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Chapter 2

Madame Pomfrey walks into the main wing of her infirmary in the morning holding a medical record file for one Draco Malfoy. Looking up from studying the pieces of parchment she freezes in shock for a moment before smiling widey and a little smugly. She knew it.

On the bed Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter are snuggled together under the blankets, the larger brunette spooning behind the smaller blonde. Their left arms are over Draco's waist and their right hands are entwined on the pillow near Draco's face. The blonde has his lips pressed against the knuckle of Harry's thumb.

Pomfrey feels like she could jump up and down about how adorable they are, especially when Harry sighs softly in his sleep and buries his face further into Draco's neck, pressing an unconscious kiss there.

Padding silently over to the bed she waves her wand over the pair, taking basic diagnostics of the couple.

Hmm… Harry's malnourished. Draco too. Should get them some food and water. Definite bed rest in a private wing. Nourishment potion diet.

On the bed Draco shifts restlessly and his brow crinkles in a little frown. Curling up into a smaller ball the blonde whimpers softly. He starts to pant quietly, heart rate increasing as panic swirls through his unconscious minds.

Harry jerks awake when an elbow catches him in the rib. Arms tightening around the warm figure cradled against his chest, he gazes around the room. Lips tilting in a smile at Madame Pomfrey he looks down at the whimpering blonde curled up next to him. His smile turns into a frown and he smooths back the damp hair sticking to the flushed face. Placing his hand on the heaving chest he can feel the racing heartbeat underneath it.

"Jeez, what the hell are you dreaming about?" Harry whispers. Madame Pomfrey clears her throat and holds out a manila folder.

"This will answer that question but I suggest you get him settled first. Try not to wake him, he hasn't been getting enough sleep" Pomfrey suggests, smiling gently at the boy. Harry nods and holds Draco tighter. He feels slightly uncomfortable about the position but ignores it when Draco jerks with a distressed cry.

"Shh. You're alright. You're safe here Draco" Harry murmurs, running his fingers through downy hair. "Calm down. I've got you" After whispering reassurances to the blonde for what feels like hours Harry feels Draco start to settles down, breath and heart rate slowing and his face smoothing out into an exhausted frown. Bleary grey eyes open one at a time causing a warm feeling to curl in Harry's chest. Draco gazes up at him dazedly for a few moments before turning his head into Harry's chest and drifting back to sleep.

The warm feeling in Harry's chest grows. Reaching over the small form he grabs the folder and opens it. Settling back he begins to read the parchments spilling out.

Harry sits against the headboard, Draco's head in his lap and fists clenched in barely restrained rage. Across the bed various pieces of parchment are spread, each stating a different time of Draco being admitted to the hospital wing.

Draco Malfoy admitted for exhaustion

Draco Malfoy admitted for dehydration

Draco Malfoy admitted for Malnourishment

Draco Malfoy admitted for exposure to the crutiatus curse

Draco Malfoy admitted for bruises and lacerations

Cuts, scrapes, broken bones, hexes, curses,

Pushed down the stairs

Beaten severly

The words run together in Harry's head, fuelling his anger. Taking deep breathes he attempts to calm himself, eyes closed tightly. Movement against his leg startles him, looking down he smiles softly as Draco mutters softly and shifts on the bed, legs stretching out as he wakes up.

Draco stretches out his stiff muscles and then sinks back into the warmth against his side. Blearily opening his eyes, he takes in his surroundings, not particularly surprised to find himself in the hospital wing. He'd probably been here more than his dorm since coming back.

Tilting his head up he freezes, looking in shock at the green eyes watching him. Green eyes that belong to one Harry Potter. Sitting up quickly he winces as the blood rushes through his head. Swaying dangerously close to the edge of the bed; he is grateful when Harry reaches out a hand to steady him.
Gaining his bearings he once again notices Harry staring at him, with something swimming in his eyes. Sympathy.

Jerking backwards but being careful not to slip of the bed he dislodges the other boys hold.

"What are you doing here Potter?" he snaps harshly. This time it's Harry who jerks back. Instead of rising to the bait like Draco expected him to the darked haired boy reaches out and grabs his hand. Staring at the large tanned hand gripping his paler, slimmer one Draco's heart starts pounding.

"I saved you from drowning last night. Don't you remember?"

Draco concentrates on dredging up his memories. Walking by the lake, a younger Slytherin he doesn't know the name of comes out, starts calling him a filthy death eater and that he should be dead. Being hit with Stupefy. Cold water rushing into his lungs and dragging him down. Sinking. Unable to move. Darkness. Harry. Medical Wing. Chocking up water. Crying. Sleep.

Gaping in shock at the saviour of the wizarding world and apparently him (again) only one thought comes to Draco's mind.

"Why?"

"Why what?" Harry asks puzzled.

"Why did you save me?" when Harry just looks at him in shock he continues "You should have let me drown, then everyone would stop trying so hard to kill me"

A/N: I AM SO SO VERY SORRY THAT IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO UPDATE! I thought I had uploaded this chapter but apparently not! I'm currently working on the next chapters for Lovers Bite and I'm Yours and Your Mine.

Love, Stars*