Summary: Harry has been beaten by the Dursley's his whole life. One night he comes home late and Vernon beats him. Harry lay in his bed thinking; finally, he decides to run away. What happens when he meets up with someone that is going through that exact same thing that he is? Will a relationship form? What about the person that Harry loves? What will happen to Voldemort? Who will win the war? Read to find out.
This story will be rated for the following reasons:
Violence (abuse)
Language
Nudity/Graphic Sex (in later chapters)
Self-harming
Other
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the plot, and a few other things that will appear in later chapters.
Chapter 7: Lectures and Classes
Harry was sleeping soundlessly in an armchair near the fire until Hermione began to shake him gently in an attempt to wake him up. Harry opened his eyes slowly as he took in his surroundings, he was in the common room, he figured that he much have fallen asleep when he was sitting in front of the fire after his walk to the Astronomy Tower. Harry stretched and yawned as he stood up from the armchair.
Harry looked around the room and noticed that he and Hermione were the only people awake. After noticing that, Harry looked at the clock that was situated above the fireplace, it read seven o'clock. It was a little early to be up, but he figured that it was better because he had a lot of planning to do about what he was going to tell Dumbledore.
'Shit,' Harry thought. 'I've gotta talk to that old meddling fool today. Fuck, he's going to ask so many questions, I know it. He's gonna ask me why I left the Dursley's and a bunch of other things that I'd rather not discuss.'
"Harry!" Hermione said.
"What? Oh sorry what were you saying, Hermione?" Harry asked; he must have zoned out for a moment.
"I had asked you if you wanted to meet me back down here in about a half an hour," Hermione said.
"Yea, sure, Hermione," Harry said as he started to walk up to the sixth years boys' dormitory.
Harry quietly walked into the dormitory that he share with four other boys, grabbed his toiletries and a cigarette that he planned on smoking before he took a shower, and went into the shower. Harry quickly smoked his cigarette and did his normal morning rituals. When he was done and dressed he quietly grabbed his school supplies and made his way back down to the common room to meet Hermione.
When he had reentered the common room, though, Hermione wasn't there. Harry sighed, he sat down in the armchair that he had fallen asleep in earlier and waited for Hermione. He didn't have to wait long, though, a few minutes after he sat down, Hermione appeared at the bottom of the stairs that led to the girls' dormitory.
"Ready to go to breakfast?" She asked as she walked over to Harry.
"Sure," Harry said as he stood up and grabbed his backpack.
Harry and Hermione walked down to breakfast in silence. Hermione didn't say anything in fear of Harry getting angry with her, again. Harry didn't say anything because he knew that Hermione would take the conversation in a direction that he didn't want it to go in. He and Hermione entered the Great Hall and sat down at their respectable tables. About half the school was already awake and eating breakfast when Hermione and Harry sat down at the Gryffindor table. Hermione grabbed a bowl of porridge and started to eat it when Professor McGonagall walked up to them.
"Here are the class that you both will be able to take this year, choice wisely," She said, she handed then each a piece of paper before she walked back to the head table.
Harry noticed that he had been given two papers; he looked at the second one and realized that it was his O.W.L.s from last year. They looked something like this:
ORDINARY WIZARDING LEVEL RESULTS
Passing Grades: Outstanding (O)
Exceeds Expectations (E)
Acceptable (A)
Failing Grades: Poor (P)
Dreadful (D)
Troll (T)
HARRY JAMES POTTER HAS ACHIEVED:
Astronomy: A
Care of Magical Creatures: E
Charms: E
Defence Against the Dark Arts: O
Divination: D
Herbology: E
History of Magic: D
Potions: O
Transfiguration: O
Harry let out a small smile, he had received seven O.W.L.s and he only failed Divination and History of Magic. He thought he did well considering what that happened last year. Not wanting to think about last year, Harry looked at all the classes that were available to him. He could get into Potions, Transfiguration, Charms, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, and Care of Magical Creatures.
