Warnings: I'm not sure. . .thoughts of suicied mentioned. . .I don't think there is any language as of yet. Slash in later chapters. M/M Pairings.
Pairings: Ron/Hermione future Harry/Draco
An Ally in the Dark
Prologue
"Differences, that's what keeps us from each other." Hermione said to Harry and Ron after a rather hard potions lesson.
"What?" Harry and Ron asked together. Hermione gave them an annoyed look.
"Earlier this morning Harry asked me why Slytherins and Gryffindors couldn't get along." Hermione replied. Ron gave Harry a funny look and said: "Why d'you care?" Harry was about to reply when Draco Malfoy and his gang came up behind the three friends.
"Look boys," Malfoy said as he stopped about five feet from Harry. "Weasley looks confused, I wonder why. Hey Weasley, why do you look confused? Did the Mudblood finally spill her guts and confess her undying love for you?"
Hermione and Ron looked away from each other, both blushing. Crabbe and Goyle laughed loudly, then stopped. Ron and Hermione looked to see what had caused Crabbe and Goyle to stop laughing. Their jaws dropped when they saw what it was.
Malfoy and Harry were in each others' face. In fact, they were so close their fore-heads and noses touched. Both had their arms halfway to the other as if they were going to strangle, or hug?, each other. They stood like this for five minutes.
Suddenly they seemed to snap out of it and both backed off, red in the face. Without a word Malfoy turned and left, followed closely by Crabbe and Goyle.
"What the bloody hell was that all about?" Ron asked Harry after a few minutes of silence. Harry looked at Ron. Ron visibly flinched when he looked into his friends' emerald eyes. There was something in those eyes that had changed, they looked sad and haunted. Just as quickly as they were there, the emotions Ron saw in his best mates' eyes were gone, replaced by amusement.
"Who knows, maybe he decided it would be best for him not to get into it. After all, there are only two more days of term before we graduate." Harry replied. Ron decided this was a good enough answer and continued on to the Great Hall for lunch with Harry and Hermione.
Hermione, on the other hand, did not think this was a suitable answer. If that was the case what stopped you, Harry? And why are you hiding from us, what was that look in your eyes? It was the same haunted, saddened look that was in Malfoy's eyes. What happened to you Harry? Hermione thought to herself as she walked with her boyfriend and best mate. She gave a quick, concerned glance towards Harry before they entered the Great Hall. Hermione could see that there was something definitely wrong. But what could it be?
Draco Malfoy did not understand what possessed him to stop from strangling Harry Potter earlier. He just knew that the look in the other teens' eyes was very haunting. Draco couldn't even begin to describe it. And it was just his luck too, he had Transfiguration with the Gryffindor after lunch, a free period and then double Charms with him too.
Transfiguration passed without incident, mostly because Draco avoided the 'Golden Boy'. He spent his free period out by the lake, contemplating what had caused this new surge of emotions he was feeling. He realized that he never hated Potter, but he wasn't sure why. He figured he had only convinced himself that he did because he had wanted to please his parents, he wasn't sure. All he knew was that, simply, he couldn't bring himself to hate the Gryffindor.
Charms was a bit harder to handle for the baffled Slytherin. Fate being the cruel being it tended to be had caused Professor Flitwick to decide that he was best for picking their seating arrangements for them. His explanation at the beginning of the year was to help create and build healthy relationships between the students seeing as this was their last year at Hogwarts. Draco didn't quite understand that seeing as this was a class of Gryffindors and Slytherins. Much to the complaint of the students though, they were seated according to how Flitwick wanted them seated. Draco couldn't help but laugh when Vince had to share a table with Longbottom and Greg had to share a table with the Weasel. Pansy and the Mudblood had been seated together as well, much to the amusement of Draco. Unfortunately, fate seemed to hate him, hence the issue of a double Charms, for he was seated with none other than Harry Potter himself.
