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�Potter� this whinging has GOT to stop!� Draco Malfoy snarled threateningly, �I can barely hear myself think over your constant complaining.�

Harry Potter bristled at the tone and the accusation, how dare Malfoy say he was whinging?

He had merely been stating the fact that he was hungry. It had been an excruciatingly long time since they had eaten last�. and he might have said something about freezing to death, but it was cold as a witch�s extra teat in the cave they were trapped in and he just MAY have mentioned that his arse felt like he�d given a lap dance to a fire demon but� ok� maybe he was whinging just a teeny bit.

�Well,� Harry sniffed, �if your arse felt like you�d sat on a volcano just as it erupted you might complain just a little too.�

Draco turned from where he was standing to give Harry a look that almost physically pinned him to the wall of the cave.

�Actually Potter,� Draco growled, �sitting down is not altogether very comfortable for me right now either!�

Suddenly Harry�s face was burning much hotter than his arse ever could, he knew exactly why Draco might not be too comfy sitting and it had nothing to do with dragons.

Draco turned back to peering out of the cave, eyes searching for the dragon that had so recently almost had them both for lunch.

�Why didn�t I just let that big lizard eat you?� he grumbled under his breath, although truthfully he knew exactly why he hadn�t.

If anything happened to Harry Potter on one of their missions together Draco had no doubt what everyone would say.

The despicable deatheaters son had finally shown his true colors and done away with the Savior of the Wizarding world just as everybody and their bastard uncle had repeatedly predicted.

He would rather die than give those self righteous pricks reason to believe that they had been right about him all along and so not even being so angry he could have quite happily twist tied Potters gonads into a pretzel knot could stop Draco from saving his stupid arse.

At least� that was the only reason he was willing to admit to, even to himself.

They spent a long, boring, cold and miserable day and night in the cave. Every time they thought that the dragon might have given up and left, the ground would start to rumble and shake again as the beast passed by still searching doggedly for its prey.

Apparently dragons were as stubborn as they were hard to find, thought Draco. Just perfect.

Harry suffered through most of the day and night with the bizarre condition of having his arse on fire while the rest of his body froze, while Draco just shivered and shook from the mind numbing cold.

Finally in the wee hours of the next morning the blond decided he couldn�t take it any more. Harry had just managed to doze off when he started awake as two strong arms went around his waist and he found himself pulled back into Draco�s body.

�Just keep your mouth shut and don�t move a muscle Potter,� Malfoy hissed in his ear, �I might still decide to transfiguire you into a blanket.�

Harry couldn�t keep the smile from his lips as Draco snuggled against his roasted rear end. The extra body heat soon helped lull them both into a fitful sleep.

Harry awoke the next morning with Malfoy still snuggled up against him. The major difference being that now he also had a rather large bulge pressing into his backside. Experimentally he wiggled just a tiny bit and pressed back into Malfoy. Draco mumbled something in his sleep and then his hips canted upwards, rubbing quite deliciously against Harry�s no longer painful but still over sensitive buttocks.

Harry groaned deep in his throat, Gods but he wanted Malfoy again!

He had barely been able to think about anything else but shagging his partner since the first moment he had lifted the flap on their tent and found the blond pleasuring himself.

Tentatively he wiggled his arse just a little more, listening as Draco�s breathing grew heavier then suddenly and violently he found himself being shoved hard away from the warmth of Malfoy�s body.

�What the blue bloody hell do you think you�re playing at Potter?� Draco hissed and once again Harry found himself in the unenviable position of being on the business end of a furious Malfoy�s wand.

Harry decided quickly that in this case discretion would be the better part of valor. In other words, he lied his arse off.

Yawning dramatically and rubbing his eyes he squinted up at the red face of his fellow dragon hunter.

�I don�t know what you�re talking about Malfoy,� he stretched and yawned again, �one minute I�m sleeping and the next you�re threatening me with your wand.�

For a few minutes Draco stayed standing over him, a look of disbelief on his face and if the way his wand hand was shaking was anything to go by desperately wanting to hex someone.

Finally though he seemed to decide that Harry might be telling the truth and lowered his wand. Harry released a breath he hadn�t even realized he was holding as the blond slowly dropped the weapon to his side.

�Lets just get out of here Potter.� Draco sighed tiredly as he turned and headed towards the mouth of the cave only pausing for a moment to check that the way was clear before he stepped outside, leaving Harry to run to catch up to him.
Slowly, both of them jumping at every noise the forest had to offer they made their way back to their ruined camp to find it just as destroyed as they remembered it.

