He tensed as Draco pulled him back and not looking at the blond said quietly, "Fine....I'll stay...only...only until then." With all the blood he had lost walking in the snow his head was getting somewhat light and fuzzy until before he knew what happened, he passed out...

The only thing he could remember was that almost sad look on Draco's face before he plunged into darkness...

Draco let out a small cry of surprise, managing to catch Harry before he fell to the ground. Grunting with the effort, he managed to pick him up bridal style and carry him over to his bed, waking up his mother in the process.

"Mother, please get the healing potion... I need to get him out of these dirty clothes..." Draco had never been terribly good at First Aid, but he had learned the basics. He tore off Harry's cloak, grabbing a rag and wetting it to wipe off the blood from the raven-haired man's face and body.

Narcissa returned with the potion and Draco poured a dose into a cup, lifting the drink to Harry's lips and helping him get it down. His hands ran through the green-eyed man's hair, more to calm himself than Harry.