"Thank you for tonight Dragon" Harry said whilst laying in bed with his hands behind his head.

"You didn't deserve it H" Draco spoke whilst getting changed into bed clothes.

"Hurry up and get changed I really want a cuddle." Harry said impatiently.

Draco walked back over into the bed which he shared with Harry and lifted his arm up for Harry to snuggle up to him.

"If I tell you something will you promise not to laugh at me or freak out" Harry asked with a muffled voice as his mouth was right next to Draco's stomach.

"Promise..."

"I love you." Harry ducked his head further into Draco's stomach so that he couldn't see the Slytherin's reply.

"Lucky I love you too isn't it" Draco laughed, "and I'm so lucky to have you."

Draco slithered down in the bed and lifted Harry's chin in line with his own. He kissed Harry softly on the lips whilst flicking his tongue over his teeth to grant entrance. Draco rolled the golden boy onto his back and climbed on top of him, kissing his neck and ear slowly.

"Draco I can't, not until you lock and silence the door." Harry begged.

With a flick of his wand Draco completed Prince Potter's orders and then began pleasuring him all over again.

Light was creeping through the window illuminating everything that was in it's way. Harry awoke to the sound of shouting, he crept out of bed (being careful as he didn't want to wake Draco) slipped on some clean clothes and walked down the stone steps, which would lead Harry into the eight year common room.

"HOW DARE YOU BE FRIENDS WITH THAT DISGUSTING EXCUSE OF A HUMAN" a voice bellowed. Harry knew straight away who's voice that was.

Ergh Ron's off again I knew it was him, its always Ron who's shouting, miserable git.

Neville was standing at the bottom of the steps looking more scared than normal (Harry always put Neville's scared face down to the fact that they now shared room's with the Slytherin's)

"Harry I was just coming to get you, Ron's erm well his really shouting at Hermione and I don't know what to do." Neville whispered to the Golden Boy.

Harry rushed past Neville flying down the stairs into the eighth year common room to see the room filled with Eighth years just watching Ron's current outburst. Hermione was standing in the corner of the room with Ron barricading her in with his harsh insults.

"As much as I hate that death eater cunt he is right about one thing, you are a filthy mudblood." SLAP.

A scream of pain escaped from Hermione's throat and a whip of light left Harry's wand and hit Ron directly in the back causing him to cower in pain.

"How dare you raise a hand to a female, especially Hermione." Harry stood over Ron's crippling body. "It's not nice being in pain is it? So why do you always constantly make other people hurt. You disgusting boy." Harry spat his last words at Ron scooped Hermione up with his arms and carried her into his bedroom. He placed her fragile looking body on his sofa and cast a silencing and locking charm on the heavy wooden door to stop any unwanted visitors. Hermione was shaking all over the left of her face was turning a purple colour, her brown eyes not as vibrant as they always would be. She tried to stand up to hug Harry to thank him but her legs gave way, she crashed onto the floor and screamed in pain. Draco shot up in bed wand pointing at the source of noise.

"Draco put your wand down and get Madame Pomfrey quick something's not right" Harry shouted frantically whilst diving on the floor next to his best friend. "Hermione what's wrong, what's happening?" Harry screamed.

"Its the baby, Harry the baby!" She whimpered.

"What baby?" Harry looked at his best friend confused.

"Mine and Ron's. AH mmm. We was going to tell you but-oh harry help me!" Her screams were getting louder and her pain was more intense.

Finally Madame Pomfrey barged into the room and shoo'd Harry out of the way.

"Mr Potter help me lift her onto this stretcher I need to get her to the hospital wing now!" Harry leapt up off the floor whilst picking Hermione up to. He placed her on the stretcher and kissed her forehead.

"Its going to be alright. I'm here" Harry spoke as tears flew down his cheeks. He wanted so badly to promise her it will be okay but he knew he couldn't, he didn't have a clue what was happening, he didn't even know she was pregnant.

Madame Pomfrey levitated the stretcher which Hermione was on and took her down to the hospital wing. She told Harry to go an get Professor Mcgonagall, he sped off as fast as he could to the head teachers office and knocked.

"Come in" she spoke sternly.

Harry pushed open the big wooden door which secure her office. His breathing was irregular from running, his face with a blotchy red colour from his anger.

"Professor quick, Madame Pomfrey asked me to come and get you, Hermione's in the hospital wing. Its urgent." Harry looked into the professors eyes waiting a stern reply but she just stood up flapped her robes and told Harry to grab her arm. They apparated into the hospital wing professor Mcgonagall dusted Harry off her arm and went to over to talk to Madame Pomfrey.

