Finding Freedom

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter though…how cool would that be!

Notes: Normally it doesn't take me around six months to update but this story seemed to spin to the back of my mind. Right now I'm a senior and worrying about college so if my writings off it's because my mind is elsewhere. However, as always I will give it my all!

Italics will signify that someone is singing.

Reviewers:

Thlostpixy: Thanks for the complement and I'm glad you like the flashback scene.

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And now…the story!

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On the drive to school Harry was thinking a lot about what had transpired in the past few days. He had started a new school, got a new boyfriend who really seemed to care, and got the shit kicked out of him by family. It was all a little overwhelming for a 17 year old to handle. Looking over he saw Draco, focused on the road but a hint of worry in his stormy grey eyes.

Draco moved his free hand over to Harry and grasped it firmly in his, giving Harry unspoken comfort as if he could sense Harry's inner turmoil. Harry looked over and smiled but continued to contemplate his situation. He loved his godfather dearly but missed his parents greatly, he really wanted them to come back home to him. Then again, at the same time he didn't want to leave, if his mom and dad came back then he would have to return to their old town, away from Draco. Now Harry just felt sick to his stomach.

"Harry, look at that," Draco said breaking the eerie silence. Harry's head shot around and saw what Draco had spoken about; it was a poster advertising a contest at a local hangout, all new talent welcome. Winner got a 1,000 dollar prize as well as the option to become a regular act at the hangout.

"What about it?" Harry asked after reading over the poster thoroughly.

"Well, Harry you should join, I heard you sing and you were amazing. I bet you would win and beat the pants off the competition," Draco said seriously.

"You seem to forget something, I have nothing to play," Harry said becoming depressed again. Draco stopped at a stop light and turned towards Harry. Harry leaned over and laid his head on Draco's chest. Draco's arms came around Harry as he comforted the boy about the loss of his instruments.

"Harry, I think you should give it thought, you could borrow a school guitar you know," Draco said, the light had turned green but he made no move to put his hands on the wheel.

"It's not the same Draco; my guitar was very special to me. It was the sentiment that gave me the confidence to play." Harry said pulling away and drying his eyes.

"Harry you need to do this, you need to show those bastards of relatives that they didn't break you, that they didn't take away the only light in your life," Draco said gripping the wheel and driving towards their school once again.

"Let me think about it, I don't even have a song to play," Harry said seriously.

"What about the one you played in Music, that was awesome, unbelievable, you blew the class away. Even Remus seemed impressed," Draco said pulling into the parking lot of the school designated for students.

"But it's not done and without an instrument I can't finish it, I still don't understand why they would do something like that," Harry said his eyes misting over.

"Because they are sick bastards and that's the truth. You can do this Harry, I know you can. After school we are driving to the hangout and signing you up. You will prove to everyone that those people didn't steal your light," Draco said getting out of his car and helping Harry out of his side. They walked into school Draco's arm around Harry's waist, Harry's head lying on his shoulder.

At the sight of the couple many people stopped and stared, some made nasty comments, some smiled. The reactions were very mixed and diverse. Hermione, who had been at her locker with Ron, dropped her jaw when she saw the new boy with the hottest boy in school. Normally she would not have been fazed to see Draco with another boy but the new kid seemed so shy and not Draco's type.

"Where's your locker love?" Draco asked looking around noticing the blatant stares. Harry pointed to a locker that was crowded by people, when they approached however the people parted and Harry had a clear path to his locker. Gathering his physics books Harry quickly joined Draco's side again as the blond walked him to his class.

Harry had to admit he had a little trepidation going into that class, the teacher really seemed to not like him at all. Draco stopped him before he entered the classroom; he stuck his head in and said something Harry couldn't understand. Before Harry could blink his greasy physics teacher was in the doorway.

"Is everything alright Draco?" He asked surprising Harry with his soft calm tone, so unlike the tone he used with Harry the other day.

"Yes and no, mother and father are fine but I do have a little problem," Draco said making sure Harry was still behind him and hadn't run off.

"And what's that, can I help?" Snape asked, he saw Harry behind his godson but didn't want to interrupt Draco to yell at Harry.

"Yes, you see Harry, my boyfriend, informs me that you gave him detention because he got the right answer?" Draco stated in a question form.

"The boy wasn't paying attention," Snape said harshly not liking the words he was hearing.

"Please, I'm asking you for me Sev, please let him off," Draco said in a pleading voice.

Snape got an unreadable expression on his face and then, angrily stated fine and walked away. Draco turned towards Harry and saw the disproving look his boyfriend was giving him.

"Did I do something wrong?" Draco asked.

"You shouldn't have spoken to a teacher like that Draco, you could have gotten in trouble you know," Harry said, he was upset that Draco would get in trouble for him.

