Draco stood at the door, hand gripping the doorknob tightly, his knuckles turning white. He had only been gone for 2 hours, just 2 hours, and this is the sight that he was presented with when he walked in his room to check on Harry and Blaise to see if Harry was still in one piece and that Blaise hadn't ripped him to shreds out of frustration.

He did not expect to see this.

Harry was in Blaise's embrace, sleeping peacefully under the protection of the Slytherin. Blaise was sleeping too, Draco noted. On his bed. Oh, he's going to get it later. When Harry's not around, of course.

Debating on whether to wake them up or not, Draco quickly felt a white, hot, burning emotion in his chest that he couldn't decipher as Harry snuggled up to Blaise even more, a small smile on his face as Blaise's arms instinctively tightened around Harry.

Draco clenched his jaw, and counted to ten in his head slowly, taking in deep breaths. He didn't know why he was like this; after all he was the one who didn't want the boy and shoved him into Blaise's arms.

But seeing Harry so relaxed and comfortable in Blaise's embrace, in his presence, made something within Draco roar to life and want to take the boy away from Blaise and hold him forever. He quickly pushed that feeling aside, and closed the door, careful of not slamming it shut in his anger. He went out of the Slytherin common room, ignoring Pansy's questions, and left again, not looking back to see the hurt expression on his friend's face.

Meanwhile, Harry blearily opened his eyes, and immediately shut them at the bright light that was shining in his eyes. He groaned, and buried himself deeper in his pillow, when he heard a deep chuckle.

"You have to get up, little one" Blaise said, and smirked when Harry responded by burying himself deeper within Blaise's embrace.

"Don't wanna" He whined, Blaise murmured a spell, and water shot out from his wand and onto Harry's face, effectively waking him.

"Blaise" He whined, and Blaise smirked and ruffled his hair.

"You need to eat, little one" Blaise said, unsure of where the urge had come to call him by this nickname came from.

"I'm not hungry" Harry whined again, and Blaise raised an eyebrow as he easily lifted Harry from the bed and into his arms, despite Harry's protests, and carried him to the Great Hall, where everyone was preparing to eat dinner.

By the time they had arrived, Harry had stopped his complaining, and was now silently looking at the ground. Blaise took note of Harry's behavior changing when they were a few steps away from the Great Hall and asked him about it.

"What's wrong, little one? Surely you're not mad at me because I dragged you out of bed?" Blaise challenged, a warning tone in his voice that promised he would receive punishment if that was the case.

Harry shook his small head "No" He said in a quiet voice "I don't like the stares, and I don't wanna see Draco"

"Alright, little one, you don't have to see him, but at least eat for me, okay?" Blaise said gently, and Harry nodded. Blaise placed a gentle kiss to his temple and smiled at him.

"Good boy" Blaise praised. Harry blushed, and hid his face in Blaise's robes again as he opened the doors to the Great Hall.

All conversations immediately stopped, and all heads turned to the pair.

Blaise ignored them all, and headed to the Slytherin table, Harry's face still hidden from view, and sat down. Blaise gently nudged Harry, coaxing him out from his shell.

"Eat" Blaise ordered when Harry looked up at him with pleading eyes.

"Do I have to?" Harry mumbled, and Blaise's hand grabbed the back of his neck, putting a slight pressure on it, but not enough to hurt him.

"Sorry Blaise" Harry mumbled, and Blaise's hand went back to resume its position on Harry's small waist, holding him in place.

"At least try to eat, little one" At Harry's disgusted look towards the food, he added "For me?"

Harry pouted, then proceeded to take an apple from the table and take a small bite out of it, before making a face and putting it back on the table. Blaise frowned at the action, then asked "You need to eat more than that, little one. Do you think you can try something else?"

At Harry's shrug Blaise grabbed a small piece of chicken and offered it to Harry, who shook his head. Blaise sighed, and refrained from forcing Harry to eat, lest he throw everything up by force-feeding him.

Pansy, who had been listening to Blaise trying to get Harry to eat, noticed his frustration, and nudged Blaise on the shoulder. He looked at her questioningly, and she asked with a slight smirk "Can I hold him? Maybe I can get him to eat something"

Blaise looked at her with doubt in his eyes, but she looked determined, and Blaise cautiously passed Harry to Pansy, who put him in her lap. Harry looked up at her, confused, but she smiled gently at him and started to whisper in his ear. Blaise looked at the pair, interested, then shocked beyond belief when Harry's eyes went wide, blushed a bright red, and began to eat a small piece of chicken rapidly.

Blaise almost let his jaw drop, but he knew that the other Slytherins were watching him, so he settled with a disbelieving look while Pansy looked smug.

Now that her attention was on Blaise instead of Harry, he hissed to her "How did you get him to eat? What did you say to him?"

Pansy smirked at him, and replied "That's for me to know, and for you to find out"

Blaise glared at her, and Harry suddenly squealed in delight, gaining the attention of the Slytherins, when Pansy started to tickle him.

Harry continued on squealing, making some of the Slytherins hide their smiles by drinking their pumpkin juice, while Draco looked on with jealousy as Pansy continued on tickling him.

"S-Stop!" This time a squeak "P-P-Please!" Another squeal.

"I don't know, should I?" Pansy asked to the Slytherins around her, who were watching the scene quietly. Some of them had a devious look on their face and shook their heads. Pansy smirked while Harry looked at them in betrayal, making some of the Slytherins who were holding in their laughter from earlier burst out into laughter at Harry's look towards them, making the other tables turn their attention to the Slytherins who were laughing uncontrollably at this point, their faces red.

Harry's look of betrayal turned into delight once more when Marcus Flint, the Quidditch captain, came over and lifted Harry high into the air, making him seem like he was flying. Harry was giggling uncontrollably, his arms and legs spread out as Marcus continued to fly Harry over the Slytherin table, the normally quiet Slytherin table as loud as the Gryffindors.

The only Slytherin who was quiet during this whole scene, was Draco Malfoy.

A/N: Hey guys! So, after this particular chapter, I was thinking about changing the story plot. Instead of when Harry turns back to normal and is just friends with Draco, would you guys like it if all the Slytherins saw Harry as brother of some sort? For the upper years, they would see him as a little brother, and for the younger years, a big brother. Or where Draco comes into his creature inheritance (not telling which creature) and Harry is his mate and that's why Draco's so protective of him now? Or should I just do that with Blaise? I don't know, so let me know what you guys think by reviewing!