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Draco cursed under his breath as he scrubbed at his hands under the sink. "I said aim for the bucket, not my hands!" Toweling them off, he made his way over towards the sick first year, shoving the bucket into his hands. "You said you ate in the great hall before feeling sick?" He said, adding under his breath, "I'm not surprised."

Checking the boys charts he slid them into the slot at the end of the bed and made his way over to the storage cupboard. He shook his head painfully, "Whens the last time they restocked?" He pulled out a bottle from the cupboard containing a purple liquid and walked back towards the boy.

"Drink this," he said, handing the boy a cup of the purple concoction. He watched as the boy obliged and sat staring up at him. Draco sigh, "well?" He asked plainly. "Oh, I feel fine," said the boy, smiling sweetly up at him. Draco shook his head and pointed to the door. Frowning, the boy slipped from the bed and padded out of the infirmary, sulking.

A small chuckle came from the doorway. "They're getting sick just to see you Mr. Malfoy." Harry slid into the room and frowned at the large amounts of bile on the floor. "I see you're not wearing your uniform," he said gesturing towards Draco's usual robes.

Draco returned the bottle to the cupboard and waved his hand at the mess, watching as it faded away. "I told you I wasn't wearing no bloody dress." Harry shook his head, "I'm afraid that's unacceptable." Harry flicked his wand and watched as Draco's clothes faded into the familiar and proper uniform.

Draco leaned his head back and groaned loudly. "Do you ever bloody give up Potter!? I'm not playing in your sick role play." He tugged furiously at the fabric, suddenly realizing the fabric was embedded into his skin. "Oh ha ha," he drawled out.

Harry grinned over at him, licking his lips, "Well I thought it was funny." He made his way over to Draco, racking his eyes up and down the boy. "You really do look great in the opposing gender's clothes Draco." Draco narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms and blocking Harry's view.

"Don't you have important business to tend to? Hasn't that Weasley girl injured anyone yet?" He shifted uncomfortably under Harry's watchful eyes. Harry shrugged and shook his head. "She's good Draco, give her some credit."

Draco rolled his eyes and gestured towards the cupboard. "The cupboard is bare," he said bending down to scoop up the remaining ingredients. Harry smirked softly, leaning over slightly, "That's not the only thing that's bare," he said gaping at Draco's pale bare ass as he bent over.

Draco groaned inwardly, knowing he was asking for that one. He reached back and tugged down the back of the unreasonably short dress. "I highly doubt this is regulation. How many creepy perverts would want to look under the dress of an old nurse maid?"

Harry grinned from ear to ear, shrugging slightly. "It's regulation and you're going to wear it, like it or not-" "Which I don't," Draco butted in. Harry grinned and shook his head as he slide up behind Draco. "Hm.." he said softly making Draco jump. "The cupboard in a little bare," he said, smirking, "I suppose we'll have to refill soon."

Both boys jerked their heads up as Ginny Weasley rushed in carry a pale looking girl in her arms. "She...She fell," Ginny said breathlessly. "I...I don't know what happened," tears spilled from Ginny's eyes. "She was doing fine! Then she let go of her broomstick for some reason and hit the ground."

Draco pushed Harry out of the way and took the girl from Ginny's arms. She lay motionless as he set her down onto the nearest bed. He swept away and returned a moment later with a handful of bottles, vials, and an assortment of books. Harry and Ginny watch eagerly as he began to mix a few bottles.

Draco held the bottle underneath the girls nose as the scent rose up and into her nose. Suddenly the girl jolted awake, gasping. Ginny breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away the dry tears.

"Don't move," he told the girl as she stared up at him, fear clearly present in her eyes. He examined every inch of her body, checking for broken bones or torn muscles. "She's going to be fine," he said after a moments silence. "She fainted from the shock, but is otherwise in perfect condition." He slipped from the bed and stumbled backwards as Ginny threw her arms around his neck.

