The aftereffects of what happened after Draco broke up with Pansy and Harry got scolded by Narcissa.

It had been a few weeks and the boys were doing so bad that they both had to be taken from the school to return to their homes. Severus hired a substitute, something he never thought he would do. He gently ran a hand through his son's hair, sighing softly. "Harrison, you need to eat. You're making me worried and you're already losing weight at a scary rate. I don't want to lose you, son."

Harry couldn't stop thinking. His mind was filled with thoughts, ones that hadn't been originally his own. He could hear various tones and people echoing through his head. Draco's accusation, Pansy's screeches about Draco not needing him, Narcissa's disappoint and clear anger. He curled up further into himself, the only thing he had held onto in his arms, that stupid stuffed toy.

Draco didn't leave his room, no matter how much his mother pleaded and his father yelled. Narcissa was falling apart, her regal air crumbling as she sat in Draco's room, trying to get him to eat, get him to move. She was getting hysterical, but did well to hid it in front of her son. She only managed to make him move to do the homework the school sent because she was determined not to let Draco fall behind, damn Lucius' reason for not wanting the Malfoy's to seem weak. She allowed Draco's other friend's to come see him if they wished, but that didn't work either, and Narcissa was getting desperate.

Finally, Severus had had enough. He picked up his son, which he noted was scarily light and appeared to Malfoy's Manor. He searched out Lucius and looked at him with desperate eyes. "I don't know what to do, Lucius."

Lucius was haggard as well. "Neither do we. We can get Draco to move enough to do his studies, but after that, nothing." Lucius admitted, he turned back the way he had come. "Narcissa can't sleep either. She's up all night crying..."

"Harry hasn't moved to do anything, Lucius. I haven't left his side but he doesn't move, doesn't react. He just lays curled up with that damn toy." Severus looked so lost, an expression never on the potion master's face.

Lucius saw the stuffed dragon in Harry's grasp and the dead look in his eyes. A thought came to him and he let out a deep sigh. "Come." And he lead Severus to Draco's room, where his son was just laying there, just as thin and eyes just as dead, unseeing. "Lay him on the bed next to Draco. Maybe the other's condition will snap them out of it."

Severus was hesitant but he still put the boy down. Harry immediately moved back into the curled position, the animal making a soft squeaking noise that sounded depressing in the otherwise silent room.

Draco barely moved his body to look to see where the sound came from. When he saw Harry, he began to sob loudly, rolling over and pulling his friend to him.

Harry just curled up further and whimpered, thoughts becoming harsher. When he finally did see Draco, his eyes focusing just enough he curled up as much as his body let him, thoughts taking a worse turn. He saw this all as his fault, Draco and Narcissa might as well of told him so themselves instead of their voices in his head.

Draco clung to Harry. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He whimpered.

The raven didn't reply. He feared he couldn't even if he wanted to. He could feel the blond, hear him, but it was almost like Harry wasn't even really there.

"I'm sorry I chose her. I'm sorry I got upset with you. I'm sorry for everything I did to make you hate me." Draco sobbed. "I-I don't know why Uncle Sev got mad at me, I don't know what I did to upset you but I'm sorry, Harry."

"I don't ha-ate you." His voice was raspy, soft and broken. Harry stared unseeingly, not able to really focus after seeing his friend.

Draco sobbed in relief, still clinging to Harry like he'd disappear. But at noticing his friend's state, he started to freak out. "H-Harry? W-What's wrong? W-Why are you so thin?"

The raven just clung to his toy, not able to really answer. How long had he been stuck in his head really?

"Harry. Harry please, talk to me." Draco pleaded, shaking his friend lightly, afraid he'd break him.

He didn't reply but he slowly unfurled, muscles screaming at him.

Draco began to cry again, this time in fear for his friend. "Harry, what happened to you?" He sobbed, wishing he could knew the Legilimens spell already to try and figure out what was wrong with his friend.

Harry looked at him, really looked at him and gave a crooked and teary smile. "I could ask you the same thing, you stupid Puff."

Draco trembled, happy Harry spoke, even managed a smile, but still so upset his friend became like this. "I thought you hated me. All the other shit I went through I could deal with, but losing your friendship just killed me..." Draco answered.

The smile instantly fell and Harry became quiet again, trying not to get pulled back into his thoughts. He feared that right now, if a dementor met him, it would starve.

"I was so scared I had pushed you away. Dating Pansy was a mistake and I'm the only one to blame for that. I shouldn't have gotten upset that you didn't try to stop me. I could've told her to sod off, but I didn't. I'm weak... I'm a coward..." Draco's voice got soft at the end.

"You're not a coward... you were taken advantage of, there's a difference." Once again, Harry's soft voice filled the room, the entire area silent save for the two voices and occasion shifting and breathing.

"I could have left her though. I didn't need to stay when she pressured me. You're right, you can defend yourself and Uncle Sev would never let Parkinson get away with hurting you." Draco countered.

"I shouldn't have said anything. Not to anybody. I should have just let you be, not told Papa and this would have been over so quickly."

Draco didn't exactly know what Harry meant, but he already knew he forgave him. "No, it's okay, Harry. I forgive you. It's all over with. I'm not with that slag anymore."

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Draco. I'm sorry." Harry curled into his friend's arms and began sobbing.

Draco held Harry close, shushing him and gently rubbing his back. "Everything's okay now, Harry." He whispered softly.

Slowly, ever so slowly, the younger boy calmed down and slowly fell asleep in the older's arms.

Draco, nuzzled his friend, finally feeling content and following his friend to sleep.

Severus gave a relieved sigh and collapsed into a free chair.

Lucius leaned against the wall, calling Dobby to tell Narcissa of the news and to make food for the boys when they woke up.

Harry slept for what felt like days but had only been a few hours. When he opened his eyes and saw the inside of the manor he panicked. Narcissa was gonna kill him. He feared up, not wanting to face the woman. He had yet to notice just whose chest he was cuddled up too, and proceeded to further bury himself in it.

Draco groaned softly, tightening his arms around the boy in his arms, walking slowly, looking down to see a mop of raven hair, about to panic that it was Pansy until he realized the hair was short and messy, and when he realized it was Harry, he calmed.

Harry sniffles and close his eyes, not wanting to have to deal with anything.

Draco pulled back slightly. "Harry, what's wrong?"

Harry pulled back when he recognised the voice. "I-I' m not a-allowed to be here."

"Who said?" Draco asked. "Harry, you have nothing to worry about." Narcissa's voice came from the chair closest to the bed, the woman standing and bringing both boys into her arms, crying softly. "My babies have gotten so thin. We're going to have to fatten you up before we send you back." She said, voice teary as she pressed gentle kissed to their temples.

Harry looked up at the woman and began sobbing again, clinging to the woman he had thought of many times as 'mama'.

Narcissa hugged him close to me. "I'm sorry, Harry. If I had known this would have happened, I never would have said what I did. I am so sorry, will you forgive me?" Narcissa asked through her own tears.

Slowly the boy nodded and looked back at Draco, moving his arm to invite him into the hug.

Draco easily joined in, and the three sat on the bed curled up with each other until Dobby came in, announcing dinner and that Master Snape had brought Britsy over to help care for the young masters until they were well enough to return to Hogwarts.