Pushing the door open slightly, he could hear someone quietly sniffing as if they were crying. He rolled his eyes when he realised moaning myrtle was always in this bathroom. He edged his way in looking for harry.
"Harry." Whispered Draco. He could hear someone shuffling around. He frowned and moved in further.
"Over here." Harry said, so quietly that Draco wondered if he had even heard it. Draco wondered around the corner and saw harry hunched up against the wall. Draco couldn't help but feel sorry for him. The poor boy has just been told he is dying. Draco sighed and went and sat down next to him. Harry looked up at him and smiled. Tears were in his eyes. Suddenly it hit him that it was harry crying, not moaning myrtle.
"Don't worry. I don't expect you to comfort me." Smiled harry. He raised his hand and wiped away a tear that escaped. Draco smiled back.
"Well good. Because I have never done it before and I'm sure I would be shit at it." Draco stared at harry for a bit. Just watching him sit there and taking in everything about him. "Harry, do you need me to touch you?" Harry's head snapped up and he looked at Draco, before smiling at him widely and nodding.
"If you don't mind." He sniffed. Draco smiled back. Without thinking, he shifted closer to harry and wrapped his arm around Harry's shoulder loosely, he point blank refused to hug harry.
"I know this is weird." Draco coughed awkwardly and then carried on. "But I do not wish for you to die. I am willing to spend time getting to know you potter, but I cannot promise anything." Harry snapped his head and looked at Draco in shock.
"Don't be stupid Malfoy. Don't bother trying. Nothing is going to come of it. We hate each other. Well, you hate me more than I hate you. I just don't particularly like the way you act towards me and my friends. Plus, what on earth is your father going to say? He wants me dead." Draco had to admit, that yes, he was scared what his father was going to say or do even. Yet he couldn't shift the feeling that he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he let harry die, when he could have tried to help. He wasn't anything like his father, no matter how hard his father tried to raise him to believe all his views. Draco couldn't deny that he did not believe in what his father stood for at all.
"Potter, I am not just going to let you die. What can my father do? I'm here in Hogwarts. I know I always treat you pretty badly, but do remember that I did want to be your friend?" harry indeed, did remember turning down Draco's friendship request. He didn't like the way Draco acted and there was no way he was going to be friends with someone like that.
"I Remember it perfectly well Malfoy. You were a complete arse. There was no way I was going to be friends with someone like that. Although, I do regret it. Maybe you would be different now if I was your friend." This was weirding Draco out so much, but yet he still couldn't push harry off and walk away. He was, well, enjoying, yes he was enjoying it. Draco laughed.
"The great harry potter regrets turning down the bastard that is Draco Malfoy?" Harry shifted apart from Draco. He suddenly felt like he had more energy, and that was all thanks to Draco.
"I wonder how different things would have been if I accepted your offer of friendship." Wondered harry as he pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around himself. "Do you really hate everyone like you seem to?" asked harry, as he let his gaze fall on Draco. Harry had always hoped that Draco didn't. That he was just acting that way because it was what people expected from a death eaters son.
"Course I don't. And if you tell anyone that then I will kick your arse." Harry gave Draco a small push on his arm, and smiled. "Madame Pomfrey sent me to get you by the way. She said she has some more things to discuss. We should probably go." Draco pulled himself up from the floor and brushed down his robes.
"And here was me thinking you came to look for me on your own." Harry said sarcastically. Draco tried not to laugh but it was growing increasingly hard to not laugh at Harry's jokes. Harry pulled himself up and they made their way back to the hospital wing, in a sort of comfortable silence
"Ah boys. I see you were successful in convincing young potter to return." Madame Pomfrey smiled and ushered them over to sit on some chairs. Harry and Draco obliged and moved into the seats.
