Author's Note: Hey guys! It's been ages *laughs awkwardly*. So I did some editing to this story, and I think it's slightly better now. And there's a new chapter! But you have to reread all the other chapters... Cause I changed stuff... And things... I'm gonna try to actually update the story this time. I promise.

"Someday I'll have parents of my own." a young boy with raven hair and emerald green eyes, whispered; as he gazed out the window, at the moon. He sat there for a while, wondering who he was and what his 'real' parents were like, and if they didn't want him, then who would. Lost in thought the raven-haired boy didn't hear the approaching footsteps of Petunia Dursley.

Petunia was a terribly skinny woman with a rather horse like face. She was also the owner and manager of the orphanage that the poor boy, as well as many other children, were condemned to live in.

"Harry! Why are you out of bed?!" Petunia whispered harshly.

Petunia's voice startled Harry out of his thoughts, and nearly made him fall off the windowsill he had been perching on.

"Mrs. Dursley! I was just...um...just...uh..." Harry couldn't think of a good excuse, or any excuse for that matter.

"I don't care what you were doing. All I care about is that you've broken curfew, again!" Petunia hissed as she walked toward Harry, and grabbed his ear. She pulled it harshly and lead him to the cupboard under that stairs. "You'll spend the next three days in here." She said as she shoved him roughly, into the cupboard, and locked the door.

By now Harry was used to this kind of treatment. He broke curfew more often than he'd like to admit. It's not like he ever did anything bad, only gaze at the moon. He liked to think that his 'real' parents, or maybe even his 'future' parents were looking at the same moon.

Thoughts of parents, and if he would ever have any swam through Harry's as he laid down on the makeshift bed and allowed sleep to come.

It had been four days since Harry had been locked in the cupboard. He had been given water and scraps of food by some of the other kids, the ones who knew what it was like in the cupboard. It didn't surprise Harry at all though, that he had been forgotten and left. He knew that at some point today one of the kids would let him out. He hoped it was before dinner, rather than after.

As thoughts of food began to enter his starved brain, a car door slammed outside and footsteps could be heard approaching. There was the sound of running feet, and of the cupboard door being unlocked. The front door was flung open moments later. Greetings could be heard as Petunia welcomed the visitors.

Harry didn't think before he crawled out of the cupboard. He instantly regretted the decision. Before he could stand, Harry was enveloped in the embrace of a tall, blond woman, who wore a floral perfume. Harry began to struggle under her strong grip.

"Why does this child look like he hasn't eaten in days!?" demanded a man that was just out of Harry's vision.

"Never mind that! Why was he locked in the cupboard!?" the woman holding him demanded, as she began stroking a hand soothingly through Harry's hair.

"I have no idea. The children must have playing hide-and-seek. I always keep that door locked, but as you can see it's a simple latch on the outside of the door so the children frequently unlock it. I don't think anything of it anymore and just lock it back up." Petunia said, feigning ignorance.

"And you never noticed he was missing at meals, or at bedtime?" The woman said accusingly, her grip tightening on Harry. "Lucius, he's the one we are bringing home."

Harry was stunned by the words he had just heard, and even more stunned when the hold on him loosened and the woman said "Hello, my name is Narcissa Malfoy. What is yours?"

Before Harry could answer, Petunia began to drag him away while saying, "Why don't we go see the other children. I'm sure we can find a better match for you then him."

Lucius stepped forward and took Harry from Petunia's grasp. A protective hand placed on the boy's shoulder he said, "If my wife wishes to adopt this child, then it is this child we will adopt, and no other! Now let the boy speak!" He ordered. Harry was slightly frightened but the hand on his shoulder told him that the man would defend him. Petunia was so stunned by the anger in the blond man's voice that she fell silent.

"Now, what is your name, sweetie?" Narcissa asked sweetly.

"H-Harry ma'am." he said, shifting his weight as he stood awkwardly beside the tall man.

"Harry, how would you like to come home with us?" she questioned, she got off the floor and smiled gently at Harry.

"I would love to!" Harry answered, "But are you sure that you want me. I mean you haven't even gone to talk to the others. Brendan is great at sports, and Sylvia can play cello like a pro, even if she can be annoying."

"And what can you do?" Lucius asked innocently.

"Nothing, all I do is get in the way, and take up space. At least that's what Mrs. Dursley always tells me." Harry said looking at the floor.

"Harry, don't listen to a word that awful woman says! She does not know anything! I'm sure that you have your own talents. Now why don't you go get your things and we will get the papers signed." Narcissa said smiling.

As Harry made his way up the stairs Lucius called, "Harry, you don't mind having a brother do you? 'Cissa seemed to have forgotten to mention we do have one son."

