Draco's Companion

A/N- Longer chapter. I ended up putting the Smut in this chapter to I hope you all enjoy. Two chapters left. I've started posting my other story now, it's called 'Some Secrets Should Be Told' Don't forget to check it out.

Shannon xoxox

Chapter Forty-One: Love

Harry got a note from Dumbledore the next night. There were to go back to his office in two days time. During the two days that they didn't attend his office, Draco served his detentions with Filch and Harry suffered through his subjects. The worst was class with Umbridge.

The more he was in her presence, the more he was convinced that she was a Death Eater.

"I think you're going to have to pretend to hate me in school" Harry told Draco that night.

"Why?"

"Because she will tell Voldemort that you don't."

Draco didn't ask who 'she' was and he didn't question Harry. Just pretended he hated him. Two days later, they approached Dumbledores office seperately.

***

"Do you have any idea where the Diadem is, or could be?" Harry asked Dumbledore.

"Yes. I have spoken to her, a ghost in our school. Her name is now 'The Gray Lady" She is the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw. Helena Ravenclaw was her name when she was alive. Well, she stole the Diadem from her mother."

Hermione gasped, "She stole from her *mother*?"

Dumbledore nodded, and continued, "Well, before Helena was murdered, she hid the Diadem in the forest of Albania. I know for a fact that Voldemort had visited, and lived in, the very same forest. I have concluded that the night he came here requesting a job, that he brought the Diadem back with him. I actually have a feeling that it is between the entrance hall, and my office"

Harry was under the impression that Dumbledore knew exactly where he Diadem was, and this was all just a game. Harry glanced at Draco and seen that he was thinking hard, his eyes were shit tight, and he was whispering. He looked at the other two and seen that they were doing the same.

Suddenly Harry had a vision of himself walking up a corridor. He looked to his left and seen a statue of an ugly little witch with a humpback. Placed upon her head was a tiara.

Harry gasped loudly and opened his eyes. Everyone was looking at him.

"I know where it is!" He told them all.

Dumbledore smiled.

"I'll be right back" Harry said loudly, and runs from the room.

He ran out of the office and down a corridor, then turned another corner and halted in front of the humpbacked witch. Nevertheless, there sat the diadem, the same color of the statue, on top of the hags head. Harry reached out, and tenderly lifted it from her head.

It was when he was rushing back to Dumbledores office that a sudden inspiration hit him.

'Maybe if I destroy it myself, people will see me as more than evil' He paused to think about it.

"Gunna run off, Potter?" A cold voice said from directly ahead of him. Seeing Draco there snapped him out his haze.

"What? No-I was-"

"Don't try and stumble through an explanation, Dumbledore wants to see you now." Draco said harshly.

"Okay." Harry said sadly. He looked up to catch Draco winking at him and remebered they were 'not getting along'.

Harry stuffed the Diadem in his robes and remembered what he was going to do. He remembered Dumbledores words, and they made him sad. 'Am I weak? Am I not good at heart?' Harry asked himself.

The boys were not walking hand-in-hand like usual. They were actually a few feet apart, and Draco was few steps ahead.

If you happened to walk past them, you would see a very upset Harry and a smug looking Draco.

Someone did see them, and found this very interesting indeed.

When they boys returned to Dumbledores office Harry pulled out the Diadem from beneath his robes.

"I thought you might've needed some helo down there" Dumbledore explained, gesturing to Draco.

Harry nodded. "You were right, Sir." He tried to say in a false, non-chalant kind of way.

Dumbledore did not touch the Diadem and did not permit anybody else to touch it. He picked up the sword, once again, and thrust the tip into the tiara. A large crack appeared in the side of it and Dumbledore picked it up timidly. When he had no evil, or self-fulfilling thoughts he deemed it safe, and destroyed.

"Perfect." He said. "Now Harry, you have a detention to serve tommorow night, and while you are attending that Draco is going to be sent to Voldemort."

Harry's stomach dropped. Hermione squealed, and then made a large slamming noise. "Sorry" she whispered.

Hermione looked over at Harry, and noticed that he looked terribly sad. She caught his eye and he tried to smile, but the tremble in hs lower lip made it impossible. He looked away quickly.

"So Draco," Dumbledore said, "If you don't mind me asking, what changed your mind? I remember when you seen my hand you were a bit leary of joining this mission."

"I realized that no matter what I was going to hunted" Draco said, "I'm going to die sitting here doing nothing, or helping."

At this point a tear slipped from Harrys eye. "You're not going to die." He said sharply through his tears.

