Memento

Memento

"Please, wake up! Open your eyes!!" he cried, shaking the limp body in his hands. He felt something wet on his hands and saw blood seeping through his clothes.

"Draco, wake up!" he tried again, choking back tears. Draco's blond hair fell lighting into his closed eyes and he looked like he was asleep, but Harry could feel the warmth seeping out of his body as he tightened his hold.

"Please...don't leave me," Harry whispered as he cradled the lifeless body in his arms.

"Don't leave me... You promised."

*
He could smell the thick scent of blood and death in the air and he could hear the sound of people crying and screaming as they fell onto the ashen ground. His knuckles turned white as he tightened his grip on his wand, narrowing his eyes as he glared at him.

"You can't win, Harry Potter."

"Go to hell," Harry said, spitting out the blood and a broken tooth in his mouth as he tried to ignore the huge gash on his shoulder and the blood trickling down his leg.

Voldemort's lips stretched and he raised his wand high up into the air. Harry stood there, breathing hard, unable to move. He closed his eyes, knowing that he was going to die.

Draco...

"Get away!"

Harry opened his eyes, wide in shock, as a familiar figure ran towards him, pushing him away.

"No!!!"

*
"Don't go, Harry."

"You know I have to"

"Then let me go with you."

"You can't, you know that."

"Harry, don't."

"Draco..."

"Please, don't," Draco reached for his wand but Harry was one step ahead.

"I'm sorry," Harry said as he knocked Draco out with his wand.

*
"We have finally disclosed the whereabouts of Voldemort's camp with the information gathered by Remus Lupin and Ron Weasley. Remus has sacrificed his life in order to tell us about the camp and Ron is now in critical condition.

"We are going to attack the camp tomorrow, right before dawn, when the enemies are at their weakest. Who are willing to fight?"

*
"Promise me Draco, promise me that you are not going to leave me."

"You know I can't."

"Please."

"...I promise.

*
"Harry..."

"Why? Why, Draco?

"Harry..."

"Hermione... She has never hurt anyone, why must this happen to her? Why is this happening to us?"

Draco did not say anymore as he let Harry cry on his shoulder."

*
"No more nightmares?"

"Yeah, no more," Harry grinned.

"Well," Draco looked down at his feet, "that means I don't have to company you anymore."

Harry felt his grin fell from his face. "Draco..." Draco did not look at him. He tried again. "Draco. Look at me," Harry said as he took Draco's hands. Draco immediately looked up in shock.

"I...I like you. Don't leave. Stay with me."

*
Harry could feel the sunlight against his eyelids and as he opened his eyes, he found himself looking at the sleeping form of Draco Malfoy, whose right arm was hanging lightly around him. He smiled and snuggled closer.

*
"Why are you here, Draco?"

"I...I wanted...Iwantedtoseeyou," Draco said in a rush.

"What? What did you say?"

Draco glared at Harry. "Go and do your stupid patrol!" he shouted as he stormed down the hallway.

"Wait! You haven't tell me yet!" Harry chased after Draco, fighting to hide his grin.

*
"Draco, eat your medicine."

"No," Draco said, before closing his mouth, looking away stubbornly.

"You have to eat them if you want your fever to go away."

"I don't want to."

"Well, seems like I have no choice..." Harry said as he popped the pills into his mouth.

"What-" Before Draco knew what happened, Harry pulled Draco towards him and kissed him.

*
"Harry, do you remember telling me that you wish to change your partner a few months ago? I have a person here that..."

"Thanks Remus, but I've changed my mind."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah...I'm sure."

*
"Draco, are you all right?"

"No, I feel great," Draco gritted his teeth in pain, trying to stop more blood flowing out of his wound.

"Let me," Harry tore off a piece of his robe and started tying it around Draco's leg. He muttered a spell and Draco could feel a sharp pain in his leg as his wound tried to close.

"Are you sure you used the right spell?"

"I think so."

"You think so? And may I ask who was the one that saved your arse?"

Harry grinned, tapping lighting on Draco's injured leg as Draco yelled in pain.

"Stop complaining while I try to get ourselves out of here."

*
Harry woke up and found himself staring into the same face he had been staring at for the past month.

"What are you looking at?" Draco asked, annoyed.

"Was I screaming?"

"Just go to sleep."

Listening to Draco's steady breathing, Harry soon fell alseep.

*
"Why are you here, Malfoy?"

"Can you stop asking me stupid questions while we are patrolling?"

*
"Potter! Harry!! Wake up!!"

"What...what happened?" Harry asked, even though he knew. He could feel the sweat on his forehead, the searing pain of his scar, and the dried tears on his face.

"You were screaming...and crying. Are you all right?" Draco asked and Harry could see his silver eyes staring at him in the darkness. He was cold and he could feel Draco's warm body beside him.

"I'm...I'm all right."

"Do you want me to call Professor Lupin?"

"No! Don't..."

"Then I'll just go back to sleep..." but as Draco started to move, he felt a tug on his sleeve.

"Mal-Draco. Stay...please."

Draco stared at Harry for a while, shook his head and walked away. Harry turned away to lie on his side, wondering why he felt a pang in his heart. Suddenly, his bed sank as a warm body lay beside him.

"I'm not going to share my pillow, you git."

*
"What are you doing, Malfoy?"

"What do I look like I'm doing?"

"Staring into blank spaces?"

"That's right, so stop bothering me and continue trying to imprint your footsteps into the ground. Maybe you can try knocking your head into the wall a few times too."

"Stop talking and patrol Malfoy."

"Yeah, yeah."

*
"Potter! Potter!! Wake up!!!"

Harry sat up, staring into grey eyes. He could feel his damp shirt sticking to his body and his scar aching like hell.

"You were screaming your head off," Draco said, before handing a glass of water to him.

"Thanks..."

"Don't, because the next time you wake me up, you are going to find a pillow down your throat."

*
"What am I doing here?" Draco muttered, shaking his head slightly as he leaned against the wall.

"Yeah, what are you doing here? I thought you would be out there wearing stupid white mask and killing people."

"Nah...I don't want that ugly tattoo to mar my lovely skin."

"You are such a vain git, and lazy too. Stop sitting down there and start patrolling now," Harry said as he kicked Draco's shin. "Remus will kill us if he sees YOU lazing around."

*
"Why are you in my room, Malfoy?"

"Well, seems that Dumbledore hates me and wants me to share a room with you."

"Don't touch my things."

"Nobody wants to touch filth, Potter."

*
"Everyone, this is Draco Malfoy, our newest member. I hope that you will make him feel welcomed here. Ah...Harry, why don't you show him around?"

End