9. The Shirt

Draco woke up to sunlight filling up the room. He looked at Harry who was curled up in a ball like a small child. He patted his head softly. "Potter, wake up." he whispered "30 more minutes." Harry mumbled.

"Come on get up." Harry shook his head "Oh really?" Draco asked smug He climbed on the bed and sat at the side right next to Harry.

He put his head next to Harry's ear and whispered. " if you don't get up I'll kiss you." He said smirking Harry went up so fast he collided into Draco.

"If you wanted a hug that bad you could just have said so." Draco said making fun the way the way Harry got up. It in fact did look like Harry was hugging Draco.

His hands were around Draco and his hand rested on Draco's shoulder. He pushed Draco and got up."Not funny." He said to Draco

Draco got up. Harry made his way over to the end of the bed, he put his feet down and tried to walk which lead to him almost hitting his head on the end of the bed which luckily Draco was standing right there and caught him.

"Seems like someone forgot they hurt their leg."

"Whatever." Harry replied, Draco sat Harry on the bed then he walked over to the door grabbed something and come back. It was Harry's clutches!

Draco handed them to Harry, he slowly got up and started to use them until he finally got the hang of it. He walked over to his clothes "Darn it!" He said loudly enough that Draco heard it and walked over to see what had happened.

Harry's closet was empty except for one pair of joggers" I have no clothes, mine are all getting washed." He sigh in disappointment.

Draco's asked over to his clothes and opened it. "You can borrow one of mine." Harry's face lit up. He hurried over to Draco almost out losing his balance. " Are you sure?" Harry asked skeptical "Yeah they might be a bit big on you though." Draco said trying to hide his snicker.

He turned to his clothes and looked around then finally picked out a silk white button up shirt and handed it to Harry.

Harry grabbed said a quick thanks, grabbed his pants and got ready. When he came out Draco was only able look for a few seconds before turning away to hide his laughter.

The shirt was almost like a dress on Harry. "Why does your shirt smell like apples and, books?" He asked Draco. Draco shrugged in response.

Harry went into the pocket of the shirt and pulled something out which immediately caught Draco's attention. " Give that to me it's mine." He said

"Oh this?" Harry said pointing to the picture. "No." Harry said sharply.

Draco walked over to harry and began to wrestle with him for the item, until he had Harry pin to floor while he stood over him on all fours. "Now give it to me." He said his gazing moving from Harry to the rolled picture.

" No." Harry replied "Really? You leave me no choice." Draco replied he quickly kissed Harry leaving him stunned and grabbed the picture. He stood up and dusted himself off.

"Are you just going to lay there? Or do you want another kiss." He stayed still "Potter?" Harry didn't respond. His nightmares were flooding his mind. Cedric dying, Voldemort, the death eaters standing around. Lying down like this had brought he back to when he watched Cedric die.

Draco noticed Harry began to tremble and breathe hard. He shaked Harry gently and called his name.

He realized Harry was having a panic attack. Draco didn't know what to do. He pulled Harry into a side hug.

Harry felt something grabbed him. He came back to reality and realized he was in the room with Draco. Harry slowly and gently grabbed Draco arms.

"Harry! You really scared me you know." Harry looked at Draco. "Did you just call me by my first name?" He asked smiling Draco chuckled. "Take deep breathes." Draco told Harry, soon Harry began to breathe normally. "Thanks, what do you want? I'll give you anything." Harry said "anything?"Draco asked cunningly