“well good, maybe we’ll keep her,” drao said from behind him. he smiled when harry turo fae him. “you’ll be happy to know i’ve repaired the hole in the wards you ripped arated from the bedroom this m. you’re welome, by the way.”
“sorry, i wasn’t thinking.”
&hing i’m very muh used to, believe me.”
&hey eheir bedroom and got undressed, slidihe overs. drao wasted ionily how he wanted him, usi as a pillow and hithing his knee hs. “we’ll have to thihio buy ginny as a tha,” he said, pulling at harry’s wrist until he began pying with his hair. “i think our little monster really ran her ragged today. not that that’s unusual, she’s far too muh like you.”
“hey,” harry pulled his hair, affronted.
“it’s probably beause you arried her; she learo be rekless and to jump before she looks before she was even born.” drao drew irles on the skin of harry’s hest as he spoke, his sh slightly. “maybe & should be me.”
harry’s heart beat wildly iime?”
draed, but harry ould tell that he was nervous. “we do it might be nie for lissa to have a sibling.”
the image unfolded before harry’s eyes, and they burh uhis future, he had everything he’d ever dreamed of, a partner, a home, a family, aed it all so goddam hurt.
“i think that would be nie,” he said eventually, whe he ould keep his voie even.
drao raised his head to look at him, his grey eyes hopeful. “yeah?”
“yeah.” harry kissed him, putting all the words he ouldn’t say into the kiss; how muh he wahis, how sorry it was that this wasn’t real, how he would give anythio stay ahis his. wheed, drao snuggled bak down onto harry’s hest, and harry let the sound of drao’s evehing send him off to sleep, wishing with all his heart that he ould dht.
&hing harry beame aware of was the smell; disi aheell-tale subtle beeping aly where he was. he’d been hurt on the job mao awaken again to the sounds of medial observation harms a of freshly srubbed rooms in st mungos.
& operaight away—he waay in the dream he’d been having f as he ould. eventually though, he ko fae reality and he slowly blinked his eyes open, taking in the familiar vieital room eiling above him. he swallowed his disappoi and lifted his right hand to srub at his fae—his left was enased ihing warm, and he wondered if he’d done enough damage to warrant a str harm o look; he knew he’d be okay eventually, a ever had beeo him.
“harry, thank goodness you’re finally awake!”
harry turo find hermioing ht, holding his gsses out to him. he took them, aher into fous. her hair was lain, pulled bak i, aired. books a overed her p, tuked down the sides of her hair and spread aross the bottom of his bed.
“what are you doing here, you’re meant to be on honeymoon.”
&ed quietly. “please, you’ve been unonsious for a week, did you really think ron and i wouldo be with you?”
“a week?”
hermione nodded. “ron and i got a message from kingsley fo. i’ve been researhing ever si find a way to wake you.” she frowually haven’t been of muh use, to be ho.”
“ened?” harry asked.
“yered a spell, a really old one. malfoy ma you here, but nobody ould eren’t .”
harry started at the ried to sit up. “drao? is he okay?”
hermione gave him a speutive look, and the other side of the bed. harry looked over, and found drao sitting to him. he , his head resting on the bed to harry’s hip, his right haly around harry’s left.
“he did all of the work, all i’ve do here readiely useless books.” hermiohe o, startling harry. “whe been here, he’s beery library, trying to work out where you went and how we you bak.”
&?” harry was onfused; he’d beehe hospital, hadn’t he?
hermio ell, harry. it’s very old, so old there aren’t maions of it a’s alled brevem oum, and as far as we ould work out, it means a brief glimpse. malfoy mao work out that it transfers your onsiehat’s as far as we got, i’m afraid.” she reahed out and grabbed his wrist, and when harry looked up he ould see her brown eyes were filled with tears. “i’m so gd you ame bak. i really thought we might have lost you this time.”
harry opened his mouth to respond, but was ied by a slight squeeze of his haurned, and wathed as drao slowly blinked his eyes opeared up at harry, his grey eyes en in a way harry had only seen in his dream.
or was it a dream?
“you’re awake,” drao said, his v. he oughed, and harry ould see the shutters oming down, hidiiohe ool mask he preseo everyone else. a sharp pahrough harry’s hest. drao sat up properly and removed his hand, and harry wa and drag him in again. “i should let the two of you talk,” he said, standing up swiftly and moving towards the door.
“don’t leave,” harry alled after him. drao turned bak a him