"No, sir, in fact I would love to have a brother." Harry said, a grand smile spreading across his face.

"Brilliant! Now go get your things. We will be done soon." He replied before returning to Petunia's office to sign the adoption forms. Everything happened in such a blur. Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy had ushered him into a car, then into a giant house. Finally they ended up in a large room with an adjoined bathroom. He was told this was to be his new room. Harry objected saying that they didn't have to give him such an extravagant room. But his new parents would not budge and said that he was to sleep in the room. When Harry had finally accepted that they would not give him a different room, he unpacked the few things he had.

The Malfoy's had told him to meet them down in the sitting room when he was done. The raven haired boy was worried about meeting his new brother. He was so worried he nearly got lost more than once on his way downstairs.

When he finally made it to his intended destination he entered hesitantly. Narcissa looked up and sighed. "Harry, there you are we thought you had gotten lost."

"I almost did."He replied lightly, entering into the room a little further.

Lucius noticed his discomfort and said, "Come, Harry , have a seat." he motioned to a chair near the fire.

Harry gave a grateful smile to Lucius , before crossing to the chair and taking a seat. He felt a little uncomfortable sitting in this unfamiliar living room, with the people who were now his parents.

"Harry, darling, we would like you to meet your brother." Narcissa said motioning to to a boy, who was slightly taller than Harry, behind her. "Harry, this is Draco. Draco this is Harry. From today on you two are brothers, alright?"

This came out as more of question then it should have. This struck Harry as odd. Why would she be so worried about what her son thought? Wasn't she the one that had wanted him? Why would the opinion of this boy make any difference? As Harry thought about this the blond boy seemed to size him up before rising from his chair and extending a slender, pale hand toward the other boy. "Nice to meet you Harry."

Harry quickly rose from him chair and shook Draco's hand, "Nice to meet you, too."

Narcissa seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "Well, now that we all know each other, who's hungry?" Narcissa asked in that light hearted voice she was so fond of.

"Harry certainly looks hungry." Draco commented, idly. "Don't they feed you in that orphanage?"

"Actually...I've been locked in a... a cupboard of the past three days." Harry admitted.

Draco's eyes went so wide. "You haven't eaten in three days!?"

"No, but it's fine. I'm used to it." Harry said with a sigh. The fringe of his hair hanging in front of his eyes, so he wouldn't have to see anyone's face. He followed the elder Malfoys in the direction of the door.

"Do all the children get locked in cupboards, and go without food for days?" Draco asked still horrified, as he followed Harry to the dining room.

They reached the dining room, and Harry stood awkwardly in the doorway as the rest of the family took their seats. From his spot in the doorway he said, "Um... No just me, mostly."

"That's terrible!" Draco said, a look of disgust crossing his flawless face. "Come here Harry, you'll sit next to me. That way I can be sure you eat."

Harry obeyed and sat in the chair next to Draco. Narcissa watched the boys with a wispy smile on her lips. As dinner went on Draco piled food onto Harry's plate. Finally Harry couldn't take it anymore.

"Draco, I'm full!" Harry complained.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to pass out, or anything." Draco said worried.

"Right now I'm more likely to go into a food coma." Harry smiled. It had been a long time since he was this full.

"If you say so." Draco said, his brow still creased.

After everyone had bathed, they all decided that since the day had been so eventful that they should all go to bed early.

"You put him in the room next to mine right, Mother?" Draco questioned, still concerned about the health of his new brother.

"Yes, Draco, his room is right next door." Narcissa said with a smile. She couldn't believe how protective Draco was of Harry already.

"Great! Come on Harry." Draco said, taking Harry's hand and dragging him down the hall.

"Goodnight, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy" Harry called over his shoulder.

The last thing Harry heard before he turned the corner was "You can call us mom and dad if you'd like". Lucius had said this, which struck Harry as odd. It didn't bother him for long though. Having a strange family was better than having no family.

After many twists and turns, and another staircase, the two finally made it to the bedrooms,

"It didn't take that long to get to the sitting room." Harry commented before going into his new room.

"Sorry about that. It's a habit of mine of take the long way before bed. It helps me fall asleep." Draco said, following Harry into the room.

"Um...Draco isn't your room next door?"Harry asked.

"Huh? Oh yes it is, so if you need anything come and get me, alright?" Draco said

Though it was posed as a question, Harry heard the order behind it. "Alright," Harry replied as Draco left the room, closing the door behind him.

That was the first night he'd slept in a room all to himself. It was the first night he slept in his new home. It was also the night the nightmares returned. Harry was woken by the sounds of his own screaming. He was covered in a cold sweat, his blankets and pillows in a pile on the floor next to the bed. He couldn't recall what the nightmare had been about, but that only made it worse. To distract himself Harry picked up the blankets and pillows and remade the bed, since he had a feeling he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.