"T..Thank you," she choked out. Draco rolled his eyes and shoved her off, pressing his dress firmly. "I said she's bloody fine. No need to get all emotional about it."

A grin broke out on Ginny's face as she nodded appreciatively. Taking the scared girl's hand, she made her way towards the door. "Why was that man wearing a dress Professor Weasley?" Ginny laughed softly and glanced once more back towards the blond haired boy. "Because he has the legs for it," she replied smugly.

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Draco sipped his wine casually and glanced around the deep maroon and gold decorated room. He swirled his finger around the glass and sighed wearily.

"Is there a reason you never give me the time of day Draco?" Draco nodded, not opening his mouth to speak.

Harry sighed and took a swig of the firewhiskey in his hands, "Which reason might that be?" Draco shrugged and took another sip. "I don't want to deal with you anymore." Harry scoffed, "Anymore? Whens the last time you've had to deal with me?" Draco shrugged again, letting his shoulders fall. "Ever since I got here? Ever since I first met you? Take your pick."

Harry dropped down in the seat next to Draco and stared over at him, trying to break through the wall Draco was trying so hard to keep up. Harry lowered his voice, "I was in love with you Draco...Hell, I still am.." "And that's exactly the reason why you left me," Draco interrupted coldly. Harry closed his eyes, setting down the bottle as he rubbed his temples. "You know I had no choice, you knew that." Draco crossed the room and filled his empty wine glass. "I wish I had known that when I first met you. I could have saved the world the heartache."

"Draco..." Harry began, but was stopped as Draco's hand shot up. "Save it Potter. I told you when you left, when we stood along the shore of the lake on our last night together at Hogwarts, that I would go anywhere with you, that I would do anything with you. But you still turned your back on me and left, you still told me our lives were too different."

Draco could feel the tears swelling up in his eyes as the painful memories overtook him. "You broke your promise!" He sobbed out as the glass in his hand began to shake, his body trembling. "I asked you to make sure our lives never collided again, if you ever walked away from me. I made you promise!" The tears rolled down Draco's cheeks as the wine glass slipped from his fingers. His body trembled violently as Harry stood up, his own tears threatening to fall. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco, pulling his shaking body into his embrace.

Draco's fingers coiled around Harry's cloak as he sobbed quietly. "You looked me in the eyes and you promised you'd do the best you could to make sure it never happened. But you lied to me Harry Potter!" Draco's hand swung as he angrily struck at Harry's chest.

Harry flinched slightly, but it only caused him to hold Draco tighter against his body. "You left me.." he said again, tears flowing down his reddened cheeks. "And now you have the decency to come back like this?" Draco could feel his knees going weak as he clung tighter to the raven haired boy.

Praying his voice wouldn't betray him, Harry spoke slowly, "I came back because I love you Draco...Do you think it's been easy for me either?" Hesitantly he reached up and placed the palm of his hand against Draco's hair. "Everyday since that day, I've thought about you; and when I haven't thought about you, I've dreamt about you. We were young Draco...I didn't know what I wanted, I certainly didn't believe it was you," he whispered softly. "I thought once again, I could be boy wonder, and save us from a world of heartache as you so fondly put it."

Draco closed his eyes, drinking in every word the boy was saying to him. "I would have done it you know," Draco said after a moments silence. "I would have gone anywhere with you..." Harry swallowed the rising lump in his throat, "I..I know.." he said, not baring bring himself to tell Draco the real reason he left.

Harry stroked the back of Draco's head, softly calming him down as his sobs turned into small whimpers. "If I had known then, what I know now..." unknowingly his grip tightened around the small frame of the boy, fearing if he let go, Draco would once again slip through his fingers.

He pulled away slightly and stared softly down at the boy, "I love you Draco. How many times must I say it before you stop being a fool and believe me?" A small laugh slipped from Draco's lips, "Not enough Harry. Not nearly enough." He stared back into the boys eyes, his own eyes shimmering in the dull light of the headmaster's quarters.