Harry knew that the only thing he didn't need to become an Auror was Care of Magical Creatures, he decided not to take it, even though Hagrid would be crushed. He had had enough of always worrying about other people's feelings, he wanted to worry about himself for once, and by not going to Hagrid's classes was a start.
Harry pulled himself out of his thoughts and concentrated on what class he could take and what time they were at. 'Damn!' Harry thought as he saw that double Potions with Slytherin was first. 'Every year I always get suck in double Potions with the Slytherin as my first class!'
Harry sighed, he stood up and walked out of the Great Hall and started to go down to the dungeons for Potions. Harry knew that he was going to have a somewhat interesting year in Potions because he had read all of his school books at least four times over the summer. He knew that Snape was going to shocked, to say at the least, that when he asked Harry a question and received the correct answer.
Harry couldn't wait to show Snape up, in front of everyone else in the class. He couldn't wait to see the look on Snape's face when he answered the question correctly. He couldn't wait to surprise Snape by knowing the answer to anything he was asked. Harry knew, though, that Snape would probably ask him questions from his previous years, and that was why he had also read all his old Potion books at least twice.
Harry was brought back from his thoughts as he realized that he was standing in front of the door that led to his class. Harry opened the door and walked in, not caring if Snape was in the room or not. He walked over to a seat at the very back of the classroom and sat down, waiting for the bell to ring and Snape and they other students to arrive. He didn't have to wait long, though, because not even a moment after he sat down, the bell rang and students came into the classroom.
From what Harry saw, all the Slytherin at had it into the class, but he didn't see Malfoy. 'Thank god,' Harry thought to himself. Harry noticed that he was the only Gryffindor in the class. Harry sighed, he knew, now, that it was going to be a long year.
As Harry looked around the classroom, he noticed that there were fewer desks in the room then there was last year. He noticed that there were only enough seats for everyone in the room, but there was one empty seat left and it was beside him, in the next row over. He really hoped that it would be a Gryffindor that was going to be sitting there for the rest of the year.
Sighing, Harry took out his books, parchment, quill and inkwell and set them up on his desk. Just as he finished setting them up, Snape walked into the room, cloak billowing behind him, as usual. The second bell rung, Snape was just about to close the door, when Malfoy walked in. Snape didn't ask him why he was late; he just let in walk in. Harry looked at the seat next to him. 'Shit!' He thought angrily. He was going to have to sit almost right next to Malfoy all year.
Malfoy sat down, completely ignoring Harry, and Snape started talking, though he wasn't really paying any attention, he was too busy brooding. Why did he have to sit almost right next to Malfoy? It wasn't fair, if Malfoy had arrived to class earlier, he wouldn't be in this situation. It was all Malfoy's fault, if he could have been on time, like everyone else, Harry would have had a wonderful year because he more then likely wouldn't be sitting next to Malfoy.
"Potter," Snape said, bringing Harry back from his brooding thoughts. Harry didn't say anything, he just looked up at Snape. "Pay attention!"
Snape went back to talking and Harry, unfortunately, paid attention, just in case Snape decided to start asking question and chose him. Harry didn't have to wait long for Snape to being asking the class questions.
"Miss Parkinson, what is the most important ingredient in a Polyjuice Potion, and why?" Snape asked, as he stared at Parkinson, expecting her to give the correct answer.
"I don't know, sir," Parkinson answered.
"Mister Zabini?" Snape asked another student.
"I don't know, either, sir?" Zabini answered.
"Mister Malfoy?" Snape asked, getting frustrated that none of his Slytherins could answer the question. He was hoping that Malfoy would, it was obvious in him voice.
"I'm not sure," Malfoy answered tiredly.
"This is a simple fifth year question! Why cant any of you answer it?" Snape growled in frustration. "Potter!"
"The most important ingredient in a Polyjuice Potion is the Fluxweed because it needs to be picked on the night of the full moon." Harry said simply, he knew the answer to that question back was he was in his second year. Snape stared at him, as if he grew a second head.
"Correct," Snape muttered. "What are the ingredients in a Polyjuice Potion, Potter?"
