Harry smiled down sadly at him, hating himself just a little for the heart break he could see in the tears gathering at the corner of Draco’s eyes, "What do you think will happen to me, when he finds me?" Draco’s lips immediately began to tremble, "What do you think he’ll do to me? Hmm? Do you think he’ll be merciful to the symbol of rebellion living in exile?" a single tear spilled down Draco’s cheek, and a cry of pain escaped him before he was burying his face in Harry’s chest again.