Settling himself into his seat, Draco found that he didn't have the heart to sneer at his rival. He just glared at him half-heartedly before turning to the front of the room to listen to what the old Professor had to say.
"Good afternoon class!" Professor Flitwick squeaked when the noise died down. Malfoy had the distinct feeling he wasn't going to like today's' lesson, especially with the 'Golden Boy' sitting next to him. He spared a quick glance in Harry's direction, and was shocked to see those emerald eyes looking back at him. He was even more shocked when he didn't see the look of hatred or loathing in his eyes. Instead it was a look of understanding that he saw. He quickly looked away, sure he was blushing though he wasn't sure why he should be. Turning his attention back to the tiny Professor he was grateful that he didn't miss much of anything that was important.
"So class, seeing as how you only have a few more days before the end of term and all of your exams are done I thought it would be nice to have some fun." Oh just wonderful, now what are we going to have to do? Hmm, pick a partner and dance? Great. . .
"I highly doubt any of you have heard of this spell, it is one of my favorites. It teaches you a little something about the person the spell is cast on. It is called the 'theme song charm'. When cast, it plays the person the spell was cast on theme song. Though there are rare, very rare, occasions when the spell doesn't work. This is because they have more than one theme song. Like I said though, it is very rare.
"I will be coming around to each of you and casting the spell on you. There has to be absolute silence through the entire process. Mostly because someone's song might be very quiet, and also this spell requires most of my concentration. I will start at the front of the room and work my way back." Professor Flitwick finished, pulling his wand from his cloak and stepping in front of Millicent Bulstrod and Dean Thomas's table. Draco returned his attention to his thoughts, blocking out what was obviously the beginning of a boy band song that came from Millicent when Flitwick preformed the spell on her.
Wonderful. . .now I get to learn my bloody theme song. This is pointless! I could be spending this time trying to figure out why the hell Potter hasn't thrown an insult my way yet. But maybe, Draco thought as he caught part of his house mates' theme song noticing that she was blushing, maybe this isn't such a bad idea. I just might be able to figure out this thing with Potter. Who knows, I bet he's got this 'save the day, I'm the wizarding world's only hope' rock song for his theme song. Maybe it will give me a reason to hate him again. Merlin only knows why I don't feel like insulting the prat.
Draco risked another glance at the raven-haired teen seated next to him. He was surprised to see that he wasn't paying any attention to what was going on in class, not that he could blame him. Instead Harry was more intent on staring at his desk, absently rubbing his arm. Draco couldn't help but stare at him, he wasn't sure how or why he could tell, but he could tell something was wrong with the raven-haired teen. As Draco ran over the days' events, he realized that Harry too had stopped half way in his pursuit to strangle Draco. And Draco remembered the emotions he saw in Harry's deep emerald eyes. He didn't ever remember seeing them there before. It was like Harry didn't want to hate Draco, didn't want to hurt him in any way. He looked as though he was sorry they were rivals. Draco didn't get it and it was driving him crazy. Harry had been unusually quiet at lunch, in Transfiguration, and in Charms. Ever since the incident after Potions the raven-haired teen hadn't said anything, insulting or otherwise, to Draco. Draco was sure he hadn't spoken much to anyone after their incident from what he could tell.
Pansy turned in her seat and looked at Draco. Draco turned to meet her gaze and blushed lightly when he saw the look of understanding and amusement in her eyes. He realized with a start that he was starting to obsess over Potter. He couldn't believe that he was becoming so wrapped up in the other teen. Professor Flitwick came to Vincent and Longbottom's table and Draco looked over to his house mate. Flitwick cast the spell on Longbottom and waited a few moments. Draco as well as all the other Slytherins, in the class, were utterly surprised to hear a steel guitar emanate from the forgetful Gryffindor. Despite his surprise, Draco turned his attention back to the raven-haired Gryffindor sitting in the seat next to him. Draco was disturbed to see that the sixteen-year-old was shaking. The shaking was so slight that Draco was surprised he saw it. He had a sudden urge to reach out and learn what's wrong. And try to make it better. Like a friend would.
