Draco's version:
Draco had been returning to the dungeons after a long day when it all happened, several younger Slytherin students grabbed him and Pansy stepped from the Shadows brandishing a golden spindle in front of the wide eyed wizard.
Draco struggled hard with the students who held him, the blond watched helplessly as one of them held his hand out, he gasped loudly as Pansy pushed the spindle down and the spindle point pierced the flesh of his hand.
The last thing Draco saw was Pansy looming large over him. "When I wake you proving that I am your true love you'll never escape me."
Even as the spell pulled him under Draco shuddered with disgust at those words and drew close to his heart the one man he had always secretly loved with his whole heart.
Carefully they settled Draco down on the floor Pansy knelt down next to him, she then leant into Draco and kissed him softly but nothing happened. "Oh my god it didn't work nothing happened."
The other Slytherin's who had been standing around helping the witch scattered. "What has happened here?" Asked the cool voice of none other than professor Snape from right behind Pansy.
The young witch jumped and spun round. "I . . . Ah an enchanted spindle..." pansy said stuttering for a moment before taking a deep breath and explaining to the professor what she had done to Draco.
As Pansy explained professor Snape pinched the brow of this nose in aggravation. "Oh lord in heaven you foolish, foolish girl, the last thing this school needs is a case of sleeping beauty. Well I guess it can't be helped, you and I are going to see the headmaster you need to be punished and I need to find out what to do with our sleeping beauty here." Carefully the professor leant down and carefully gathered Draco into his arms.
As Pansy and Snape walked down the corridors they saw Harry, Ron and Hermione. "Goodness what happened to Malfoy Professor?" Asked the young witch curiously.
"Mr Malfoy had an encounter with a sleeping beauty spindle. Pansy thought that she would be able to wake him and then Draco would be hers. The only problem with her theory was that Draco will sleep till his true love kisses him and she is obviously not that true love."
"Well we may not usually get n with him, but even to me and I'm sure the others agree that doesn't sound too good."
"It's not good, but there is nothing we can do, it's all up to Draco's true love."
"Well then professor we will leave you to it." Harry said quietly with an odd note to his voice.
Quietly the three friends walked away Ron and Hermione looked at each other confused and then turned their attention to Harry who was looking rather troubled. He still had the same perplexed expression on his face when they arrived at the common room, Ron and Hermiony steeped in front of Harry who noticing them stopped quickly. "Are you alright Mate?" The red head asked his friend concerned.
Harry blinked at the pair of them with confusion for a moment and then shook himself. "Yes I'm fine."
Ron and Hermione looked at each other again then back to Harry the young witch cleared her throat before speaking. "Harry are you in love with Draco Malfoy by any chance?"
The dark haired man flushed a deep shade of red. "No, no of cause I'm not in love with him!"
"Then why do you seem so upset by his condition?" Ron asked his friend a wicked smile playing on his lips.
Harry opened and closed his mouth a few times but he had no answer or this question. "Harry if you do love Draco you might well be the only person able to save him from that spell."
Harry quickly looked at Hermione and then just as fast he looked away again. "I don't love him, even if I did love Draco I'm sure that I would be the last person he would want saving him."
Ron smiled at his dark haired friend again. "You know I think you actually do like him more then you let on."
Harry let out a frustrated growl and without another word he stalked off to bed, his two friends watched him go and shared smiles of amusement, it had been obvious to them for years that Harry was in love with Draco he just refused to admit it.
The dark haired wizard flopped down into bed however that night sleep avoided Harry, in his minds eyes he kept seeing the same vision of Draco laying there in Snape's arms looking small and fragile. The Gryffindor had been secretly in love with the blond Slytherin for a long while it was just that before now he had never had any reason to act on those feelings and it had been a whole lot easier to hide behind the familiar routine of hating the blond rather than trying to admit he loved him. Now though, now his love for Draco might be needed and for the first time in his life the boy who lived wasn't sure what to do.
With a sigh Harry climbed slowly out of bed, threw on some cloths, quickly he pulled out his invisibility cloak and draped it over himself before he left the dorm for a walk to try and clear his mind.
It was as though Harry were magnetized he found himself at the bottom of tower stairs bather silver in the light of the full moon. Slowly Harry drew back the invisibility cloak he stood there for a long while staring up at those silvery stairs.
The young wizard didn't even notice as Snape appeared next to him out of the shadows. "Why don't you go to him?"
