Harry's POV

I barely had time to comprehend what was happening, all I knew was that Draco was in my arms, and we were apparating away. I held him close, not willing to let him go, as I took in his scent and wrapped my arms tightly around his body.

Only once our feet were on solid ground did it sink in that Draco was here with me, and I couldn't help but start crying, I couldn't believe it, he had actually followed me, risked his life to come here.

Only when he fell into the ground did I notice something wrong. Dobby was standing there, looking concerned as he pointed at Draco's shoulder, and my heart stopped as I saw him squirming in pain as a dagger had sunk into his flesh.

But not just any dagger, Bellatrix's dagger.

"Master Draco saved Dobby..." Dobby said quietly, and sat down beside Draco. Within seconds, I was kneeling next to him and holding him close.

"D-Draco? Hey, it's okay.. take my hand.." I whispered in panic as tears streamed down my cheeks, and he shakily took my hand. I moved my hand to grab the dagger and started pulling it off, but Draco stopped me.

"D-don't.." he whimpered, and as soon as Hermione noticed there was something wrong, she rushed over, sitting on the floor too and taking a look at Draco's shoulder.

"He's going to be okay... We just need to make sure it doesn't get infected.." Hermione said reassuringly and I sniffled and nodded, pressing my forehead to Draco's.

He looked into my eyes, and despite his pain, he smiled softly and brought his hand to my cheek.

"Y-you're here..." He whispered, tears streaming down his face as he held my face in his palm.

"I am..." I whispered back, smiling too as I wiped away his tears. "I'm here.."

"P-Please you have to let m-me expla-" Draco started, but I stopped him by pressing my finger to his lips and shaking my head.

"Not now.." I said, holding him as Hermione proceeded take ahold of the dagger, and Draco winced.

"I have to pull it off, I can't treat it properly if it's there..." Hermione whispered apologetically, and Draco nodded, biting his lip, while I reached for his hand to let him squeeze it, keeping our foreheads pressed together.

Hermione took Draco's wand and turned some rocks into bandages, and took my jacket in her hand to use it to stop the bleeding as soon as the dagger was off.

She pulled it out in one quick motion, and Draco cried out loudly in agony, squeezing my hand hard, and Hermione was quick to press my jacket to the wound, hoping it would be enough to keep him from losing too much blood.

Tears streamed down Draco's cheeks as he sobbed from the pain, and the sight broke my heart. Dobby looked at Draco apologetically, and I knew it would be a matter of time before he started ranting about how it was his fault.

I just kept Draco close to my body, rubbing his side as Hermione successfully stopped the intense bleeding with some help from a few wandless spells she knew, then used Draco's wand to cast a spell to keep the wound protected from infection until we had a better solution, and then wrapped the bandages around his shoulder.

By the end, Draco was whimpering and crying, even if the extreme pain had died down and now all he felt was a sore numbness. I kissed his forehead as I brushed his hair, only now realising how much I missed having his beautiful and soft hair between my fingers, how much I missed him.

"I missed you..." I whispered, looking down at him, and Draco smiled weakly.

"M-Missed... you too.." he mumbled, and fell unconscious from both the exhaustion and pain he had felt almost right after that.

Ron walked over and sat down on my other side, and we stayed there, in silence, watching the sun set in the horizon as I held Draco in my arms, determined to never let him go again. Sure, I wanted explanations, and yeah, I probably could've had them had I read the letter, but we were at war, I didn't want to waste anymore time with this, I wanted to be with Draco, make sure he was safe, because everyday I feared more and more that I wouldn't make it out alive.

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3rd POV

With Dobby's help, they managed to go to one of the Order's unused safe houses for the night, they all needed a good night of rest, because now they knew that time was running out, and there was no time to waste at all.

Ron and Hermione took one bedroom with a double bed, and Harry decided to stay in the room with two single beds with Draco, because while he wanted to make up for lost time, he thought it was too soon to go back to being exactly how they were, and pretending nothing happened was useless, because Draco had hurt him a lot by doing what he did.

He laid Draco on one of the beds, tucking him in, before walking to sit by the window, looking at the sky and watching as the first star appeared, smiling softly to himself. This had become a habit of his, he always made sure to be looking at the sky whenever he knew his bracelet would warm up, only this time, instead of his bracelet, his heart warmed up.

For the first time in months, Harry felt like maybe there was a way for this to end well, and for him and Draco to be together. He stayed seated by the window as he watched the sleeping boy across the room, and memories of their past replayed in his head.