What the hell is going on with me?! Why do I want to help Potter? It makes no bloody sense, and even if I did allow myself to help him he would just laugh in my face. I can see it now, 'Potter, what's wrong? You look like something's bothering you, do you need any help?' oh yeah, like he'd let me help him after seven years of bitterness and hatred towards each other. What is he thinking though, it looks like it's causing him great distress. What the hell! I'm bloody becoming obsessed with him. This is not good.
Draco's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a heavy metal band beginning Vincent's theme song. Draco looked up towards Vincent and saw that the other Slytherin seemed pleased with his theme song. Draco couldn't help but smirk at the song, but when it broke into the chorus Draco stilled.
War without end
No remorse no repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day another death
Another sorrow another breath
No remorse no repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day another death
Another sorrow another breath
Draco understood the meaning behind it. Vincent would be taking the Dark Mark after he graduated. He inwardly cringed. He was grateful his father had been taken to Azkaban. He didn't have to, and wouldn't, take the Dark Mark. Draco didn't care what happened to him, he would refuse Voldemort because he didn't believe Voldemort was right. Draco would never admit it to the Slytherins, but he planned on joining the legendary Order of the Phoenix he remembered hearing his mother talk about with his aunt Bellatrix. Draco knew the Order was of the side of the Light, once led by the late Headmaster, Professor Albus Dumbledore. Every time Draco thinks about the late headmaster, he gets more than a little upset. He didn't particularly care for the old man, this was influenced by his father. Though Draco did feel bad about his death. The worst part, in Draco's mind, was that it was his godfather, Severus Snape, that killed Professor Dumbledore. Draco had trusted Snape, believed he was truly on the side of the Light and he was disgusted to learn it was Snape that did it.
To honestly believe that Snape was on the side of the Light was honestly foolish. Draco knew that Snape hated Dumbledore, but that still didn't stem the shock and disgust that he felt. Draco dreaded to think about what would have become of him had his father not been sent to Azkaban, he didn't like any thoughts that involved his father and Voldemort. Turning his attention back to class, Draco smirked as Flitwick came up to Gregory and the Weasel's table. Flitwick cast the spell on Greg first and Draco listened intently to see what the other Slytherin's theme song would be.
What do I do to ignore them behind me?
Do I follow my instincts blindly?
Do I hide my pride from these bad dreams,
And give in to sad thoughts that are maddening?
Do I sit here and try to stand it?
Or do I try to catch them red-handed?
Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness,
Or do I trust nobody and live in loneliness?
Because I can't hold on when I'm stretched so thin
I make the right moves but I'm lost within
I put on my daily facade but then
I just end up getting myself hurt again
By myself [myself
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can't rely on myself
Draco pondered Greg's theme song, to him, it sounded as though Greg wasn't sure if he should become a Death Eater, stay neutral, or join the Light. Draco hoped Greg wouldn't chose the Death Eaters. Not listening to the rest of the song, Draco went back to pondering the days events. Draco still couldn't figure out why the 'Golden Boy' had stopped short of strangling him and it was driving him mad. Draco, again, thought about the look in Harry's eyes. The look chilled Draco to the bone, but Harry's eyes held a look of understanding like he didn't want to be enemies, didn't want to hate him. Draco thought this the oddest, he couldn't get past the thought that his rival didn't want to hate him or be his enemy. Draco was curious to know why Harry looked so sad too, Harry seemed so withdrawn from everyone. He didn't seem to be paying attention to anything that was going on around him. Draco wondered if Harry had talked to anyone at all after their skirmish after potions. He didn't think so judging by the way all his friends kept glancing back at him looking really concerned.