After the bed was made Harry noticed a window seat, and walked over to it. As he sat down he noticed the moon was almost full now. Harry had missed gazing at the moon while he had been locked in the cupboard, and since he wasn't going back to sleep he decided now was as good a time as any. He grabbed a pillow off the bed and used it as a cushion for his head.
The next morning, Draco came in to wake Harry for breakfast. Upon opening the door, he was greeted by the sight of an empty bed and , as far he could tell, empty room. This sight wiped any trace of sleep from Draco's mind and he began to search frantically. When he finally noticed Harry sleeping peacefully on the window seat, he was in a state of near panic.

The blonde let out a sigh of relief, and walked toward the sleeping boy. Draco nudged him gently. "Harry...Harry it's time to get up." Draco whispered softly.

Harry stirred but didn't wake.

"Harry, wake up or at least move to the bed. The window seat can't be that comfortable." Draco said a little louder

"I don't want to sleep in the bed." Harry said before turning his head away from Draco.

"Why not? Is it to hard, or something?" Draco asked, nudging Harry again.

"Nightmare." Was all Harry said before he attempted to roll over, on the narrow window seat, and ended up on the ground. "Owww."

Draco laughed, as he helped Harry off the floor, "Now see why you have to sleep in the bed?"

"I was sleeping in the bed, but I woke up." Harry explained, with a yawn.

"Most people go back to sleep if they wake up in the middle of the night." Draco joked

"I...I had a nightmare. I couldn't go back to sleep." Harry said quietly, looking at the floor.

Draco's smile instantly disappeared. It was replaced by a look of worry. "Harry, why didn't you come get me?"

"I don't know...I guess I'm just not used to having people worry about me."Harry replied shuffling his feet.

Draco pulled Harry into a hug. "You're not in that damn orphanage any more. If you need something you can ask me, alright?"

"Yeah." Harry said leaning into the embrace. It'd been so long since someone had cared enough to offer help, he wanted to savor the moment. They stayed that way until Harry's stomach growled loud enough for Draco to notice.

Draco pulled back, smiling again, "Why don't we go down for breakfast?"

"Only if we can take the short way." Harry replied, a matching smile on his lips.

When they made it to the dining room Narcissa and Lucius were discussing something in the paper.

"Good morning. Mother, Father." Draco said

"Good morning. Draco, Harry." Narcissa said with a smile

Harry noticed that the seating arrangement had changed. Instead of Narcissa and Lucius sitting at the heads of the table they sat beside each other on one side of the table. Across from them were two chairs. Draco seemed to take no notice and sat down in the chair across from Lucius. Harry sat down in front of Narcissa. She smiled at him.

"Harry we have some wonderful news." Narcissa said, handing him the newspaper.

He looked at it, while Draco leaned over to see as well. On the front page was a picture of Petunia Dursley. The headline read 'Horse-faced Woman Mistreats Children'.

"Why is Mrs. Dursley on the front page?" Harry questioned

"Well it seems a little bird told the Prophet that she'd been mistreating the children she was in charge of." Narcissa said with a nasty gleam in her eye.

"Why did you do that?" Harry asked, bewildered.

"Because no child should have to get used to going without food for days, or have to suffer through being thrown in a cupboard." Lucius said.

"That's right, darling, you're a Malfoy now, and Malfoys stick together." Narcissa added

Harry smiled, he was glad that these people had adopted him. He didn't like to think of what it would be like if Mrs. Dursley had been the one to pick his parents. Before Harry could voice this thought, Draco began piling food on his plate.

"Eat. You're still pale and underweight." Draco ordered, but with a smile.

"How do you know I'm underweight?" Harry retorted, but began to eat anyway.

The four ate in silence for awhile, before Harry quietly said, "Thank you."

Narcissa looked up surprised, "Whatever for Harry?"

"For adopting me. For getting rid of Mrs. Dursley. For being so kind... For everything." Harry replied, tears welling in his eyes.

"Harry... You don't have to thank us." Narcissa said. She came around the table and wrapped Harry in a loving hug. "Even if you hadn't crawled out of the cupboard, we would've brought you home anyway... No matter what."

When the raven haired boy heard this, he began to cry. He put his head on Narcissa shoulder and let himself sob. She ran a hand soothingly through his hair and began to rock him slightly. When Harry had finally calmed down he noticed Draco and Lucius watching him anxiously from their places at the table. He smiled at them reassuringly, as Narcissa stood and took her seat again.

Draco looked over at Harry. "I'm glad you're the one my parents adopted." he said smiling.

