Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Harry Potter characters. I also do not own "Your Guardian Angel" by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus.

A/N: I am extremely sorry that I have not updated in what feels like a year. I don't really have much of an excuse besides the fact that it is my senior year and I had an extremely busy, academic filled summer. So, between college applications, scholarship applications, SATs at the last minute, five AP classes, being manager of a sports team, and President of NHS, I did not have time to update. Phew, looking at all the things I had to do makes me kinda overwhelmed.

Anyway, the song that I chose for this chapter also has a video if you want to watch it. I chose this song a while ago to use in this story and I coinsidentally found a video that fits the part of the chapter really well so if you wanted to watch the video when you get to that part, the link is below. I put some spaces in, I don't really know why, but I've seen people do that on fanfiction for some reason; I think it is because of copyright or something. Well, anyway, the link is below and you can take out the spaces I put in there.

http: / www . Youtube . com / watch ?v=29gbEn-YMG4 & feature = related

I also wanted to thank everyone that continues to read my story. I don't know how regular the updates are going to be. I don't think I will ever have a break that large again from a chapter, maybe a month, but not as long as before. Thank you, your reviews helped me get over by writers block and begin writing again. So, hope you enjoy!

Chapter Fifteen: Your Guardian Angel

The moment that Harry shared all his secrets with Draco was the moment that their friendship blossomed into the most loving friendships that had ever graced the halls of Hogwarts. They not only shared all their meals together, alongside Ron, they were practically never seen apart, except for classes. When they were seen together, they were always whispering to each other. Students even noticed how Harry and Draco always leaned toward each other, subconsciously wanting to be as close together as possible.

So, it was no surprise that Seamus found the pair, sitting together on stage discussing their next performance for their midterm.

"I think that's a great idea, Dray." Harry said to the aristocratic blond laying down on one side of his body, tilted toward Harry, with is elbow propping up his head.

"I'm glad you agree. I already have a dance worked out that I want to perform. Maybe you could watch it and see what inspiration comes to you for a song that you could perform accompanying it?" Draco responding while beginning to get up, gracefully picking up his feet and stepping up in one swoop.

"There you guys are!" Seamus yelled from the back of the stage, walking like he was on a mission to the stage where Harry and Draco were looking at him in confusion.

"What is it, Seamus?" Harry asked the joyful dormmate.

"I've been looking all over for you guys. You wouldn't believe how difficult it is to find you with all the different possible locations and then to find you on the stage! Just my luck!" Seamus said.

"Well what is it?" Draco asked holding his hand out for Harry to take to help him stand up.

"Ron and I were wondering if you could listen to our performance and give us feedback so that we can make corrections on the layout before the show. So, will you?" Seamus asked, a pleading, puppy dog look in his eyes.

Draco looked down at Harry who at the same time looked up at Draco. They saw the look in the other's eyes which allowed them to say yes. Harry took Draco's offered hand, stood up, and the two followed Seamus out of the auditorium and toward the practice rooms. They would work on their performance together later, after talking to their friends.

"So, what were you doing on the stage together anyway?" Seamus asked as they walked the path to their dorm, noticing how the two were still holding hands.

"We were planning what we were going to do for our performance. Harry is going to play the piano and sing while I dance to the music." Draco responded while smiling.

Draco and Harry were led to a practice room where they sat down together and listened to the beautiful music their friends made, each deep in thought of not only the music surrounding them but of the friend sitting next to them.


"Minerva!" Harry called to his adoptive mother after he knocked and entered her living quarters.

She was seated in the living room area but quickly stood up and moved across the room to sweep Harry up into a motherly hug, finishing with a quick peck on the forehead which resulted in Harry beaming up at her.

"To what do I owe this pleasure? You have not graced yourself with your presence in these rooms for quite some time, since summer if I remember correctly? Is there something troubling you, dear?" Minerva asked her not-so-young-anymore charge.

"I just wanted to ask you a few questions." Harry said quietly but while keeping his eyes on hers, letting her see the depth of emotion hidden in the pool of emeralds.

"Ask away, honey. What are your questions revolving around?" Minerva asked.

"Love. Relationships. Friendships." Harry replied in a series of answers.

Minerva nodded her head for Harry to continue with the first question.

"Can friendships become relationships and return back to friendships?" Harry asked.

Minerva took a second to think about what Harry was asking him before answering. "To some, yes, to others, no. A relationship is similar to a deep friendship yet if you love a person that deeply and are in a relationship, sometimes there is no turning back because the emotional pain that occurs after breaking up is too much to bear in returning to simply friendship." She responded as clearly as she could to the question.

"So a relationship is just a friendship with love. I love my friends but I'm not in a relationship with them?" Harry asked, not quite getting the concept.

"Yes, you love your friends. But, loving a person in a relationship is different. There is a different feeling, like the person is your other half, someone whom you want to share everything with. This feeling, it's hard to describe but when you feel it, you just know." Minerva said.