Damn that Potter! How is it he always seems to consume my thoughts? It's bad enough that he's sitting right next to me, not to mention the fact that I've had about every single class with him. Dear God what is happening to me? I think I might be losing my bloody mind. I swear if anyone decided to perform Ligilimency on me they'd think I was obsessed with him. Maybe I am, maybe I am becoming obsessed with Potter. Damn him, damn him being the little bloody hero, annoying little. . .I don't even bloody know what the bloody hell he is! I swear I'm losing my mind. I can see it now: 'Draco Malfoy, son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, was admitted to St. Mungo's yesterday afternoon after attempting to jump out of his bedroom window at Malfoy Manor in an attempt to get to Harry Potter. . .' Well, not necessarily at Malfoy Manor seeing as how I'm not welcome there; but, dear God, I'd never be able to show my face in the wizarding world again. Damn you Potter, you and your. . .your. . .your bloody you-ness. Bloody hell! I can't even form coherent thoughts, God I'm losing it.
Feeling something hit him on his shoulder, Draco snapped out of his thoughts and glared at Pansy who was responsible for the thing that had hit him. Draco looked down to see that it was a bit of balled up parchment. After smoothing it out he realized that it was a note. Looking back up at Pansy, he noticed her grinning at him and he looked back down to read the note.
Draco,
Is something wrong with you? You keep zoning out, not to mention you are openly staring at Potter. One would think you've fallen for him, Draco. I understand that you have mixed feelings about Potter, but you mustn't openly stare at him like that. People will start talking and soon everyone will think you've fallen in love with him. Though I must admit that I think you two would look really cute as a couple.
Draco looked up at Pansy and glared at her for a few moments before returning to the note. Unknown to Draco, though, he was blushing a light shade of pink. Pansy noticed this and smirked to herself.
Draco, we do need to talk after class today. I know something is wrong, and I want to help. Remember Draco, you can tell me anything. You know I would never betray your trust. Not for anything. Please talk to me after class, Draco. You're really starting to worry me.
Pansy
P.S. You really should pay attention, I think you would have liked Gregory's theme song.
Draco looked back at Pansy and nodded to let her know that he would meet with her after class to talk. He didn't want to, but he knew he could trust Pansy. Draco knew Pansy intends to stay neutral, saying that she wanted nothing to do with Death Eaters after she had learned what it was they did and claiming that she didn't want to dirty her hands or something on filth.
Draco, grudgingly, took Pansy's advice and brought his attention back to the class. Professor Flitwick was now performing the charm on the Weasel and Draco was actually interested in what his theme song would be. Draco figured it would be some goody-goody, Gryffindor-heroics thing. To Draco's surprise, and amusement, Weasley's theme song was not what was expected. The class room was met with the sound of a guitar before a soft female voice started to sing what sounded to Draco like a love song. Draco had to restrain himself from sniggering as he listened to it, he looked over to Harry for reasons beyond him and frowned slightly when he saw that the raven-haired wizard hadn't seemed to notice his best friend's theme song. For what felt like the millionth time that day Draco wondered what was bothering the other wizard.
As the song came to an end, Draco looked up to see where Flitwick was headed. There was only one more table before his and Harry's and he wasn't looking forward to finding out what his theme song was. Draco had a very bad feeling that his theme song would match with how he felt about a certain Gryffindor, or how his father treated him. With these ideas in his head, Draco scathingly thought to himself: I think I would much rather be dead than find out what my theme song is.
Professor Flitwick stood in front of Pansy and preformed the spell. Draco listened intently, hoping to see if Pansy hadn't swayed over to the Death Eaters after all even though Draco doubted it very much. Draco wasn't disappointed either.