"Now boys. Let me finish explaining to you. I assume you would both like for me to continue?" she asked as she eyed them both. They both nodded. They both thought it best not to interrupt her unless it was necessary. "Good. Now. First of all I would like to say that both of you will need to stay fairly close to each other. You do not need to be in the same room together at all. Just close by so that you can go to harry when he needs you Draco. Of course I assume you have both figured out that you sometimes get extremely tired harry, and need Draco to touch you to regain energy." Draco and harry nodded at her to show they understood. "of course, the longer you go without touching a little, the more contact harry needs to regain his energy. If you go for a very long period of time without touching then harry may very well collapse on the floor and you both would have to continuously touch for goodness knows how many days to help poor harry. Oh goodness boys. I do hope this is making sense to you." she said as she eyed them both cautiously.
"We understand Madame Pomfrey. Please do continue." Pressed harry.
"Very well harry. Now, at night time, you both can stay in your own dormitories. It isn't necessary for you to share a room in case harry needs to have help regaining his energy. You will be asleep harry, therefore it won't be necessary. Although, you would both have to go to your dormitories as late as you can. Of course if you spend a lot of time awake in your dormitory on your own harry, you might find you need Draco. So I suggest that you go to your dormitories as late as possible and go straight to sleep. Is that clear?" she asked as she watched Draco's and Harrys emotionless faces.
"Crystal clear." Nodded Draco.
"Now, this is the important thing I wish to speak to you about. If you both do end up loving each other, then of course the bond will not affect you anymore harry. You won't be tired all the time, you won't need Draco to touch you and you certainly will not die. Once the bond is passed this stage, and of course if it is something you wish, the bond can then be removed. Of course if you both love each other then I see no reason why the bond should be removed, but of course it is an option." Madame Pomfrey paused there to watch the boys closely. Neither of them seemed to react to the fact the bond could be removed. She was quite pleased about that. "One more thing before I let you go boys. If you find you cannot love each other. This is of course entirely possible. Don't get angry, or hostile towards each other out of frustration. It will only make it worse. I know that for you harry, it is very important that you love each other. But you can't make yourselves love someone. Please don't get upset if you can't stop this. Especially you Draco." At this harry snorted.
"Like he would be upset if I die." He snapped. Madame Pomfrey had no idea that the silence harry was giving was because he was growing more angry. "Like I have said before, his whole family would probably celebrate. Draco Malfoy finally destroyed the boy who lived. Finally Malfoy doesn't have to put up with me anymore. Then of course with me out of the world they can attack everyone who they don't like." Draco stood up violently.
"You arse potter, you absolute arse." Draco shouted. Draco went to storm out, much like harry had did earlier, but was stopped by someone tugging on his arm. He followed the arm half expecting to see madam Pomfrey hold on to him, but instead, spotted that it was Harry's arm. Harry violently pulled him back to sitting in the chair.
"Boys, this is not helping. How on earth do you expect to get to know each other if you just assume you know everything about the other?" Madam Pomfrey raised her eyebrow and gave a sideways look to Draco. "I believe Draco, that this would be a fitting time to tell Harry something quite important." She said as she moved her gaze onto Draco.
"I am not going to tell him." He snapped. "You just heard him. He already knows everything about me apparently. There is nothing more to say." He went to stand but once again harry tugged him back down.
"Tell him now Draco or so help me I will keep you both here so you don't get any dinner." Madam Pomfrey looked positively fuming. Draco just looked away and let his gaze fall on the floor. "Very well Draco. I shall tell him." She placed her hands firmly in her lap and pursed her lips.
"Tell me what?" snapped harry. Harry was growing very impatient.
"Draco here, likes you harry. Wants to be your friend." Before Madame Pomfrey could continue Draco had interrupted.
"Wanted, not wants." He snapped.
"Oh sorry, wanted to be your friend. He wanted to be your friend because he likes you harry." Once again Draco interrupted with a quick snap.
"Liked, not likes."
"For goodness sake Draco, stop interrupting or tell him yourself." Draco shook his head and looked away again.
