BEFORE WE GET STARTED WITH THIS CHAPTER WATCH THIS FREAKING VIDEO IT WILL MAKE YOU SMILE.

When I saw it I immediately thought Scorpious and harry, like Harry sends this video to Draco at work or something and omg omg

Look me in the eyes and tell me that it doesn't look like Scorp and Harry.

Okay to the story

Time skip to idk

Draco's POV
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It was the middle of the Night, and I woke up. I unraveled myself from Harry's arms, and went to the bathroom.
I went to the bathroom and got some water, stretching a bit as I went to go get sleeping potions. Then I heard it.
A terrified scream- Harry's terrified scream - followed by a heartbroken sob.
"Draco!" Harry called through gasps. I dropped the potion on the floor and ran out to him. I saw him out of bed, looking for me.
"Harry? Baby, what's wrong?"I asked calmly as I took him in my arms. He sobbed into my neck.
"We have to tell dumbledore!" He yelled. I rubbed his back.
"Tell dumbledore about what?" I asked.
"M-mr. Weasley's been attacked," he stuttered.
I ran to get clothes, threw on whatever I found, which made me grimace because I put on Harry's sweatshirt and a pair of blue sweatpants and they do not match at all. I threw a shirt to Harry, who was still sobbing, and put on his pants for him.
I kissed him gently, and picked him up bridal style. I bolted out of the common room door, and sprinted down the hallways to the gryffindor common room. I panted the password, and ran inside.
"Are you okay sweetheart?" I asked, trying to let him down. He shook his head fast and clung onto me like a sloth. He wrapped his legs around my torso and arms around my neck, in a firm grip. "Okay," I said as I rubbed his back.
"Hermione?! Weasley's?!" I yelled. I soothed, or tried to sooth, Harry as he continued crying.
In a few moments everyone came down. They all looked at me like I was crazy. Then they saw Harry, and looked back at me. I have them a confused look.
"Sweetheart tell them what's wrong," I asked softly.
"Arthur. He was attacked. He's in trouble." Harry said, voice cracking. I looked at them, and we all ran out of the room.
Once we got to dumbledores office, we told him what happened, and he called all the Weasley's down.
"Harry? Are you okay?" Fred asked as he and George ran up. Harry shook his head.
"My head hurts," he said into my shoulder. I gently put my hand on his forehead, and it felt like someone branded him.
"Harry! Your head is burning up! Sit down-here take this- and rest," I said as I gave him some water. He snuggled into my shoulder, and he was trembling.
"Fuck," I swore and got pills out of my pocket. "Here, baby." I whispered. He took the pill with grabby hands and chugged down water.
"He's safe!" Dumbledore yelled. "We found him just in time,"
Everyone started to leave after that, and Harry wanted to talk to Dumbledore.
"Professor-"
"Now Harry, those dreams are quite peculiar."
"Yes, professor-"
"Why would you even dream of something like that?"
"PROFESSOR LOOK AT ME," Harry shouted. I jumped and looked at him with my eyebrows raised. Dumbledore looked at him. "What's wrong with me?!" Harry cried. Dumbledore sighed.
I wrapped Harry in my arms to try to clam him down.
"I believe this has something to do with the night your parents died, Harry." He spoke softly. I sat Harry down and wrapped and arm around him. "Do you wish to have Draco hear this?"
"I'll leave if you want me to, it's okay. I won't be upset," I told him.He shook his head.
"There's no secrets between us," Harry said. Dumbledore nodded.
"Well," he continued. "When your parents were killed, mothers love saved you from dying. However, when Voldemort died, a part of his soul went to you. Through your scar." He said, pointing to Harry's scar. "You may be able to feel emotions, see images or memories, or if it's really bad, pass out." He said. That's happened before. "Your scar will burn, like it most likely right now,"
Harry nodded and slumped into my shoulder. I kissed his head and rubbed my hand up and down his side. "You okay?" I asked softly. He nodded, and hugged me tightly.
"Fucking voldemort," Dumbledore stared at him, and Harry noticed. "Shit." He muttered. I bursted out laughing, along with Dumbledore chuckling and the paintings laughing.
"That's fine, harry. You two should go back to bed and get some sleep," Dumbledore spoke. Harry nodded.
I got up, and Harry held his arms out. "I'm tired. Carry me?" He pouted. I chuckled and picked him up so he could wrap his arms and legs around me. "thaaank yooou Draco," he sang. I rolled my eyes. He kissed my neck, and I smiled. "Love you,"
"I love you," I told him as I kissed his head.
Once we got back to the dorm, Harry pulled me on the bed with him. "Are you scared of me now that Voldemort is like in my head or something?" Harry asked. My eyes widened.
"Never." I told him. He nodded.
"Okay," he smiled. I turned him so that his back was to my chest again. I put my leg on top of him, having our limbs all tangled together. I had my arm around him, holding his hand as I felt his heartbeat.
I kissed his neck softly, and nuzzled my face in his neck.
"I love you," Harry whispered.
"I love you more," I whispered back.
"Not possible."
"I'm too tired for this, har," I whispered and breathed in his scent. He laughed tightened his grip on my hand.
"I still love you," he whispered.
"I love you more," I told him. He huffed and nuzzled into my embrace.
"This isn't over," he said softly before falling asleep. I chuckled and fell asleep too.
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