Life goes on... (drarry)

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Harry's POV:

Harry saw Malfoy Manor in the distance only about ten minutes after he had left Ron. He didn't think that Ron would tell the Order where he was going. But he was going to tell Hermione and she would be worried. So she might tell them. But Harry couldn't worry about that just yet. He somehow had to tell Draco that he was coming and that he would have to stay at Malfoy Manor which was extremely risky! He hadn't even brought any parchment so that he could write a letter or something. He flew around Malfoy Manor to try and find Draco's room. He prayed that nobody would see him especially not Lucius Malfoy or Voldemort or any other Deatheater.

Nobody saw him and soon he found a room that looked like it could be Draco's. He tried to open the window and it moved slightly.

'Thank Melin it's open,' Harry thought and was relieved. He flew inside as quietly as he could. Draco wasn't there. He closed the window again and left the room, leaving his things behind.

He walked down a long, dark hall. He heard voices behind the first door he passed and quickly went past it.

He was lost in thoughts when he walked against someone.
'Oh no!' He thought and looked up.

It was Draco.
"Harry, what the hell are you doing here?" He wisper yelled and pulled him around a corner.
"I... I need to stay here," Harry answered.

"Harry, you can't. Number one I am a deatheater. It's way to dangerous for you to even talk to me. Number two, the dark lord comes here almost every single day. We have a meering going on right now. And guess what, it's about how to find and kill you," Draco said and went back to his room with Harry.

"Besides, you're still supposed to be mad at me," he added as he closed the door behind him.

"But I don't have anywhere else to go," Harry said quietly.
"At the Weasley's I'll just cause more trouble for everyone and I'm sick of it, Draco. Don't you understand?" He said and put his head in his hands

Draco was silent for a while.
"I do, Harry. But you're safe there and that's all that matters to me," he said and walked back to the bedroom door.

"Draco, please. You have to let me stay. I can't go back. Everyone will be even more worried and I'll be causing trouble left, right and center. The Order will probably have to get ten people to even let me go back to Hogwarts. And I'll be stuck with them untill Voldemort is gone for good. I don't want that anymore. I want to be able to look after myself. Please-..." he said.

Draco looked convinced for a second but it was gone so quickly, Harry was sure he just imagined it.

"You should go," Draco said quietly and left the room.