"Anyway, Draco wanted to be your friend because he liked you, not because of who you are. He very much hoped that you would have seen that, instead of assuming he just wanted to be your friend because of who you are. Draco isn't who you think he is Harry. He doesn't believe in what his father does, he just acts like he does because he is scared." Draco stood abruptly from the chair and gave Madam Pomfrey a hard stare.
"I am NOT scared. I did not realise you were going to tell him that I don't believe what my father does. I just thought you were going to tell him about me wanting to be his friend. I am appalled and quite frankly mortified that you have told him this." And with that Draco gave one more growl in madam Pomfrey's direction and exited through the doors. 'Christ. I can't believe I have got Malfoy wrong all these years. It's like finding out your mother is still alive.' Thought harry, completely unaware that Draco had heard that. 'For god sake potter, I don't quite think it's like that.' Harry jumped at bit and the sound of Draco in his head. Madam Pomfrey jumped also.
"Oh, sorry. Just hearing Draco in my head sometimes makes me jump." Harry said nervously. Madam Pomfrey just smiled.
"It's quite alright Harry; carry on your conversation with Draco. Don't think I didn't notice you just call him Draco." Harry blushed slightly when he too realized he had just called him Draco. 'Will you just come back you idiot? Why are you so embarrassed at me finding out you have just been a massive lie your whole life?' Harry laughed out of pure astonishment. Draco had always not got on with harry, it's the way it was. So harry found it very hard to think that Draco had actually wanted to be his friend because he liked him. Harry had always just assumed it was because of who he was, because he was Harry potter. Harry was brought out of his day dream when he heard Draco. 'I am not coming back in there. I am absolutely humiliated. I was never going to tell you any of this. I'm absolutely mortified beyond belief that you now know that I actually quite like you. And not to mention that it's because of you that I don't believe anything my father says.' Harry's face suddenly dropped from the grin he was holding to an extremely shocked face. 'Madam Pomfrey never mentioned that it was because of Me.' harry helpfully pointed out. 'Oh shit.' Harry laughed so hard that he had to clutch his sides. 'Come on Malfoy. Get your arse back here please. I mean Draco. I really think we should go back to calling each other by our first names. We were doing it earlier. Don't know why we stopped. Let's not go backwards. So, come on Draco, please come back.' Harry sighed loudly. This was going to be so hard. How on earth was he going to fall in love with Draco of all people? Just how? He didn't want to even think about how on earth Draco was going to fall in love with HIM. The most boring looking person on the planet with odd looking glasses. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the door slam shut. He felt the bed next to him go down slightly; Draco had obviously sat next to him.
"Should we try again boys?" harry jumped slightly. He had almost forgotten Madam Pomfrey was even there. "Now, I must ask, is either of you two in love with someone else at the moment?" Harry looked over to Draco and watched has he shook his head. Harry shook his head too. "Brilliant. Now, remember harry, Draco doesn't hate you and wants to be your friend, he doesn't believe in what the dark lord does, and is just another normal teenager. If I hear that either one of you two have been dragging up past experiences then I will not be happy. In order to move on boys, you must forget the terrible things you both did that you obviously didn't mean. Now both say sorry now and we will not talk about the past any more. Is that clear?" Harry felt slightly embarrassed. His fights with Draco had always been so petty and he had always felt like he never really meant anything he said.
"Sorry." Mumbled harry under his breath.
"Yeah sorry." Draco replied in such a quiet voice. Madam Pomfrey smiled. She looked over to harry and gave him a worrying look.
"Harry dear, Have you cried over this at all?" Harry's eyes widened in response.
"What-no. Of course not." Harry felt his checks go red, and could feel Draco's gaze on him. He was absolutely horrified with that question.
"Yes he has." Draco spoke up quietly. Draco kept his gaze on harry, making him feel very uncomfortable.