�Damn!� Draco cursed as his eyes fell on the slivers that were left of what had been his magic mirror. �that was a family heirloom!�

�Don�t worry Malfoy,� Harry said snidely as he picked through what was left of their pitiful campsite. �I�m sure Daddy will buy you another one.�

�Potter� you are just begging for chronic bladder problems aren�t y�� Malfoy finished with a strangled gasp as he glanced over at Potter.

Harry looked up to find Malfoy�s face even paler than usual while his eyes were as huge as saucers.

�Malfoy,� Harry said slowly and deliberately, �there�s a dragon behind me isn�t there?�

Malfoy nodded his head vigorously yes.

�Perfect.� Harry growled as he felt hot breath tickle across his neck, �just bloody perfect!�

It seemed like the whole world had slowed down to a snails pace as Draco watched Harry leisurely turn his head to find that the dragon was not just behind him but practically right on top of him. The spell was broken half a second later as Harry Potter screamed like a little girl and bolted away from the massive lizard as quickly as his legs could carry him.

The dragon, upon seeing its breakfast sprint off for a second time made a decidedly disgusted noise and took off after the fleeing auror, roaring and bellowing fire.

Harry hadn�t even made it to the edge of the camp before his foot was snagged in one of the ropes from their tent and Draco watched in horror as he went down heavily in a cloud of dust and high pitched girly screams. After wriggling in the dirt uselessly for a moment he managed to roll onto his back and claw urgently at the rope wrapped tight around his ankle.

The dragon skidded to a halt behind him, only to rear up on its back legs like a bloody horse, ready to bring its whole mammoth body weight down on the brunets helplessly flailing form.

The dragon was a mere two seconds away from turning Harry into Potter flavored toe jam when Draco pointed his wand and hysterically screeched �Reducto Extremus!� putting every ounce of magical power he had behind the spell.

The next moment the dragon leapt on top of Harry and jumped up and down mercilessly trying to crush him to dust.

Fortunately for the boy who lived it no longer mattered as the dragon had been reduced by Draco�s spell to the approximate size of a new born kitten.

Opening one eye to squint in amazement at the pint sized terror still bouncing fiercely on his stomach Harry reached down and grabbed it in one hand, �Not so tough now are you?� he snickered and then was forcefully reminded why you NEVER underestimate your opponent when the dragon sank its tiny razor sharp teeth deep into his thumb.

�Bloody fucking hell!� he howled as he frantically shook his hand until the beast finally got dizzy and turned loose.

Draco was laughing so hard he thought he just might puke, relief and frayed nerves making him giddy.

�I�m so happy I could give you a good laugh Malfoy.� Harry snarked as he watched Draco transform their former soup pot into a temporary cage for the still snapping lizard he had clutched much more carefully in two hands now.

�Oh do get over it Potter,� Draco chuckled, �its not like that itty bitty thing really hurt the big bad hero now is it?�

�You�re just mean Malfoy,� Harry pouted, �you�ve always been mean.�

�Pleassssse shut up Potter,� Draco said as he pointed his wand at the still bleeding digit and murmured a healing spell.

�At least im not an ungrateful wretch.� he muttered under his breath as he turned away.

Harry�s eyes narrowed, �And exactly what do you mean by that Malfoy?�

�I would think it would be extremely clear even to someone as dense as you are Potter.� Draco spat out as he whirled back around.

Harry turned away to secure the dragon in the cage. �No, why don�t you explain it to me Draco?� he said mockingly.

�It means Potter, that I�ve saved your stupid arse twice in as many days and you cant even be bothered to apologize for attacking me like some kind of lust crazed cave man!� the blond huffed angrily at the brunets back.

Harry was silent for once as he finished stuffing the mini dragon into their make shift cage but then he stood up still facing away from Draco with his spine rigid. He supposed he did owe his partner an explanation but he couldnt help wincing at the thought.

�I cant� he mumbled.

�What?�

Harry Potter turned and met Draco Malfoy�s accusing gray stare head on.

�I said I cant apologize.�

Malfoy�s mouth hung open for a second and then he snarled, �And just why would that be Potter?�

Harry fidgeted for a moment but then seemed to find his resolve.

�Because�. I�m not sorry.�

TBC�

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�You�re not..�

�No.�

�You�re NOT sorry?!� Draco practically screamed.

Harry stubbornly stood his ground, �No, I�m not sorry. Need me to say it again? Would you like it in writing? Not just no but hell NO!, I am NOT sorry.�

Draco gaped at him in disbelief.