"The ingredients in a Polyjuice Potion are Lacewing Flies, Leeches, Fluxweed, Knotgrass, Powdered Horn of a Bicorn, Shredded Skin of a Boomslang, and a piece of the person you want to change into," Harry answered, trying not to smirk.
"Correct, again," Snape muttered, he was becoming frustrated that Harry was answering the questions right. Then he thought of something. "Fine, what are the three most important ingredients in a Veritaserum, and what are the other ingredients in it?"
"The three most important ingredients in a Veritaserum are a Unicorn's Tail Hair, Dragon Blood, and Belladonna. The other ingredients in the potion are Spine of Lionfish and Puffer-Fish Eyes, sir," Harry said smirking slightly.
"Correct," Snape growled. "Five points to Gryffindor."
"Sir?" Harry asked as politely as he could, he knew that class was going to get interesting in a few moments.
"What is it, Potter?" Snape growled.
"How come I only received five point for answering all three of you questions correctly?" Harry asked, trying to play innocent and keep away the smirk that wanted so badly to grace his lip. He knew that class was about to get interesting. "Is it because I'm not in Slytherin like the others?"
"No," Snape said slowly, not sure how to answer the boy's question.
"You do realize that it isn't fair that I answered all your questions correctly and only received five points but say I were in Slytherin, I would have received sixty. Why is that, sir?" Harry said, trying to will the urge to smirk to go away.
"I-I-" Snape started but Harry cut him off.
"Did you really hate my father that much, that you have to take it out on his heirs and the rest of the Gryffindor?" Harry asked.
"Don't talk about things you know nothing about, Potter!" Snape growled.
"Oh, I'm not, trust me," Harry said, finally giving in and smirking. "I know everything happened to you when you were at school. And I mean everything."
"I said don't talk about what you have no idea about!" Snape snarled.
"I'm not, a certain birdie told me everything," Harry smirked. "Anyways, what about the other fifty-five points that I deserve? Or do I have to tell a certain someone a certain something?"
"How…very Slytherin of you, Potter," Snape smirked.
"I know, it's a gift, literally," Harry said as he smirked. His smirk could put Malfoy's and Snape's to shame.
Harry sat in his seat watching as Snape tried quickly to pick apart what he had just told him. Harry tried his hardest not to laugh or do anything of the sort when a concluding look appeared on Snape's face. 'It would seem that he might have figured it out,' Harry thought to himself. Before he said anything to Snape, he looked around to see a room full of very confused looking Slytherin's.
"No, you're lying, you couldn't have been almost…could you?" Snape said, trying to get over the shock. Harry didn't say anything; he just smirked and nodded his head. "But, why didn't you?"
"Because I didn't want to be," Harry said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Right…fifty-five points to Gryffindor," Snape muttered.
"What did you say, sir?" Harry asked. He had heard what Snape said, but he knew that if Snape said it again he would earn another fifty-five points.
"Fifty-five points to Gryffindor…" Snape trailed off. "Son of a bitch! Potter, you sneaky little…go see the Headmaster!"
"With pleasure," Harry said, putting on a big fake smile as he gathered his things and left. Before he left the classroom, he turned to Snape and said, "Thanks."
Harry left the classroom, but didn't head for the Headmaster's office, yet. He wanted to hear if the Slytherin's had anything to say about what just happened. He had a feeling that someone was going to ask Snape something, his feeling was right. Not even a minute after he left the classroom he heard someone speak.
"What was that about, sir?" Harry assumed that it was Malfoy who had asked the question.
"Nothing, Mr. Malfoy. Just Potter being sneaky, nothing to concern yourself with. Now lets get started with today's lesson," Harry heard Snape answer.
After Snape said that, Harry started to walk up to the main floor. He didn't have any intentions of going to the old man's office right away; he planned on going somewhere to have a cigarette first. He just didn't have any idea where he was going to go, the Astronomy Tower was being used for classes, so he couldn't go there. Then he remembered one place he could go without getting caught, he knew that he would be in major trouble if someone caught him smoking. He would probably be lectured about how he shouldn't smoke because he was the Saviour of the Wizarding World and he was supposed to be setting an example for everyone else, and by smoking, he would be setting a pretty poor example.
