all hate Ginny here hehe!

Sailorfroststar11: Lol yes, Harry has gotten his memory back. Ginny pushed him down the stairs a few chapters ago, remember? Lol bless you! I hate homework too!

narutoclaymorelove4eva: Lol I'm especially sorry about the long update to you then! So much stuff has been happening, I hope you forgive me and like the chapter!

TheLastWizard: Glad you love it, sorry about the long update!

The Other Side

Harry sat with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. The blonde headed man who he did not understand was moving around in his bed, and Harry knew that for the first time in two days he was about to wake up.

Harry lifted his head to look at Draco, who was now making noises that meant he was moaning to himself about the brightness of his hospital room – Harry knew this feeling only too well. He watched as Draco turned himself over, suddenly laid very still, and a worried look appeared on his sleepy face.

"Harry…" He croaked, and Harry listened more closely, but then Draco had sat up quickly, opened his mouth again to shout "Ha-" but then saw Harry sitting at his bedside.

Draco swallowed, evidently not knowing what to say, and then said quietly, "You're ok…"

Harry, however, thought he was far from 'ok'. The man staring at him now with pleading eyes had not only turned his life upside down, but had almost ended it completely a fair few times. And yet Harry still sat here, not cursing him, not yelling at him, but trying to stay calm, as if Draco didn't deserve to be punished. He didn't know whether to respond to Draco with 'no thanks to you,' or 'thanks to you'. But he was saved the problem when Draco spoke again.

"My father, is he…" He asked slowly, and Harry cut in, "He's not dead."

Draco's expression was blank, as if he didn't know whether to be happy or not.

"He's in Azkaban," Harry said bluntly, "And he'll be there until he dies."

Draco looked rather taken aback at Harry's harsh comment, but Harry didn't care. All the rage and anger that was built up inside of him was going to start coming out in little snaps like that, and he thought Draco should be glad it was like that, and not in the form for curses through his wand.

"How's We… Ginny?" Draco struggled.

Harry paused for a moment and stood up to start pacing the room, something he had been doing nonstop for the past two days. "She'll live. And so will you. Sometimes I think there's no justice in the world."

"Harry!"

"Don't!" Harry yelled suddenly, turning on Draco and standing at the end of his bed, leaning on it, feeling more like he wanted to rip it to shreds. "Don't act like you're surprised! You tried to kill me, do you really expect me to be jumping for joy that you're alive?"

For the first time, Draco's expression changed to how Harry had known it in Hogwarts, malicious and angry. "I came to save your life, and your precious Weasel's, and you're angry at me?" He shouted.

"You only did that so that you could redeem yourself!" Harry shouted back, getting angrier every second. "You and your father tried to kill me before! What's to say you wouldn't try again?"

Draco's eyes widened, and after a momentary pause, he looked away. Then, looking at the floor, he said quietly, "I have never tried to kill you myself…"

"But you knew all along that it was him who pushed me off my broom, didn't you?" As Harry spoke, he was surprised to hear his voice crack, and his eyes filled with tears. "You knew that it was never you who I saw in my sleep. You lied to me. Again! About everything…"

Draco looked back up and Harry saw that he, too, had tears in his eyes. "I didn't want to hurt you… You were going through a bad enough time as it was…"

"I wouldn't have cared if you'd told me right at the start! I didn't know who you were anyway! I didn't know who anyone was so why would I have cared?" Draco looked away again as tears started to fall down his cheeks as Harry's already had, and for some reason that made Harry angry. What right did Draco have to cry? "But you wouldn't have told me anyway, would you? Because that would have ruined your plan!"

"My plan…" Draco cried questionably.

"Your plan to help me remember, so that your dad could finish me off and prove himself 'better than Voldemort'! Your plan to kill me!" Harry yelled.

"That wasn't my plan, Harry! It was his!" Draco fought. "And I pulled out after I'd gotten to know you! I'm a good person, Harry, you know that!"

"A good person after all those years of hate in Hogwarts?" Harry said incredulously, "A good person after becoming a Death Eater? A good person after being the cause of Albus Dumbledore's death? Which, by the way, you never told me about either!"

"I never chose to be a Death Eater!" Draco argued, "It was punishment for my father failing!"

"I don't believe you! You've always been evil; I bet you couldn't wait to get that thing on your arm!"

"I'm not evil!"

"Yes you are! And I can't believe I ever loved you!"