The black haired young man jumped out of his skin with shock. "Professor!" He exclaimed with shock.
Slowly the older man looked down into the wizards wide green eyes. "You love him and he loves you now go..."
Harry backed away from the potions professor, he turned then ran off into the castle, the shadows swallowing both him and his footsteps. Snape looked up the stairs; he sighed deeply and shook his head with disappointment. "I'm sorry Draco I was trying to help and I think I might have just made it worse."
Over the next few weeks all Harry heard about where people trying to wake Draco and with each report he heard Harry became more and more frustrated with the situation. That evening all of this pent up anger finally came to a head when one evening in the common room one of the Gryffindor girls was talking to the others about her attempt to wake Draco. "He looks so divine resting there!"
"Draco is not just going to wake up for you!" Harry yelled at her, then he turned red and stormed out of the dormitories, with a shared look of concern Ron and Hermione followed him outside.
They found Harry not far from the portrait whole staring out of a window, there were tears running down his face as the young wizard cried silently. "Harry why don't you just admit that you love him?" Ron asked his best friend quietly.
Harry turned to face the red head, sniffing and wiping his eyes on the corner of a robe sleeve. "Ron..."
Hermiony interrupted Harry with her own words of wisdom. "I think you'll find that if you admit how you feel you'll feel a whole lot better."
Slowly the green eye fell on the young witch. "I hope your right, I love him, I love Draco Malfoy with all my heart." Harry let out a deep sigh and smiled trust Hermione to be right now the words were said he did feel a whole lot better.
"Your smiling I take it you feel better now mate."
"Yes Ron I do."
Hermione grinned at the wizard. "Then what are you still doing standing here talking to us you idiot."
The smile on Harries face grew, he turned away from his two oldest friends and dashed off into the castle to find Draco and see if he could wake him. It didn't take the dark haired young man long to find the tower stairs that lead to the room which Draco was in, quickly Harry climbed the stairs, he opened the door at the top and stepped into the room beyond.
Harry came to a halt at the sight of the man who lay before him, Draco was so very handsome, and quietly the dark haired wizard crossed the room to the side of the bed his eyes never leaving the sleeping Slytherin.
Gently Harry reached out and stroked one of Draco's cheeks softly, slowly the Gryffindor leant in, and he gently ran a thumb over those soft inviting lips before claiming them in a tender loving kiss. Harry was greatly surprised as Draco suddenly began to kiss back, slowly he moved back hiding in the shadows part of him praying that the blond wouldn't see him and part of him was longing to be seen.
Slowly Draco's grey eyes searched the room, when he couldn't see any one there strait away the blond curled up on the bed. "Typical no one, in every fairy tale they get a happy ending but not me oh no, what do I get thin air. What else was I to expect, that he'd stay that he'd be here when I woke what a fool I am!"
Harry felt slightly guilty, he stayed in the shadows and saw Draco's shoulders start to shake, then heard something he never thought he would hear from the Slytherin ice prince he started to sob and it stabbed painfully at the dark haired wizards heart.
Before Harry had realised it he had steeped from the shadows and walked over to where Draco was, gently he placed one hand one of the other boys shoulders "You're not alone."
Draco gasped he went to roll over to face whoever was standing behind him but Harry wouldn't let him. "Who are you?" The blond asked quietly.
"I'm the one who woke you, but I do not think you would want to see who I am."
"But..." The Slytherin began but was cut off by the man behind him. "Please trust me."
"But you can only be one person, because he is the only one in my heart." Draco reached up and grasped the hand that held his shoulder tightly.
Harry gasped at Draco's words and then felt slightly foolish, of cause the spell required a kiss from Draco's true love and if he had woken the other wizard then that meant he was that true love, a slow smile spread over Harries face and he tugged gently on the hand he held and rolled Draco over.
As the grey eyes met deep green they widened with surprise and delight. "Your here, you really came for me?"
"Of course I did, I love you." Harry said blushing ever so slight once the words were said.
Draco grinned up at the man he loved, finally glad that the stupid spindle spell had at least been good for one thing getting his love for Harry and the other wizards love for him out in the open. "I love you too Harry and thank you for waking me."
"You welcome my love." Draco grinned up at Harry mischievously before reaching up and pulling the other wizard down onto the bed with him and kissing him hungrily, Harry responded to the kiss just as eagerly.
As far as the both the young wizards were concerned they had already wasted more than enough of their time by not being together and they were certainly not about to waist any more of it.