Listen To Your Heart
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There are so many temptations
In this crazy world today
And there are so many people
Tryin' to lead you astray
Whenever you're confused
About all the things you see
You can't tell a friend
From the enemy
Listen to your heart
It knows right from wrong
Let it guide you
Little River Band - Listen To Your Heart
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Chapter 4 - Listen
Harry had strange dreams most of the time growing up, when he thought that the spells he was casting were just imagination, and that he had dreamed about Hagrid, the motorcycle, and various other things. When he was seeing Voldemort's acts through his dream in the past year, he had known not to trust them. He learned that some times they weren't real.
But could he have really dreamed up that Draco had sent him a birthday present and admitted his love to Harry? Could that have all been just a messed up dream? Because if it wasn't, then Draco was dead.
Harry forced his eyes open and Draco's sleeping face came into focus, the raven-haired wizard couldn't help but smile, so the gift wasn't a dream, and Draco loving him wasn't, but the horror afterwards was.
A loud realization hit him when he looked at the ceiling fan and noticed it wasn't moving. The silence blared in his ears and Harry sat up, bolting out of his bed to his night stand and jammed on his glasses.
Draco sat up, startled by Harry's movements, "Harry, what's wrong?"
The window was shut tight and Harry turned to the nightstand with wide eyes, the alarm clock was off.
"The electricity is out," he whispered, his eyes wide in shock and then he heard the front door being thrown open and Harry grabbed his wand up, he pointed at Draco and shouted, "Protego!"
Draco grabbed his wand up and cast lumos.
The footsteps running up the stairs grew loud and Draco turned to the door, "Colloportus!" He shouted, he ran to Harry and grabbed his arm, "We have to go, now."
"I know," Harry grabbed Draco's gift and Draco aparated them away.
Like in his dream before, he saw the Death Eaters rushing into the room and the spells flying at Draco; the ones that had killed him.
His feet landed in soft grass and he looked immediately to Draco, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah," Draco looked around, "That was close, we're not safe, we have to get to some of the Aurors, or the Order of the Phoenix."
"Hermione and Ron will be here soon, we're safe."
Draco looked at Harry, "How can you be sure?"
Harry pointed ahead of them, "they came from up the road?"
"We're in Canada, right?"
Draco stared at Harry, "Yes, how do you know that?"
"I know it sounds weird, but I," Harry looked at Draco and smiled sadly, "I had a dream of all of this, and you died."
Draco nodded slowly, "Ah, that explains everything," he said in shock.
"Don't be sarcastic," Harry said darkly, "I just saved your ass."
"You did," Draco took Harry's hand then, "Thank you."
Hermione and Ron came running to them through the dark, "Harry!"
"Is that Malfoy?" asked Ron.
"Is he alright?" A voice came from behind them.
"Harry?" Hermione asked, "Are you Draco alright?"
Harry nodded, "Yeah, we're both fine, hoe did you know where we were?"
"We were suppose to meet you after your birthday and the shield around your house dropped. But when we got there Death Eaters were everywhere and we couldn't get in."
"How long were they there?"
Hours, and Harry hadn't even realized it. He grabbed Draco's hand, "Where to now?"
"Tonks' home, it's best to go there."
Draco smiled, "Alright, we should get going now then. It's not safe standing around out here."
Harry sat on the bed with Draco, the blond running his hands through the Gryffindors' hair, it was late December and the snow outside was piling up.
"You gonna put that down yet?" Draco asked.
"Soon, I want to finish it tonight."
Draco turned Harry's face to him and kissed him, "You can later, we have all the time in the world. But if we stick around here, then we're going to miss Hermione's dinner."
"Oh crap," Harry sat upright, "She's celebrating our engagement and we're going to miss it."
Draco took his hands, "No, we can still get there in time."
Harry started pulling on his shoes.
Draco watched him, "When you finish my diary we can pack I away, I don't want it to get ruined."
"I dunno, I might read it again."
Draco rolled his eyes, "Eventually it's just going to fall to pieces if you read it so much, the binding's already fragile."
"Oh well, we can't do anything about that."
"Is Ron coming to the dinner too?" Draco asked as he pulled on a green sweater.
"No, he's not."
"Alright," Draco grabbed the keys from the table and tucked his wand in his back pocket, "Let's get going, before it snows more."
"You know you like it."
"I do," Draco laughed and handed Harry the large brown jacket of his, "But you don't."
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