�I mean come on Malfoy,� Harry said as he picked up the cage and sat it on a waist high stump before charming it to stay put, �its not as though you didn�t enjoy it.�

Draco felt his face flushing with heat and suddenly there was a red haze coating everything in his field of vision.

�Yes Potter,� the furious blond hissed, �no need to let the fact that I was screaming NO! at the top of my lungs deter you.�

�Your lips may have said no, no..� Harry smirked as he glanced meaningfully at Malfoy�s crotch, �but your whang said yes, yes!�

The next second Harry heard bells ringing in his ears and fireworks exploded behind his eyes because Draco Malfoy had just bitch slapped the smirk right off his face.

�Well Potter,� Malfoy purred into Harry�s stunned face, �at least we�re even on one front now.�

He watched in amusement as Potter�s face turned three different shades of purple.

�What�s the matter with you Malfoy?!!� The brunet hollered, incensed at being slapped, �don�t you know you�re NEVER supposed to hit a person wearing glasses?�

�What�s the matter with you Potter?� Malfoy hollered right back, �don�t you know you�re not supposed to fuck someone without getting their permission first?!!�

Draco noted with no small amount of satisfaction that Harry�s bottom lip was bleeding quite a bit from the hard slap.

Gingerly Harry reached up and touched the small wound with his thumb, then he glanced back up at a vengefully grinning Malfoy.

�Well Draco,� Harry drawled as he advanced menacingly on the blond, �if I�m going to get slapped anyway.�

The grin dropped right off of Draco�s face as he took in the other man advancing with wicked intent flashing in those sinful green eyes.

�Don�t do anything we�ll both regret Potter.� Malfoy took two steps back holding his hands up in front of him.

�I thought id already made it clear to you Draco,� Potter growled and tensed to pounce, �I don�t regret anything.�

Malfoy went for his wand one second too late as Potter grabbed him by the waist and pushed him hard into the dragons cage before quite rudely shoving his tongue halfway down Draco�s throat.

Draco�s yelp of surprise and anger was muffled by Potter�s lips as he squirmed and struggled against the obviously insane auror. Potter trapped both of his wrist down by his side to keep him from pushing him away so all that Draco could do was writhe helplessly and stand there wedged between Harry�s muscle hard body and the cage.

Either Potter had a steel pole in his pocket or he was extremely pleased with the whole situation because Malfoy felt his belly poked repeatedly every time the man pressed close to him which was constantly. Trying to move away Draco jerked back hard into the cage and a second later tore his lips way from Harry�s long enough to yell � Fuck!� as the miniature dragon in the cage apparently took his retreat as a blatant invitation to snack on his backside because razor sharp teeth sank quite painfully into his left buttock.

His hips jerked forward, inadvertently grinding his groin against Potter�s and Harry grunted, �Oh yeah baby! I knew you wanted this too!� before reclaiming his mouth and prodding his midsection again with a very hard cock.

What? No!

Being trapped between a horny sex manic and a hungry dragon gnawing on his arse was not something they had covered in his auror training but Draco was still first and last a Malfoy.

He would just have to improvise�..

TBC�

Authors note: *smirk*

Since Harry had him pretty much pinned between his body and the cage, this called for some serious Slytherin cunning.

Making himself relax, no easy task when he had a pint sized Godzilla practically flossing its teeth with his arse hair, he moaned against Harry�s mouth and wrapped his legs around his waist.

Harry�s hands were everywhere, skittering all over his body even as he attacked his mouth with a vengeance. Gods, it was like the attack of the blob but more clingy and slightly less wetness .

It really wasn�t so bad, the blood� the dirt� the addictive pressure of soft lips pressing against his. No! He had NOT just thought that! The delicious pressure of lips on his shouldn't--just fucking shouldn't be that much of a turn on but it was. Draco found himself embarrassingly, achingly hard. He was going to have to kill himself; there was nothing else to it. No, wait� he always had denial. Denial had been his greatest asset over the years. Yeah, that could work.

Gods, what had he done to deserve this? �Oh yeah� Shaking the irrelevant past horrible mistakes from his mind, Draco tilted his head up and to the side, baring his throat.

�Lay me down darling,� he purred as the brunet released his mouth to run a slick tongue around his earlobe, �this is so uncomfortable.�

Clutching both of his buttocks like they were his only life preservers in a stormy sea Harry, still kissing and licking at his ear and throat, lifted him off of the cage to lay him gently on the ground then climbed on top of him to reclaim his lips as he pressed his body between his legs.

