Chapter 9

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Harry woke up disoriented. Where was he? Why wasn't in pain? It took him a minute to remember what happened. He gasped when he did. He killed Vernon. The Malfoy's and Snape rescued him and Tom too! And, what was that bright golden light around him and Draco? It was pretty but very painful at the same time.

Harry slowly wriggled out of the bed he was in admiring the bedding as he went. He needed to pee. Where was the bathroom?

He padded around in the dark trying to a light switch but then remembered. His wand! He silently accioed his wand and waited for it to smack into his hand. When his wand arrived, he cast a silent lumos and screamed when the room lit up. There they were; the Malfoy's, Tom and Snape sitting on chairs, well slumping in Draco's case, wide awake looking like they were scared shitless. Harry was breathing so hard and he had almost pissed himself with fright. He heard Draco giggle slightly before muffling it. He glared in his direction.

"How long have you guys been there?" Harry demanded. "We have been here the whole time Harry. You woke us up by the way." Tom replied an amused smile playing on his lips. Draco's giggles got louder and Harry glared harder. "What's so funny ferret?" he sneered. Draco could not contain it; he snorted so loud and fell off his chair laughing his head off trying to speak but failing every time he tried. Gasping for breath, he finally calmed enough to speak, "I'm sorry Harry, it was just your face and yo-your scream and it was so funny and I cant stop laughing. I am sorry! Honest!" He broke into another fit of giggles again. "It looked like you were about to piss yourself!!"

Harry pouted, "I was!!! I got up to find the bathroom, couldn't find a light, remembered I had a wand and then cast lumos to see where I was going and you were all THERE!!! I literally was almost pissing myself!!!" Draco laughed harder if that was even possible. Even Lucius and Severus had to clamp their mouths shut to stop their chuckles escaping. Narcissa didn't bother, she was grinning widely at Harry's discomfort and her son's giggle fit. Tom just sat there, looking slightly amused by it all.

"So, where's the bathroom?" Harry demanded. Draco snorted one last time before composing himself and leading Harry out of the room.

"When you go out of your room, you turn left-"

"Wait. My room?" Harry interrupted Draco with disbelief in his voice.

Draco frowned. "Of course Harry, it is your room now. If you prefer, you could share with me."

"I've never had a room so beautiful. What does yours look like?"

"We can go there after you have peed. I need to change my clothes and as you don't have any, you can borrow some of mine." He smiled at Harry before returning to his instructions of how to get to the bathroom. "Anyways, before you interrupted me," a weak glare was thrown Harry's way and Harry smiled sheepishly. "You turn left, go down the hall and it is the first door on the right. My bedroom is right opposite it so if you need me, I'm there." He smiled at Harry again as they reached the bathroom. "Here you go, I'll be in my room just there alright?"

Harry hummed and flashed a grin at Draco before disappearing into the bathroom. He sighed 'this is so weird'. The past few months have been a rollercoaster for Harry, discovering his cheating friends, being choked to death by potions, learning about his history with Grapclaw in Gringotts, scaring the shit out of the Headmaster and then him retaliating by forcing Harry to live with his abusive relatives. And then being rescued by the 'Dark Lord', his husband and his crush and crushes family. Plus, what was that light that had surrounded him and Draco?

Harry finished in the bathroom, chuckling at the expensive soap on the sink as he washed his hands. Once he had finished he stood there, staring into the mirror. His hair was greasy from not being able to shower and he felt so unclean. He couldn't wait for a lovely hot shower. He observed that he didn't hurt anymore, the scars were faded instead of being an angry red, pushing up on his skin and there were no bruises. Was this from the golden light thingy?

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