Notes: i want to apologize to anyone who may have read this chapter already but i had a chapter mix up. so i'll be posting four and five together incase anyone has already read the chapter. again sorry i thought i was farther than i actually was. i hope you enjoy this chapter.
Okay, so I know last chapter I declared Harley as Harry's chosen female name, but I have recently been given the name Harkin Jamelynn Potter. Which I think is great and kind of suits Harry's character more. I've been told that Harkin means fiery one, which fits, so. I know I said I was going with Harley, but being the Author I have the right to change my mind sometimes. I hope you like it, and I hope you enjoy the next chapter. Chapter Text

When it reached the top, Draco was about to knock when he heard a faint, "Come in, Draco." And the door opened before he touched it. He stepped inside and up to the desk that Dumbledore was sitting behind. "What is it that you wished to speak to me about, my boy?"

"Well, I don't know if Harry has been able to talk to you about what I've talked to him about or not, but I want out. My mother and I need to get away from my father's influences and since she won't take action I will. I want her to be protected and I will give you any information that you may want from me."

"I don't need any information from you, Draco to help you, and I don't need you to put your mother's and your own life in danger if you do so. I will help you and your mother but I don't need the information you want to give, because I already have more information than you could give me." Draco's mind was spinning, and he didn't know how he could have any of the information that Draco could have to offer.

"But sir if you know where all the Death Eaters are planted and living currently, why don't you do something about them?"

"I can't until the minister sees reason with my views, because if I do then Cornelius will see my move as a threat to his position, and that will put Harry in more danger of backlash. Cornelius is using Harry to get to me, because he knows how much I care for the young Potter, and he will do anything in his power to make sure Harry is in the trash until he can't deny that he was right all along. Harry needs as much support from his friends as he can right now, especially in his current predicament. You aren't going to hurt him when this is reversed are you Mr. Malfoy, because I don't think Harry could deal with that rejection right now. Especially on top of everything else."

"I wasn't planning on it, sir. This, me going against my father, allows me to follow my heart, and I can finally court and love Harry the way I have wanted to for a few years, and the predicament that he is in right now just happened to happen before I could get the chance to talk to him first. My plan wasn't to hurt him, I just want him to know that I'm there, and will still be there if and or when he becomes a he again." Draco stated.

"That's good to hear, Mr. Malfoy. May I ask when you would want your mother out of your father's grasp?"

"I'm not sure. They are planning something, I don't know what it is or when it will happen, but I know it involves Harry and the Department of Mysteries, but in know that after that happens I want her out, if not before. I just don't know what is happening to get an exact date. I only assume you have inner intel since you claim you know all the information I have, maybe you can talk to them about when might be the best time, I just wish to know when you plan on acting."

"Those are interesting observations, Mr. Malfoy, and very good logic, I just hope your mind doesn't get you in trouble, my boy. And I would most definitely inform you of the date of her extraction. May I ask if your mother knows you are doing this for her?"

"That's a tricky question, Professor. My mother may know, but I did not tell her. She is where I get most of my intuitive nature from. She can figure out the smallest things from the smallest actions or speech."

"I do remember that skill while I taught her in school. I will let you know what I come up with, in the meantime I would like for you to act as if you haven't had this conversation with me today, and continue with your normal correspondence with your parents and that does include Christmas holidays."

"Already taken care of. My father is taking my mother on a second honeymoon of sorts to the Bahamas so I will be staying at Hogwarts for the holidays unless otherwise asked by other parties."

"Meaning Mr. Potter."

"Maybe. Is there anything else you wish to discuss with me, sir?" Draco asked.

"No, there is not, Mr. Malfoy. You may go, I believe Mr. Potter is to be expected awake soon, and visiting hours should be good for the next hour and a half." He said and Draco headed towards the door.

"Thank you, sir. Good night."

"You are welcome, my boy, and sleep well." Draco walked out the door and down the staircase as he headed towards the hospital wing.

Harry woke up, and her eyes fell on a blurry red bouquet of she assumed flowers, and she tried to find her glasses. Someone handed them to her and when she placed them on her face, Draco came into view. "Hey," Harry whispered.

"Hey, Harry. You gave me quite a scare there, Potter." Draco said as he leaned forwards and took Harry's hand in both of his.

