AN: Here is the next chapter… I Know Bellatrix was supposed to be in Azkaban but let's just say she bribed a couple powerful people at the ministry. I don't own HP, never did and most likely never will so thx and read on! –Grace.
P.S. !IMPORTANT! In this story I will say that the characters have written songs, they are just songs I like, I don't own any of them!
As Harleigh and Willow stepped off the train Harleigh whispered, "Good luck, see you soon," into Willow's ear before she departed from her friend.
"Girl!" Harleigh cringed when she heard the voice of her mother then a sharp tug at the back her robe.
With a pulling sensation, Harleigh and Bellatrix appeared home.
"Where have you been!" Bellatrix threw Harleigh to the ground.
Harleigh stayed silent.
"Answer me girl!" Bellatrix roar kicking Harleigh in the side, "You were with the Potter brat and the Mudblood weren't you!"
Harleigh again stayed silent as she watched her mother grow angrier
"You know the Dark Lord wants the brat dead, so tell me where you were!" Bellatrix yelled losing her temper and kicked Harleigh once more breaking multiple ribs in the process.
"This better be worth it," Harleigh whispered to herself before everything went black.
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"It's been six weeks Harry!" Hermione yelled pacing the living room of Nashford.
"I know Hermione but worrying about them won't make it go faster…," Just as he finished they heard a crash from another room.
"We need help!" They heard Harleigh yell.
Hermione and Harry ran to the front door to see Harleigh and Narcissa supporting a bruised and bloody Draco.
"What happened?" Harry asked taking over Harleigh's side in supporting Draco while Hermione ran to her side.
"I'm fine Hermione I just need to sit, help Draco," Harleigh said as she walked over to the chair they kept not too far from the door. She winced as she sat.
"You don't look fine," Hermione said as she tried to check the stubborn girl over.
Harleigh a bleeding cut by her hair line, a broken arm and partly healed and then re-broken ribs.
"I'll live," Harleigh said as she watched Harry and Narcissa place Draco on the couch. The same couch Harleigh had been on the summer before when she collapsed.
"Dobby, Sandy!" Harry called.
With a pop the two elves appeared. Dobby was now wearing a suit identical to Pickette's but he wore colourful socks.
"Sandy Draco needs help," Harleigh instructed from her spot in the other room.
"Harleigh too," Hermione said.
"Draco first," Harleigh said.
"Yes Miss," Sandy said as she went to work.
"What can Dobby do, Mr. Harry Potter, sir," Dobby asked.
"Please again just Harry," Harry said
"I try," Dobby said.
"Your stuffs outside right?" Harry asked.
Narcissa nodded, she was kneeling beside her son on the floor.
"Can you take their stuff up and put it in rooms," Harry said and Dobby nodded and disappeared with a pop.
"Mister Draco will be okay with some rest, may I place him in his and Mister Harry's room?" Sandy asked.
Narcissa nodded and with a snap of Sandy's little fingers Draco was comfortably resting in a room he hadn't been in for years.
"Now Miss Harls," Sandy said as she wobbled over to Harleigh, "What have you done to yourself?"
"I did what was right," Harleigh said giving a half smile to Narcissa who was sitting on the couch where her son was a moment ago.
A second later Sandy backed away from Harleigh saying "There all done," Harleigh's ribs were healed along with her wrist and in place of the gash on her forehead was a scar that was about half an inch long.
"I can get Dobby or John-John to fetch the potion to get rid of your scare," Sandy said.
"No worries, I kind of like it, it reminds me that life gets better," Harleigh said standing, "Now if you excuse me I will see you lot at dinner."
Harleigh dashed up the stairs to the floor with the children's rooms on it and walked down the hallway stopping in front of a door. Carefully and quietly Harleigh opened the door to see Draco sound asleep on one of the three beds; the one with the green blanket, and a stuffed dragon at the foot.
Harleigh quietly closed the door before she walked over to the unconscious boy.
"The past is in the past," Harleigh said to herself as she pulled the blanket higher over Draco and sat on the edge of the bed.
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Unknown to all Harleigh LeStrange played guitar, well it was unknown until today. The morning after Harleigh, Draco and his mother arrived at Nashford, Harleigh snuck outside with her rutty old guitar she found some years ago.
Harleigh sat on a rock beside the pond that was in the back of the Manor; she strummed slowly as she sang,
"Hang in there, baby things are crazy, but I know your future's bright. Hang in there, baby there's no maybe everything turns out alright. Sure, life is up and down, but trust me it comes back around. You're gonna love who you turn out to be... Hang in there, baby."
A slow clap was heard behind her. Harleigh quickly turned and place her guitar beside the rock.
"Draco, you're awake," Harleigh said hugging the blond.
"That was amazing, when did you learn to play?" Draco said as they sat on the big rock Harleigh was previously sitting on.
"When I was six, my mother did a raid on some muggles and took me with her; she thought I could learn something but... whatever i salvaged the guitar from there," Harleigh said giving a sad smile at the memory of innocent people's screams.
"Can you play anything else?" Draco asked.
"I just finished writing something, do you want to sing it with me?" Harleigh asked pulling a crumpled parchment from her pocket to show Draco.
"Yeah let's do this," Draco said as he transfigured a stone into a bucket.
Harleigh looked him funny.
"To make a beat," He said patting the bucket, "I used to play with a bucket all the time, my father bloody hated it, he said i should spend my time on something better. I never listened."
Harleigh duplicated the page and gave one to Draco. She started to play and sing,
"I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed, get along with the voices inside of my head."
Draco started to drum on the bucket as Harleigh continued,
"You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy."
For the first time Harleigh heard Draco sing or rap, "I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek. Oh, well, guess beggars can't be choosey, wanted to receive attention for my music wanted to be left alone in public. Excuse me for wanting my cake and eat it too, and wanting it both ways fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated when I blew; see, but it was confusing 'cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf, abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (wooh!) Hit the lottery, oh wee but with what I gave up to get it was bittersweet. It was like winning a used mink ironic 'cause I think I'm getting so huge I need a shrink. I'm beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith but I'm actually weirder than you think 'cause I'm..."
Harleigh took over once more, "I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed, get along with the voices inside of my head. You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath and you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy."
Draco smile at Harleigh as he started to rap again, "Now, I ain't much of a poet but I know somebody once told me to seize the moment and don't squander it 'cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow; so I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from. Yeah, pondering'll do you wonders.
No wonder you're losing your mind the way it wanders.
Yoda-loda-le-hee-hoo,"
Harleigh laughed and Draco continued
"I think it went wandering off down yonder and stumbled on 'ta Jeff VanVonderen 'cause I need an interventionist to intervene between me and this monster and save me from myself and all this conflict 'cause the very thing that I love's killing me and I can't conquer it. My OCD's conking me in the head keep knocking, nobody's home, I'm sleepwalking I'm just relaying what the voice in my head's saying don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the…"
"I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed," Harleigh sang, "Get along with the voices inside of my head. You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath and you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy…"
The two fell to the grass laughing.
"Well, that was more fun than I've had in a long time," Draco said staring up at the clouds. "We'll have to do that again."
"Yeah…, we will," Harleigh said from her spot beside him as she too stared at the passing clouds, "We will."
AN: Here is the second chapter please tell me what you think… And like at the beginning of this chapter I will say it again, though the characters are saying they've written the songs they didn't… It's only a story after all! –Gracie
Ps The songs in this chapter were:
Hang in There, Baby by: Bridget Mendler.
The Monster by: Eminem ft. Rihanna.