Harry sighed, he started to make his way to the once place he could go without getting caught, the Room of Requirement. As Harry made his way to his destination, he started to think about to what happened in the potions classroom earlier. He had answered Snape's questions correctly, but when he only received five points for it, he felt like Snape was being unjustified.
When Harry had said a certain someone told him something, he was lying. Nobody told him anything about Snape that could he used against him. Harry had only said that because he knew that everyone had their secrets that only very few people knew about. After he saw Snape's reaction when he said that, Harry figured that he had hit a nerve and found something that he could use to manipulate Snape.
Of course, Harry didn't want to manipulate anyone because then he wouldn't be any better the Dumbledore and Voldemort and he didn't was to stoop to there level. However, the only person that Harry did want to actually manipulate was Dumbledore, that meddling old fool.
Harry had a feeling, though, that it was going to take a lot of work, manipulating Dumbledore, but he was willing to try until he succeeded. Harry knew that it was going to take a lot of acting before he was able to manipulate Dumbledore, he didn't care, though, as long as he got what he wanted in the end. If he could, Harry would manipulate Voldemort, but he knew the chances of that were very unlikely.
At the moment, Harry didn't want to think about Voldemort or Dumbledore anymore, he would rather they were dead then in his life, always meddling in it and making it worse than what it already was.
Before Harry could move his thoughts away from Voldemort and Dumbledore, he looked up and realized that he was standing in front of the wall that lead to the Room of Requirement. Harry quickly paced in front of the wall three times, thinking about a place that he would be able to relax and have a cigarette.
When Harry looked back at the wall, he saw that a door had appeared; he quickly walked over to it and stepped into the room, not wanting to be seen by anyone. He looked around the room, it was small but comfortable, it had a fireplace and a chair in front of it. There was a coffee table beside the chair, and on the coffee table, Harry noticed, there was an ashtray. The room was modern, it look almost the same as the room in the Leaky Cauldron.
Harry walked over to the chair and sat down, he set he backpack at his feet and started to rummage through it, looking for his cigarettes. When his found his pack and his lighter, he took a cigarette out of his pack and lit it. He took a long drag as he leaned back in the soft chair.
Harry went back to his thoughts before he entered the Room of Requirement. He didn't want to think about Voldemort and Dumbledore ruining his life, instead, he started to wonder what made Snape give in. He knew that he said something about a certain someone telling him a certain something, and he wanted to know who that someone was and what that something was about.
He knew that what he said to Snape was a little harsh because by Snape's reaction it was something that he obviously didn't want anyone to know. Harry just hoped that he didn't get anyone in trouble with Snape, he knew that he should talk to Snape and tell him that he didn't know anything and that he lied, but he didn't want to get a detention or get more points taken away.
Harry knew that the right thing to do what to talk to Snape about it, but he didn't know if he should or not. He didn't want anyone to be on the receiving end of Snape's wrath because he said he knew something when he really knew nothing about it.
Taking a drag of his cigarette, Harry sighed; maybe he would get in less trouble from Snape if he told him the truth. Harry decided that he would go talk to Snape after classes and tell him that he didn't know anything about him and that he needn't worry about anyone finding out his secret because he had know clue what it was. To Harry, that seemed like the logical thing to do.
Still, Harry wanted to find out what it was that Snape was hiding that would make him give in so easily. He didn't know how he was going to find out, but he knew that he would if it took him all year. Then Harry wondered if Remus knew, Remus seemed to know a lot about everyone, maybe he knew what Snape was hiding. Harry would go talk to Remus after he talked to Snape when classes ended or maybe even at lunch.
Harry figured that it would be best if he talked to Snape and Remus during lunch because if Harry showed up at Snape's office after classes, he had a feeling that Snape wouldn't let him leave until he served his detention, and Harry had no intentions to do that.