Sliding his hand froward Harry cupped Draco's cheek, tenderly rubbing the smooth skin softly. "Is there a grain of hope, that you'll take a foolish boy back?" The shimmer in Draco's eyes faltered as he looked away. "A foolish boy indeed..." Draco whispered more to himself than to anyone else. "And if you leave again?"

Harry laughed softly, "I may be foolish, but I am certainly not an idiot." He pondered for a moment, staring into the seriousness of Draco's face. "If I leave you, Draco Malfoy, I give you solemn power to overrule me as headmaster and take my position as your own."

Draco cocked his eyebrow and eyed the man before him carefully. "That's a long a way to fly from Healer," he said. "And we wouldn't want to deprive the students of their peek at male anatomy now would we?" Harry joked. Draco rolled his eyes and pushed away from Harry, only stopping as Harry caught his arm. "Hey.." Harry said softly, "even if takes a while, for you to believe me again, I'll wait. Hell, I've waited over 5 years to find you again, I'll wait another 5 if it means having you to hold again.." he trailed off slowly.

Draco sucked on his bottom lip, rolling it over it over in his head. "I won't promise you the moon Harry Potter; but I'll try and give you the stars." A grin broke out on Harry's face as he tugged the boy back into his arm, capturing the boy's lips in a kiss.

Draco couldn't help but grin along with him, giving into the long forgotten sensations which were Harry Potter.

"Professor I..." Ginny trailed off, her face turning a peachy color. "Am I interrupting something?" She began again smugly.

The two boys broke away from each other and Draco groaned at the grinning girl. "Does anyone in this bloody world not have a fetish for two blokes making out?" Draco mumbled to himself and pushed away from Harry, slipping into the bathroom. Harry grinned after the boy, shaking his head, "Is there something I can help you with Ginny?" "Besides explaining what that was about?" She said making her way over to the boy. Harry shrugged, not able to shrug the grin off his face. "Some people are just lucky Ginny." She rolled her eyes, "Tell me about it." She handed him the reports of the 2nd year Quidditch tryouts.

He flipped through them, not actually caring, "Looks great Ginny," he said handing the forms back. She shook her head, "Where is your head Harry Potter?" He motioned with his hands toward the boy who had just emerged from the bathroom.

"Weasley, he nodded curtly." She smiled up at him and nodded back respectfully. Draco leaned down, pressing lips against Harry's; "It's late, " he offered pulling back. "I'm sure you have things you'd like to discuss with Miss Weasley, and I've got to get back to check on the Pien twins in the infirmary." Slipping from the room, he closed the door behind him, missing the unmistakable regret on Ginny's face.

"Do you really know what you're doing Harry?" "Hm?" Harry said off handedly, he shook his head, clearing his thoughts, "I'm sorry Ginny, what were you saying." She sighed softly and stared over at her friend with saddened eyes. "Harry, please tell me you know what you're doing. Don't you remember, you left him once, why are you doing this?"

Harry smiled softly over at the small girl, "Ginny, I know you worry, but don't. I know I left him, but it's not for reasons you assume. I love him, I always have." Ginny closed her eyes and turned away from him, "How do you know you're not making a big mistake Harry? Obviously something went askew if you left him already. What's stopping you to say...do it again! You could hurt that boy," she said desperately.

Harry raised his eyebrow softly, "When have you cared about the well being of Draco Malfoy?" Ginny's face glowed red, "Well...Never, but..." she stood up abruptly, clutching the files to her chest. "Just, Harry, please watch out, alright?"

Harry nodded up at her, smiling reassuringly, "Don't I always?"

She sighed softly and rolled her eyes, "I'll see you tomorrow morning Headmaster," she said nodding politely. She made her way across the room, placing her hand on the door handle she turned to him once more, "and Harry," she began, "I could have loved you better." She pushed her way through the door, closing it softly behind her.