Water grey
Through windows
Up the stairs
Chilling rain
Like an ocean
Everywhere
Don't want to reach for me do you
I mean nothing to you
The little things give you away
And now there will be no mistake
The levees are breaking
All you've every wanted
Was someone to look up to you
And six feet underwater
I do
Hope decays
Generations disappear
Washed away
As a nation simply stares
All you've ever wanted
Was someone to truly look up to you
And six feet underwater
I do
All you've ever wanted
Was someone to truly look up to you
And six feet underground now
I do
Draco smiled at Pansy, letting her know that he understood what her theme song truly meant. She smiled back, looking relieved. Draco knew that those who would become Death Eaters would think she was still on the side of Voldemort. Professor Flitwick gave Pansy a small smile and turned to Granger. Draco looked over at Harry once again, hoping that the other teen would realize that he and Draco would be next up for the theme song charm. Draco was disappointed.
He turned back to were Flitwick stood in front of Granger and waited to see what her theme song would be, thinking that it probably had something to do with Gryffindor heroics or something like that. But, just like with Weasley, Draco was surprised.
Sometimes I'm a selfish fake
You're always a true friend
And I don't deserve 'cause I'm not there for you
Please forgive me again
I wanna be there for you
Someone you can come to
Runs deeper than my bones
I wanna be there for you
Swirling shades of blue
Slow dancing in your eyes
The sun kisses the earth
And I hush my urge to cry
A little disgusted with the love songs, Draco turned to look at Harry not listening to the rest of Granger's song. Deciding that he needed to get the Gryffindor's attention, he tapped Harry's shoulder. Draco was a little confused and surprised when Harry flinched away from Draco and started looking around, like he was looking for someone who meant to hurt him. After a few moments, Harry seemed to realize where he was and he looked over at Draco. He gave him a grateful smile and turned to watch as Flitwick walked over to their table. Draco's heart had started to race when Harry smiled at him, but he told himself it was because he would be learning what his theme song would be.
Flitwick stopped in front of Draco and whispered the incantation. Everyone waited silently for Draco's theme song to be heard, but nothing happened. Draco didn't know if he should be happy, or disappointed. Flitwick turned to face the class and said:
"Well class, looks like Mr. Malfoy here is one of the rare few that has more than one theme song. We'll come back to him after we've heard Mr. Potter's theme song."
Draco didn't like that he had more than one theme song. It only added more to his worry about what it. . they, could be. Flitwick turned back around and faced Harry instead. Draco noticed that Harry seemed to pale, like he had an idea of what his theme song might be. Again, everyone waited for the theme song to play, and again everyone was greeted with silence.
"Well, it looks as though we have an even rarer case! Two people who have more than one theme song! And in the same class no less! I suppose I should explain more about these types of cases, though I hadn't thought that I'd really need to. As I said before, cases like Mr. Malfoy's and Mr. Potter's is very rare. Something really drastic has to have occurred, though sometimes there are multiple theme songs because the person is too complex for just one. Or it could be both. I'm sure there are more explanations, but no one really knows. So, with that information, I will perform the necessary spell that will play their theme songs." Professor Flitwick ended, turning back to look at Draco.
Flitwick again whispered an incantation, and again everyone waited for Draco's theme songs. This time, instead of being met by silence, everyone was met by the beginning of Draco's first song.
I've
become so numb
I can't feel you there
become so tired
so much more aware
I'm becoming this
all I want to do
is be more like me
and be less like you
can't you see that you're smothering me
holding too tightly
afraid to lose control
cause everything that you thought I would be
has fallen apart right in front of you
[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow
every step that I take is another mistake to you
[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow
and every second I waste is more than I can take
but I know
I may end up failing too
but I know
you were just like me
with someone disappointed in you
Draco hated it when he was right. Draco knew that his theme song would entail something to do with his father, and the song that was just ending did. After a few moments pause, Draco's next theme song emanated throughout the room.
It starts with
One thing I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on but didn't even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
And lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
One thing I don't know why
Doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me I'm surprised
It got so far
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end
You kept everything inside and even though I tried it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I
Tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
And lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There's only one thing you should know. . .
