AN: Okay he's the shortest chapter I ever wrote... In my entire life. But owell...

Lyons Park

Chapter 1

Harry had a routine. Every morning, he would wake early and run down to the local gas station and clean up a little. Then he would jog to work and change into his uniform and store his stuff in his locker. Everything important that he owned was kept in that thing, or his backpack. He worked from five to ten every day and stayed to close up and clean up.

You see he had gotten the job before he had run away, so as long as he worked, they would have no reason to call the Dursley's house, the number they had for him. By eleven he was back at 'home', trying to keep warm in the tunnel at the park. He had one blanket, one cloak, that kept him warm and safe from seeing eyes of the police and stray dogs.

He would go to bed hungry almost every night, even though he was able to sneak some food at work, enough to calm his stomach. Saturday and Sunday were the worst day of the week for him. He had those days off work and mostly lived without food all weekend. There was nothing to do. Sometimes he would just sit in the Library for hours, and read. He had finished his school homework so many days before. As far as he knew, nobody knew about his having run away. He answered all his owls back, so there was no reason for suspicion. He just wasn't ready to go back to the wizarding world yet, he couldn't handle all that yet. He knew though, if became to much, one owl and he would be in a warm bed.

He hadn't had a chance to kill Voldemort, as his original summer plan had been, because stupid Snape had it already done on the first day school ended. So instead it had been another summer of beatings and screaming. Thankfully the Dursley's didn't know about his job, so when he decided to run away they couldn't track him down or anything. So this pretty much meant that he was safe there. Safe from his life, and living a nice comfortable muggle life-except wait… he lived in a friggen park.


It was Sunday. Harry was swinging while the little kids ran around on his bed. The mothers stared at him and he smiled an 'I'm not after your kids' smile back, and looked off into the distance to see rain clouds coming. He had decided he better head to the library when he felt someone watching him. He jumped from the swing, and all the little kids cheered. But he still felt it, turning around he found the eyes.

But he knew the eyes, he would know Draco anywhere. He stood there starring as Draco walked forward. "You look like shit." He said the second he stopped in front of him on the other side of the swing.

"O jeez thanks." Harry glared at him and then noticed something unusual. He arched his eyebrow, "So do you?" he whispered.

It went quiet for a while as they both examined the sky. "You might wanna get home Potter," it's going to rain soon. Draco said shaking a little at the wind.

"Right, I was just about to do that." He said facing in the direction of the library and pointing that way as if to point out that way was his home rather then his sanctuary in the rain.

"I was going that way too." Draco said coolly following after Harry.

"You must be far from home." Harry said after they had walked a few blocks.

"Not really…" he trailed off as they passed yet another park. Harry had past so many parks before he found Lyons Park. None of them gave enough protection. After about fifteen minuets of walking Draco asked again, "Are we getting near your house?"

"Are we getting near yours?"

"Not really…"

Harry stopped suddenly. "Listen, I'm not going home."

"Me either." Draco said quietly.

"No, listen-"

"Harry, listen, I know you don't like me but please…. Can you, help me?" Harry was taken aback.

"What are you talking about?"

"I need somewhere to stay, or just something to eat."

Harry took a step back. "I don't have anything to give you."

"But, can you just sneak me something from your house. Just anything…I haven't eaten in four days."

"What are you talking about?"

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him, "Anything?"

I pushed him away, "I can't help you."

"You selfish son of a-"

"Malfoy- I don't have anything to give you." Harry said stressing each word. Draco starred him in the eyes for a minuet before he fell to his knees holding his head between his hands. Harry fell next to him, "I'm sorry."

Draco shook his head, "I just feel so sick. When I saw you today, I thought, 'I'm going to live'.

Harry sighed. "Where are you 'living'?"

"Not far from the park I saw you at, the one next to it."

"That park doesn't have any rain protection."

"I couldn't walk anymore, I'm sleeping on the bench." Harry's heart fell. Not only had Draco not had anything to eat in four days but he slept on the bench. Harry on the other hand, had warmth, and something to eat. His heart fell as he heard Draco sneeze and then rub his hand over his nose.

He stood up and pulled Draco up, dragging him almost the entire way to the Library. They had passed it five minuets ago, Harry's stomach fell again realizing how far he had made Draco walk. They walked into the library and took a far corner chair. Sundays they closed at ten. Maybe Harry should see if he could get a job here instead, they were one of the only places open everyday of the week.

As soon as Draco was sitting at the table, laying back on the squishy chairs, Harry walked off. The first thing he grabbed was the box off tissues at the front desk, and a few pieces of wrapped candy. He grabbed the book he had been reading the day before and sat down at the table. He slid the tissues across the table, "I brought supper." He said unwrapping a piece of the candy and handing it to Draco. He grabbed it slowly and set it in his cheek, obviously savoring the flavor.