"Me too." Harry said smiling back. They all went back to their breakfast, which they ate in a comfortable silence. After breakfast Narcissa suggested that Draco show Harry around town. Harry objected saying that he didn't want to impose. Draco had silenced Harry half-way through, by handing him a coat. So the two had walked around town taking in the snow-covered sights that Harry had never gotten to see before. As they were walking through the park, a few blocks from the Manor, something occurred to Harry.

"Draco, why aren't you in school?"

"Huh? Oh, I'm on winter vacation." Draco replied, nonchalantly.

"So you're going to have to go back soon?" Harry asked, dejected.

"Well, yes, of course I will." Draco responded, looking at Harry questioningly.

Harry's face fell, "Oh...That's to be expected, I suppose."

"What's wrong? Why do you sound so sad?" Draco asked, turning to look at Harry.

"Well it's just that...I won't know what to do all day, while you're at school." Harry said quietly, letting his fringe fall over his eyes. A blush creeping up his neck.

"Well, you'll go to school as well." Draco said, as if the answer was obvious.

"But...Never mind, it doesn't matter." Harry said, looking away and starting to walk back toward the house.

Draco grabbed his arm. "You can tell me. I promise to do everything in my power to help you." He pleaded with his eyes, "Please."

Harry looked into Draco's gray eyes. "It's nothing really, Draco, don't worry about it."
The blond turned to face the other boy completely. "I swear not to laugh, or make fun you, or anything like that. I just want to help, and like mother said this morning, we're Malfoys. And Malfoys look out for each other. You don't have to keep things all to yourself anymore."

Harry refused to make eye contact. "You say that you won't laugh, but so have the other kids that asked why I never go to school. Every set of adults that came in during the day asked the same question. Every time they got the answer, they couldn't help but laugh. I guess it's funny, but..."

"But what?" Draco asked, trying to coax the other boy into answering him.

"But it hurt more than being thrown in the cupboard. So I'd rather not talk about it." The raven haired boy murmured.

"You can't keep things like this bottled up inside. Anyway Mother and Father will ask about your schooling eventually. Would you rather tell them or me?" Draco said, moving closer with each word.

At that moment Harry realized why the Malfoys, who had everything, had decided to adopt another child. They had done it for Draco. He needed someone to depend on him, to make him feel like he was needed, not just wanted. He also needed someone his own age to depend on. Harry wondered why he didn't turn to his school friends for this kind of approval.

Before the raven-haired boy could think on the subject anymore Draco startled him back to reality, "Harry -". The blond was cut off by Harry's lips pressing firmly to his. The blond was stunned for a moment but kissed back, his hand sneaking it's way into the others unruly black hair. Harry ran his tongue over Draco's bottom lip, silently pleading for entrance. Draco opened his mouth and allowed Harry to ravage his mouth. Draco moaned in the back of his throat, snapping Harry out of his lust-filled haze.

Harry quickly separated himself from Draco, blushing wildly. Both boys were gasping for air. Draco looked at Harry, as if he were disappointed that he had ended the kiss.

"I'm-I'm sorry." Harry said between gasps.

"What are you sorry for?" Draco asked taking a step toward the flustered teen.

"I-I just kissed you!" Harry said, surprised that the other boy even had to ask.

Draco continued to come closer to Harry, "And I kissed you back." He said, coming to a halt right in front of Harry.

Harry just stood there stunned. Draco didn't think that the kiss was bad? "But we're both boys!" Harry exclaimed.

"So? Why does that matter?" The blond said innocently, as he wrapped his arms around the slightly shorter teens waist.

Draco silenced whatever objection Harry was about to present by lightly kissing the other boy. Harry kissed back immediately. Now it was Harry's hand tangling in silky, blond hair. Since Draco had initiated the kiss he decided that he was the dominant one now. He bite down lightly on Harry's lip. The other boy shivered with pleasure as he opened his mouth. Draco's tongue entered his mouth and licked everywhere. Before long their tongues were locked in a heated battle. When the two broke the kiss this time it was purely because of the need for air.

"Draco...we-we shouldn't be doing this...not here."Harry gasped.

Draco nuzzled Harry's neck, "We shouldn't do this at all" Draco said. He felt Harry sag slightly. The blond looked into Harry's emerald green eyes. "But that doesn't mean that I don't want to."

Harry broke into a smile, and buried his face in Draco's hair. Harry inhaled the scent of Draco, which consisted of vanilla and his mother's flowery perfume. "I'm glad." He said with a sigh.

"Harry... If we're going to do this, I want you to be able to trust me." Draco said quietly.

Harry chuckled, "I already trust you more than I've ever trusted anyone."

