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Draco could not believe what he saw. Harry's limp body sprawled on the floor, his spectacles broken and lying away from his face. Shocked beyond words, the Slytherin stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do. It took Draco moment before he reacted, running forth and flipping Harry on his back.
"Harry…" Draco choked, his vocal cords constricted every time he was afraid. Checking for his vital signs, Draco was somewhat relieved to find his heart still beating and him still breathing. Pulling his wand out of his pocket, Draco levitated Harry out of the dormitory and ran straight to the infirmary.
"Madam Pomfrey!" Draco shouted as he burst through the doors of the room. The mediwitch came out of her quarters, frowning at the noise Draco created.
"He fainted…" The words came out Draco's mouth staccato, as he bent over Harry on the bed, trying to hold his tears back.
"I can see that, now move aside so that I can check him," commented Madam Pomfrey as she shushed Draco aside. Draco took a furtive step behind to prevent himself from falling over, but stayed near the bed nonetheless. At that moment, Draco was lost in his trains of thoughts. Scenes of their fights and quarrels flashed in his mind; Draco felt deeply remorseful for everything.
"Harry…" Draco kept muttering his name as he sat on a chair nearby. Madam Pomfrey performed a series of spells on the patient.
"He's all right, just overworked I guess," the nurse tucked her wand back in her apron pocket and gave Draco an all-over look. "Stop overworking him, Mr. Malfoy. You already have two kids."
"What?" exclaimed Draco, confused.
"Just let him sleep, he'll wake up in due time." Madam Pomfrey then returned to her quarters, leaving Draco alone with Harry.
Draco pulled his chair closer to Harry's bed and stay vigil the whole night. Draco held Harry's hand, his heart heavy with all the negative emotions; remorse, guilt and fear.
"Harry, I'm sorry…" muttered blond as he watched the dark-haired boy remain unconscious.
"I shouldn't have said those things, I was just angry and I just wanted to annoy you. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you so sad…" Draco cried, his tears running down his cheek. A wave of emotions flooded through him, and at that moment, Draco felt as though his world collapsed. "Harry, please forgive me. I'm sorry…" Placing his other hand on the guard railing of the bed, Draco put his head on his hand and cried bitterly. He never thought things would turn out this way. Ever the one to pick a fight, to walk away from Harry, to leave Harry worried…
"Now you're leaving me worried, aren't you? You're trying to get back at me, right? Get up then, you loser! Get up and hit me! Get up and scold me!" Draco shouted, his voice breaking the silence in the infirmary. Yet the dark-haired boy made no response; the rising and falling of his chest were the only signs of him being alive.
"Harry…" Draco's head fell back to his hand on the railing, his eyes closed to prevent more tears from falling.
Draco did not know how or when he fell asleep too; the next thing he knew was a hand stroking his head.
"Harry?" asked the blond as he woke up.
"Draco," addressed the Gryffindor.
"I'm sorry." Draco spoke.
"Don't be. I've been a bad husband," replied Harry weakly.
"But you don't deserve all these," cried Draco as he felt tears brimming to his eyes again.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have left you alone to face all that…" Harry replied as he sat up. Pulling Draco to his chest, Harry tried to hush the sobbing veela, but to no avail. Draco's tears poured from his eyes, as he lamented himself for landing Harry in hospital.
"Will you forgive me for being such a lousy father?" Harry asked, stroking Draco's hair. Letting the guard rails down, Harry pulled Draco to sit on the bed with him. Draco nestled in Harry's arms, letting himself feel loved all over again.
"Yes," Draco whispered. He looked at Harry's emerald eyes, and the two were caught in a kiss. It has been long since Harry last tasted Draco's lips, and this kiss had been the best by far.
Xxx
"So it's the usual kiss and make up huh?" Hermione teased the couple. Draco snorted and rolled his eyes dramatically as he rocked James to sleep. Harry laughed, throwing his arms around Draco protectively and hugged him close. There was no way Harry was going to let Draco leave again.
"All right, we shall be leaving you then, here, take Lily," piped Ron as he passed the pink the bundle to Harry. Lily blinked and stared up innocently at Harry, possibly dazzled by the green eyes.
"All right, thanks for the help. Enjoy yourselves then! Don't snog too hard!" Harry joked, and upon hearing that, Ron's hand flew to his neck, as though to hide the redness there. Grinning sheepishly, Ron pulled Hermione in his arms and exited the dorm. It was no doubt that the two were very much in love.
"The two of them, already married and one would still think they only fell in love yesterday," grumbled Draco. Harry laughed, as he stood up to bring Lily to the nursery. Draco followed, taking slow steps to avoid waking the slumbering James.
Laying the babies down on the nursery, the parents together beside their cribs, and smiled.
"Sometimes I can't believe all this is real." Draco whispered, looking down at the babies lovingly.
"Me too," Harry placed his arm on Draco's shoulder. "But you know how I know it's not just a dream?"
"How?" asked the veela.
"This is how," replied Harry as he turned Draco to face him and kissed him gently on the lips. At that moment, Draco knew, for sure, that everything was not just a dream.
"No matter how bleak the future may seem, we'll know our love is real. And love will conquer all." Harry held Draco tightly, the veela nodded in agreement.
The End.
Author's notes: Yes, it the end. The very end. And yes, it's a happy ending. (cliche? lol)