Harry groaned, but he was helpful in getting him up to his house, someone had fixed the front door, so that Harry wouldn't have to crawl in through the window like he usually did. Draco had probably already moved in, his things stashed in one of the two guest rooms, as harry had demanded, in one of his more lucid moments. he grinned happily when he saw his house, still clean, thanks to Blaine. "mmmm i like home." eh admitted sighing softly as he laid his head on Blaine's shoulder. "painkillers now? please?" he pleaded hopefully, he couldn't have them int he hospital...but Blaine, or Cedric would give them to him, right!?...unless they had a moment of consciousness and tried to clean him up, then he was going to beat them all up and take them himself!....when he didn't have a hole in the middle of his chest...