Now Draco was also wearing a goofy smile. They decided it was time to go home. As they walked their fingers became intertwined. After the two had arrived back at the Manor, they had changed into more comfortable clothes and settled in the living room. As the two sat on a couch near the fireplace, Draco remember the conversation they had been having prior to the kiss. He turned to face Harry, "So why were you so upset about me going back to school?"

"I wasn't upset about you going back to school...It's just...Never mind," Harry said, smiling back at Draco.

"Just what, Harry, and don't say it's nothing. If it bothers you it most definitely is not nothing." Draco said sternly.

Harry sighed, "It's just that I haven't been to school since about half way through first grade." He looked away from Draco, who had taken his hand.

"What!? You haven't been to school since FIRST GRADE!? That's -That's impossible, you must have gone to school. It's the law right?" Draco said, his brow furrowed

"Mrs. Dursley 'home-schooled' me." Harry said, putting air-quotes around 'home-schooled'. "She found out that I had friends at school, and that I actually enjoyed going. So she took me out right away and had me teach myself."

Draco sensed there was more to the story. "What happened when she found out you had friends?"

"I told you she-"

Draco cut Harry off, "Before that. Right after she found out that you had friends, what did she do?"

Harry hesitated. Draco gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. Harry sighed and said, "She had the other boys, from the home, bully my friends until they agreed to beat me up." Harry said looking down.

"They beat you up!? But they were your friends." Draco said horrified.

"I don't blame them though. Mrs. Dursley had some tough boys that everyone was afraid of." Harry said not looking up.

"Harry... You can come to school with me. I'll make sure that no one bothers you." Draco suggested quietly.

Harry stiffened, "I-I don't know. I don't want to be a burden."

"You'll never be a burden, Harry, but if you're really not sure then I won't tell mother and father until you're ready." Draco said, "I just want you to be able to trust me."

Harry sighed, and looked into Draco's silver eyes, "I do trust you...it's everyone else that I don't."

"Harry...If anyone tries to hurt you, I swear I'll protect you. Then I'll beat the shit out of them." Draco whispered with a smile, wrapping Harry in a hug.

"Draco, promise me, you won't put yourself in danger for me." Harry said, leaning into the hug.

"I promise, Harry" Draco murmured, drifting off. He glanced down at Harry. The raven haired boy had fallen asleep in the comforting warmth of the fire and Draco's arms. A faint smile graced Draco's lips before, he too, fell asleep.

When Narcissa came to fetch the two for lunch, she found them sleeping peacefully in front of the slowly dying fire. She covered the two in a blanket, and left with a fond smile on her lips.

Sometime later Harry woke up. The sun had gone down, and Harry felt familiar pangs of hunger in the pit of his stomach. His first thought was that he was back in the orphanage, still locked in the cupboard, and that the Malfoys adopting him had all been a dream. Harry was on the verge of panicking, when something shifted on top of him. Harry looked down and was meet with a face full of silky, blond hair. He let out a sigh of relief. 'It wasn't a dream'. He thought to himself. He was laying on the couch in Malfoy Manor, with Draco.

'We must have fallen over while we were sleeping.' thought Harry, who couldn't remember falling asleep like this. "Draco, wake up. Wake up, Draco." Harry whispered to the blond, not wanting to wake up anyone else.

"Don' wanna" Draco mumbled burying his face into Harry's chest.

"Come on Draco, we've slept through lunch and probably dinner." Harry whined.

This made Draco raise his head, "Are you hungry?" He asked, sleepily.

"A little" Harry replied, as his stomach growled loudly.

Draco sat up, "Then let's go to the kitchen and I can fix us something to eat." He offered through through a yawn.

"Sounds good." Harry replied. He stood up and almost tumbled over the low coffee table, that sat in front of the couch.

"Harry! Are you alright!?" Draco asked worried. He had caught Harry just in time.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Have you seen my glasses?" Harry asked, squinting at the floor.

"I'll check the couch." Draco offered, and began to do so.

As the two searched, Harry became increasingly worried about what they would find. Eventually Draco said, "Harry, I've found your glasses...but I don't think you'll be able to use them anymore."

"Why not?" Harry asked, a sinking feeling in his gut.

"When we fell over earlier, that must have been when they fell off...and I think we fell on top of them." Draco said, holding up Harry's glasses. They had a cracked lens, bent frames, and the other lens was missing altogether.

Harry didn't say anything as he took the glasses from Draco and sank to the couch. Draco patted Harry on the back and said, "Do you have a backup pair? I can go fetch them for you."

"I've had these glasses for as long as I can remember. There the only thing I've ever had that were mine." Harry mumbled. "No I don't have a backup pair." He said to Draco.

Draco's ears perked at the sadness in the other boys voice when he spoke. "It'll be fine, when mother and father wake up. We'll go get you new ones." Draco said, still trying to cheer the other boy up.