Draco turned to him, his heart breaking at Harrys tears. "There's no point in pretending it's not a possibility Harry" Draco said, moving forward and pulling Harry into his arms. They pulled away and Draco slowly wiped Harrys tears off of his face. He then turned to Dumbledore, "Besides, Sir. I love Harry with all of my heart."

Harry turned to leave and caught the looks on Ron and Hermiones watery faces.

***

Harry was laying in his bed, wrapped in Dracos arms.

"Please don't die on me." Harry whispered thickly.

"Our Lord won't be too pleased with me" Draco pointed out. "He is going to punish me, Harry."

Draco could feel Harrys shaking sobs.

Draco was about to comfort him when he heard footfalls on the stone stairs outside.

"Shhh" He hissed at Harry, who stopped at once.

Draco jumped from Harrys bed and padded across the room to his own. He pulled the blankets up to his chin and feigned sleep, praying that Harry was doing the same thing. Draco closed his eyes and relaxed his face, breathing in deep even breaths.

Seconds later their Dormitory door opened. Draco chanced it and opened his eyelids a crack. Umbridges squat form was sillouheted in the doorframe. She came in and walked quickly through the room. When she realized that Harry and Draco were in different beds she left the room, closing the door softly behind her.

Draco breathed a sigh of relief, but wouldn't chance going back to Harry's bed. He laid there in deep thought, late into the night.

***

Harry woke up in the morning and realized that their dormatory was already empty. Everyone was gone on the trip today. His original detention time was at eleven A.M but Dumbledore had it changed to the evening instead.

Harry looked over and seen Dracos sleeping form in his own bed. It was odd not waking up beside him.

Draco opened his eyes and smiled, then remembering Umbridge he scowled, got up and walked to the bathroom. Harry got up and followed him.

"Good morning." Harry said, trying to force cheerfulness onto his face.

Draco turned and Harry almost gasped in shock. Tears were dripping off of his chin, his eyes were glassy.

"Draco.." Harry started, but draco cut him off by pressing his lips against Harrys.

Their kiss was intense and Harry could feel Dracos tears being transferred onto his own cheeks. Draco nipped at Harrys lips, almost begging for the kiss to be more deep. Harry opened his mouth and Draco slipped his tounge in between Harrys lips, pressing in deeper.

Harry kissed him back furiously, and felt an aching in his groin.

He could feel Dracos erection pushing against his own and they both groaned at the contact.

Draco was slowly guiding Harry back against the wall. Harry felt the cold stone against his bare back and shuddered.

Draco broke their kiss and was gassping for breath, all the while thrusting his erection against Harrys, emitting small groans from each of them.

Harry pushed Draco away a few inches and lowered his boxers, kicking them off of his feet. He then lowered himself and removed Dracos, Harry smiled sheepishly at him.

Draco moved two of his fingers towards Harrys mouth, who took them willingly. Once they were coated in Harrys spit, Draco lifted him by the waist, and Harry wrapped his legs around Dracos waist. Draco pushed his soaked fingers into Harrys tight hole and began stretching him. Harry moaned and tried to push himself farther down onto them.

Draco took that as a sign and removed them, Harry groaned at the sense of loss. Draco then pulled Harry up by his waist with one arm, and held his cock up with his free hand. He pushed Harry down onto his shaft in a quick movement. They stood still for a moment and then Harry started to rock his hips.

Draco groaned, and his eyes fluttered at the great feeling of being so deep inside of the tight heat.

Harry kept rocking, and Draco started to thrust in time. Everyone movement was matched, so it was impossible for Draco to be any deeper.

Harry moaned loudly everytime Draco brushed against his prostate. Dracos tears had abated and he was cursing loudly with every thrust. Harry grabbed ahold of his erection and started pumping it furiously.

"Ooooh fuck." He said loudly, feeling his orgasm coming on strong. "oooh, Fuck. Fuck! Ohhh, Fuck Draco."

His muscles clenched tightly as he came all over Dracos chest. Draco thrust a few times in quick succesion and spilt his seed deep inside Harry.

They were both panting hard and Draco smiled, looking lovingly into Harrys face. "I'm not going to die!" He stated, still panting heavily.

Harry, who was still impaled on Dracos limp member reached forward and pulled Draco into a tight hug. When he pulled away little threads of cum were joining their bodies.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too!"

Tears were beggining to shimmer in Dracos eyes again, so he pulled himself out of Harry and walked towards the shower.

"I'm sorry." He said, his back to Harry

"For what?"

"For being so damn emotional"

Draco started the shower and stepped in. Harry stood back for a few moments. He gave his head a shake and followed.