Draco wriggled underneath him until he managed to work one leg between Harry�s and then drew back a knee fully set to jam Potter�s balls up through the top of his thick skull.

�Gods Draco,� Harry murmured against his throat, , "I want you, need you so much.�

Draco tensed in preparation, knee cocked and loaded.

�My God, I am so in love with you!�

Wait�. What???????

Harry�s kisses were frantic�intense�and Draco couldn�t fucking THINK.

Had Harry bloody fucking bloody Potter actually just said he was in LOVE with him?

The blond was helpless to stop the groan those words brought, he pressed against Harry, his throbbing cock needing some pressure, something to alleviate the ache, only for a second he assured himself, just enough to clear his mind until he could be sure what Harry had said.

Enough of this shit! Draco's hands were in Harry's hair, yanking his head back.

�Potter..� he hesitated, surely he had heard him wrong, �did you just say that you were in love with me?�

To his pure unadulterated horror Harry shook his head enthusiastically yes.

Draco tore his eyes away before he embarrassed himself which wouldn't take much judging by the heat that shot through him just from the head shake, not to mention the joy and hope he saw shining clearly in his partner's eyes.

Harry�s teeth, sharp and slick, bit down on Draco's neck, then nibbled across the line of his jaw, just a smidgen too hard and rough and he felt himself shiver. He always had liked hard and rough.

He just preferred to be asked first is all.

Well fuck! What now?

TBC..

Ignoring both his own body�s strong protest and Harry Potter�s whimper of disappointment Draco Malfoy worked to disengage their unexpectedly exciting embrace.

Draco shoved hard at Harry�s shoulders, noticing Potter winced before he pulled away and sat back so they were staring each other in the face. �How dare you say you love me after what you did Harry?� Draco growled at his partner. �How can you say that when you wont even apologize?!�

�Please understand Malfoy, PLEASE�. I .. I�ve been in love with you for so long,� Harry sighed dejectedly, �I just� if that�s all I�m ever going to have of you Draco please don�t make me apologize for it.�

Draco felt something flutter in his chest but mercilessly crushed it.

�You SLAPPED me!� he accused, not liking one bit how his voice wavered just a little.

�I do apologize for slapping you Draco. I hope you know I never meant to hurt you, but�. I just cant apologize for what happened afterwards.� Harry turned big green puppy dog eyes on him, �Can you ever forgive me?�

The blond cursed under his breath, Potter was using Slytherin tactics damn him and Draco wasn�t ready to get over being mad yet.

Draco rubbed his cheek, to remind himself of the slap and to help him hold on to his anger, �You could have fooled me.�

�Well, I really am sorry� but you did bite me.� Harry said as he pulled up the short sleeve over his shoulder to expose the bite.

Draco�s eyes nearly bugged out of his head when he saw the wound he had left on Potter�s shoulder. It was red and swollen and quite painful looking indeed. Surely he hadn�t bitten him that hard? Merlin! No wonder Harry had slapped the shit out of him!

He examined Harry�s face more closely, he had just assumed the flush on his cheeks was from exertion and anger but on closer inspection he could see that the mans eyes were bright with what might be fever.

Gingerly he touched Potter�s forehead. Shit! He was burning up!

�Not that you�re forgiven Potter,� he grumbled, �but we need to get that healed before it gets any more infected.� He pulled his wand from his back pocket.

He circled it over the injury while he muttered a healing charm. Nothing happened.

Draco�s brow furrowed in confusion and he tried it again. Nothing.

That�s when he noticed it. Tiny dragon tooth prints running all up and down one side of his wand and the tip was� missing?

Jerking his head up he stared at the captive lizard in their cage and he could have sworn that it burped and then grinned at him.

�Ill have to use your wand Potter.� Draco said as he glared menacingly at the miniature mocking monster.

�Ummmm..�

Harry looked decidedly sheepish and Draco�s stomach churned, he had a bad feeling about this.

�I sort of leftmywandinthetentwhenitsatonus.�

Draco felt the beginnings of a huge headache starting to pound just behind his eyelids. �What?�

Harry took a deep breath, �I left my wand in the tent when it sat on us.�

�Potter!�

�Well� it was beside me and I was afraid to reach for it before then because I knew you would hex me if I did and then it all just happened so fast�.� Harry trailed off looking miserable.

Draco�s eyes swept across what was left of their tent, it was completely flattened where the dragon had first sat on it then stomped across it to pursue Harry.

Perfect.

It took them a grand total of ten minutes to find Harry�s wand underneath the destruction. All three pieces of it.

