Happenings at Hogwarts

Draco stared morosely out the window. For better or worse (probably worse), he was stuck at Hogwarts with Potter all summer. At least for the most part, he would be able to avoid the other boy he thought trying to cheer himself up.

They had been given free reign, except they were not allowed in the Forbidden Forest, nor were they allowed off the grounds. They also had rooms in a seperate section from where the dorms were and the two boys shared a common room. Thankfully however they had their own seperate rooms. They were also allowed to use magic, though in the spirit of avoiding conflict, they would lose said privilege if they hexed each other or anything.

Draco stood u[. He'd given Potter enough time to leave the common room, now it was his turn. He strode out the door and down the hall. He was half-way through the common room when someone screamed. Jerking his head around, he found Potter shaking and convulsing as he slipped down a door frame. Rushing to the raven-haired boy's side, he gathered him into his arms and rocked him as comfortingly as he was able.

"Shh, Potter. It's okay love. Harry, don't worry." Draco crooned to the boy he was rocking in his arms. It's what his mum had said when he had had nightmares when he was small and it was the only way he knew to deal with the boy currently nestled in his arms crying.

"Shh, it's okay... Yeah, just a nightmare ba... Just a bad dream... Hushhhh" Draco continued to croon and only stumbled over the part where his mum had called him a baby boy. He couldn't call the terrified fifth year student in his arms a baby boy. As he crooned softly, Harry calmed down slightly and woke up, but he continued sobbing silently. "Want to... to tell me... about it... Harry?" The Slytherin requested hesitantly.

"He... he... and he... then he... and me... and he was... and I couldn't have... but I did and... but what will... and he will HATE me..." Harry sobbed incoherently.

"Of course not." Draco admonished silently though he didn't understand. "Come on, tell me all about it. I'll take your fears away." Draco continued to croon in a soft voice, unable to be his normal self in front of the broken boy. This boy who was supposed to save the wizarding world, here on his lap, broken from a nightmare.

"Draco." Harry moaned, still crying.

"Yes, it'..." Draco started to affirm who he was when Harry broke into his sentence.

"Why did I kill him?" Harry moaned still crying.

"I'm not..." Draco sputtered.

"But he was hurt, and I wanted him to stop. And Voldemort was going to kill them and me and... but, but i'm stronger and i don't crumble. WHY did i crumble!" Harry demanded wailing.

"I'm right here love." Draco cut in. "I'm not dead. Just hear. We're safe."

"Draco?" Harry asked dis-believing.

"Yes." Draco breathed. Within seconds he was on the floor as Harry shouted his name in glorified happiness and crushed their lips together, tumbling the blond onto his back.

"Oh Draco, I'm sorry!!!!!!!!!!" Harry called to him.

"It was a dream love." Draco reassured him.

"I'm so happy you're okay! I love you SO much!" Harry offered snogging the stunned boy beneath him.

"Love... huh? WHAT?" Draco demanded flustered. "We hate each other... Don't we?" He asked suddenly unsure of their relationship.

Harry's mind suddenly caught up as he realised he had not told the blond of his feelings.

"Uh.." He answered and stared resolutely away. When he peeked, he noticed the tell-tale signs that Draco had just looked away from him. And then it continued as they shyly tried to hide their staring at each other.

"Come on, enough!" Draco announced importantly. "We're not babies anymore. Surely we can look at each other." And he kept his eyes on Harry despute the pink tinge to his cheeks.

"I don't hate you." Harry admitted shyly, almost scared of the blond's reaction.

"I guess... I don't think I ever hated you." Draco admitted.

"Can we try... Maybe if we..." Harry stuttered.

"Would you be my boyfriend?" Draco requested smirking.

"Uhm..." Harry stared startled by the sudden request.

"I won't change." Draco admitted warningly. "I'm still going to be me... Arrogant, rich, Slytherin..."

Harry kissed him to stop his tirade. "Yes." He breathed as he pulled away.

"Should we tell... I mean... they'll find out right?" Draco asked a little unsure.

"Ron and Hermione?" Harry tried to understand.

"Blaise and Pansy." Draco affirmed, as he meant the best friends on both sides.

"Well... I don't... I mean, I'm not ashamed, but..." Harry tried to explain blushing.

"A nice little secret..." Draco admitted.

"Yeah." Harry smiled brilliantly before he snogged his new boyfriend on the floor of the corridor between their rooms and the common room.