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"Are you certain?" Asks Dumbledore, eyeing me over the brim of his spectacles.
"Yes. They have all changed, and they'll fight for us. We have to hide them, though, Voldemort won't let the Malfoy's go very easily."
"Very well, I will arrange a meeting with Lucius, Narcissa, and Kingsley to further plans, because this must be done delicately. But it will be done. Thank you, Harry." I grin, and leave quickly, excited to tell Draco the amazing news.
He's waiting outside, along with Hermione and a grudging Ron, and when they see my face they know how it went. Draco immediately pulls me into a tight hug, happy tears sliding down his cheeks.
"Thank you, Harry." He whispers, with immeasurable gratitude in his eyes.
"Congratulations, Draco." Hermione murmurs, placing her hand on his shoulder. Ron says nothing, which I know is the best he can do.
I know that all of our troubles are not over. In fact, they've just begun. The war is coming, no matter what side the Malfoy's are on. Lives will be lost, and families will be torn apart. But Draco will be there with me, Ron, and Hermione. We'll do what we can, and with them beside me I know it will be enough.
Later, Draco and I go to the top of the astronomy tower to be alone. Ron really tries, but I can tell that we're pushing him as it is, and I don't to ruin my friendship with him for anyone.
The second I know we're alone, Draco and I pull ourselves together, kissing excitedly. My mind becomes a blur, and all I can do is feel him and his hands on my back. I'd never really paid much attention to him physically, but recently I've started noticing just how attractive he is. I feel a brief flash of relief as I notice that his ribs are less prominent than they were just a few weeks ago.
His skin is soft under my hands, and I let myself examine the topography of his torso. What with anyone else would have felt embarrassing and awkward feels right and natural with Draco.
After what could have been a minute or an eternity, we pull apart, and Draco smirks.
"Didn't know you had it in you, Harry." I laugh, and lie down, looking at the stars. Draco lies down next to me, taking my hand while I rest my head on his shoulder.
"None of you can come with me, you know." I break the silence with a thought I've been holding for some time that I feel he deserves to know.
"What?"
"Next year. I'm not coming back, there's something I have to do, and I have to go alone. But you'll be safe, with Ron, Hermione, and the Order."
"So you're leaving me?" Draco sits up, eyes angry.
"I have to, I don't want to."
"Then take me with you. Actually, I take that back, it's not an option; I'm coming. And I know that Ron and Hermione will say the same thing. You can't stop us."
"I can leave without telling you." I retort, annoyed at how he's taking this.
"No you can't, you wouldn't be able to bear leaving me without a goodbye." Draco grins, lying back down next to me, knowing he's right.
"You're a git, you know that?"
"And you love me for it."
"I do." I watch Draco for a reaction, but he just continues staring up at the stars, and I soon give up and join him.
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