Sighing, Harry quickly finished his cigarette and put it out in the ashtray on the coffee table, figuring that he had better get to Dumbledore's office before he got in even more trouble. Harry grabbed his backpack and put it over his shoulder before he walked out of the Room of Requirement and headed for the old meddling fool's office.
Harry wondered what Dumbledore was going to do when he arrived there; Harry had no clue what he was going to tell him. He knew that he had to tell him that Snape sent him, but he didn't know what he was going to say after that. Harry knew that Dumbledore was going to ask him why Snape had sent him down. He figured that he would just tell Dumbledore that he had said something and Snape sent him there.
Also, Harry knew that he was going to be talked to about why he ran away from Privet Drive. He really needed to think of a cover story before he arrived at the old man's office. Maybe he could tell Dumbledore that he had had enough of always being cut off from the Wizarding World and that he found the place hell because he didn't like the fact that he had nothing to do and he was always doing things that the Petunia and Vernon should have been doing.
Harry doubted that Dumbledore would believe that, but he had to try. Harry knew that the meddling old man was going to try and read his mind to figure out what was going on, but the only way that he could do that would be if he was looking Harry in the eye. Harry knew that Dumbledore didn't even need to look someone in the eye to read his or her mind, that he was a master at Occlumency.
Harry knew that he would have to do his best not to make eye contact with Dumbledore and to keep the meddling fool out of his mind. Even though Harry hadn't been that good at Occlumency he figured that he might be good enough to stop Dumbledore from seeing certain memories that would cause him to do even more meddling.
Harry looked up and was surprised to see that he was standing in front of the gargoyles that lead to Dumbledore's office. He hated it when he wasn't paying attention to where he was going but always ended up where he wanted to be because he could never remember walking there, it worried him sometimes. Harry cast a quick spell to rid himself of the smell of cigarette, he really didn't want to listen to a lecture about not smoking.
"Blood Lollipop," Harry said.
The gargoyles sprung to life and moved to the side to reveal stairs that were spiraling upward. Harry quickly stepped on them and waited until the came to a stop. He walked forward and knocked on the door, waiting for Dumbledore to tell him it was all right to come in.
"Come in," Harry heard Dumbledore say.
Harry opened the door to the Headmaster's office and walked in, he closed the door behind him and walked over to a chair in front of the old man's desk.
"What brings you here, Harry?" Dumbledore asked.
"Snape sent me here," Harry said.
"Professor Snape, Harry. Why did he send you here?" Dumbledore asked.
"Because I said something and he got angry or something," Harry said, he wasn't looking Dumbledore in the eye, but he was looking at the point just above his left shoulder.
"Ah, I see," Dumbledore said.
"Yea," Harry said.
"Harry, I want to talk to you about what happened this summer," Dumbledore said, changing the subject. "Why did you leave your Aunt and Uncle's?"
"Because," Harry said simply, he knew that the old meddling fool in front of him was going to ask him more, but he didn't care. He gave up caring about anything a while ago.
"Harry, because isn't a good enough answer," Dumbledore said calmly.
"So?" Harry said, still not looking Dumbledore in the eye.
"Harry, I have the letter that you wrote to Remus and Tonks the night that you ran away," Dumbledore said as he opened the top drawer of his desk and pulled out the letter. "It says: 'I've had it! I'm not staying in the hellhole any longer! I'm leaving! I cant take much more of this shit! I don't know where I'm going but I know that it is going to be far away from here. And don't either of you two dare tell me that as long as I live with my aunt I'll be safe! I'm probably way safer away from here then being here. I don't care what you guys have to say; I'm NEVER going back to that hellhole ever again. I'd rather face Voldemort one-on-one.' Now, would you like to explain to me what you mean?"
"Well, you see, Professor, I couldn't stand staying with them any more," Harry said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"I gather that much, Harry," Dumbledore said. 'But why?"