Harry gasped silently after he spoke and silence followed as Draco stared at him with a blotchy face, tears no longer falling.

"What?" Draco whispered after minutes that seemed like hours.

Harry began to breathe heavily and didn't know what to say. He was having a hard time trying to remember what he had actually said until suddenly it replayed in his mind. But why would he say that? It wasn't true…

"You love me…" Draco whispered quietly out of no where.

"No!" Harry replied quickly, "I don't!"

"You did!" Draco said, his expression changing into something between a smile and a wince of pain.

"No!" Harry shouted again.

"Harry, you just said it!"

"Don't call me Harry!"

Draco sat back without another word and looked at him with a meaningful look that said 'I know what you're thinking', so Harry determinately changed this thoughts from 'maybe I said it because its true…' to 'he tried to kill me'.

"I never set out to hurt you, Harry," Draco said quietly after a few minutes.

Harry looked at him. "Then why would you agree with your father to train me back up so that I was ready to fight him?"

"I don't know," Draco replied, "To give you a fighting chance?"

"You're lying again," Harry said calmly, surprisingly not angry this time.

"You're right…" Draco said, and then he forced a weak smile, "It's in my nature."

"That can't be your excuse for everything," Harry said quickly.

Draco's smile faded away. "I don't want to lose you…"

"You already have," Harry retorted. "And if it hadn't been for your father then you wouldn't have had me in the first place!"

Suddenly, Draco turned on his bed and his legs dangled from it. He then pushed himself off it and walked with obvious pain over to Harry. Harry had no idea why he was doing it, but even when Draco reached him, he didn't move away.

"Something to thank him for then," Draco whispered. Harry opened his mouth to shout back but Draco ignored him and carried on, "If you don't listen to what I've had to say since you first got your memory back then you'll always hate me!"

He then lowered his voice and started as Harry just dumbly stood there, shocked at Draco's raised voice. "You're right, I did agree to help my father so that he could kill you in the end. But just so you know, I had no idea he was even after you until you turned up unconscious in here one day, then before you had woken up I found him and he told me, and that was when I told him I'd help him. I know it was wrong, but even despite how much everyone, and I, loathe him, he is my father, and I hadn't seen him since the final battle, but then he was taken away to Azkaban and I didn't even know if he was alive after his escape. And then he told me all these things, almost poisoning my mind into believing that you'd be better off dead. I somehow forgot that you saved my life twice, and had killed the man who treated me and my family so terribly, therefore freeing me from a life of torture. But my father was mad – is mad – and he just made me think like that arrogant teenager I used to be, and all my jealousies for you came rushing back. Yes, Harry, I only ever hated you because I was jealous of you. I adored you in Hogwarts, and I was crushed that you had such better friends than me, friends who loved you for who you were, not what you were, like Crabbe and Goyle did with me. You always thought that you had a terrible life; no family, cursed with the Dark Lord trying to kill you every year, but your life was so much better than mine, and my father made me remember it when I met up with him. So I agreed to help him, just to get back at you."

Harry stood stock still. He had never been so surprised in his entire life. To hear these words coming out of Draco Malfoy's mouth. Draco Malfoy 'adored' him? He was jealous of Harry's friends… Well then why hadn't Draco just tried to be friends with him too? Rather than being a typical Slytherin? Well, there was Harry's answer.

"But after a few weeks, perhaps it was even less," Draco continued, "I realised that you were a good person, like I wanted to be. And I felt just how I had felt in Hogwarts. You didn't deserve any of what you were getting. You didn't deserve to be treated badly by your friends, and you didn't deserve to be trained up so that you could die at the end. And then I saw your Boggart. It turned into me… And that's when I realised that you cared as much for me as I cared for you, despite how I denied it… And then you fell off your broom at the Manor, and when I told you to hold onto me I just felt something… And I knew you could too. That's why I was so angry. Because I kept denying it. But that same night I went to see my father and tell him the deal was off. I wouldn't help him anymore. He was mocking me because he knew that there was something in it. But I told him never to contact me again. And I promise you that the next time I heard from him was the other night, when he told me that he was going to kill you. He said that he was going to tell you everything just to spite me, and then he locked me in my wine cellar but Daniel came and found me not too long after he'd gone. But that's besides the point… I just want you to know that I did tell him I didn't want to do it anymore… And the only reason I did keep teaching you after that was so that I could prove to myself that I was good, and so that I could keep seeing you… Because…" Draco paused and turned back to look at Harry after pacing around the entire room, "Because I knew that without you I'd feel so empty, because I love you…"

Harry stared at him. His vision was slightly burred as tears fell from his eyes, but he could still make out Draco's messy blonde hair and he could still tell that Draco was shaking.

