Woops, I am productive today, haha. Hope you like this chapter too and that it's not too soppy or anything ;)

"Harry!"

He started violently and stirred, his eyelids still heavy from sleep. All he could see for a moment was a mass of red hair and a familiar scent filled his nose.

"Gin?" he whispered and carefully entagled himself from her embrace.

She smiled at him and nodded her head once before she wrapped his arms around him again.

"I am so glad that you woke up! I started to get really worried."

He frowned at her when she finally let go of him, wondering what she was talking about.

"No wonder I wake up when you call my name, but why would you be worried just because I am sleeping?"

The smile on her face faded quickly and she tenderly pushed some hair out of his face.

"You were having a nightmare and I had to try for quite a while to wake you up."

"Oh."

The door to the room opened and Harry watched Draco enter. The blond looked tired.

When he saw Harry, relief was written all over his face and he took a deep breath, "Ah, you're finally awake."

Something in the others voice made Harry's stomach clench and he quickly looked back at Ginny again.

"I still don't know why you're here, though."

Ginny sighed, her hand still resting at his temple.

"Draco called me to come over because you were sleeping for so lon-"

He interrupted her, "What? How long did I sleep?"

Draco now walked over to the bed and sat down in the armchair that stood next to it.

"About 30 hours. You had a high fever as well. I tried to wake you, but then thought it might be better to let you sleep for a while."

Harry shook his head in an attempt to sort his thoughts a bit, but it didn't work.

"Why did I sleep so long?"

The blond shrugged and their eyes met again for a short moment, "I guess it was an aftereffect of the Dementor attack, but you might just get a cold or your body handles stress that way."

Harry frowned deeply, unsure what had caused his long sleep. Probably he was really just getting sick...

Ginny smacked her lips and turned towards Draco, a sympathetic look on her face.

"Would you mind to leave us alone for a moment? I would like to talk to Harry about something."

"Sure," Draco nodded and got up to leave the room.

Once he was gone, Ginny turned back to Harry, her face suddenly wearing a reprimanding expression.

"What?!"

"You are an idiot."

Outraged, he just stared at her, unable to find words that would express his thoughts properly.

"Well, you are Harry. Can't you see the obvious?"

"Would you mind telling me what you're talking about?"

He tried to keep his voice calm and casual, but found it hard to keep his temper at bay. Besides, he had a terrible headache and was hungry, too.

"I am talking about him."

Harry raised an eyebrow, "Draco?"

"Yes! What's going on between you two? He looks terrible, like he hasn't slept in days."

Did she know? Did he possibly tell her about the kiss?

"I dunno what you mean Ginny."

She snorted, "Yeah you do!"

"Look, I don't know what he told you, but there's nothing going on between us."

"Ah, right. That's why he came to me, looking like hell and told me that he kissed you and that it was the worst thing he could've done, because it ruined everything."

Okay, that hurt. So their kiss was the worst thing Draco had ever done? Had he lied to Harry when he'd told him that Astoria didn't mean anything to him?

He looked away from Ginny and crossed his arms in front of his chest protectively.

"I am sorry that he bothered you with it, but rest assured, it's not gonna happen again."

"But that's the point!" she cried out and threw her arms up, looking exasperated.

"He likes you. A lot. I would go as far as saying that he loves you. I just think that he doesn't dare to tell you and that he's afraid that he's not good enough. It would cause a lot of trouble if he got involved with you, but he's willing to face it as long as you're too!"

His heart was beating so furiously, he was afraid it would break through his ribcage and he wasn't able to say anything to what he'd just heard, because it had turned his world upside down in the blink of an eye.

Ginny watched him wearily and slowly got to her feet.

"Talk to him about it. You need to sort that out and tell him if you want him or not... Just... Don't be too blunt, okay?"

It clearly was an advice to be less tactless than he had been when he had broken up with her and he nodded, his mouth too dry to say a word.

She stooped to kiss his forehead and then left the room.

Harry didn't move an inch, still trying to process what Ginny had told him.

Draco liked him. Draco Malfoy might even love him.

He had no idea what to make of that. He liked the blond too, very much indeed, but... would a relationship between them work out? Could they live together? He really didn't know.

A couple of minutes later the door opened again and Draco came in cautiously.

"May I?"

Harry nodded, "Sure. It's your place after all."

Draco walked over and sat down again, avoiding to look at Harry. An unfomfortable silence fell in the room and all Harry could hear was his own and Draco's breathing. It was unnerving and he wished the blond would say something, but he didn't.

"Draco..."

Harry looked at the others face, but the blond still wouldn't look at him, instead he examined an old ring he wore on his left hand.

"Listen Po- Harry ... You don't have to say anything. It was stupid of me to kiss you and I should've known better. I was just thinking that maybe, by some miracle, you felt the same as I do."

Harry waved his hand impatiently and Draco fell silent again.

"Stop this shit. I think I do feel the same. I am just- well, you know... It's a bit complicated. I've never considered being ... liking dudes."

For a moment, Draco just looked at him with wide eyes, his mouth slightly open and Harry waited for him to get a grip again.

"So... You- you think we could...?"

Harry shrugged.

"I honestly don't know. Like I said, I never considered being with a man."

Draco's face lit up with sheer happiness and Harry couldn't help but notice how much healthier it made him look.

"But you think we could try it? You liked the kiss?"

Heat was creeping up his neck and into his cheeks and Harry silently nodded.

"Yeah, I would like to try it."

With one swift move, Draco was next to him and pulled him into a tight embrace.

"I am so glad you don't hate me now. I've wanted you for years, but never had the guts to tell you and then ... things happened and I kinda gave up on you until now. I just-"

Harry chuckled and leaned back a bit to look up at the blond.

"It's okay Draco, we've got all the time we need now. Just," he ducked his head, blushing, "would you mind to kiss me again? Now?"

Draco laughed heartily and they shared a tender kiss that made Harry's heart flutter.

Who would've thought that Draco Malfoy of all people, was the one to make Harry happy again? That he was the one to help him out of this dark hole he had found himself in? Draco was the one who had the ability to light up his sky.

...

(Draco's PoV)

A vase soared past his head and shattered on the wall behind him.

"You complete arse Draco Malfoy! I will make life hell for you, I swear! Whatever I can do, I will! And I will destroy you in the way you destroyed me! Believe me this one thing only: You will regret that you screwed me up like this!"

She seized another vase and aimed at his head, but he drew his wand and shouted, "Protego!"

The shieldcharm made the vase shatter in mid-air and Astoria let out a scream of rage, seized various other objects and hauled them at him, but to no avail.

He didn't dare to use any other spells, afraid that he might hurt her and the baby, no matter if it was his or not.

Tears of anger were streaming down her face and she sank to her knees, hiding her face behind her hands.

"I am so sorry, Astoria, I wouldn't do this if there was a way around it."

"Oh! Just get out of here! I don't give a shit about what you would and wouldn't do!"

He nodded, grabbed his bag and left the flat.

A tight knot had formed in his stomach. Maybe he should've kept his realtionship with Harry a secret for a little longer. He had just wanted to prevent Astoria from walking in on them. Nobody else knew about it, but now it was only a matter of time until everyone knew. He was sure Astoria would go to the Prophet with this bit of gossip he just presented to her.

It wasn't like he was worried for his job or anything. He really couldn't care less about that. All he could think about was what it would mean to Harry. How it would affect him...

And now he had to go home and tell him about what he had done.

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