Fall.

Chapter 4 - Harry Potter. 

He's not even going to defend himself? Is this even Malfoy?

He heard Mrs. Malfoy gasp.  Apparently even she wasn't expecting this. 

The whole room had fallen silent. 

Did Malfoy have a death wish? 

"I would like to refute some charges Minister." He called out, Getting out of his seat. 

Malfoy jerked his head to look at him, the shock evident on his face. 

Harry walked down to the witness stand. He felt all eyes on him, but only one mattered. He tried his hardest not to look back at Malfoy. Something about the way the boy was looking at him just made it harder to maintain eye contact. He looked at Kingsley and then at Mrs. Malfoy.

"I was captured by Fernier Greyback because of you know - Voldemort's, cursed name- and taken to the Malfoy Manor. Over there Draco, saw me and when Bellatrix asked if it was me- and Draco said it wasn't. If i'm even alive today - its because of him -you know she would've killed me of she knew it was me." 

"Mr. Malfoy- is that true?" Kingsley asked, his face puzzled. Even outside of Hogwarts, it was well know that Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were enemies. 

Draco was staring at Harry, with disbelieving eyes. He, nodded slowly, almost reluctantly. 

"And- on the day of Professor Dumbledore's death, He wasn't going to kill Dumbledore. He lowered his wand and was about to join our side- before Snape came and killed professor Dumbledore." 

The whole room was bursting with indignant chatter. Kingsley rubbed his temples, "Mr. Malfoy - is this true?" he asked, his voice strained. Harry knew, today, Malfoy would not be imprisoned. 

"One more thing-" He said raising his voice- "I wouldn't be here alive - once again if not for Mrs. Malfoy. In the forbidden forest. She lied to Voldemort himself. If she hadn't, he surely would've killed me." He took a deep breath. "I owe my life to the Malfoys." He ended softly.

The whole room had fallen into deep silence. 

"It seems- this trial will take longer than we thought." Said Kingsley, taking a swig from his flask.  

The trail lasted for 4 hours and 37 minutes. Harry would know because the amount of times he dozed off was not even funny anymore. Narcissa Malfoy was given a special recognition from the ministry- for making sure 'the boy who lived' lived. Draco had been pardoned and was going to be detained to fill out some paperwork. Mr. Malfoy had gotten his sentence reduced due to the courageous actions of is wife and son- and the fact that literally Voldemort was living at his house and he could do shit about that.
He walked out of the hall with Mrs. Malfoy. "So- I guess its good bye now huh?" he said sheepishly. "Absolutely not, Mr. Potter. I expect you to have dinner with me and Draco sometime this week. I will send you an owl with a formal invitation of course." She smiled at him. "You are welcome at the manor anytime Mr.Potter." Mrs Malfoy had a beautiful smile. She looked exactly like Draco. It was hard to say no. "Sure Mrs. Malfoy, Thank you. But don't you think you should ask Draco? We're not exactly friends." He said smiling sheepishly. What was wrong with him?  
"Nonsense! You saved him from Azkaban. He will be grateful to receive you." 
"Ahh- yes..." He laughed nervously. 

"Mother stop charming him- the boy can hardly control his jaw from dropping." It seemed Malfoy was done with the work. He still looked haggard but there was something a little more alive in him. Harry self consciously smiled making sure to hold his lips together.
If it were up to him, He'd drop his mouth again. Draco was gorgeous with his hair all messy. 
"Mother is half veela-" He said, after he gave his mother a peck on the cheek. He turned to harry, "You'd be a fool to try to resist her." He smirked. The git.

Harry didnt even know where the thought came from, But he wanted to kiss him.

Harry bloody Potter wanted to kiss, Draco Fucking Malfoy.