Escapism

A/n: I obviously don't own Harry Potter, otherwise Ginny would have died of a broken toe in the middle of the second book. Anyway, on with the show.

Chapter 1

Danger

Harry sighed and put his head into his hands. This was the only place he could escape, the tension, the crowding and worst of all the pity.

Lately he just couldn't take it anymore. Hiding in the forbidden forest was the only escape he could find lately. Even the room of requirement was occupied by horny students whenever he

tried to utilise it, and after almost getting caught in the prefect bathrooms by Daphene Greengrass, saved only by the invisibility cloak, he wouldnt be trying there again. Especially not after having seen that... thing... naked.

So for the last month when Harry needed to get away, he fled into the green arms of the forest. He was currently sitting in the lower branches of a ghostly white Sycamore tree.

Harry had cast various charms to make sure he didn't fall, and one to keep him warm. After all it wouldn't do for the saviour of the wizarding world, to be killed by a fall would it?

Harry yawned and streched out on the branch getting ready to go back to the castle, he could tell from brightening of the skyline that dawn was approaching.

Just as he was about to jump from the tree, he heard a twig snap, off in the distance. Lowering himself onto the branch Harry started to sweat.

If another centaur caught him he didn't think Firenze would be able to save him this time. He had had a brief encounter with Bane, and Harry could honestly say he defiantly did not wish to meet with him again.

Harry nearly shouted in surprise when Malfoy staggered into view. The blond boy walked as though drunk, but what was more surprising was Harry could clearly hear the boy sobbing.

Harry pulled his wand from a holster in his shirt wary. He kept his eyes trained on Malfoy, watched him lean back against a tree, watched him pass out.

Harry panicked when he heard hooves in the distance. Firenze would have no reason to try help Malfoy, especially when Malfoy Sr. was one of the signatories of the

Dark Creatures act. Harry thought of all the nasty belittling things Malfoy had said to him over the years but decided nothing was worth being trampled to death. Cursing his own hero complex Harry leaned out of the tree and muttered Levicorpus, and directed Malfoy into the tree beside him.

Harry just pulled them both out of sight as the heard of centaurs bust into the clearing below.

Harry could see a Quiver and arrows strapped to the back. Harry cursed his luck as Malfoy came to, with a moan. Ronan drew an arrow, the herd tensed.

Harry pulled Malfoy closer and pointed his wand at him. Harry saw the panicked glance Malfoy gave him, his usually alabaster face marred by purple and blue hues."Langlock" Harry muttered then grabbing hold of Malfoys chin Harry turned his head to face the centaurs.

Harry saw a brief flash of outrage, but then noticed as Malfoy visibly tensed and gave a nod. He understood the danger.

Harry lent into a crook of the tree and settled down for a long wait.

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