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
And lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
Draco listened to the ending of his second theme song. He figured it had something to do with Voldemort and that he had been disowned because he refused to follow in his father's footsteps. After a few moments silence, Draco's third theme song started.
and I got nothing to say. I cant believe I didn't fall right down on my face
(I was confused)
look at everywhere only to find.
it is not the way I had imagined it all in my mind.
(so what am I)
what do I have but negativity
cuz I cant trust no one by the way everyone is looking at me
(nothing to lose)
nothing to gain I'm hollow and alone
and the fault is my own
and the fault is my own
I will never know myself until i do this on my own
cuz i will never feel anything else until my wounds are healed
i will never be anything till i break away from me
i will break away. ill find myself today
Draco hoped that this would be his last theme song, knowing that he would be answering a lot of questions because of the ones that had just finished. While waiting to see if another song would play, Draco looked at Harry out of the corners of his eyes. He noticed that Harry was looking at him with a look of understanding, relief and something else. Draco wondered what was going through the Gryffindor's mind. After a few minutes of silence, Flitwick turned to face Harry. Draco noticed that the other teen stiffened and looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here. As Flitwick said the incantation under his breath, Draco noticed the look on Harry's face. It looked like the other teen had an idea of what his theme songs could be based on, and it looked like he didn't like those ideas.
Draco wondered what they would be, figuring that they would have something to do with defeating Voldemort and other things of the heroics nature. So when Harry's first theme song resonated throughout the class room, Draco was only a little surprised.
All that I'm living for
All that I'm dying for
All that I can't ignore alone at night
I can feel the night beginning
Separate me from the living
Understanding me
After all I've seen
Piecing every thought together
Find the words to make me better
If I only knew how to pull myself apart
All that I'm living for
All that I'm dying for
All that I can't ignore alone at night
All that I'm wanted for
Although I wanted more
Lock the last opened door-
My ghosts are gaining on me
I believe that dreams are sacred
Take my darkest fears and play them
Like a lullaby
Like a reason why
Like a play of my obsessions
Make me understand the lesson
So I'll find myself
So I won't be lost again
All that I'm living for
All that I'm dying for
All that I can't ignore alone at night
All that I'm wanted for
Although I wanted more
Lock the last open door-
My ghosts are gaining on me
Guess I thought I'd have to change the world
To make you see me
To be the one
I could have run forever
But how far would I have come
Without mourning your love?
All that I'm living for
All that I'm dying for
All that I can't ignore alone at night
All that I'm wanted for
Although I wanted more
Lock the last open door-
My ghosts are gaining on me
Should it hurt to love you?
Should I feel like I do?
Should I lock the last open door-
My ghosts are gaining on me
Draco noticed everyone's shock as well. It seemed that no one else thought that this would be one of Harry's theme songs. And it seemed that they would be shocked further as Harry's next theme song started.
I've watched the days pass
one by one until the fall of man
and seen the cynics feed the jaded
merely scraps and bones
the kingdom shaken
it's foundation nearly turned to sand
with foolish faith in faulted leaders
that I must disown
now rise again for this darkened heart
betrays what I've always held so dear
now rise again for this darkened heart
it bleeds fast for all my family
now rise again for this darkened heart
it bleeds fast for all humanity
now rise again for this darkened heart
condemns my soul
I've laid to rest the false belief
of average stock in me
I'll not relent no average destiny
I'll reach the point where mankind's sins
no longer rest in me
A long hard road this manifest destiny
I will not be held down...
Draco could see that everyone was gaping at the Boy Who Lived, no one was expecting this. Except for Harry, he looked haunted. As Draco looked at Harry in fascination, Harry's next song began.