"Because I could stand always being cut off from the Wizarding World, and not knowing exactly what was going on. I found being there hell because I always had to do everything around the hose because Vernon and Petunia were too lazy to get off their asses and do it themselves," Harry said, not telling Dumbledore much of the truth. The only truth to what he said was that he had to do everything around the house.
"Well, Harry," Dumbledore said. "You know better then to run off like that. You know that as long as you are living with you're Aunt you're safe and Voldemort can't hurt you."
"I know, sir," Harry said, he could feel Dumbledore trying to get into his mind, but he put up his mind barriers to prevent Dumbledore from knowing anything.
"Harry, what would you have done if Voldemort had found you? He could have killed you, did you really want that? It was foolish of you to run away. You know better. I understand that you were upset and frustrated, but that doesn't mean that you can put your life on the line.
"Harry, I expected you to be better then that, then to run away from your problems. The Harry that I know would always face his problems head on, no matter what they were, no matter how big or small they are. Also, the Harry that I know would never dress like you did yesterday and get anything pierced."
'The Harry that you know died long ago,' Harry thought.
"Also, Harry we had this talk yesterday, I told you that I wanted you to take out all of your piercings. I mean it Harry, I will have you give you a detention. I want you to set an example for the other students, and by getting piercings, you're not setting a very good example. Harry I will let you keep in your piercings only under the condition that you serve detention every night with me." Dumbledore said.
"No, sir, I think that that seems highly unfair, you know as well as I do that so many students have gotten piercings long before I did. If you're going to punish only one person for having them, than that it highly unfair. You would have to punish everyone who has a piercing. And from what I can see, that would be almost the entire school." Harry said.
"Harry," Dumbledore sighed. "I know that you are very confused and having a hard time right now, but please don't take it out on me."
"I'm sorry, sir," Harry lied, in truth, he wasn't sorry.
"It's okay, my boy," Dumbledore said. "Now, about your detentions with Severus for the next while. You are to go to them and do as he says, and I understood?"
"Yes, sir," Harry said, trying hard to keep his temper in check. He didn't care what the old meddling fool had to say, he wasn't serving those detentions, Snape deserved what he got.
"Now, head along, your next class is about to start soon," Dumbledore said.
Harry didn't say anything, he just stood up grabbed his bag and walked out of Dumbledore's office. He stepped onto the spiraling stairs and checked his watch, he had thirty minutes until his next class started, he figured he might as well go back to Potions.
Harry sighed; he started to walk back down to the dungeons. He knew that Dumbledore would try to read his mind, he was glad that he was able to stop him. But, he knew that one day, he wouldn't, knew that he needed Occlumency lessons again, but he refused to take them from Dumbledore. That only left Snape, Harry wasn't sure if Snape would agree to it or not, but there was only one-way to find out, ask.
Harry decided that he would talk to Snape at the end of class, he would tell him that he didn't know anything that he had lied and he them he would ask him if he would teach him Occlumency again. He just hope that Snape would agree, that way he wouldn't have people trying to read his mind all the time, well the only people that he didn't want reading his mind were Dumbledore and Voldemort.
Harry looked up and realized that he was standing in front the door that led to the Potions classroom. He really needed to start paying attention to were he was walking. Sighing, Harry opened the door and walked into the classroom.
"Potter," Snape said.
"Yes?" Harry said, looking around the classroom he noticed that everyone was working on a potion.
"What did the Headmaster say?" Snape asked.
"Nothing really, he just asked me what I did n I told him, that was it," Harry said.
"Very well, take your seat, don't worry about doing the potion, you will not have enough time," Snape said.
"Are you going to fail me because of that?" Harry asked.
"No, but you will be coming back to night to do the potion," Snape said. Harry was a little shocked to sat at the least that Snape wasn't going to fail him and was letting him make it up.
'Probably because he thinks that I know something about him,' Harry thought.
"Now, go take your seat," Snape said.
"Um, sir, I was wondering if I could talk to you for a minute, in private," Harry said, he figured he might as well talk to Snape about it now.