"Is that true Harry? Don't be embarrassed if it is. Quite natural." Harry had the most uncontrollable urge to just burst out into tears right then. In fact, it was so strong that he couldn't hold it back, and a few tears escaped. "Oh bother, I do apologise Harry. It was not my intention to make you cry. Forget I said anything." Harry couldn't stop the tears coming; they just kept falling from his eyes, one by one, leaving wet trails down his checks. The tears were coming more and more intense and soon enough he was finding himself absolutely sobbing. Embarrassment was not even an option any more, he felt too broken to even care. His whole life could end so soon and he didn't even know what to do with himself.
Draco watched Harry as he sobbed and sobbed. He felt so helpless. Draco never was any good with comforting people when they needed it. Draco let his gaze fall on Madam Pomfrey who caught his gaze. She gave him a disappointing look and nodded her head into the direction of Harry.
"Well what on earth do you want me to do about it?" he whispered so only she could hear, although he didn't think harry would hear it even if he shouted it. Harry was too involved in trying to calm himself down.
"See to your crying spouse maybe." She snapped angrily. "Instead of sitting there helplessly like a coward." Draco sighed heavily and then shuffled closer to harry.
"harry." He started. "You really don't need to cry. We don't know what's going to happen. We might have months to work this out. You never know." Draco looked over to madam Pomfrey again, who was still looking rather disappointed. "Yeah, that is a point. How long have we got?" he asked. Madam Pomfrey sighed.
"Well, you are doing a very poor job of comforting your spouse Draco. And if you must know, from the research I have done, you have roughly 6 months." Draco gave her a glare. 6 months wasn't that long to fall in love with someone. Draco heard Harry's cries grow louder and stronger. He wrapped an arm around Harry's should and sighed heavily.
"It will be alright harry." He soothed. He moved his free hand to Harry's arm and rubbed it up and down.
"You can both leave now if you wish. There is no rush to leave, but if you wish you may. If you have any problems, do come and see me." With that Madam Pomfrey offered them one last sympathetic look and departed from the hospital wing and into her office.
Harry felt his checks flush with a deep red colour when he realised he was sobbing with Draco's arm wrapped around him. Although this was the case, he just could not bring himself to pull away from Draco's embrace. It was far too comforting. He didn't care if it was absolutely mortifying. They sat in a sort of awkward silence while Harry tried to calm himself down. Draco's arm was still around Harry's shoulders, but his hand had stopped rubbing his arm comfortingly. Harry almost felt sad that he had stopped.
"What are we going to do?" Harry asked when he finally got his breathing under control. Draco let his gaze fall on harry, and gave him a thoughtful look.
"mmm…" Draco mumbled as he thought for a moment. "I, personally, think that we should just start off by trying to be friends. Can't be too hard to do right?" Draco took his arm away from Harry's shoulder and Harry suddenly felt quite alone. "Let's start completely again. Forget everything we did to each other in the past and just start again." Draco got up out of the chair he was sat in and stood in front of harry. Harry gave him a confused look and then stood also.
"Hi, my name is Draco, Draco Malfoy." Draco outstretched his hand in front of Harry's face. Harry smiled at it and shook it roughly.
"Harry, Harry potter." He said in a mocking tone. Draco scowled at him and pushed him lightly on the arm, before smiling and taking his hand away.
"Good. Now that we have introduced ourselves I think you should dry your tears and we could go and do something fun." Harry pretended to looked shocked and smacked his hand to his mouth.
"Oh Draco, I didn't realise you wanted to move so fast." Draco looked as if he didn't know whether to laugh or look mortified. Cleary he decided to go with the mortified look. "I was joking Draco." Harry laughed. Before much more could be said, there was a screeching sound and people were bursting through the door.