"They won't be the same." Harry said, tears falling down his cheeks. "These were the only thing that was ever mine. They weren't hand me downs or anything. They looked just like my dad's."

Draco pulled Harry into a hug. "These new ones can look exactly like those ones."

Harry shook his head, "It won't be the same. They'll never be the same."

"That Dursley woman bought you those glasses, right?" Draco asked, running his fingers soothingly through the other boys hair.

The raven haired boy nodded into the blonde's shoulder.

"And she didn't like you right?" Harry nodded again. "So… it seems like a good thing to get a new pair from people who like you, doesn't it?"

Harry didn't respond for awhile. The tears continued to drip down his face. When he had calmed down he replied, "Yeah, I guess that would."

Draco smiled and stood up, "Now why don't we go get some food?"

"I would, but I can barely see you, and you're right in front of me." Harry responded, squinting at the spot Draco had previously occupied. "Aren't you?"

Draco chuckled lightly, "Actually I'm over here." He said taking Harry's hand. "Do you trust me?"

"Of course. Why?" Harry replied instantly.

"I'll guide you." Draco said, pulling Harry to his feet.

Draco carefully led Harry to the kitchen, and sat him at the table. "Wait here. I'll go fix something."

Harry sat, ideally listening to the sounds of Draco moving about the kitchen. A plate was soon placed in his lap.

"Is peanut butter and jelly fine? I didn't want to make you use silverware while you couldn't see." Draco asked.

Harry smirked, "Yes it's perfect." he said as he took a bite. The two boys ate in silence.

After they had finished their sandwiches, and Draco had cleaned the plates, he lead Harry upstairs. As they entered Harry's room Draco asked, "Are you sure you'll be fine without your glasses?"

"Honestly, Draco, I'll be in bed all night. I'll be fine." Harry replied, rolling his eyes. He let go of Draco's hand and began to walk towards where he thought the bed was.

"But you can't even find the bed on your own, and what if you have another nightmare?" Draco countered. "I don't want you walking around without your glasses."

Harry didn't have to see to know that Draco was actually worried. He sighed, "Are you really that worried?"

"Well I'm just concerned for your safety." Draco said hastily.

"If it'll make you feel better you can sleep here tonight, or I could sleep in your room" Harry suggested, finally finding the bed and sitting down. Draco was silent for a long moment. "Or we could sleep in our rooms. It was just a suggestion." Harry said feeling embarrassed.

"Huh!? No, no, um... I'll go put on my pajamas. I'll be right back." Draco said quickly and scurried from the room. He returned a few minutes later, clad in green silk pajamas, carrying his pillow, to find Harry wandering around the room, looking for the dresser.

"Harry what did I tell you!" Draco practically screamed. He dropped his pillow and crossed Harry, "What are you looking for, I'll get." Draco sat Harry down on the bed.

"My pj's. They should be in the bottom drawer of the dresser, but I can't find it." Harry said looking down.

Draco crossed the room quickly. He kneeled down in front of the dresser and pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt that looked too big for Harry, even if he wasn't underweight. "Harry do have anything warmer than this?" Draco asked as he handed Harry the clothes.

"No, I just have shorts and T-shirts mostly. I got last pick of any clothes that were donated to the home." Harry said as he changed. Draco's brow creased.

"Looks like we'll have to buy you more than just new glasses tomorrow." Draco commented.

"You don't have to do that. I don't mind the clothes, really." Harry protested, as Draco laid down on the bed next to him.

"Harry, it doesn't matter if you protest, you're getting new clothes tomorrow. End of story." Draco replied, pulling up the covers. "Now shush, go to sleep. We're going shopping and you'll need all the energy you can get."

Harry didn't need to be told twice. Despite having slept most of the afternoon he was still tired. Harry fell asleep, comforted by the warmth of Draco next to him.

Harry and Draco were walking down a busy street, lined with shops. Walking slightly ahead of them were Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. The two boys were heavily laden with bags from various stores that Harry had only heard of. As they walked down the street Narcissa suddenly feel to the ground. Lucius followed her moments later. They both had a single bullet hole in their foreheads. Harry and Draco dropped the bags, looking around wildly for the person who had shot their parents.

Harry spotted her first. Petunia Dursley was walking toward them, a gun aimed at Harry. She grinned wickedly and pulled the trigger. Before Harry could react, Draco jumped in front of him. He fell to the ground, clutching his stomach. Harry fell to his knees. He crawled to Draco's side. Draco coughed, and spat out blood. Then he turned and looked at Harry.

"Run...Harry...get...away...from...here..." He said between gasps, and coughing.

