The Re-sorting Hat - Remastered edition!

Shock, Anger, Depression, Acceptance.

Draco stepped into the room cautiously and then for a moment couldn't see Harry only to find a lump under the covers in Harry's bed. Draco made his way over and gently touched the lump on the shoulder but it didn't move.

"Harry?" He tried but the lump still lay there.

"Harry what happened?"

Then he heard what sounded like a sob and then he got worried. "Look at me" Draco commanded quietly.

The covers lifted up and then Draco could see Harry's face, his eyes were red and glassy and there were tear streaks on his cheeks. Draco didn't realize Harry had meant so much to him until he felt his heart break at the sight of his Harry crying. Draco offered open his arms and it was less than a second before he found Harry holding onto Draco like he was the last pillar in a collapsing building. He held him close and then Harry really started to cry, it was heartbroken, grief stricken crying. It was heart aching and emptying of someone who meant a lot crying. This was serious. Draco rocked back and forth slightly rubbing Harry's back for who knows how long but eventually Harry stopped crying and he dipped his head into Draco's shoulder.

"Oh baby" He said softly without really wanting to "What happened?"

Harry sighed and then spoke so softly "It's my...godfather...he's.. he's" he broke off.

"It's going to be okay" Draco reassured.

"It's not though I'm the reason he... it was all my fault" Harry said and then wiped furiously at his eyes.

"It's not your fault" He said gently, hands running through his unruly hair.

"But it is, see if I had just listened to Hermione then he wouldn't be...But no I had to be so bloody stupid!" Harry took a deep breath and let it out shakily.

"Listen to me Harry, you would do anything for the people you love and even if it could have been a false alarm you wouldn't have taken the risk would you?"

Harry worried his bottom lip with his teeth "I...no"

"It's not your fault okay?"

Harry nuzzled his head into Draco's shoulder again and muttered something. "Sorry come again?" Draco asked.

"Thank you. you're the best boyfriend ever" Harry muttered louder but judging from the look on his tear streaked face he was going to fall asleep. But Draco still held him to his chest, drying the tears on his face and kissing him on the head before humming a song his mother used to sing for him. He didn't mind being called a boyfriend and to be Harry Potter's boyfriend sent a rush of warmth into his chest. He felt so bad that Harry had to deal with this let alone everything else in his life but Draco was going to help him through it, even though there were only two weeks before summer started he reckoned he could help Harry. He maneuvered Harry's sleeping body and after changing into his own pajamas, taking Harry's bloodied shoes off took him into his arms again. Before he drifted off into an uneasy sleep he kissed Harry's forehead bidding him a good nights rest with no nightmares.

Harry woke to a hand brushing his cheek, he opened his eyes to see Draco propped up on his elbow looking down on him with sleep tasseled hair and a thoughtful expression. "What are you doing?" Harry asked sleepily but nuzzling into the hand on his cheek nonetheless. He had learned to love the casual touches and small peaceful moments together.

Draco smiled and then found Harry's hand and laced them together. "You know last night I discovered that I care about you. Like really care. And you know what? I've never felt like this before. You've done something to me and somehow I'm completely okay with it"

Harry smiled and he squeezed their joined hands before suddenly moving to straddling Draco's hips and leaning down and almost touching his lips with his own but leaving the distance enough to tease. Draco's eyes trailed down from Harry's face down to his lips and then back up.

"You know what Draco. I really care about you too" Harry said softly and then broke the distance between them and kissed Draco with care. Draco kissed back, bringing his hands up to tangle in Harry's hair. It was soft, perfectly in time and slow. In a way it was a proclamation of I care about you. Draco tilted his head and deepened the kiss, coaxing Harry's mouth open and slipping his tongue inside to gently explore. After what seemed like an eternity of pure bliss they broke apart.

"I um..haven't thanked you for last night" Harry said quietly looking down.

"Hey, about last night, do you want to...talk about it? I get it if you don't but I know it helps. I ranted about a lost teddy bear to my mom once and it helped a lot, mind you I was five at the time but still..." Harry laughed weakly and reached out for Draco's hands playing with them almost absentmindedly.

"I saw a vision... I saw Sirius and I had to go. I...thought he was in danger and I just had to go. I had to" Harry stopped, choking on his words. "Save him. But it was a trap. Bloody Voldemort had planned it all! Then all the death eaters were there and" he broke off again blinking hard. He looked down and almost whispered.

"You're dad was there Draco. He was going to torture my friends if I didn't give it to him... But I didn't and that's when Sirius... It was Bellatrix that did it." He broke off to breathe some needed air into his tight chest "I wanted to kill her! She took the only family I had left and murdered him and she laughed after. She laughed! I was going to kill her. I had her there and I could have killed her but I just couldn't..." Harry released Draco's hands and wiped at his eyes. "And I can't even stop crying. I'm such a bloody idiot"

"Hey, look at me. You're not being an idiot. No one can keep everything all bottled up" Draco said softly.

"I can't believe he's actually...gone" Harry whispered, his shoulders slumped.

"We're going to get through this okay? Just think of the happy times because he would want you to be happy" Draco said and then sat up, cross legged, causing Harry's legs to cross behind Draco's back, and hugged him tight. Harry melted into the hug and sniffed quietly into Draco's shoulder. They stayed like that for a while until his shoulders finally relaxed. 

 After a lot of coaxing Draco managed to get Harry to come to breakfast where all he did was stir restlessly at his tea which was by this point cold. Draco grabbed two slices of toast and buttered and jammed them both before cutting them diagonally (the best and only way to cut toast according to Draco Malfoy) and put one on Harry's plate. Harry just continued tinkering with the cold tea.

"Will you eat some toast? Just a little bit?" Draco asked.

Harry glanced at him and then picked up a piece and took a bite before setting it down again uninterested - it tasted like dust in his mouth, he swallowed it down regardless.

Across on the Gryffindor table, Ron and Hermione were sitting huddled together watching the two boys.

"Okay I know I was joking when I asked Harry if he was dating Malfoy but did you see what just happened??" Ron asked Hermione eyes wide.

"What would you do if he was?" Hermione challenged, her eyes tired.

"I...well if he was happy but he wasn't happy looking at all today. Do you think he's going to be okay?"

Hermione gave a look before starting "He just lost his godfather of course he's not okay. But he'll get there with time"

By the afternoon the owls had delivered a fresh picture of Harry and Dumbledore in the daily Prophet. Harry had distant, lost eyes and blood running in streaks down from his palm. The title was 'The Dark Lord Has Returned! The Boy Who Lived Almost Killed'

News traveled very very fast and before not very long at all everyone was looking all eyes for Harry. And Harry certainly felt people stare, making him feel more unnerved about everything than before. He couldn't focus in his classes but at least he wasn't alone and had a distraction to not think about Sirius again. None of the teachers bothered asking him for the previous days homework or asked him any questions. God even Snape was nice to him, in the sense that he didn't make fun on him for once. Draco kept holding his hand under tables and writing him extra notes. It was all quite sweet of him but Harry was struggling to feel anything at all. Hermione had tried to talk to Harry about how he was doing but he insisted a very false lie of 'I'm fine'.

By the time it was dinner he was exhausted but rumour had it that Dumbledore was having an announcement that evening. An indeed he did. He announced that as Hogwarts was now in the usual order that people could either get resorted again or stay in the house they are currently in. And that left Harry in a tough decision.