Stuck in the middle of a bloody creature infested forest with a injured partner, an insolent dragon and no working wand. Draco was fairly certain that if this day got any better suicide would be his only option.

For now he settled for yelling at Harry.

�How bloody stupid are you Potter?� the blond spat, rage and fear making him reckless, �what kind of idiot runs off and forgets to take his wand?�

�Ummm� an idiot that knows if he touches it his partner is going to hex his bollocks off?� Harry snarled back, �and you just MIGHT want to lower your voice Malfoy, dragons aren�t the only thing out in these woods that would love to make a snack out of us.�

With great effort Draco fought himself back under control.

�This is all your fault Potter!� he hissed.

�My fault?�

�Yes, your fault!� Draco gritted out between his teeth, �If you hadn�t forgot your fucking fishing net none of this would have ever happened, even if the thing had still sat on us we wouldn�t have been fighting and you would have your wand now!

He was about to outline a longer and much more detailed list of Potter�s many faults and how he had managed to single handedly completely fuck up their mission when he noticed Harry was giving him a VERY odd look.

�What?� He snapped.

�You knew�.� Harry said slowly, like he had just discovered some great truth.

�Knew what Potter?� Draco huffed in exasperation.

�You knew that I had forgotten my fishing net�.� Harry whispered, understanding dawning on his face. �You knew I was coming back to the tent and you still��

�What??� Draco sputtered, �I.. I.... I ��

Ok, suicide it is then.
TBC�

Him and his big fucking mouth! Draco Malfoy cursed under his breath.

Well now� What was he supposed to say to that? It was most disgustingly true.

Of course that didn�t mean he was actually going to admit to it!

No way in hell was he ever going to tell Harry bloody fucking bloody Potter that he had been lying there jacking off with two fingers up his arse fantasizing about him coming back to the tent and pretty much doing exactly what he actually had done. Oh no, he�d rather have his gonads chewed off slowly by a ickle dragon than admit to that.

Deny, deny, deny. It was pretty much becoming Draco�s new mantra.

�You�ve obviously lost what little mind you had left Potter.� he sniffed, �I knew no such thing.�

Harry�s eyes narrowed at him, �But you just said��

Draco waved a hand dismissively and started rummaging through what was left of their camp as a distraction. �I said nothing Potter, that fever is obviously making you hallucinate and I have no desire to discuss this any further.�

Harry studied him for a few moments and Draco found himself squirming under the intense scrutiny. �Well then Malfoy� I suppose when we get back you�ll be pressing charges against me then wont you?�

Malfoy whirled around to face him, clutching what was left of their coffee pot in his hands.

�No� thank you very much Potter.� he hissed, �I have no desire to march into Kingsley Shacklebolt�s office and tell him that you raped me because you caught me tossing off with two fingers up my arse!�

Harry went even paler and he flinched slightly, �You� I.. you��

�Scintillating conversation as always Potter,� Draco sniped, �but we really need to concentrate on getting you healed and getting out of here before something else shows up to eat us right now, don�t you think?�

He threw down the ruined coffee pot and went back to sifting through the debris.

�Well� at the very least you�ll want a new partner, wont you?�

Draco dropped his head, good lord, why couldn�t Potter just shut up? He glanced over at Harry who was staring at the ground and biting his lip and looking completely miserable. The fact was that he didn�t want a new partner, they had been together as a team for years and he knew he could depend on Harry no matter what. If there was one thing Draco knew for certain it was that Harry James Potter would crawl a mile through broken glass on his knees if it meant saving his partner and he really didn�t want to lose that.

Plus , a little voice in the back of his head piped up, (he was fairly certain it was the one that kept fantasizing about Potter in the first place.) you kinda, sorta like the git don�t you?

Not that he would ever say that.

�Why would I want a new partner Potter?� he wavered, �I�ve just barely gotten you housebroken. You really think I want to have to go through that again?�

He tossed the coffee pot down and picked up what was left of his poor, poor Italian silk shirt.

�Besides�� Draco sighed, taking a moment to mourn the beautiful garment, �I�m not thinking that its something that you plan to do on a regular basis�. or ever again for that matter.�

�Malfoy I�� Harry started but he never got to finish whatever it was he had planned to say because Draco suddenly let loose with a shriek of surprised delight and when he turned around again he was clutching two bottles of fire whiskey that had somehow miraculously survived being stomped on.

Thank Merlin for small favors!