"Hey... " Draco said quietly.

Harrt flinched. There were tears in his eyes and he looked terrified.

"I'm not going to hurt you P-Harry." Draco said, trying to give the little trembling boy a smile.

"W-who awe you?" he said, almost in a whisper.

"My name is Draco, Draco Malfoy." Draco said, and Harry nodded slowly, but kept staring at him in fear. "How old are you?"

He showed Draco five fingers slowly.

"Would you come here?" Draco asked quietly.

Harry started trembling harder as he got up, a single tear falling down his little face, which he wiped away so people wouldn't see.

The whole class was staring at little Harry by now and that made him even more scared.

He made his way towards Draco, obviously fearing what he would do to him, which broke his heart.

Harry gripped the extremely large shirt around him, his even larger robes forgotten on the floor, and continued his way to Draco slowly, who opened his arms to him.

Harry seemed to flinch at that movement, but Draco gave him a reassuring smile and nodded for him to continue.

As he reached Draco, he embraced him, and he felt Harry tense up for a moment, but then he put his tiny arms on his shoulders and cried silently into Draco's chest.

That was the first memory he had of this new chapter with Draco, one he never wanted to forget, because sure, he was a small child back then, and wanted nothing more than for someone to take care of him, but as he grew up, he learned what love was, and taught Draco about it among the way.

"Merlin, you're so beautiful, Dray..." Harry said softly, as he got up and headed to Draco's side of the table, never breaking eye contact.

When he reached him, he sat in his bench and gently cupped Draco's face in his hand, leaning closer.

He didn't let Draco process what was happening, and soon their lips were pressed together. Draco closed his eyes and kissed back softly, and after a few seconds, Harry broke the kiss and rested his forehead on Draco's, his eyes still closed.

Draco looked at his face and a single tear left his eye, as he remembered that in a few weeks he would lose him.

Harry felt the tear hit his hand and opened his eyes slowly.

"Dray... we-we are going to figure it out okay? I promise you. I really don't want to lose you..." he whispered, and Draco nodded, not sure if he could believe him.

Harry noticed the hesitation and pulled him for another kiss, this one filled with passion and it was almost desperate, as if their lives depended on it.

And then, when they broke the kiss to regain their breaths, Harry whispered.

"I promise..."

As Harry relived the memory in his head, he noticed just how long of a journey he and Draco had gone through, and that gave him even more hope that they'd make it, they would figure out a way, they always did.

That day had been magical, he was so nervous to kiss Draco, it took a lot of courage to do that, and he almost chickened out last minute, but he couldn't keep his feelings in anymore, so he let them out, and it had created this beautiful thing they had.

"Harry..." Draco whispered.

"Hmm..?" Harry hummed back, still dazed from the kiss.

"I love you..." he said, and Harry froze.

He felt himself starting to tremble, as images flew in his head.

He lost his balance and started breathing heavily, those breaths slowly turning into whimpers, then screams.

He was in pain... so much pain.

"Harry! Harry! Breath, just breath! Come on, Harry!" Draco shouted, trying to soothe him down by rubbing his hands on his back.

Then it stoped.

Harry was sweating and trembling, but it was worth it.

"Harry... are you okay? I didn't mean to overwhelm you anyhow..." Draco whispered.

"Dragon..." Harry whispered, and his eyes widened.

"D-Did you just-" 

"Draco... I-I remember, oh Merlin! Draco! I remember! Everything! Oh my- " Harry interrupted himself by kissing Draco passionately.

He was crying by now, happy tears streaming down his face, but so was Harry.

He felt so happy, so relieved.

"I love you... I love you... I love you..." Harry kept saying, over and over again, as he kissed him passionately.

"I love you too, angel... so so much..."

Tears streamed down his face as he looked at Draco. Harry got up and walked over, taking his hand and kissing it, brushing his hair softly.

"We'll be okay... We'll find a way, I promise... We always do..." Harry whispered, leaning up to leave a gentle peck on his lips, then caressed his cheek.

"Sleep well, my dragon." He said softly, tapping his bracelet twice for the first time ever since Dumbledore's death, and Draco's lips curled into a small smile.

Harry fell asleep there, on the floor, with his head on Draco's bed, and their fingers intertwined, with a newfound determination. He and Draco would be together, no matter what the cost was, he was his one and only, and no one would ever be able to replace him.