"You found me?" Harry whispered as she looked at the bouquet of Snapdragons and Lilies. "Do you know what the meaning to these flowers are? Snapdragons mean graciousness and strength, while lilies mean purity and refined beauty. What are you trying to tell me, Draco?" Harry asked with a smile.

Draco smiled back, and entwined their fingers together. "Yes, I did. I didn't see who did this to you, either, so I'm really hoping that you do."

"No, I don't remember anything. I remember someone grabbing my hand and entwining their fingers with mine, and I thought it was you, and then I woke up here with you holding my hand. Draco, what's going on? What happened?" Harry asked as she tried to sit up but Draco rested his hand on her shoulder.

"No, don't. You're going to be a little sore, and I'm not the right person to tell you what happened, so I'm going to go and get Madam Pomfrey, and she can explain this to you. Alright? I'll be right back." Draco let go of Harry's hand and he walked over to Madam Pomfrey's office and knocked. "She's awake, and I don't know how to tell her what happened."

"I'll be right out, and stay with her, for some reason she trusts you."

"Should she not?" Draco asked.

"Well, typically when patients who have been raped or almost raped or abused in the way Harry has, and not remember don't trust the sex of their abuser. So if the abuser is male they have a tendency to mistrust all males; if the abuser is female they mistrust females. Not the entire sex except one person."

"Has Harry had any interaction with anyone other than me since she woke up?"

"No, but the rule still applies."

"Have you talked to her yet?"

"No, but why would that matter?"

"What if the person that attacked her wasn't male?"

"You're saying Harry was attacked by a woman?"

"It's a possibility right? If she doesn't react to me, what if she reacts to you?"

"Mr. Malfoy, what about your Blaise Zabini theory?"

"I said I might be wrong about that I just know that he's up to something but I don't know what it is? It could have happened already but it also might not have." Draco stated. "I want you to go talk to her, and see if I'm wrong."

"Mr. Malfoy, I don't see why a woman would do this to that girl out there, what would be the point."

"She said someone grabbed her hand, and entwined their fingers. She said she thought it was me, but then she woke up here and was holding my hand. I didn't put it together until you said that. Harry's hands are callused from flying and work and whatever else he did while at the Dursley's even her hands are badly callused you can't change the skin just the appearance. My hands on the other hand are rather soft because I've never really done any work, but if you take most of the guys in the school that most likely isn't the case. I've been told I have very feminine hands, my mother is the reason for this."

"So you're saying that a woman did this to her."

"Maybe either that or polyjuice. Care to test my theory?"

"I do have to say I am curious now." She walked out of her office door and walked towards the bed that Harry was lying on, and Draco sat down on the edge of the bed while Madam Pomfrey stood at the end. "Harry, dear. I'm sorry to have to inform you of this, but you've been attacked in the corridors by another student. We aren't sure who it was, but they beat you pretty bad and erased your memory of the events."

"Alright, when can I get out of here?"

"Harry, they might try again, and we aren't sure what their plans are."

"I don't care. I'm not going to hide away while someone is after me. I didn't do it with Voldemort after I watched him kill Cedric I'm not going to do it now either. I've faced worse at this school than a little beat down. I've actually had more of those with Draco than I have faced Voldemort here. I can handle students." Harry said.

"Okay I was wrong, she's just fearless."

"I'm not saying I'm not scared. I just am not going to hide in the shadows because someone is after me. Someone is always after me, I've gotten used to that in my five years in the wizarding world."

"I'm here for you if you need me." Harry took Draco's hand and pulled him down on the bed so he was lying next to her and she rested her head on his shoulder. Draco just chuckled and wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her closer. "What's so funny?" Harry whispered.

"You, love. First, you are the most unique person I have ever met, and second, you are breaking all the rules of courting."

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize there were rules, and who would I know what the rules are. I grew up with muggles in a muggle suburb, where I was treated as if I didn't exist…" Harry trailed off and stared off into space.

"Harry, love. What is it?" Draco asked as he tried to turn to catch Harry's eyes.

"What am I going to do? The Dursley's. Oh no. No. No. No. I can't go back there not like this I need to talk to Sirius. I hope he's alright with this and Remus. Oh, Merlin." Harry was sitting upright in the bed with her face in her hands, and Draco could hear soft sobs coming from her.