"I'm sorry Harry," Draco whispered, evidently crying as well now. "I'm so sorry…"

Harry swallowed and sniffed before saying, "Draco…" But he was cut off when the door behind him opened quickly.

Harry quickly wiped his face dry and spun around to see Ginny standing there, half calm and half ready to scream if she had to. Her lips were halfway to being tightly pursed, and her shoulders were back and rigid. She looked from Harry to Draco and back again before speaking.

"They told me I can go home now," She said stiffly, "Are you coming?"

Harry looked at Draco who seemed incredibly disgusted by Ginny's tone.

"Give me a minute," He said to Ginny quietly.

"I'll wait here," Ginny replied, again stiffly.

"Wait outside please," Harry asked.

"I'll wait here," She repeated, seemingly more aggravated.

"For fuck sake Ginny, wait outside! Can't you trust me?" Harry exploded, causing both Ginny and Draco to jump.

Ginny's eyes widened and she said, "Calm down," As she started towards the door.

"Why don't you?" Harry retorted just as she left.

He watched the door close before he turned back to Draco, whose expression was now completely stricken, as if he knew what was coming.

"Don't do this to me again," The blonde pleaded suddenly. Harry turned his head away as Draco walked up to him. "I just told you I love you! You can't leave me again!"

"Yes, but the point is, Draco," Harry said, turning back to face him and looking directly into his cloudy grey eyes, "I don't love you."

Draco closed his eyes for a second while taking a deep breath and shouted, "Yes you do! Why are you refusing to see it?"

"Because there's nothing to see!" Harry yelled back, "Look, you've had a bang on the head, you're believing things that aren't there, just…"

"You're right, I did have a bang on the head," Draco interrupted, "And the bitch outside had injuries too, but whose bed have you sat next to more since we got here?"

Harry stopped for a minute. He could have sworn that Draco was secretly awake for the two days that Harry sat only by his bedside unless a Healer told him that Ginny was awake.

"I was waiting for you to wake up so that I could kill you!" He said.

To his surprise, Draco laughed. "You make me laugh, Harry, no one can do that anymore other than you…"

"It wasn't a joke!" Harry spat back, but Draco kept smiling.

And for some reason, the smile on that pale face washed all Harry's anger away, and he smiled weakly as well. And the next thing he knew, Draco was right in front of him, wrapping his arms around him, and whispering in his ear. "I want to fuck you, Potter…"

Harry shivered, feeling goose-bumps all over his body and smirked, "You've been unconscious for two days…"

"You think that makes a difference? When I haven't had you for so long…" Draco said slowly, running his hand down Harry's arm and taking hold of his hand, intertwining their fingers together.

But then Harry came back to his senses. That was a man's hand. That was Draco's hand.

Quickly, Harry pulled his arm away and moved out from between the wall and Draco. And then all his worries and anger returned to him, but he did not show it. His eyes merely filled with more tears as Draco looked at him, quickly starting to cry again, and he whispered, "I have to go."

He walked towards the door, but Draco called out and grabbed hold of his arm again, tightly this time. "No! Harry…"

Harry looked at him once more, "I'm sorry, Draco. But I can't forgive you… Not like that, not so easily." Draco let out a choking cry. "I'll see you around… Goodbye Draco…"

And with that, he prised the fingers away from his arm and walked out of the door.

Ginny was sitting in a chair opposite with her legs and arms crossed tightly.

"What took you so long?" She snapped as she stood up to walk away with Harry.

"I had to tell him to leave me alone…" Harry replied in quite a restricted voice that he hoped Ginny didn't take any notice of.

She seemed not to, however, as she seemed to be sneering evilly when Harry looked at her. Then, as they walked further away from the room, Harry turned his head and saw Draco with the door open to his room, looking out at him. He felt a strange clench in his chest as he turned back to catch up with Ginny, and distantly heard the pleasant voice of a woman saying, "Dr Malfoy! You're awake!"

A/N I'm sorry it's really short! But hopefully you think it was a good chapter! I hate short chapters as well I have decided, so I hope you all forgive me! And I know the start isn't very good, but I was getting back into writing after having not done it for a while. Well, what feels like a while anyway lol! Thanks for reading!