"Harry, Sev isn't going to do anything, try to pay attention in class and don't talk, or try not to. I put him in a really bad mood so try not to get in his way; he would surely take it out on you. I'll see you after class?" Draco said, Harry smiled and nodded. Draco kissed his cheek and left the classroom with just enough time to get to his own class before he was late.

Harry watched the clock as the class neared the ending. He couldn't wait until the bell would ring so he could get out of here, the tension was unimaginable. All of a sudden Draco was at the doorway, Harry thought he was seeing things, since when did Draco appear in doorways before class was over. He didn't knock he just walked up to the front, showed Snape a piece of paper and then went back to the doorway.

"Potter get your things and leave, problems five to fifty six on page three-hundred, due tomorrow," Snape said smoothly. There was collective groans throughout the classroom but Harry ignored them, he gathered his things quickly and left with Draco.

"What was that all about?" Harry asked as soon as they were out of earshot of the classroom.

"I am to take you out five minutes early of every class we don't have together So I can escort you to your next class, which we happen to have together," Draco informed Harry who nodded in agreement.

When lunchtime finally came around Harry and Draco found themselves in the company of Professor Remus.

"How's the day going boys?" he asked as they settled down with their respective lunches, all made by Remus.

"Good," came two replies at the same time.

"Oh, Draco, your mother called, she said that your father wished for you to come home as soon as school was out," Remus said as the idea popped into his head.

"May I call her right now?" he asked, Remus, who was normally one for the rules, nodded and turned his head while Draco made the call on his cell.

"Mother, hello. Yes, it's Draco. I got your message; I heard father wanted to speak to me. Yes, I'll be home by three, when does school let out? At 2:15, yes but I have a previous engagement; I will be home at three. Love you, later," Draco finished his conversation and put his phone away.

Harry felt a little envious as he heard Draco's conversation, he couldn't tell his mother how much he loved her in person, and he just hoped she knew. Draco saw that look in Harry's eyes and sat next to him giving him a soft hug. Harry leaned it and shut his eyes, after a moment between the two they pulled apart, Harry looking happy again.

"Well, the bell is going to ring, behave for the rest of classes boys and I will see you at home later Harry," Remus said as the boys finished. Just as Remus said the bell rung and the boys left with nothing but a wave.

School ended quickly and Harry was soon in Draco's arms again. He couldn't explain his mood swings but extreme sadness seemed to come upon him with a whim. Draco was slightly worried but was also expecting it as well; the fact of the matter was that if Harry wasn't upset after last night he would have been worried.

They found themselves sitting in Draco's car talking. "Harry, you've worried me a little with your sudden mood swings," Draco said plainly.

"I don't know what it is but whenever I talk about Zachary and how I lost him I just get overwhelmed with sadness. I don't understand why my mother wouldn't let me keep him. I think I just miss him, though that doesn't make sense, because I only knew him for a day, a night really, right?" Harry said his thoughts obviously fuzzy.

"Harry there is nothing wrong with you; you lost something dear to you. The amount of time you spent with it is negligible," Draco said as Harry climbed into the driver's seat with him and cried. It was almost three when Harry had calmed down and Draco was faced with a slight dilemma. Was he going to be late to his date with his father and sign Harry up for the talent contest, or allow Harry to back out of the contest and be on time for the date with his father? He decided that his father would understand.

When Draco pulled into the parking lot of The Serpents Eye Harry seemed to shrink in his seat, he wasn't sure if he could do this anymore.

Draco took things calmly, he turned the car off, got out of the driver's side, went to the passenger's side, helped Harry out, and walking into The Serpents Eye with Harry's hand in his. When they walked in the place was deserted due to the fact that it was a night club, but they did see the manager sitting on the stage with a clipboard in hand.

Draco and Harry walked up to the man and tapped him on the shoulder, the man abruptly turned around to face the two boys.

"Were here about the contest," Draco said and Harry nodded in accordance. The man seemed to be in thought and then smiled.

"Well I guess I found where the last slot is going too, can I have a name please," he asked.

"H-Harry Potter," Harry stumbled out, he was nervous and having some serious second thoughts.

"I see," the man said, "the names Hagrid and I expect you there at eight sharp to get ready for your performance. If you wish to do a sound check then you can come after school," the man said. Draco thanked him and took Harry by the hand again, leading him out to the car.

"I hope you don't mind but I have to drop you off and run. I have to talk with my father and I'm running late," Draco said as they pulled into Remus' home. Harry nodded; Draco leaned over and kissed Harry before pulling out and zooming off.

When Draco arrived home he noticed his father sitting in the living room waiting for him. "Draco its three-fifteen, you are fifteen minutes late," Mr. Malfoy said. Draco nodded and sat down on the chair next to his father.

