Draco soon arrived in Little Whinging and searched for Privet Drive number four, he flew up and down all of the roads, until he finally found the right street and house.

Draco landed in front of the door, he felt very nervous, 'come on Draco, just risk it Harry will help you after you explained everything", he thought to himself, he took a deep breath then walked threw the door.

Draco checked all of the rooms but he couldn´t find Harry, 'did he stay at Hogwarts, i´m to tired to fly there', he thought, 'I give up, i´m lost forever', he started to cry.

As he walked towards the door he heard the sound of snoring, coming from under the staircase, Draco rised an eyebrow and walked into the small room.

The was so cramped with stuff that it was hard for a person to move, 'damn even I am a ghost this is still uncomfortable', Draco thought. He moved around a pile of boxes and stopped in his tracks when he saw the smallest bed that he had ever seen, in that bed sleeping lie Harry.

'No way, why is he in this tiny room, it´s more suitable for a slave, does that mean that he is the slave of these people', Draco thought shocked, 'I thought he lived a happy life, he´s always smiling'.

Draco moved nearer to the bed and as he looked into Harry´s face he he got a second shock which caused him to stumble backwards, he also fell threw some boxes.

'What the hell happened to his face, it looks as if he got hit by a bulldozer', Draco thought, he got back up on his feet and walked back to the bed.

'Poor Harry, if i´d still have my body I would punish those bastards', Draco thought, 'I hope he can hear me'.

"Harry, wake up please, I need your help", Draco said.

"Go away", Harry groaned.

Draco grabbed Harry´s shoulders, the will for help gave him the strength to touch Harry, he shook Harry´s shoulder.

"Please Harry, I really need your help, it´s me Draco", Draco said.

"Mhm... can´t be Draco..., he is at his palace... and... why would he come here... he hates me...", Harry mumbled.

"I don´t hate you, I came here because I don´t hate you, I like you and you are the only person I can trust, so please just wake up", Draco said, he started to cry.

Harry heard sobbing next to him, with a groan he switched on the light and put his glasses on. When his eyes got used to the light he looked to his side and gasped, he was looking at Draco Malfoy, but he was crying, his head on Harry´s sheets and he was see-through.

"Draco, what the hell", he said.

Draco looked up at Harry, "Harry...", Draco started.

"Wait what happened to scar-head", Harry asked.

"I didn´t mean that, it was all show, I am not evil and I don´t hate you, I swear", Draco said, "please I wouldn´t come to you if i´d hate you, so please hear me out, you are the only person who can help me".

Harry looked at Draco, "okay Draco, what happened", he asked.

Draco looked at Harry, "my father killed me", he said.

"WHAT, WHY", Harry shouted, but he soon regretted it, there was a sound of heavy feet coming down the stairs.

"Shit", Harry whispered, suddenly there were loud bangs on the door.

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH YOU PEACE OF WORTHLESS FLESH, NORMAL PEOPLE WANT TO SLEEP AND IF YOU AREN´T QUIET THIS INSTANT I´LL KILL YOU AND NO FUCKING MAGIC WILL SAVE YOU, BECAUSE YOU´D BE THROWN OUT OF THAT ROTTEN PLACE YOU GO TO", shouted Vernon, then the footsteps walked away and soon faded away.

"Phew, at least he didn´t come in", Harry said and looked at Draco, who was looking at him horrified.

"Harry... who was that", Draco asked.

"My uncle, I guess you´ve seen my face, well that was him", Harry said.

"Why are they so evil to you", Draco asked.

"They hate magic and everything that is magical", Harry said, "now tell me, why the hell would your own father kill you".

Draco looked away, "i had a disagreement with him", he said.

"About what", Harry asked.

"He wanted me to become a death eater and serve you-know-who", Draco said, "I insulted that guy, I called him a demon".

Draco looked at Harry who was looking surprised, "please continue", he said.

Draco sighed and continued, "I said that I hate that demon and that it destroyed your life I actually said your first name, then I said that you are a great guy, then he zapped me with the killing curse", he said.

"Damn Draco, you shouldn´t have said all of that", Harry said, "what happened to your body", he asked.

"My mum took it somewhere", Draco said.

Harry thought for a while, "we have to talk to Hermione, she is smart and knows a lot of things, I bet she can help of finding a way to get you back into your body", he said.

Draco looked at Harry, "yes I know, but I feel something pulling at me, I think heaven is calling, but I don´t want to go, it´s straining me", he said.

Harry looked at Draco, 'he looks worried and sad, he hasn´t deserved to die, how can I help him to stay until we find a way to get him back into his body', he thought, then a idea hit him, 'it´s risky but I don´t know any other way'.

"Draco possess my body", Harry said.

"What, me possess you", Draco asked, "i can´t do that Harry, I don´t want to take over your body".

"Draco, you can only take over my body if I allow you to do it", Harry said, "this is the only way you can stay until we find a way to get you back into your own body".

Draco looked at Harry, "are you sure", he asked.

"Yes I am sure, I want to help you", Harry said, "so come on and do it", he said.

"Okay", Draco said.

Harry lie himself flat on his back and Draco rose over him until he was laying in the same position like Harry.

"Harry...", he started.

"Say what you want to say after you are in my body", Harry said.

Draco nodded and slowly sunk down into Harry´s body and Harry closed his eyes. When Harry opened his eyes Draco was gone, 'I hope it worked', he thought.

'Draco, are you there', he asked in his mind.

'Yeah, i´m here, thanks Harry', came Draco´s voice from somewhere in his mind.

'No problem Draco, get some rest, tomorrow i´ll call Hermione', Harry said.

'Okay, hear you tomorrow', Draco said.

'Night Draco', Harry said and they both fell asleep.


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