�Are you going to just stand there all day or are you going to do something Potter?�

Harry gave a sheepish grin, �I suppose I could help couldn�t I?�

Together they got the wreckage cleared and managed to salvage a few things they could use plus recovered some food they had tied up in a tree to keep the various beast out of it.

By the time they had done what little they could Draco couldn't help but notice that Harry was as pale as a ghost and sweating profusely. Upon closer inspection he discovered that the prat felt like he was on fire and his teeth were chattering. Never a good sign.

Their medical kit had been crushed to bits, so they would have to improvise with what they had and the local medicinal plants. They had to be careful, under the circumstances they found themselves in now an infection could prove fatal.

Draco forced Harry to lie down after he wrapped him up in the one blanket they had found hanging in a nearby bush. He got him settled then went to the lake and fetched some water. Having no magic to purify it with stumped him for a moment but then he decided that they would need a fire soon anyway and that he could kill two birds with one stone, so to speak, by boiling the water, but how to start a fire without his wand?

First things first, he gathered some dry wood.

His eyes wandered around their campsite for a few minutes but eventually they kept coming back to settle on the same thing. The teeny fire breathing nuisance sitting there looking sulky in its cage.

He heard Potter moaning in his sleep and it strengthened his resolve. He had to keep Harry warm at least until his fever broke.

Decided, Draco stomped over to the cage and opened the small door so he could reach inside to grab the dragon that bowed up at him and hissed menacingly. Draco ignored the lizards obvious unwillingness to be of assistance and yanked him out of the cage to carry him hissing and squirming over to the firewood he had stacked up in the middle of their pseudo camp.

One hand holding the beast around the neck while the other wrapped around its middle to try to reduce the very real risk of those tiny claws doing damage, Draco pointed the diminutive reptile at the wood and waited. And waited.

The thing stubbornly kept its mouth shut and Draco was beginning to think it was doing it just to spite him. He gave it a little shake.

It gave him a definite go to hell look but still its lips stayed sealed, not so much as a spark.

Losing patience with it he finally grabbed it by the tail and gave it a couple of cranks.

The creature made a sound of what could only be described as outrage and fire spewed out of its mouth, easily lighting the dry kindling in the pile.

Carefully he carried the now thoroughly pissed off dragon back to the cage and slipped it back inside. It bounced up and down a few times and hissed at him furiously.

Also, he was reasonably sure that it just gave him the finger.

TBC..

All in all it had been a rough few days and things really didn�t seem to be in much of a hurry to get better. Rude dragons and sick colleagues did not make for a ripping good time.

Draco Malfoy was not a worrier. He was obsessive, paranoid and something of a drama queen at times but not a worrier.

Draco Malfoy was worried right now. When he thought about something actually happening to his long time partner he had to fight himself to keep from tearing up and that was just not on. Draco blamed it all on the very real physical and mental exhaustion of the last week.

He gave himself a hard mental slap. Malfoy�s did not cry and they most especially didn�t cry over Harry bloody Potter. Even if he did seem to be getting worse.

Still after getting Harry�s shoulder wound cleaned and dressed with a poultice he had made himself with some of the local herbs, the aggravating git�s fever refused to break. The longer Harry lay there shivering under their only blanket the more worried Draco got.

The blond banked their fire a little more to keep it going then took some of their recently boiled water to Harry and helped him sit up to drink it. Harry choked on the first drink and spent a few moments coughing while Draco rubbed his back to help him get his breath.

�Draco�� Harry whispered weakly.

Draco bent down closer so he could hear the poor sick man. �Yes Harry?�

�I just want you to know Draco,� Harry coughed and looked pitiful, �that if I die��

�You are not going to die Potter!� Draco said from between clenched teeth, feeling a definite moistness in his eyes now.

�Just in case I do though Draco,� Harry gently took the blonds hand in his, �I just want you to know� my last wish.... I.....
I want you to know....�

Actual tears in his eyes now Draco tenderly brushed the long bangs from Harry's burning forehead and choked out, �Yes Harry?�

Harry Potter gave him a glassy green leer. �My last wish is for us to have sex again.�

Draco started in surprise then tried to hold in his reaction as he felt the corners of his lips begin to twitch with amusement. He gazed down at his partner with real affection. How this man had ever not been sorted into Slytherin was beyond him.

�Don�t worry about that Potter,� Draco murmured as he continued to stroke his soft messy hair, �you�re not going to die from this fever.�

Harry blinked up at him. �No? You promise?�

�Yes, I promise.� Draco smiled sweetly, �Ill have killed you myself long before then.�

TBC..
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