"Poppy, what has happened to her?" Mcgonagall spoke in a hushed voice.

"Mr Potter informed me that Miss Granger is pregnant and that Mr Weasley hit her causing her to fall on the floor in agony." Madame Pomfrey repeat Harry's information in such a clam manner.

"Thank you Poppy I am off to see Ronald Weasley." Mcgonagall spoke as she whipped her emerald green robes around her leg and disappeared.

Harry stayed seating next to Hermonie all night with Draco coming in frequently to check on his. Harry ushered him away every time telling him to focus on his school work and that he himself would be fine - he wasn't to sure about Hermonie.

The glow from the moon lit sky started peeping through the window as Harry awoke. A string of dribble attached his mouth to Hermonie's arm.

"Oh so sorry Hermione didn't mean to dose off there"

Hermione didn't respond she layed their completely still, why wasn't she moving. Madame Pomfrey must have seen the panic on Harry's face as she shot over towards Harmonies bed and explained that she had given her something to help her sleep and numb the pain. He thanked the Hogwarts healer and settled his head back down upon Hermione arm. Harry heard faint heavy footsteps coming up towards the hospital wing then Neville came rushing into the hospital followed by an angry looking Pansy and Blaise. In Blaise's arms layed a limp Draco, Harry shot over towards Blaise screaming Draco's name. Blaise placed Draco on the bed next to Hermione and called Madame Pomfrey over. The healer ex aimed Draco's body all over then performed a spell, Harry just assumed it counteracted the hex which hit Draco. The blonde haired boy's boy came back to life and his eyes fluttered open.

"Miss Parkinson, Mr Zabini and Mr Potter will you please be seated on the chairs over in the corner whilst I talk to Mr Malfoy, thank you."

All three of the eighth year students slowly walked over to the corner of the where 4 grey dull looking chairs were placed. Harry reluctantly sat down, he could feel his heart learching forward he wanted to be with Draco, he wished he was the first person he saw when he awoke. He wished he could kiss him, Draco's usually bright pink were lips were now huge in size and covered in blood. That didn't change Harry's mind in kissing him though, in fact it made him want to kiss him all the more.

Finally Madame Pomfrey walked away from Draco and ushered Harry to come over to her.

"Mr Malfoy has had a traumatic injury. Be gentle." She glared into Harry's emerald eyes.

He didn't want to be gentle.

Why should I, like I'd never ever hurt him, not properly. Who actually thinks I'd do that. Okay we have had a past but everyone knows that I wouldn't actually hurt him, now. His my boyfriend and I love him. I love him.

Harry's train of thought left him as he sat down next to his beloved Draco. He held tightly onto his lovers hand, he wanted to hold him, reassure him that everything is going to be alright. Draco must of seen the look in Harry's eye.

"Its not going to be okay, I know its not, so please don't tell me it will be. They hate me, everyone does, but I don't care. As long as I have you that is all that matters."

Harry grabbed hold of his hand and Draco started choking his face went paler than usual and his body went rigid, Harry shot out of his chair and bellowed for Madame Pomfrey. The hogwarts healer dropped the potions she was handling and shot over to Draco's bedside. The white haired slytherin screamed and then the hospital ward went deadly quiet. Harry felt as if everything was moving fast around him yet he couldn't move he felt sick. This couldn't happen to him, he couldn't loose him he had just got him. Professor Mcgonagal flew into the hospital room and ushered Harry, Blaise and Pansy out but Harry wouldn't move. The professor then whipped out her wand and levitated Harry out of the hospital wing. The raven haired boy's body hit the floor with a thud as the spell surrounding his body was lifted. He shot to his feet and fled to the eight year common room.

"YOU KILLED HIM YOU GINGER CUNT." Harry yelled for the top of his voice as he entered the common room. "YOU MURDER! JUST BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T LIKE OR SEXUAL ORINENTATION, WHY! RON WHY!" Tears were now filling up Harry's eyes some were escaping down his cheeks.

Everyone watched as the ginger haired Gryffindor rose to his feet.

"AVADA KEDAVRA"

Screams and sobs escaping from the eighth years filled the common room. Everyone's eyes were glued to the limp raven haired body curled up on the concrete floor.

Several Auror's and other members of the Ministry of Magic including Arthur Weasley entered the common room and gasped at the sight of the boy-who-never-dies(-until-just-now)'s body.

"Come with me Mr Ronald We-"

"His not a Weasley anymore" Mr Weasley interrupted. "No son of mine would ever kill. Your a shame to the family, and a shame to yourself."