Dedicated to FictionFangirl08 cuz she wrote half of it.

Draco rose, blinking, remembering the day before. But Code Green did what it was supposed to do. He got up and opened the door, he went to Sev's room and knocked. He heard a snore and knew he should just head to his dorm.

••••••••••Twenty Minutes•••••••••••

Draco ran through the halls at break neck speed, he needed new clothes and he needed them quick, his were ruffled and he was in desperate need of a shower. He hurried towards the portrait and said, "Salazar."

Draco ran through the commons and hurried to his dorm, earning him a few strange looks. He ran in and immediately pulled out a new set of robes and pulled his off, he grabbed a sweater and trousers and pulled them on, then his robes over them.

Draco turned around feeling refreshed to see, three confused faces staring back at him. Blaise broke the silence, "You okay? Code Green worked?" Draco nodded, suddenly less cheerful.

He turned back around, facing the doorway. "I'm going to Breakfast, I'll meet you there. " He strode out of the room and was nearly through the Common room when Pansy pulled him aside.

"Code Green?!?" She nearly shrieked in his ear, " You scared me Dray! I thought....you know- Nightmares." Draco froze, but he shook it off and turned to Pansy.

"Pans I'm fine, I promise it worked"Pansy still looked disgruntled, but she let it slide. As they walked to breakfast Draco checked his mask over and over, he felt like he was wearing his heart on his sleeve. As they entered the Great Hall, it went silent.

Usually Draco would swagger to his table, basking in the attention, but he couldn't. He walked with his head down to the table. He sat down in his usual spot, but found he couldn't eat much. Blaise, Vince and Greg, eventually joined them but it was silent at the Slytherin table. Draco was upset and when Dracos upset he hurts people and breaks down. He looked up as a group of people entered, Harry being among them. But what really caught his attention was Mion- Granger.

She looked at Harry and the Weasel and said something, then she strode off towards the Slytherin table. She sat down next to Draco, which none of the other had dared to do and looked at him. She grabbed his hand and said, "Draco, Snape said to make sure you're okay. I'm going to stay with you, anytime you are uncomfortable we leave, got it?" Draco looked at her dumbfounded, and found himself leaning against her. The Hall was still silent and Mione had had enough. "Last night Harry peed the bed!" She shouted. The was an immediate buzz of action, and laughter.

•••••••••••after Transfiguration test•••••
Draco was getting tired, and he told Mione such. It was nice having her look after him again. But once again the walls started closing in, selfish, Harry deserved her more than you. No one wants to take care of you, and it's all your fault.

He started shaking, he fell with a a thud to the ground. Hermione shouted in surprise and once again he was being picked up by Crabbe and he felt the world go dark.

••••••Three hours later•••••••••••••••••
Draco woke to hushed voices in his room. "Miss Granger I can't let you stay."

"Professor, when he has nightmares he needs me when he wakes up, even Harry couldn't comfort him" There was a pause as Snape considered this. Draco sat up and managed to croak, out a word.

"Mione." She immediately rushed to his bedside with a glass of water. Draco felt himself being lifted up and a cool hand hold him still as a body slipped behind him. He fell gently back onto the person behind him and took a sip of water with some help.

Draco took in his surroundings, he was back in his room in Snapes quarters, and Mione was holding him, like she always did after a nightmare. Draco saw the door shut as Sev left and he didn't care, he wanted Harry. "Harry" He said, even though he knew it was an impossible wish. "I want my Harry"

"Draco, you know that I can't do that." she whimpered. Mione never liked when she couldn't do something. Draco looked to the side.

"Will you try?" he pleaded. Harry was the person who made him feel the best, the happiest. Harry made him feel strong and weak at the same time. Confident but nervous. That was exactly what Draco needed right now.

She sighed. "Of course I'll try, Dray. I always try." Draco hadn't seen Harry very much after what had happened. Mione was ever persistent though, as she would find and ask Harry on a whim. If only Draco could take back that day, it was all that he wished for.

*Flashback*
It was cold outside and Draco was walking with Harry. They held hands, enjoying the warmth of their physical contact. Draco had a code green the night before, and was still quite shook up. "Do you want to go inside, Draco?" Harry asked, shivering slightly. Draco nodded and they headed to their spot, a room that was secluded from the rest of the castle. It was warm and cozy, and Draco and Harry often spent hours in there during the winter.

After they closed the door, they sat down and Draco leaned into Harry. "You okay?" Harry put his arm around Draco.

"I don't know." They sat like that for a while, unsure of what to say. Conversation wasn't needed. Draco finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "My dad has been doing it again. He hits me, he yells. I can't take it."

Harry pulled him closer and Draco put his head on Harry's chest. "I'm so sorry Draco." They cuddled close and the silence resumed.

This time it was Harry who broke the quiet. "You know, I wouldn't understand what your dad abusing you would be like." Draco shuddered at the word abuse.

"Yeah, I guess not. No one would unless they had experienced it."

"At least you have a father." Harry said.