"Oh Draco, I'm so sorry about what has happened to you." Said pansy as she wrapped her arms around Draco tightly. Draco looked extremely uncomfortable and just let her hug him. "It must be so awful to have this happen to you. I mean of all people, it had to be you and potter. Don't worry. We will find a way out of this. Me and Blaise are going to work hard researching this to get you out of this awful situation. I cannot even begin to think how awful it is going to be to be stuck near potter all the time. I would obviously be tearing my hair out." She paused for a minute. "Why Is no one but me talking?" she asked suddenly. Harry actually felt quite hurt at her words. Without saying anything he just stared at his lap and let them carry on talking about him like he was just a piece of dirt. He just couldn't find it in him to care.
"I just cannot believe that someone would cast a spell like that on Potter when anyone could have bonded to him. As you very well have. Who in their right mind would want to be bonded to potter? I'm pretty sure there are many people who would jump at the chance to cast a few different hexes on him. I for one would-." Before she could say much more Draco had interrupted.
"Please stop talking." He said quietly. If pansy was shocked, she certainly didn't show it.
"Oh sorry Draco dear. I do get carried away with my talking. Although I will never run out of bad things to say about potter, I could sit here and-." This time harry had interrupted her babbling.
"Yes, please do carry on talking as if I'm not even here. Don't mind me." Pansy tore her gaze away from Draco and scowled at Harry.
"I would rather not acknowledge that you are here potter, if you don't mind. This is an awfully embarrassing situation for Draco. I dare say that you hardly care about this bonding but for Draco, I should imagine this is rather humiliating to say the least." Those words did hurt harry, more than he felt comfortable with. The words actually really hurt. Was he just an embarrassment? 'Sorry for being such embracement.' Harry thought sadly, not having any idea that he sent it as a telepathic thought. He carried on just staring at his lap not letting them know that it had got to him. 'You are not an embarrassment harry. Please ignore pansy.' Harry let out a gasp as he didn't realise he sent it as a telepathic thought.
"Honestly potter, you are such a hopeless case. What on earth was that gasp for? Finally realised you are an utter embarrassment to everyone around you? Always getting yourself and others into stupid situations." She laughed at Harry while keeping her eyes firmly on Harry.
"Pansy, you are not helping anyone. Please just shut the hell up or go away." Harry heard the voice come from behind pansy. Harry looked up from his lap and saw that Blaise was stood behind pansy. Harry knew that there was another person there because he could hear the footsteps when they entered the hospital wing, but he didn't know who it was. "Well pansy? Why have you suddenly gone quiet? Are you going to help or not? If you are just going to sit there and be annoying as hell then leave." Pansy looked absolutely mortified while Blaise stood there shouting at her. She gave him a very hard stare and then turned her attention to Draco giving him a hard glare. Finally, she looked over to harry and snarled at him.
"I wouldn't get too comfortable Potter. You are only going to die soon anyway. I would say it was nice knowing you, but unfortunately, it hasn't been." She spat out her words with venom.
"Pansy!" Blaise shouted, startlingly Pansy slightly. Blaise just looked at her as if he was disgusted. Harry couldn't quite understand why he was looking at her like that. Did he not agree with pansy?
"Don't worry. I'm leaving." She snarled. With one last glare at everyone she stalked off.
"Sorry about her potter. She can be a right nasty piece of work. I for one want to help you both out. Not just Draco. You are not an embarrassment Potter." Harry smiled slightly at the kind words that a Slytherin had just said. "Right, now I have done some research on your type of bond and-." Blaise was cut off by Draco suddenly stepping closer to him and looking at him questionably.
"How do you know about the bond? We haven't told anyone about it? How do you know we are bonded and how in the hell do you know what bond it is?" he asked questionably. Blaise smiled at him and took a seat in front of harry.
"Well, me and pansy were worried about you two, oh sorry, I was worried about you too, she was just looking for gossip. Anyway, we knew something was going on so we went to Dumbledore and demanded to know what was going on. Of course as we are your friends Draco, he told us all about the bond and how they broke into the Gryffindor tower and everything. Anyway, after that I went to the library and did some research on it." Once again Blaise was interrupted but by harry this time.