"Very well," Snape said as he stood up and walked out of the classroom, Harry followed. "What would you like to talk to me about?"
"Well, you see, sir," Harry said. "I really don't know anything about you, when I said that a certain someone told me something, I was lying. But when I saw your reaction I kept going."
"Really?" Snape said as he rose an eyebrow. "Well, you know what you did was wrong, right?"
"Yes, yes, I know, please, spare me the lecture," Harry said.
"Alright, is there anything else?" Snape asked.
"Yes, I was wondering if you would consider teaching my Occlumency again?" Harry asked.
"Did Dumbledore want you to ask me that?" Snape asked as he rose another eyebrow.
"No, but he is the reason that I'm asking you," Harry said.
"What do you mean?" Snape asked.
"Well, he was trying to read my thoughts when I was talking with him earlier," Harry said simply.
"And you don't want him to?" Snape asked.
"No, I don't," Harry said. "Sir, can I ask you something?"
"Depends on what it is," Snape said, he finally noticed that he was having a civil conversation with Harry and he was actually being nice to the raven-haired boy.
"Do you like Dumbledore, like I mean as a person?" Harry asked.
"No," Snape said simply.
"Good, then you understand why I want to learn Occlumency, but I don't want him to know about it," Harry said.
"I see, I stand by what I said earlier, you would do well in Slytherin," Snape said.
"Yes, I know, I should have listened to the stupid hat," Harry said.
"Very well," Snape smirked.
"Now, can we go back to treating each other like shit, because in getting a little freaked out by having a civil conversation with you," Harry joked.
"Language, Potter," Snape said, still smirking. "Meet me in my office next Monday at six o'clock. Now get back to class."
Wow! What did you guys think about that chapter? I kinda liked it.
Anywayz… I was wondering what you guy think about Harry being resorted…do you think that I should have him be resorted into Slytherin or leave him where he is? Lol…its up to you guys. Also…has anyone ever heard of the show Queer as Folk? Or does anyone here watch that show? Lol…anywayz…I know that I copied the way that Harry's results are from the sixth book…but I don't care…lol…anywayz…
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DarkerHeart: lol…yea…don't worry…I'm hope to at least make them friends some time soon…hope being the key word…lol…anywayz…I hope you liked this chapter and thanks for the review.
Jujube15: lol…yea…I still think that Snape's a good guy too…in this story…I will be…for the most part…lol. Anywayz…thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
MidnightsRose: lol…yea I love that song too…I listen to it like everyday…and I can relate soooo well to it…lol…anywayz…I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thanks for the review.
The Dark's Desire: lmao…Chains The Dark's Desire down…now now…no killing anyone today…maybe tomorrow I'll let you go and u can kill Voldemort…lmfao! Hehe…yup…looks like I'm making you lose your Seer's eye…lmao. I'm glad that you loved the last chapter. Anywayz…thanks for the review and I hope that you like this chapter.
Draco8448: (Chapter 1) lmao…yea I've read the fic with a chapter called Crimson Relief…lol…its was a good story…but the author hasn't updated in a while…anywayz…I'm glad that I makes you wanna read it even more…lol! Thanks for the review and I hope that you enjoy the rest of my story.
Crying these bloody tears: lol…thanks…a lot of people say that I am mature for my age so…lol…I can relate to everything in my story…except for the rape…but I was almost raped once so…lol…I might take you up on your offer…I really wanna try and stop cutting but its hard. Lol…tell your friend that I said Happy Birthday! Lol…anywayz…thanks for the review and I hope that you enjoyed this chapter.
Hermione1208: lol…thanks…don't worry, Draco wont become a Death Eater…oops…well now everyone knows it…lmao…I plan of him and Harry talking and everything…but that wont be for a few chapters…lol…anywayz…thanks for the review and I hope that you enjoyed this chapter.
just-think-of-a-stupid-name-and-that's-me: lol…so do I…thanks for the complement…anywayz…I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thanks for the review.
Anywayz…remember to review and tell me what you thought about this chapter! Until next chapter!
-Wykked As Syn