"Have you been in a relationship like that?" Harry asked.

"Of course, I am not that young, darling." She said in a kidding tone. "In my younger years, I had many wonderful relationships with suitors. Alas, my time has run out and my loves have long since abandoned me, leaving me to my work." She responded, a hint of remorse in her voice.

"So not everyone gets to be in a relationship? Who decides if a person doesn't get their other half?" Harry asked because if love and the feeling of love are so great, there must be a logical reason why everyone did not have somebody.

"No, not everyone gets their happily ever after. But, I have a feeling you will. After everything you went through, there is no doubt in my mind that you will end up with the most intelligent, interesting, loving, romantic man on the planet." Minerva said. Harry had told her when he figured it out himself, that he was gay. She had accepted it with a calm, loving smile and knowing eyes.

"What if I have that feeling now? That feeling you were describing about a person in a relationship? What should I do?" Harry asked.

"You should tell the person how you feel. If they are smart, then they would feel the same for you." Minerva said, already knowing who Harry was thinking about.

"That's it, just tell him? I don't know if I could do that." Harry said with apprehension clear in his shaking voice.

"That is the only thing that you can do, sweetheart." Minerva replied.

There was a companionable silence as Harry became lost in thought and Minerva looked at Harry, thinking it was about time that he realized what he actually felt about Draco.


"Should I begin, Harry?" Draco asked to the younger male sitting in the front row of the auditorium, waiting for Draco to begin dancing so that he could watch and take notes on how he wanted to the music to go in relation to the movement.

Harry nodded his head and watched as Draco preformed a beautiful piece. He took notes on the tempo the song should be in relation to the pace that Draco was moving.

He thought he wanted to write a song as if Draco was the one writing it. He wanted it to be like Draco was singing the song and dancing for him. He thought that the idea might sound selfish but he decided to do it anyway because no one would know.


It had been two weeks since the day that Draco had showed him his dance. Harry had gotten to work immediately on the music, shutting himself away to focus on what he wanted to write. He had gotten it down perfectly. He got the song down and the piano was great, he was just too nervous to show Draco, thinking that he would realize that the words meant for Harry.

But, after asking relentlessly if he could hear the lyrics, Draco finally gave up and said that he trusted Harry to write wonderful and that it would be a surprise for him the night of the performance. In the meantime, they only practiced with the piano music.

Now, it was the night for them to perform. They were the closing act, a revered place to be in the showcase of talent known as their midterm exam. Draco was warming up and stretching with the other dancers while sneaking glances at Harry who was with the other piano players. Harry had his eyes closed and his fingers were ghosting across an invisible piano while he mouth was whispering the lyrics of the song that Harry had hidden from him.

Finally, it was time for the performance.

Draco walked out onto the middle of the stage while Harry walked to the front side of the stage where a piano sat beckoning Harry to play him. Once Harry got seated he looked up at Draco who nodded and the music from the piano filled the room and Draco began dancing. Then, the lyrics poured from Harry's mouth in a sweet, beautiful voice.

When I see your smile
Tears run down my face

Harry closed his eyes, not wanting to show the emotion that the emerald pools held. He continued singing the rest of the song with his eyes closed, letting all his emotions out in the song.

I can't replace
And now that I'm strong
I have figured out
How this world turns cold
and it breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find
deep inside me
I can be the one

Harry decided that he was going to write a song where Draco had a crush on him. He desperately wanted Draco to love him, so if Draco all along had a crush on him, he would be in heaven on earth.

I will never let you fall (let you fall)
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all(though it all)

Harry wanted Draco to continue to stand up for him and protect him through everything. Harry needed protecting, he knew that, and he wanted Draco to be the one who protected him.

Even if saving you sends me to heaven
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Seasons are changing
And waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one

He wanted Draco to be the one. The one that Minerva talked about. The other half. The one person that you want to share everything with.

I will never let you fall (let you fall)
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)
Even if saving you sends me to heaven

Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away

Another thing that Harry was scared was going to happen was that Draco would think nothing of his love, he hoped that if Draco was in the same predicament, that he would feel the same way about his love.

Cuz I'm here for you
Please don't walk away and
Please tell me you'll stay, stay

Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I'll be okay
Though my skies are turning gray

Harry did not know how much longer he would be able to pretend to be only friends with Draco. He wanted Draco to love him. He wanted a relationship; however, his courage keep disappearing day by day and he feared if he did not tell Draco soon, that he would end up not telling him at all.

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven

As the last notes of the song, entered in to the auditorium, they left the room in complete silence for a full second before the room erupted in applause. Once the loud clapping began, Harry opened his eyes, not noticing how a single tear had rolled down the side of his rosy check from the emotion that he had let go when he was singing.

Draco walked over to him, took hold of his hand, and brought him to the middle of the stage and they both bowed together, hand in hand.