"I apologize father but I had a pervious engagement that I could not break," Draco said, this is how the conversations with his father always went, mundane voices and very formal.

"Well, the thing that I needed to speak to you about pertains to your newest infatuation. I wish to meet him; your mother informs me that he is the epitome of politeness. I was thinking perhaps in one night's time," Mr. Malfoy said, Draco was a little worried, normally his father didn't wish to meet his boyfriends. He might have not minded that his son was gay but didn't want to see it.

"I will inform him father, is that all?" Draco asked. His father nodded and Draco left the living room to go to his room. Sitting there he stared at his phone, he had to call Harry but wasn't sure how the boy would react to his father's invitation.

Picking up the phone he prepared for this call.

Meanwhile Harry had been sulking in his room, he always felt so depressed when thinking about Zachary and what could have been. He tried to forget how much it hurt but he couldn't. The urge to cut was strong for Harry, he tried to remember all the things he had been taught in therapy but the pain was overwhelming, he had to find someone to stop him and soon.

Stumbling out of his room he saw Remus at the kitchen table. The small teen was feeling sick by his thoughts; he hadn't felt this way in a long time. Remus looked up as he saw Harry enter the room, seeing Harry's pained look that he had been trained to see Remus lunged forward to gather the young man into a hug.

Harry's body shook with fear and sobs; he couldn't help but cry as the fear washed over him. He was so afraid that he would cut again, he didn't want to, even though he liked the feeling, he couldn't stand the betrayed look on his families face when he did it.

"Why Harry, why are you feeling this way, what's wrong?" Remus asked holding Harry tighter. The boy's sobs silenced but the shaking resumed as the fear stayed.

"Why did they take him away from me, why Remus, why does it hurt?" Harry said quietly, almost a whisper. As Remus was comforting Harry the phone rang with a loud shrill. Remus removed one of his hands from around Harry and picked the phone up with the other.

"Lupin residence," Remus answered the phone with a shaky voice; he could hear Draco's breathing on the other end.

"Professor, Harry, um…where is Harry?" Draco asked, slightly worried by Remus' tone of voice. Remus tried to calm his voice; he didn't need two hysteric teenagers on his hands. Where was Sirius when you needed him?

"Draco, Harry's fine, he's just a little emotional, and I will have him call you later, is that alright?" Remus asked, but Harry's hand came up and grabbed the phone.

"Draco," Harry's voice said, it was laced with pain and sadness.

"Harry, my God you sound terrible, what's wrong?" Draco asked in mass panic now.

"Draco, I want to see you, can you come here?" Harry said, his voice was cracking, he couldn't explain it but he wanted Draco, and Sirius, but Draco was on the line and more accessible.

"Harry, I will be there as soon as my car can carry me there, hold tight," Draco said, all worries about asking Harry to dinner with his family gone. All he cared about was Harry and his well being. He couldn't shake the fear that something bad had happened to Harry.

Making a small phone call he gabbed his keys and told a servant where he would be before running out the door. Speeding down the high way he narrowly missed the turn and a car, calming his breath down he moved his way into the driveway. Getting out the car, Draco didn't even shut the door to his car before bursting into the house. He found Harry and Remus on the kitchen floor talking quietly; he heard Zachary in the conversation often and smiled. Sitting on the floor with the two Harry moved from his Uncle's embrace to Draco's.

Not too long after Harry had fallen asleep. Draco picked him up and placed him in bed, when he returned to the kitchen Remus had a cup of black coffee waiting for him. Draco took the hot drink and sat at the table. Remus looked ten years older after that incident and was wearily sipping his coffee.

"He's going to be okay," Draco said after a moment of silence between the two. Remus nodded, of course Harry was going to be okay, he always was. There was, however the small chance that this was the straw to break the camels back and that frightened him.

All of a sudden they heard the door open and slam shut. Sirius ran into the kitchen as if looking around for some kind of situation. Seeing Draco and Remus sitting at the table drinking coffee in silence did nothing to calm his nerves.

"What happened, I come home, there is a car in the driveway, doors open, the front door is unlocked and you two look like you just saw a ghost," Sirius said, angered by the situation he came home to.

"Harry, well, he was deeply upset when he came home today," Remus said. Sirius took a seat and started to comfort the sandy haired man, he knew from the little that Remus had said that Harry had a 'bad day'.

"He's sleeping now, but I do need to talk to you too," Draco said sighing loudly.

"What about?" Remus asked, happy about the change in topic, the last one just made him worry.

"I know that I probably shouldn't have but after school today and the incident I just witnessed I think it was the right course of action. My father requested me home after school but as I dropped Harry off I could see the deep depression in his eyes and the cause of course was Zachary. I made a quick phone call to a close friend of the family and he's going to track Zachary down for me. I know that it might be hard but I think this is for the best, especially after that," Draco said waiting for a response from the two men.