Harry slid the rest of the unwrapped candy to Draco, smiling, and opened his book. He was into the anime section of the library, was about half way done with them. Harry glanced over his book to see Draco trying to unwrap another one, but was shaking to hard to even start it. He reached out his hand and Draco dropped it in. "There's a drinking fountain over there." He said dropping it unwrapped in his hand. Harry went back to his book as Draco stood up slowly and walked to the fresh water.

Harry looked back up a few minuets later when he heard Draco plop back into his seat. "What took you so long?"

"Found the bathroom." He said yawning. "What are you reading?"

"Love Hina, it's anime."

"That one ff those picture books?" Harry nodded. "I saw one of those once, and I couldn't figure out how to read it."

"Yea, some girls that came in here, taught me how to read it." He laid the book in front of them and explained how the page was read. "Well it's easy once you get used to it."

"Where did you find those backwards books?"

Harry smiled a little and walked over and picked one out. "Mars?" Draco asked, "the God of War?"

Harry laughed, "Yea." Draco shook his head and started reading.

They had each read three books when the librarian came to kick them out.

"Harry?" she said nicely. "I got you something." She said pulling out

a box from behind the desk. "Well we all did." She said handing it to him and glancing at Draco before handing Harry a plastic bag too. "Why don't you share that box with your friend here." She said smiling at Draco too.

"Oh, this is Draco…" he said glancing down at the box. "What is all this stuff?"

"Just some stuff." She said walking with them to the door. She looked out and screeched running back behind the desk. She grabbed something and ran back to them, shoving an umbrella at them. "Why don't you just borrow this for now, and bring it back now. Whoever's it was they aren't going to miss it right now."

"Uh thanks." He said following Draco out. "Night." He said opening it and handing it and chasing after Draco to shelter him before he stepped into the rain. He grabbed his arm and handed him the umbrella, "Wait here a second." He said running back to the girl to ask for a favor.

It took twice as long as before to get there because Harry was trying to keep both them, the bag, and box safe. Draco tried to stop at his park on the way, but Harry wouldn't let him. He felt like if he let Draco go back, that he might get hurt. Besides Harry hadn't talked to anyone he knew in a long time, and he wasn't about to just let him go.

He shoved Draco into the tunnel first and then jumped in after him. Using the umbrella to block the wind coming in from the side. He ripped open the bag and threw the blanket one of the lady's had made over the half sleeping Draco. He grabbed his cloak out of his back pack and threw it over his shoulders. Draco's eyes twitched thinking his mind was playing a trick before he remembered the notorious cloak.

Draco opened the box slowly and smiled. "Supper." He said handing Draco a piece of peanut butter and jelly. He took a bite of his own as and waited for Draco to take his half. "It's PB&J." Harry said scooting a little forward so Draco didn't have to sit up to take it. Draco shook a little.

Harry looked at him for a while, hoping he was still alive and then dug in his backpack for something. He pulled out a clean pair of socks and slowly took Draco's shoes and socks off, putting the warmer cleaner pair on Draco, who just fell onto Harry's shoulder, feeling like he couldn't keep himself up anymore. In the few weeks he'd been out here, his one trick for feeling comfortable was socks. As long as his feet were dry he wasn't as cold. He could feel Draco's head burning my shoulder, and reached up. He shuddered.

"Do you have a headache?" Harry asked quietly.

"A little one, I'll be fine tomorrow." He whispered shivering.

"It's a long time till tomorrow." Harry said digging in his bag for the Tylenol he had gotton from the lady. He could live with his headache for tonight. "Here." He said handing Draco the pills. Draco shoved them in his mouth and swallowed. Harry tried handing him the half of a sandwich again, taking another bite of his as Draco took his and took a bite of his. They shoved the rest in their mouths quickly and Harry started looking through the box again. "Yes." He said pulling out the roll of toilet paper. No more using leaves, and no more Draco using his hand to wipe his nose.

Harry ripped a piece off and handed it to Draco who blew his nose and waited for direction. "Just throw it off the side, I'll clean them up before work tomorrow."

Draco sniffled and as Harry shoved all the knew things in his backpack and put the backpack up by the umbrella. "W'rk?"

"Yea," Harry nodded, nodding before laying down. It was a million times more cramped with Draco in there too, and Harry was uncomfortable out of his mind with Draco's knees in his stomach "Can you please lay down or something, cause this seriously hurts."

Draco groaned and pulled his legs closer to him. He lay down with his back against Harry and started shaking again. Harry put his arm around him, hoping it would keep him warm. "Go to sleep." He said closing his own eyes. It took a while for the medicine to kick in but as soon as it did Draco's shaking calmed and Harry was able to fall asleep.