"No, I won't leave you!" Harry tried to pick up the bleeding boy, but he was pushed away.

"Go" Draco said more firmly.

Harry looked around frantically for help, but the street was now deserted. Petunia was standing over him now, the gun still aimed at Harry.

"Damn. He was going to take your place. Now I'll have to go find some other brat." She said. She reached down and grabbed a handful of Harry's hair, to ensure he couldn't run, and turned the gun on Draco. Harry watched in horror as she pulled the trigger again and the life left Draco's eyes.

Tears began to flow down Harry's cheeks as he was viciously pulled upright by his hair. "You've always wanted to meet your parents. Here's your chance." Petunia said, coldly as she placed to barrel of the gun to Harry's chest. She grinned wickedly, once more, and pulled the trigger.
Harry woke up screaming, clutching, at his chest. Draco sat up and quickly pulled Harry into his arms. Harry resisted the embrace.

"Harry. Harry, it's me! It's Draco!" He said desperately trying to calm the screaming boy.

Harry stopped screaming at the sound of Draco's voice and whirled around to face him. "Draco!" Harry said, he was terrified that what he saw wasn't a dream, but it had to be. Draco was alive after all.

Draco sighed in relief, "Yes, yes, it's me. What's wrong Harry?" Worry entered Draco's voice, as well as his expression, though Harry couldn't see it.

Harry leaned in, and hugged Draco tightly, "I thought you were dead. That everyone was dead. But you're still alive. Still alive..." Harry trailed off.

Draco ran a hand soothingly through Harry's hair, "Yes we're all still alive, now tell me why you were screaming."

Harry had begun to tremble, "I-I had a nightmare." Harry said. "Mrs. Dursley was there, and-and she-she.." Harry couldn't finish the sentence. Draco continued to stroke Harry's hair. After a few minutes Harry said in a small voice, "She shot everyone." After that the whole dream came tumbling out of his mouth. Harry sobbed into Draco's chest. Draco shifted so that he was leaning against the headboard, with Harry lying on his chest. Harry continued to sob, not even noticing the new position. Draco place soft reassuring kisses on top of Harry's head. Harry cried himself back to sleep after a few minutes. Draco watched him sleep for awhile before dropping off into sleep, as well.

When Draco woke up he found that he was propped against the headboard, and that all the blankets were on the floor. It took a minute to recall the events of the previous night. He looked at the other side of the bed, and was greeted by an empty space. As this registered in his lagging brain, a loud crash came from the bathroom. Draco shot out of bed, and sprinted to the door. He tried the handle but the door was locked. He cursed under his breath as the sound of breaking glass and a hiss of pain reached his ears.

"Harry! Harry, open the door!" Draco called, he was beginning to panic.

There was the sound of shuffling feet. Slow, careful steps of someone who couldn't see well. After an agonizing minute the door opened to reveal a disheveled Harry, holding his right forearm to his chest. "Oh, thank God, you're alright!" Draco said, wrapping Harry in a tight hug.

A yelp of pain escaped Harry's lips. Draco pulled back instantly, noticing the way Harry held his arm protectively to his chest.

"What's wrong with your arm?! Let me see." Draco demanded worried.

Harry turned his eyes to the floor as he held his arm out to Draco. The blonde gasped at the sight. Harry's forearm had been cut from just below the bend of the elbow to about two inches below his wrist. The wound wasn't deep but it was bleeding, a lot. Draco quickly pulled Harry to the bed.

"Don't move." He said, before rushing back into the bathroom. When he entered the bathroom he saw, for the first time, the extent of the damage. Two or three crystal vases had been knocked onto the floor and had shattered. Draco made a mental note to check Harry's feet for glass shards. Draco noticed a plush bath mat that had an upturned corner. It appeared the Harry had gone to the bathroom, and gone to wash his hands, when he tripped over the bath mat and knocked over the vases. After he had finished his quick look over of the bathroom, Draco quickly grabbed to medical kit and returned to Harry.

"Alright, this is going to hurt." Draco said as he began it clean the wound. He could see the muscles in Harry's arm tense, but the boy gave no sign that he was in pain.

Harry had been very quiet during the process of cleaning and dressing the wound. Draco was wrapping the last of the bandages around Harry's arm when he said, "I'm sorry, Draco. I...I didn't want to wake you, but I had to go to the bathroom so..." Harry trailed off, his fringe falling over his eyes.

"Don't worry about it, Harry, but next time wake me." Draco said, focused on getting the bandages secure.

Harry used his free hand to lift Draco's face to his own. The raven haired boy placed a questioning kiss on Draco's lips. He waited for a moment, not wanting to make Draco do something he didn't want to. Draco, however, wanted to...very much so. Draco kissed Harry back, with a desperate, needy kiss. Harry smiled and leaned in to embrace Draco, who laid them down on the bed.