"You probably shouldn't have done that. Lily and James won't like it," Remus said, though secretly he had wanted to do the very same things so many times but hadn't had the guts.

"But they want their son to suffer like this?" Draco asked angrily making hand gestures.

"No, but they thought that they were doing what was best for him when they did it the first time. They wanted him to have a normal teenage life without the burdens of a son to take care of," Sirius said.

"Harry will never have a normal teenage life, he is a teenage father, he's been abused by his uncle, he's been raped. If they don't realize that Harry's life will never be normal then what rock have they been living under?" Draco said angrily.

"Draco, see what come of the search. But you must promise me that you will tell us if you find anything out and confer with us before you even think of fighting for custody," Remus said level headedly. Draco just nodded; he planed to tell them before he told Harry anyway.

Sirius got up and poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down to listen to the whole story. As soon as the story was finished Draco got up and went to Harry's room so he could be there when he woke up. Sitting on the bed Draco waited for Harry to wake.

8:27

Harry's eyes started to flutter open he had a horrible headache which he expected from all the crying he had been doing lately. He noticed an abnormal weight on the end of his bed, looking down he saw a mass of blond hair asleep on his bed. Smiling he shook Draco to wake him.

"Whaaaa…Oh Harry, is everything aright?" Draco asked as soon as he was fully awake.

"Yea, it's just that you were sleeping, and I was awake, so I wanted to make you awake like me," Harry said as if it was the most reasonable statement in the world.

"Ok then Harry. Harry, are you okay?" Draco asked cautiously. Harry nodded, sure he was still a little down at the situation but he knew he would get through it as he had many times before.

Suddenly Harry jumped out of bed and ran to his bag. Throwing clothes everywhere Harry seemed to be searching for one specific item that he couldn't find. Finally Harry pulled out a notebook triumphantly.

"Draco, this is a notebook that I wrote in every day after I lost Zachary," Harry said sitting back down and handing the journal to Draco.

"It's filled with song lyrics," Draco said absently.

"Yea, music was my outlet then, everyday I would rush home and hide up in my room writing in this, back then it seemed like all I had was my guitar and my keyboard. But now I don't even have that," Harry said, Draco realized that Harry was showing him something very personal to him.

"No, but you have so much more, you have me, and professor Lupin and Sirius. We are all here for you and will be your lifeline and strength when you feel like you have none," Draco said placing the journal on the bed and embracing Harry tightly.

"I know, and I love you for it," Harry said slightly muffled by Draco's chest. Reaching back to the discarded journal Harry ran his hands over the cover longingly, clearly having some sort of internal battle. Finally he opened the journal's cover and started slowly sifting through the many songs the book contained. Finally he came upon and song that hitched his breath and made his screw his eyes shut.

Draco could see the oncoming tears that were held at bay as Harry's eyes burned holes into the paper. Taking a long shuddering inhaling breath Harry placed the open notebook in Draco's lap.

"I wrote this after he was taken from me, right after the car containing him drove out of sight I ran up to my room and wrote this song," Harry said, he wanted Draco to read it, this was so much a part of him, just as much a part of him as his leg or maybe his arm.

Draco looked at the song briefly before pushing it back to Harry. Harry looked confused, he wanted to open up to Draco completely and Draco was refusing him.

"I want you to sing it, please," Draco said seeing Harry's hurt look. Harry wouldn't look at the book, looking at the lyrics, reading them, it was so much more different then singing them, that was so much more personal. He could tell that Draco wanted him to do this, that it would help so he took a deep breath and prepared himself.

"I pray you'll be my eyes

And watch him as he goes

And help him to be wise

Help me to let go

Every father's prayer

Every child knows

Lead him to a place

Guide him with your grace

To a place where he'll be safe

I pray he finds your light

And holds it in his heart

As darkness falls each night

Remind him where you are

Every father's prayer

Every child knows

Need to find a place

Guide him to a place

Give him faith so he'll be safe

Lead him to a place

Guide him with your grace

To a place where he'll be…safe" Harry softly finished the song. The sweet ballad had tears streaming down his face.

"Harry, that was, so amazing. Thank you for sharing that with me," Draco said, he removed the book from the dark haired boys lap and laid Harry down. Taking off his shoes Draco joined him in bed, snuggling up and making sure Harry knew he wasn't alone.

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So there it is the fourth chapter of my story. I know it took a year or so but I will try to be better from here on in. I won't say that there will be a chapter next week but soon, and certainly not a year.

The song that Harry sung was "The Prayer" from Quest for Camelot but I tweaked it a bit, in the original song the mother sings about her daughter, here a father sings about his son. But yea, I don't own the song, or the movie.

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