Author's Note: Wow, I'm getting reviews again! People actually still love the story! I'm going to have to update my other stuff, it seems… Anyway, I really love this story right now, so this is my main priority! Don't worry about not getting updates anymore! I'll try to update at least…every two weeks!

Chapter 8: Somewhere in the Back of my Mind…

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The next day Harry and Draco received visitors in the form of Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy. Harry was ecstatic to see them, instantly getting pulled into a hug from Narcissa, "Oh, my poor baby!"

Draco pouted at that, "What about me?"

"Oh, shush! You didn't lose your memory!" Narcissa admonished.

Harry giggled, "Mummy Malfoy you must remember, he is my mate, this does affect him too!"

"Oh, you're right Harry, dear," She gave her real son a hug, "My poor pumpkins! Mummy will make it all better, you see! Fools at St. Mungos, they don't know how to properly cure memory loss!"

"Mother, I don't think they could have done anymore…" Draco told her, wishing that they could have.

"My Dragon, they could have. They just don't have the proper…resources," She smirked. Harry knew that must have been where Draco got it.

Lucius chuckled from his place at the couch, "It's true, Draco. Why, I have Severus brewing up something this very moment."

"Huh?" Draco tilted his head to the side like a confused puppy, which Harry found incredibly adorable.

"Lucius! You weren't supposed to tell them!" Narcissa thwacked him over the head lightly, although she wasn't really completely upset.

"Sorry, dear. Couldn't hold it in," He smiled innocently. Yeah, Lucius Malfoy just smiled innocently.

"Tell us what?" Harry could tell Draco was slowly losing his patience, so being a good mate, he wrapped his arms around his torso to calm him. Draco smiled at him slightly for that, instantly losing his tense stance.

"Well son, as you know, Malfoy Manor has a vast collection of…books, and such. The second we found out about the horrible news, I set to looking for a potion or spell that would cure it," Narcissa nodded at him to continue, she was suddenly excited, "While searching, I found there is a potion that indefinitely cures memory loss, I figured it would be worth a shot!"

Draco and Harry's eyes were wide, why didn't St. Mungos have anything that could cure memory loss? Even if it wasn't a definite thing, Harry was sure many families would be willing to try it! Especially if there were more cases like Harry's! Draco was suddenly alert, "How long does it take to brew?"

Narcissa's face fell, "This is why we didn't yell you, dear. We didn't want you knowing right away, so as not to get your hopes up too soon…" She trailed off, "It takes almost a year to brew it correctly, and it's very advanced, the chances of brewing it correctly are very low. Even Severus isn't so sure he can do it - by himself, at least. Getting others to help would be difficult, though. It's one of those potions that…shouldn't really be shared with others. You understand?"

"Completely, mother…but, what if I helped? I would do anything to help, even if it ends up failing, I would like to try. Who knows? Maybe in a year Harry will have his memory back…" Draco chose to be optimistic about the whole ordeal, but he couldn't help his hopes picking up.

Harry was still in shock about the whole thing, he needed to sit down and think. There was a chance he could have his memory back! But, what if the potion failed? Or worse, what if it didn't work at all? What if it just made his chances of getting his memory back less? Narcissa went over to him and brought him onto the couch with Lucius and her, Draco instantly followed, kneeling in front of him, "Harry, dearest love, what do you think?" Draco asked, not wanting to make a choice for him.

"I think…it being brewed is a good idea, but…I still have to think about all this. I'm not sure if it's a completely good idea. As you said, it's a potion that shouldn't be shared with others, so in other words, it's dark. What if it just messes me up completely? I'm not sure if I want to chance that…" He thought some more, letting the silence hang in the air, "I think, if you helped him that would be a good idea, so we always have the option…but I can't fully make my decision until it's done. I really need to think about this."

"That's a good decision, Harry," Narcissa brought the small male into a hug, cooing at him and rubbing his back. He did just learn an awful lot of news.

"I'll start helping Severus immediately, when does he brew?" Draco was quick to jump on the band wagon; whatever his Harry wanted, he would get!

"He brews later in the night, when he's not teaching. I'll tell him to contact you as soon as possible about it," Lucius too was joining in consoling the smallest male, holding his girlish hand.

It was silent for a long time, the only sound Harry's gentle breathing. Narcissa realized he had fallen asleep in her lap, and gestured to Draco to take him. "He's probably exhausted from everything, take him up to bed. He really should nap," She passed him over to Draco, surprised that the young man weighed so little. "Come Lucius, we can visit tomorrow," She grabbed the hand of her husband, and waved goodbye to her son. Giving Harry one last kiss on the cheek, her and Lucius left through the floo.

Draco took his small mate up to bed, holding him to his chest lovingly. He only hoped everything would work out right, Harry deserved more than anyone he knew to have his memory, completely and vividly.

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When Harry woke up several hours later, he was alone in their bedroom. He fully remembered what news they had received earlier and couldn't help but feel hopeful. Everything could be sorted out within a year… No, bad Harry! You can't get too hopeful! He decided that he was feeling pretty well rested, and stood up to see what Draco was up to.

The sight that greeted him was absolutely adorable…but incredibly funny. Draco was downstairs in the kitchen wearing Harry's apron and making dinner. Oh, no! That wasn't the funny part, the funny part was he had salsa music playing on their large sound system and was dancing around while he cooked. Was he using…salt shakers as maracas?! Harry couldn't help but giggle wildly, tears coming to his eyes from his laughter. He wanted to hold it in and watch longer, but…it was so funny!

Draco instantly whipped around, brandishing a wooden spoon. The music cut off and his cheeks went red when he realised it was Harry laughing at him. His blush seemed to reach his hairline, and that sent Harry into even more hysterics. "Oh, Draco! I didn't know this is what you do when -" He giggled even more, "When I'm not around!" His laughter couldn't seem to stop, he was honestly close to rolling on the floor!

Trying to save his lost pride, Draco walked over to Harry and kissed him, making sure his tongue slipped in between the delectable lips. He smirked and slap Harry's bottom sharply, "You shouldn't sneak up on people." With that, he walked back to the stove and continued cooking, humming catchy Latino lyrics.

Harry was too shocked to say anything, and instead chose to sit and watch his sexy mate cook them a very delicious smelling meal. "You know, Dragon. I do need to indulge in your blood later on today."

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Draco's moans spilled out as Harry latched onto his neck harshly, sucking up his blood quickly and so…hungrily! If Draco didn't know that Harry had dinner not an hour before, he would have thought he was hungry. Harry rubbed his very prominent arousal against his mate's and rolled them over, pulling Draco on top. He couldn't get enough of his delicious blood. However, when Draco kept letting out such…glorious groans, he couldn't stay sucking his blood any longer, and quickly healed it. Instantly their lips crashed together and they continued their passionate embracing. Harry pulled away and flipped them over once more, "Draco, I need you…inside me."

That was all the invitation Draco needed, and he pulled Harry to him. They were awake very late that night, neither of them able to get enough of the other.

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Author's Note: You know, I'm actually satisfied with this chapter, which is saying something! Sorry about not writing a full scene at the end :P I'm just really not in the mood today, I'm having a pretty shit day, so…why don't you give me some reviews to make it better!

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