Draco stopped shaking and looked relieved. He rubbed his face against Harry's chest again. "Harry... I can't thank you enough. I'm sorry for... making it so dangerous for you."
Harry snorted. "I live for danger."
Draco sighed. "Anything else?"
"Both Hermione and Remus said that I should stop touching your bite mark."
Draco tensed up. "Please... it's the only thing that makes me feel... calm."
"Yeah... but... he's says that you'll do... anything I want if I... ask, because I keep touching this."
"I... don't believe that. I mean... sure, if you really put the force of mind through the link, but you wouldn't do that. I trust you. I told you no to talking to... Lupin, right?"
"You did."
"You could make me... but you wouldn't, would you?" Draco said, pressing into him.
"No, I would never."
"See... trust. That's why... you smell so good to me. I can trust you. Harry... I don't think I would have never been able to function at all again. Walk, talk... or even look people in the eye. I wasn't kidding when I said that what you are doing is taking him out of me. I don't feel... weak... helpless... or subservient to you. I feel... stronger. You're making me feel that way. They're wrong. It's only when people abuse it that it hurts my wolf."
Harry smelt a little sad still, but there was a tint of happiness. "It's really helping you?"
"It is... you are. I didn't think I could ever be normal again. You gave that back to me. Harry... maybe you didn't understand what I was telling you last night, but they... broke me. Every time you touch that spot... I feel better... more healed."
"Okay... okay... Draco. I need to make sure. He... really was adamant that it was wrong."
"It's wrong for him, because he's not broken."
Harry sighed. "Do... do you want to talk about... your magic?"
Draco immediately curled up and pressed his nose to his skin again. "What's there to talk about? I was marked again without my permission. I'm not even a wizard anymore. Granger isn't going to find anything. I'm a muggle... a werewolf muggle...."
"I'm sorry. That was a long time ago, maybe we could find something?"
"I doubt it. Greyback was certain that it would hold," he seethed.
Harry rubbed his back and Draco took a deep breath. "We will still try."
He petted Draco for a long time, letting Draco ride out his emotions. But then Draco said, "You know... I'm really defenseless now... even more than before."
"Draco...."
"If you didn't want to stay saddled with a traumatized, werewolf, no-maj, I'd understand."
"I don't mind at all."
"What about... when you find a wife? Have children?" Draco muttered, not meeting his eyes. "Weren't you and girl Weasley a thing?"
Harry sighed. "We were. We aren't anymore. She... likes Luna. They're together."
"They smelled like it," he murmured.
Harry wasn't surprised by that revelation. "I'm not interested in... meeting people or dating. Sure... I'd like kids, but... honestly... I'm to... messed up to ask someone to join with me. I... I like spending time with you... even through the bad times."
Harry waited, with bated breath, for Draco to respond to that. Draco nuzzled his chest again, and Harry hoped that was a good sign but wasn't going to say anything until Draco responded.