"It's pointless Blaise, madam Pomfrey said she had already done all the research. There isn't much we can do to be honest." Harry mumbled as he felt himself deflate of all hope he ever had.
"No, you are wrong. There is something we can do. If we just find-."
"Blaise. Madam Pomfrey told us what we have to do." Draco interrupted quietly.
"No, honestly there is something we can do. I got into the restricted section. Don't ask me how because I don't want to let out my secrets but I did. You don't have to fall in love with each other to solve this. All you have to do is find the person who cast the spell. They just have to conduct a counter spell and there you have it. Both free of the bond, no more of Potter collapsing and no more of Potter dying. Such a simple solution. So anyway, we should really start investigating and coming up…" Blaise was speaking very excitedly, but trailed off when he noticed that neither Draco nor Harry was particularly looking very excited. Harry had listened to what Blaise had said but didn't really take much of it in.
"Are you two even listening to me? I sat there for ages doing this research for you and you are not even listening to Me." he scowled at them both. Harry suddenly felt very apologetic.
"Sorry Blaise, but, why-," He looked over the Blaise and studied him carefully. "Why are you doing this for me? This doesn't really have a dangerous effect on Draco, just me. So why are you bothering?" He asked defeated. Harry was having a very hard time coming to terms with the fact that Draco's Slytherin best friend wanted to help him.
"Potter, Draco and Pansy might have a problem with you but I certainly don't. I have never done or said anything awful to you. I don't understand how you came to the conclusion I dislike you?" Draco let out a gasp and stared at Blaise questionably.
"You don't dislike Pott- I mean harry? But what about all those things you said in the Slytherin common room? I always thought you did dislike him." He asked completely baffled.
"No. I do not dislike Potter in any way at all. I only said those things to join in with yours and Pansy's conversation. I didn't mean any of it. I just said what you wanted to hear." He scowled at Draco, who was gaping at him who was clearly overwhelmed. Much like Harry. He just could not believe what he was hearing.
"Actually, now you come to think of it. No, no you haven't ever done anything but laugh along really." Harry said as he thought over the events.
"Exactly, I just laughed along to make it look like I was enjoying it. Sometimes I had to fight the urge to jump to your rescue. Obviously I couldn't do that or I would lose my only friends in Slytherin and I would like to be able to live through Hogwarts thank you." he turned his head to look at Draco. "And if you don't want to be my friend anymore because I like Pott-," He paused for a moment and looked at harry and then back to Draco. "Harry, then that's too bad. I'm tired of acting like something I'm not. I can't help it if you have a problem with Harry." Blaise glared at Draco and then let out a sigh of relief as if he had been waiting to say that his whole life.
"I don't have a problem with harry." Draco mumbled under his breath, looking down at his shoes. 'Never have done.' Harry knew that Draco didn't mean to send that thought. He smiled at him. 'And I know that now Draco. It's ok.' Draco lifted his head and smiled at Harry.
"Are you two talking telepathically? Could I ask you not to do that in my presence? Makes me feel awfully left out." He pouted at them both, and they replied with a smile, and a nod of their heads.
"Now, as I was saying, we just need to find the person who cast the spell. Can't be too hard. We will just do some investigating. It will also save you both from trying to fall in love with each other. That will never happen of course. I have no idea if you were at least going to try, I gather you were from the fact you are being civil and calling each other by your first names." He smirked at them both.
"Why did madam Pomfrey not tell us that? If it's true then surely she would have said so?" Harry asked as he wondered why on earth she had kept that from them.
"I have no idea. Maybe she thought it would be near enough impossible to find the person." Blaise paused for a moment while he thought. "I must admit, I find it more impossible for you two to fall in love than it is to find the person who did this. It has to be someone at Hogwarts. No one would be able to get past the wards of the castle." Draco cradled his head in his hands.
"My head hurts." He stated in his whiny voice. Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes at him. "This is all so confussing. Are you now telling me that I don't need to fall in love with Harry?" He asked as he lifted his head and narrowed his eyes at Blaise.