I close both locks below the window
I close both blinds and turn away
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple
Sometimes goodbye's the only way
And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
In cards and flowers on your window
Your friends all plead for you to stay
Sometimes beginnings aren't so simple
Sometimes goodbye's the only way
And the shadow after day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
Draco noticed the worried looks Harry's friends were now giving him as the third theme song came to an end. It seemed to Draco that Harry was prepared to die in his final battle with Voldemort, expecting it. This scared Draco, for reasons he didn't understand, he was scared that Harry would actually die in his battle with Voldemort. He noticed that Harry seemed to look frightened. In fact, Draco noticed that Harry's eyes held the same emotions that had been haunting Draco all day. After a few moments silence, Flitwick made to turn away as the rest of the students turned to the front. But the sound of an electric guitar froze everyone's movements.
Here I stand
Empty hands
Wishing my wrists were bleeding
To stop the pain from the beatings
There you stood
Holding me
Waiting for me to notice you
But who are you
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Out screaming these lies
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Saving my life
The warmth of your embrace
Melts my frostbitten spirit
You speak the truth and I hear it
The words are I love you
And I have to believe in you
But who are you
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Out screaming these lies
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Saving my life
My hands are open
And you are filling them
Hands in the air
In the air, in the air, in the air
And I worship
And I worship
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Out screaming these lies
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Saving my life
By the time the song was over, Harry was visibly trembling, looking on the verge of tears, as if this latest song had revealed something extremely secret. Draco vaguely noticed that Granger was crying and that the Weasel's face had contorted with anger. Harry turned and looked at Draco and caught his eyes. Draco wanted to tear his eyes away from Harry's emerald ones, but was unable to do so. That same haunting look in the other teen's eyes as that that Draco had seen earlier, only it seemed even more haunted and saddened. After what seemed like forever, but in reality was only five minutes, Professor Flitwick cleared his throat and walked back to the front of the class. He dismissed them and Draco waited for Pansy. Telling her that he didn't feel like talking at the moment, he left her behind in the Great Hall heading for the Astronomy Tower to think. Pansy knew why Draco needed time to think, she saw it. She could see what Draco didn't realize. And someday you will see what I see Draco, someday you will realize what I've been able to see for years. Pansy thought to herself as she sat down at the Slytherin table.
As Draco made his way up to the Astronomy Tower, he heard Granger's and the Weasel's voices from inside a classroom. Draco stopped to listen.
"Harry, why didn't you tell us?" Draco heard Granger ask with a teary voice.
"Tell you what?" Harry replied, so softly that Draco had to strain to hear it at all.
"You know what Harry. Why didn't you tell us that it was that bad? What else did those damn muggles do to you?!" Weasley's voice practically screamed.
"Ron! Don't yell at him! Look at him, he's shaking!"
"Sorry mate, I didn't mean to frighten you or anything. It's just that, why didn't you tell us? Was it really that bad that you wanted to kill yourself?"
"What was that?" Granger asked after a few moments of silence.
"I said yes." Harry replied in a broken voice.
"Oh Harry!" Draco heard Granger exclaim.
"Look, could you guys leave me alone for a little while? I really need to be alone."
"But Harry-"
"Please. I'll be fine, I just need some time by myself."
"Well, okay. But Harry, please talk to someone else about it if you can't talk to us." Granger said. Draco could hear them getting closer to the door and he quickly moved away from the door, hiding in the shadows of the corridor.
Harry wants, wanted, to kill himself? What the hell, what happened? Were all those rumors about him being abused by those muggles he lives with true? If so, why wasn't he removed? Draco's thoughts were interrupted by soft sobs coming from the empty class room Harry was in. Not even taking the time to think about what he was doing, Draco entered the class room and closed the door softly behind him.
"Potter?" Draco asked softly.
"Malfoy, what do you want?" Harry asked, trying to wipe his face with his sleeve.
"Here." Draco said, handing Harry a handkerchief.
"Thanks"
"Your welcome."
"What is it that you want exactly?"
"Why were you crying?"
"Why do you care?"
"Are the rumors true, the ones about your muggle relatives abusing you?"
"Why should I tell you? Why do you even care?"
"Harry, I swear I won't tell anyone."