"H-Harry, if we start this...I don't think I'll be able...to stop." Draco said between pants, when they broke for air.

Harry smiled up at him, "Good, I wasn't planning on stopping." Harry said, then pulled a shocked Draco into another heated kiss. Draco ran his tongue over Harry's bottom lip, and was quickly granted entrance. Their tongues became locked in heated battle for dominance, neither one wanting to be dominated. Harry rubbed Draco's swollen cock, through his pajamas. Draco gasp and pulled away from the kiss, moaning in pleasure. Harry took this opportunity to slip Draco shirt over his head. Draco smirked down at Harry and slowly pulled off his shirt.

With Harry's chest now fully exposed, Draco couldn't resist. He took one more taste of the other boy's tongue, then moved to the nearest nipple, and began to suck, while pinching the other one.

"Dr-Draco." Harry moaned, bucking his hips, again. "Pl-please." He begged.

Draco trailed kisses down Harry's stomach, until he reached the elastic of his boxers (the shorts having been left in the bathroom). He looked up at Harry, as he hooked his fingers under the elastic and slowly pulled them down. With the boxers on the floor Harry was completely naked, and Draco was captivated. He stopped and stared at the beauty before him that was just begging to be touched.

"Dray...don-don't...stop now" Harry pleaded, between gasps.

Draco broke free of his trance and obliged. He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on Harry's lips, before doing the same to the leaking tip of his erection. Harry moaned, deeply, and bucked up. Draco placed a hand on the boys hips and took him in his mouth. Harry tried to buck again, at the feeling of Draco's mouth around his cock, but was stopped by the blond's firm hand. Harry's hand twisted itself in the blonde's hair, making a feeble attempt to force more of himself into Draco's mouth.

"Dray...I'm...Go-gonna..." Harry gasped. Draco could feel his own orgasm building and released immediately. Harry made a sound of displeasure and bucked his hips to try to find more friction.

Draco wrapped one hand around Harry's erection, and put three finger from the other in his mouth. "Suck" he ordered Harry, slowly pumping his hand.

Harry gasped at the return of the friction. Draco inserted his fingers in the boys mouth. Harry began to thoroughly coat them. When the blonde couldn't wait any longer he removed his fingers, and brought them to Harry's entrance. "This might hurt a little." He warned, then slowly pushed in one finger. Harry gasped as the foreign object entered him. His face contorted into a slight grimace. Draco pumped his finger until the grimace had disappeared.

He inserted his second finger and scissored them. Harry adjust to this much quicker,and Draco's third finger soon joined to other two. He continued to thrust with his fingers as he searched for Harry's prostate. He knew he'd found it when Harry mewled loudly. Harry's eyes fluttered closed, and he began to buck his hips making the fingers inside him hit the same spot over and over.

When Harry was on the verge of coming Draco removed his fingers. "Are you ready Harry?" Draco questioned. The other boy opened his eyes slightly, and nodded. Draco could see the lust in his eyes, and knew his must look similar. Harry reached up and dragged Draco down into a heated kiss, as the blonde lined himself up. Without breaking the kiss he thrust himself completely into Harry. The raven haired boy gasped in pain and squeezed his eyes shut. A tear rolled down his cheek.

Draco wiped it away as he tried to stay still. After a few agonizing minutes Harry opened his eyes and nodded, silently telling Draco to move. The blonde didn't need to be told twice and began to thrust in searching for Harry's prostate. Harry bucked his hips in time with Draco's thrust, and he was soon seeing stars.

"Draco...I-I can't...I'm...go-" Harry gasped, as Draco continued to thrust into him.

"I know... Me too" Draco gasped.

Draco leaned down and kissed Harry. The latter pulled the blonde in closer, deepening the kiss until it was lust filled and uncontrollable. Harry came as they kissed, covering both of them in his semen. Draco could feel his own orgasm begin and thrust deep into Harry before he came. Harry moaned at the feeling of being filled with Draco's seed.

After Draco came down from his orgasm he collapsed on top of Harry.

"That was amazing." Draco said when he'd caught his breath. He carefully pulled out of Harry, who winced.

"Well I thought you were amazing." Harry said sleepily.

Draco stared at Harry. Feeling the other boy's gaze on him, Harry snuggled closer,"It's cold."

Draco reached over and grabbed the nearest blanket from the floor. He covered both their sweaty bodies.

Before Harry fell asleep he muttered, "I wouldn't mind doing that again."

Draco smiled and said "Neither would I."

Narcissa found them that way and hour later, snuggled together and sleeping peacefully. Not wanting to wake them she quietly left the room, a smile on her lips.