"I would rather my father be dead than have to suffer through what he does to me." Draco whispered, barely audible. He knew that he shouldn't have said it. It had escaped his lips quickly. When he was around Harry, his mouth censor disappeared. Besides, it was the truth, and Harry deserved nothing less.

Harry removed his arm from Draco and abruptly stood up. "No you don't! You have no idea what it is like to be an orphan since before you remember! You have no idea what it is like when people talk about your parents to you, and you have no idea who they are or what they are like! You don't know!"

Draco cowered. "I'm sorry." he murmured. Harry threw open the door, and left their spot. Draco had a feeling that it wouldn't be their spot anymore.

*Flashback over*

Draco awoke from a deep sleep, he must have drifted off after Mione went to find Harry. Mione was sitting on a stool by Draco's bed, waiting. He looked at her, questioning. "I'm so sorry Dray. I couldn't get him to come. I think that I'm a bit closer though!" Draco frowned and looked down, but then he smiled halfheartedly.

"Thanks for trying Mione." he said.

"Anytime."

He drifted back into a comatose state, surrendering to his thoughts to imagination.

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Draco was running through the Manor, his father close behind with a whip. All your fault, All your fault, All your fault. He could hear the crack of the whip, and knew that he would be hurt. All your fault, All your fault, All your fault. He tripped and went sprawling, he knew his father had caught up, he knew- *crack* came the first whipping. "Worthless Coward!" He father screamed with hate in his voice. "You fell in love with Potter! You freed Dobby! You killed your mother!" Draco felt the tears running down his face. All your fault, All your fault, All your f-

Draco sat up with a gasp, heart still pounding, and took a sip of water. He was trembling, he heard someone come in the door, but all he heard was his fathers voice echoing in his head. But he's right, Draco thought bitterly, but something his father said struck him. He screamed, his voice hoarse, "Mione help! Sev please!" He heard footsteps coming his way. The door was thrown open and he felt himself being embraced.

"Draco, I'm so sorry, I got Harry to come with me but you were sleeping so we went to the Great Hall for lunch and-" Draco threw his arms around her, needing the warmth and comfort they provided.

"My mother........Is she......... dead?" He didn't want the answer, but he craved it. He heard Sev's silky voice before he saw him.

"Your Mother is fine, she owled this morning to see how you were. I replied that you were fine, we don't want havoc. "

Draco felt as if a huge burden had been lifted of his chest, his mother was safe. Then something Hermione said clicked. "Harry agreed to see me!?" He asked excitedly.

"Yes, he can come in if you like!"

"Harry! Harry! Come In!" Hermione was giggling at Draco's excitement and Draco was bouncing on the bed, waiting for his Harry to come in.

The door squeaked open, and he saw a raven mess of hair peek in. "Malfoy," He said, "I'm sorry for what I said. But I'm not going to forgive you so easily, I know you called two Code Greens because of me, but-"

With each word Draco felt his heart breaking a little more. *smack* He saw Hermione smack Harry upside his head. "Harry James Potter! You have been miserable without him! You have already forgiven him and you will not break his heart again!" Draco felt a swell of affection for her and he felt his heart slowly repairing itself with each of her words.

"Okay, okay!" He put his hands up in surrender. "I'm so sorry Dray. So sorry. Will you forgive me?" Draco nodded.

He motioned Harry closer and whispered, "Our spot?" He grinned.

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Harry pulled Draco by the wrist while Draco giggled apologetically. This is what he had missed. This was the weak within the strong, the insecurity within the confidence. The joy. They reached the spot and stopped inside, sinking to the floor. "I'm glad that we are back." Harry whispered, pulling Draco close. Draco nodded. The old silence was back.
•••••••••An Hour Later ••••••••••••••••••

Draco's eyes fluttered open, and the smell of Amortentia filled his nostrils. He knew, though, that they were nowhere near Amortentia .Draco was enclosed in Harry's arms. They must have fallen asleep. He looked up at his love, studied him. His green eyes, his jet black hair. They were all beautiful. No. Not beautiful. Gorgeous.

Draco tapped Harry on the cheek. "Rise and shine sleepy head." he whispered.

Harry smiled. "Do you ever wonder if anyone else comes in here? Two people, escaping reality and being with only the one they love. A pair of friends, teased and taunted for being so close, but they love each other just the same. Two scared first years, outcasts, who become friends right here in their search for tranquility."

Harry pulled Draco even closer. "You've got quite a way with words for a Slytherin." They giggled.

"I understand, though. We've never really explored the place that we have come to adore." Draco stood up and Harry frowned at their lack of physical contact.

"Oh come on Harry. It's like we haven't been in here cuddling for hours. Come explore this closet with me."

They looked in every corner, every nook and cranny, every drawer. They found lockets with pictures in them, love letters, letters exchanged by friends, all little tokens of different kinds of love.

Harry and Draco had a feeling as they snuggled close that this wasn't just their spot, and they weren't alone.
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A/N; Thanks to FictionFangirl08 for helping me finish it!