*Harry's Point of View*
As I watched Draco curl up in a ball, cover his ear with his hands, rock back and forth, and mutter 'It doesn't matter' over and over I thought that this was the first time I was ever seeing the real Draco.
In all of my years of coming to Hogwarts Draco has always been a pain in the ass to me, but when I saw him in here and than saw that bloody rag I knew that I was wrong. I knew that Draco was hurt, and I felt the need to help him.
When I saw how badly he was beaten I felt my blood boil. From what I could see Draco was still a child. I knew enough about abuse to know that he was probably being abused for years and it was causing him to revert to acting as a child.
"Harry," Ron said running in with Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey, "What happened?"
"I don't know," I said sighing, "He's been like that since you left."
Turning to Dumbledore I quickly explained the situation as Madam Pomfrey took care of Draco. Madam Pomfrey told us that Draco had been beaten so badly she was surprised he was functioning.
"I think it wise that he stays with someone other than he father," Dumbledore said sadly, "I have a feeling that's who did it."
"I can owl my folks," Ron said shrugging, "If I explain the situation I'm sure they'll let Draco stay."
"Go write the letter," he said nodding, "Harry help me get Draco to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey will have to treat him before he leaves."
"Okay," I said kneeling next to Draco, "Hey Draco. Do you want to come with us?"
"Draco's not here," he said in a soft childlike voice, "I'm Dragon."
"Okay Dragon," I said realizing how bad this situation really was, "Would you like to come with us?"
"Where are we going?" he said jumping up and grabbing my hand.
"To the hospital wing," I said walking out of the bathroom with him, "Someone hurt Draco pretty badly."
"I know," he said sadly, "I told Draco to tell someone, but he just said no one would believe him."
"Can you tell me what happened?" I asked hopefully.
"Well, Draco has been beaten since before I can remember. His father is one sick monkey. Draco doesn't even do anything wrong and he beats him," he said sighing, "When Draco got a letter saying he could come to Hogwarts he was so happy, then his father told him that he had to be friends with you so you'd be more likely to join Voldemorts side. As you know he failed. From that day on the beating got worse. Sometimes he even got hit with an unforgivable curse. Two summers ago Draco started to hurt himself. He said that he didn't deserve to have happiness and he had to remind himself of that everyday. This summer Draco's dad found out that Draco is gay, and, well, you saw the result of that."
"Oh," I said shaking my head, "He hid all of this?"
"Yeah," he said when we got to the wing, "Draco thought that people would tell him he deserved it. Want to know a secret?"
"Sure," I said smiling.
"Draco has had a crush on Charlie Weasley for years," he said giggling before pushing the door open and going inside.
I stared at Dragon as he skipped into the room and did what Madam Pomfrey was telling him. How is it that I thought I knew Draco only to have that image ripped from my mind and replaced with a child that needed to create someone in his own mind to deal with being beaten?
"Harry," Dragon said waving at me, "Venez ici. Come here."
"I'm here Dragon," I said sitting next to him.
"Draco always liked you," he said smiling sadly, "He used to say that he would do anything to have you as a friend, but that he ruined having a chance with you. Because of his Père, Father, he would never get to know you."
"He can get to know me now," I said calmly, "And what language are you speaking?"
"French," he said watching at Madam Pomfrey healed most of his wounds, "Draco's grandfather taught us when we were younger. I loved talking to him. He was the only one that knew about me, now you know too."
"Yeah I do," I said as he yawned, "Why don't you go to sleep?"
"Okay," he said leaning up and kissing my cheek, "Bonne nuit Harry, good-night."
"Good-night Dragon," I said moving to stand up.
"It's Draco," he said before falling asleep.
Looking down at him I noticed how innocent he looked when he was sleeping. Ever since I saw Draco in the bathroom everything I ever thought about him has changed. I never knew someone who could act like everything was fine while he was breaking down.
"Harry," Ron said walking up with his parents, "I told my parents everything. They said that Draco can stay with them and Charlie."
"Charlie is at the Burrow?" I asked biting the inside of my cheek, "And you didn't tell them everything."
"What did I miss?" Ron asked confused.
"Draco's abuse started so early that his mind developed Dragon," Dumbledore said walking to us.
"Who's Dragon?" Mrs. Weasley asked confused.
"Dragon is an alternative personality of Draco," Dumbledore said calmly, "I had a feeling that he did, but with the information that Harry has found has proven it."
"Is there a way to help him?" I asked hopefully.
"It is possible that once Draco feels safe enough that Dragon will go away on his own, but it is also possible that Draco will have to be medicated," he said softly, "He should be awake soon and then you can take him to the Burrow. All of his items are already there. Harry, Ron, don't tell anyone about this, at least don't tell anyone other than Hermione, Fred, and George."
"Yes sir," I said walking away with Ron.
When we got out of the room I sighed. I hated seeing Draco like that. He was always so strong and in control, but now he was the complete opposite. Seeing him like this was scary.