"Yes. That is exactly what I am saying. Have you even been paying attention Draco?" scowled Blaise as he stood from his chair. Harry could see the relief form on Draco's face. Harry on the other hand, was still unsure. He didn't think that the person would be found and he certainly didn't think he was going to be able to fall in love with Draco. All in all, Harry was pretty sure he was going to die. "I will leave you two be for the time being. I will come back and ask you questions later on. I think you two have had enough for one day. You have been in this hospital wing for quite some time. You should probably rest." He smiled at them both and walked away.
Draco looked at harry for a quick glance to see if he could figure out what harry thought about it. Draco could see the confusion and doubt on his face the second he looked. For some unknown reason, this upset Draco.
"Come on Harry, cheer up. Blaise said-," Harry abruptly stood from the chair and interrupted Draco.
"Draco I know what he said. But I can't help but wonder where he got that information from. If it was true then surely madam Pomfrey would have said so. Like he said, it's far more likely that we find the person who did this than for us to fall in love with each other. In reality, 6 months isn't very long to do either. I'm not getting my hopes up yet." Draco watched has Harry sunk back into his chair defeated. Draco didn't quite know what to say. He just nodded and carried on watching Harry.
"We should probably go to bed." Draco said quietly. Harry nodded sadly. Draco really wanted to do something but he just didn't know what. How was he meant to make him feel better when he doesn't know anything about him to know how to?
Draco and harry stood up from the chairs and made their way over to the hospital wing doors. As soon as they stepped out of the doors they parted ways without another word. Draco felt surprisingly sad that Harry hadn't said night to him, but he didn't say anything. He made his way to the dungeons and Harry made his way to the Gryffindor tower. Once he was in the common room, he ignored the cries of people asking what was going on with him and made his way to his dorm room where he collapsed on his bed, ready for sleep to take over him.
When harry had climbed through the portrait he was straight away welcomed by Hermione and Ron who were throwing questions at him. It turned out that they both already knew everything about the situation. Dumbledore had called them to his office to explain, so that harry and Draco would not have to go through the painful process of having to tell them. Hermione and Ron had explained to harry how Dumbledore had asked them not to talk about the situation too much to harry to stop him from feeling uncomfortable and dwelling too much on what might happen. They asked him a few more questions and let him go. Harry stumbled up the stairs and laid in his bed waiting for sleep to take over. As hard as Harry tried, he just could not sleep. Not because he felt uncomfortable and needed Draco to touch him, but because he just couldn't shift the thoughts of dying out of his head.
'Please just let me sleep.' He cried out, after about 3 hours of trying to sleep. He wasn't aware that it had been sent to Draco until he replied, and startled Harry.
'Having trouble sleeping?' Harry thought about Draco for a short while before he replied. 'Yes.' Was all he said. 'You left me hanging for that long, just to reply with yes? Do you want me to leave you alone?' Draco asked. Harry suddenly felt like no, no he didn't want Draco to leave him alone. In fact, he wanted the opposite. He wanted to go and sit with Draco and talk to him properly. Harry was not sure why he felt like that, but he did. 'Yes.' Was what Harry replied with. As much as he wanted Draco to comfort him right now, (for some very strange reason) he didn't want Draco to catch on. When Draco didn't reply harry sighed loudly. 'No.' Once again there was a small pause, that Harry finally filled. 'Can you not sleep either?' Harry thought that Draco must been ignoring him because he didn't reply for a rather long time. 'No.' was his reply. 'I can tell you don't really want to talk to me Draco so, night.' Harry was desperate for Draco not to go to sleep and to carry on talking to him. He would feel so alone if Draco went to sleep. 'Night.' Was Draco's reply. Harry was right. As soon as he heard those words in his head he did feel alone, very alone. After about another 2 hours of lying there staring at the ceiling Harry dozed off to sleep.