"Did you just call me by my first name?"
"Yes. .I, what?"
"Did you just call me by my first name?"
"Yes, I did."
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes, the rumors are true."
"I-I, I'm sorry." Draco said, stunned that Harry had told him. He hadn't expected Harry to talk to him, let alone tell him anything. He truly was sorry too, he knew what it was like to be abused, though he hadn't been hit in years. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"Why should I talk to you about it?"
"I've been abused too."
"You-you have?"
"Yes, my father used to abuse me. He used to make my mother do it too, but it stopped after he got sent to Azkaban."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be, it's not your fault. Besides, if it wasn't for you, my father would still be doing it. Thank you."
"I-I, it wasn't me. It was your father's own fault he got sent to Azkaban. I just happened to know what he did. I don't deserve the gratitude."
"Yes you do, you're just too modest."
"No, really Malfoy, I don't deserve it."
"Harry, yes you do. What you don't deserve is how I've been treating you. And call me Draco."
"But, I-I-I. . .Why are you being so nice to me?"
"What?"
"Why are you being nice to me? I thought you hated me."
"I don't hate you, I never have."
"Really?"
"Yes, it was just an act for my parents. But they disowned me, so I don't have to pretend anymore."
"Is that why you stopped?"
"Yes, wait, what?"
"Earlier, after potions. Is that what made you stop?"
"I don't know, partly. Why'd you stop?"
"I don't know, I guess because your mask seemed to slip."
"What do you mean?"
"I could see emotion, other than anger, in your eyes. And because I don't hate you."
"You, what?"
"I don't hate you either. I never have."
"Oh."
Draco sat across from Harry, a little speechless. Draco wasn't sure how long they sat like that, sitting across from each other, looking into each other's eyes, both thinking. Suddenly, Harry began to cry again. Startled, Draco reached forward and patted Harry's arm. Not seeming to help, Draco didn't know what to do. He thought back to when he was little and his mother would comfort him, which was very rare. Hoping that it would help, Draco pulled Harry into his arms and held him as he cried. Surprisingly, Harry didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned further into Draco's arms. Draco marveled at how well Harry's body seemed to mold with his. His chin rested on Harry's head as his hand made small circles on Harry's back in a soothing manner. After a half hour, Harry pulled back. He looked at Draco in surprise, disbelief, and some other emotion Draco couldn't identify. Draco only smiled at Harry, which seemed to shock the teary Gryffindor even more.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I am now. Thanks."
"No problem, you needed it. By the looks of the lighting, I think we missed dinner."
"Oh, yeah, looks that way. Sorry."
"Don't be. We can always go to the kitchens if we're hungry."
"That's true. You know, you should smile more often. It makes you look nicer."
"Oh, thanks." Draco said, blushing slightly for reasons unbeknownst to him. They left the class room and walked to the kitchens. They ate a peaceful dinner, talking about odd things and enjoying each other's company. When they finished, the left, each going to their separate common rooms.
Harry and Draco didn't see the other the next day, or on the train ride home. Neither realized that their confessions had twisted their fates together. Neither realizing that their fates had been intertwined from the moment that they said they didn't actually hate one another.
Author's note: This is my first writing in progress and I'm not sure when I'll be able to post the chapters so please be patient. I do not own any of the songs. Here are their titles and the artists that sing them in order from the first one: No Remorse-Metallica, By Myself-Linkin Park, The Little Things Give You Away-Linkin Park, There For You-Flyleaf, Numb-Linkin Park, In The End-Linkin Park, Somewhere I Belong-Linkin Park, All That I'm Living For-Evanescence, This Darkened Heart-All That Remains, Shadow of the Day-Linkin Park, and Red Sam-Flyleaf. Please read and review! Thankyou. And before I forget, the Theme Song Charm isn't mine. I didn't come up with it, I got the idea from one of my all time favorite stories, Growing Pains by Sensibly Tainted. Thankyou again!