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Slashy Snitch, you made my night! Heck, if I had no other reviews between
AFFNet and FFNet, I would have updated both just because of you. And it�s my third update of sorts in one
night, so please forgive my sleep induced errors. I�ll try to correct them when I see them, if
I can.

Also thanks to Jaimie, Rayven, Roxanne, Amethyst, and Elisel on AFFNet and Carpe,
Ninja, and Zarra on FFNet. Your reviews
made me happy too.

And in case someone is confused, long written areas in italics
are dreams or memories, while regular areas are normal time.

DMHP

The door slid open at Draco�s touch, and he was glad that
he managed to lose the two lackeys that always followed him. He stared at
the black haired boy that sat with one of the Weasley children. Again, the
stranger�s words came back to him and he throttled down a sneer that would have
been aimed at the Weasley.

�Is it true? They�re saying all down the train that Harry
Potter is in this compartment. So it�s
you, isn�t it?�

The boy nodded and
Draco smiled, holding out his hand. �I�m
Draco Malfoy.�

The Weasley snickered
and Draco looked at him. Again, he held
down his first reaction and said, �You�re Weasley, right? What�s your name?�

The red head nearly
choked but managed to reply, �Ron.�

Draco nodded and then
looked down the train to where he left Greg and Vincent. �I�ll see you around, Harry.� With that, he closed the door and made his
way back to his compartment.

HPDM

When Draco woke up again, he saw that his mother was asleep
with her head on his bed while his father looked uncomfortable in the chair
that he fell asleep in. When Draco tried
to push himself up, a pain shot through his left arm and he barely held back
the scream that wanted to be released.
He must have made some sort of noise, though, because his father looked
up, motioned for him to be quiet, and left only to return with Madam Pomfrey a
few moments later.

The medi-witch handed him a few potion bottles and Draco was
able to identify a blood replenishing potion, a calming draft, and a wound
healing potion. He downed the bottles
with various expression of disgust and his father only smiled tiredly at him as
Madam Pomfrey took the bottles away. He
got comfortable on the bed and only then noticed that Harry was asleep in a
chair opposite of his father, glasses gone, with the tiny dragon clinging to a
lock of black hair.

He decided to ignore that and turned back to his
father. �What happened?�

Lucius looked a bit worried.
�You don�t remember?�

�I remember things, but I just want to be sure, father.�

Narcissa woke up about then and she sat up slowly, only a
slight wince betraying her. She smiled
at Draco and pulled him in for a hug. Draco
nearly broke down in tears as the memory of his mother�s death played over
again, but he somehow held it back. When
she pulled back, she gently rubbed her thumb over one cheek.

�We were talking with the Headmaster when Harry rushed in
the room saying that you were missing.
That metal dragon that you gave him apparently notified him that you
were in danger, so he came to the Headmaster for help. It took us a few days to find you, but when
we did, Harry tried to step in front of the Killing curse to save you. Unfortunately, it hit you both.�

�If it hit us, then why��

�Love, my boy.� Draco
looked up to see the Dumbledore walking into the infirmary. �Again, love managed to protect him, and you
too. Though now Harry has a new scar and
you have a matching one. This time it�s
a nice, fetching crescent shape.�

Draco touched his left arm, feeling for bandages and finally
felt them starting from his left shoulder to his neck. The area under mid-bandage was tender and he
decided to get a better look later.
Draco glanced back over to Harry and he could see the bandages on his
left arm and around his neck.

�Mum, dad? May I
speak with Professor Dumbledore alone for a few minutes?�

�Sure son.� Lucius
helped Narcissa out of her chair and led her from the room, talking of plans of
getting something to eat.

�What did you want to talk about, Mr Malfoy?�

�I�m confused sir.�

�Oh?�

�Things are� different.
The last I knew, I was at a Death Eater meeting, and the Dark Lord
decided to punish me for failing a mission.�
Draco took a deep breath and continued onward. �First he killed mum and then dad. He then he was killing me and I blacked out. When I woke back up, things are much
different than before, and I remember things differently and the same.�

�Memories can be a fickle thing, Mr Malfoy. Though I think it might help if you talked it
over with Mr Potter.�

He looked over to Harry again and saw that this time he was
awake, green eyes studying him intensely with an expression of worry. �Draco?� Harry murmured, his voice husky from
sleep.

Draco rubbed his cheeks, wiping away the sudden tears. Almost instantly, Harry was beside him,
cautiously placing an arm around his shoulders and Draco just leaned into the
embrace, letting the tears that he held back fall. Harry climbed up on the bed so that he and
Draco could be comfortable and he stayed there as silent support for Draco.

When the tears finally stopped, Draco found that he didn�t
want to leave the embrace and decided not to.
He also vaguely noticed that Dumbledore was no longer there, but he
didn�t really care. All he cared about
was that he was being held by the one person the he respected, admired, and
loved.

�What happened after I passed out?� Draco asked quietly.

�The curse rebound onto Voldemort
again and I was able to send another curse to bind him to hell, killing him for
sure. Snape
and Lucius, along with the Order came in and had to help us here. The wound on our shoulders was bleeding
profusely and I probably wouldn�t have lasted long.�

Draco nodded to show the he heard, and was beginning to
relax again when the arm around his shoulders tightened slightly. Harry then said, �Or I found you on the
floor, your body nearly given up on living from the pain of the Cruciatus and I had to heal you the best I could with my
magic. We still nearly lost you because
I couldn�t heal you properly before Voldemort
advanced and decided to try the Killing Curse again.�

The young Malfoy pulled back from Harry and stared at him with
wide silver eyes. �You have two
memories?�

Harry nodded slightly.
�Yea. I�m not sure how, but I
remember two different versions of rescuing you.�

A bit shocked, Draco just nodded numbly and leaned back down
to rest against Harry, not protesting as Harry laid them down on the bed and
began to gently rub his back. Draco fell
asleep again, not caring that his parents would see him in the arms of,
according to his memories, his lover.

DMHP

And another chapter.
I hope that the double memory thing has been a bit explained, and in the
future chapters, I�ll probably going to go more into the major changed memories
and Harry�s and Draco�s relationship. I
don�t think I mentioned this, but I�m placing their ages at 17, at the
beginning of the school year seven.

And now, I really need to go to sleep. Oyasumi, minna.
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