"Harry, we'll talk to McGonagall, she could send a letter to them and I'm sure if Sirius and Remus care about you they'll understand, they're from magic, right?" Harry just stared laughing at that and she couldn't stop. "What's so funny?" Draco asked with a chuckle.

"You know who they both are, and they are most definitely wizards. Remus taught DADA in third year and Sirius might be just as famous as I am not to mention he's related to you, but you can't tell anyone I'm in contact with him. He's supposed to be off grid."

"Sirius Black? Harry, isn't he a…"

"No, they were betrayed by their best friend. Peter Pettigrew."

"Pettigrew? Wormtail, that creepy little rat?"

"Yes. I'm assuming you've met that rat. He's actually quite literally a rat too is the funny part."

"Animagus, I actually didn't know that."

"Yeah, I have to go talk to Professor McGonagall." Harry tried to get out of the bed, but Draco was quicker than she was and as she stepped out of the bed, she fell and Draco caught her.

"Let yourself heal a little more and actually be discharged from the hospital before you go running around. Alright?" Draco said as he pulled her back in the bed, and he laid down next to her and covered them up. "Just sleep and heal, love." Draco whispered as he rubbed circles against her skin. They both eventually drifted off to sleep.

Harry woke up the next morning to find Draco wrapped around her and Ron and Hermione standing at the end of the bed. Harry buried her face in Draco's chest and tried to go back to sleep, but she felt Draco's finger tips against her cheek, and she turned her face up towards Draco. His eyes were open and on her; he just smirked and she knew what he meant.

Harry rolled to the side and sat up with a little help from Draco, and she smile and said, "Good morning, Ronald, Hermione."

"Harry, we heard what happened and we were worried about you, and now I'm most definitely worried, why are you in the hospital wing with Malfoy curled around you?" Hermione asked as she stepped around the bed with Ron circling the other direction. Hermione stood on Harry's side while Ron stood on Draco's side.

"Yeah, mate." Ron said and Draco rolled his eyes. "What, ferret?"

"If you haven't noticed Harry is now a girl so it is inappropriate to call her mate."

"It's fine, Draco. I can't change that. Hermione, Draco and I are…" Harry started, but then soon realized that she didn't know how to describe her and Draco, and she stuttered. "Draco and I are…"

"I'm courting Harry, Granger. Is that alright?" Draco cut in, and Hermione took a step back.

"I beg your pardon."

"I am courting Harry, Granger. Small words work better for you." Draco said which got him an elbow in the ribs from Harry. "Sorry."

"Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley, I do have to insist that if you are going to overwhelm Miss Potter than I do have to ask you to leave. She has been through quite an ordeal, and she needs rest. Mr. Malfoy you are only permitted as long as you are welcome."

"Yes, Madam Pomfrey." Draco said as he went to stand, but Harry grabbed his wrist and pulled him back down onto the bed.

"She said as long as you are welcome." Harry hissed and pulled the man back completely on the bed.

"Well, we have to get to class. I'm sorry, Harry." Hermione said as she walked around the bed and pulled Ron out of the hospital with her.

"I should probably head to class as well. I'm technically not a patient."

"I wouldn't want you failing you classes." Harry whispered with regret in her tone.

"I'll be back, love. I promise. And I'll bring you some homework." Draco said as he went to get up, and he kissed the top of her head and finished, "Get some more sleep, love. You look tired." He grabbed his bag and walked out of the room.

"Yay." Harry whispered as Madam Pomfrey walked up to the bed.

"It is alright, dear. I should think you will be fine by this afternoon, and you can leave for afternoon classes if you have any." Harry flopped back on the bed, and her hair spread out around her head like a flower. Madam Pomfrey pulled out her wand and pointed it at Harry, and started casting some spells. When she was finished, she put it away and said, "You are in perfect health, and after a few more hours of sleep I feel you can head back to class. There seems to be no permanent damage done, but that may have something to do with the fact that this physical form is caused by a potion. Which I have not heard back from my colleagues yet. I'm sorry, dear."

"That's alright, Madam Pomfrey. I'm in no rush to change back especially if it'll do more damage than good." Harry stated, and Madam Pomfrey nodded.

"That is true, now try and get some more sleep." Harry moaned before nodding and curling back up in the covers, and she slowly drifted off to sleep.