Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he tried to accept the fact that the whole school now knew. Draco stood beside him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"You can do this, come on. I'll be with you. And so will Hermione and Weasley."

"Okay," Harry said as he opened his eyes and opened the door to the Great Hall.

Silence filled the room as Harry made his way over to the Gryffindor table. Draco squeezed his shoulder and headed towards the Slytherins. Harry sat in fear of what would happen. Unsure of weather he would be swarmed by groups of people. Or whether everyone would be too afraid to talk to him. A few seconds later the hall erupted in sound. No one daring to ask Harry what they all really wanted to know.

"How are you feeling, Mate?" asked Ron in a hushed voice.

"Terrible," Harry confided in them as he ran a hand through his hair. "I've started my second trimester. And I'm having morning sickness."

"But I thought that morning sickness was in the first trimester?" Hermione asked in shock.

"Yeah, well, it's different in male pregnancies."

"Really?" asked Hermione, intrigued.

"Hermione, please don't go and research this," Harry pleaded as he began to put food on his plate.

"I have to. This is so interesting." Hermione said with a smile.

Harry sighed and slowly ate his food. He took a few bites and then pushed his food away.

"I can't eat; I'm too stressed."

"You have to eat, Harry. Come on, for the baby."

"I know, but after this morning and with everything going on… I just have no appetite."

*

As Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco headed towards Transfiguration, they were stopped by Severus.

"Take this," He said as he handed Harry a vial.

"What is it?"

"A nutrient potion, just drink it," he said before disappearing.

"That's so... er… out of character," Hermione said in shock.

"Not really," said Draco and Harry in unison.

*

Harry sat in the back of the Transfiguration classroom. They were practicing spells on each other. Harry had decided to read instead, seeing as how he wasn't in a physical state to participate. It was then that a swarm of people came rushing into the room. Of course they quickly made a beeline for Harry.

"Mr. Potter?" asked a few of the photographers. Harry quickly tried to stand up to get away from them.

"Mr. Potter, we would like to have an interview."

"No- no," he said as he tried to back away. Draco, Hermione, and Professor McGonagall came rushing over.

"What do you think you are doing in my classroom?" ahe asked furiously.

That's when one of the male reporters reached out and grabbed Harry's shoulder.

"Ahhh!" Harry screamed as he fell to the ground, flashbacks going through his head.

"Leave him alone!" yelled Draco as he forced his way through. He crouched down by Harry and wrapped his arms around him, trying to block him from the pictures.

One the reporters grabbed Draco and tried to pull him away. It was then that Draco, too, began to have flashbacks.

"No, please, stop. Stop!" he cried. The tears began to fall down his cheeks. He completely forgot where he was. For now he was in that room. That room with Wormtail and the imperiosed humans.

The photographers were living it up. They couldn't stop taking pictures of the helpless teens.

McGonagall had finally made her way through but was stupefied by someone.

That was when a group of Aurors bust through the door.

"Everyone out!" they yelled and the students started to rush out of the room. Ron and Hermione tried to stay behind, but they were forced out with the reporters.

"They're our friends, please!" the boys shouted and then they saw Severus and Dumbledore running towards them.

"What is going on here?" he asked furiously as he ran into the room. He looked in shock at Harry and Draco.

"No, please stop. Please," Draco kept begging.

Harry was currently in a fetal position with a look of terror on his face.

Severus ran over to them and crouched down. He went first to Draco.

"Draco, Draco look at me. You're safe. You're here with me. He won't hurt you ever again. He's gone. Come on, Dray." He wiped his hands over Draco's cheeks and brushed off a few tears. By now someone had revived McGonagall.

She went to touch Harry but Snape stopped her.

"No, your voice won't work. It won't comfort him," Snape said. Just then Draco came out of his trance and looked up at Severus.

"Sev?"

"It's alright, Dray. But I need you to help me with Harry. Help me talk to him." They both turned in Harry's direction.

"Harry?" Draco asked, afraid to touch him.

"Come on, Harry. You're here at Hogwarts. You're safe. You're perfectly safe," Severus soothed as he rubbed his hands up and down Harry's arms, something he had found worked before.

"Come on, Harry. Come back. Sev and I are right here. We won't let them hurt you," Draco said as he held his friends hand.

That was when Harry looked up at them.

"There you go, Harry," Draco said as he wrapped his arms around his friend.

"I'm taking him back to my rooms. He needs a break. He can't be around people for a few days."

"What about his schooling, then?" Dumbledore asked in a smart tone.

"Hermione, Ron and I will help him," Draco said with determination.

"Okay," said Dumbledore wearily.

Dumbledore watched as McGonagall walked with Harry and Draco down to the dungeons. He then made his way up to his office and shut the door. That was when he finally let his face smile that evil grin it had been wanting to since he had seen Harry sitting broken on the floor. He had arranged for the reporters to come in. He even paid some of them extra to try and grab to the boy. It was his plan all along. Make him fear all touches. Then he would turn him over to the Dark Lord in his weakened and pathetic state. And after he was murdered he would make himself the savior of the wizarding world. As Dumbledore thought about his evil plan he began to laugh, a laugh only that of an insane man.

*

It was a couple days after the incident. Harry and Draco sat in Severus' living room doing transfiguration homework when Severus came in with Remus.

"Harry, Cub, I came as soon as I could. I wanted to come sooner."

"It's all right, Remus."

"No, it's not," Remus said as he sat beside Harry and ran his hands over his own eyes. Draco got up to give them some room.

"I'll be back. I'm going to run for some snacks." He could have called a house elf but he knew they needed some alone time.

"Harry put down his book and parchment and wrapped his arms around Remus.

"You're here now, aren't you?" Harry said softly.

Remus wrapped his arms around him tightly and ran his hand over his forehead.

"I am. And I will help you with whatever it is you need."

"Good," said Severus, "Because we've got Alan Adams trial in two days. They have all of Harry's memories of it saved in vials for evidence. Dumbledore is lending his Pensive and they are planning on showing them to everyone."

"What? No, they can't!" said Harry as he gripped tightly on to Remus' arm.

"I know, but in the end it will help, and I've requested that they allow you out at that time. But they said you need to be present for the whole trial. Damn it!" Severus said as he made his way over to get some firewhiskey.

"Don't worry, Cub. I will be there for you."

"I want my Dad to be there too," Harry said. That was when Severus sprayed his firewhiskey everywhere.

"Harry? Your father is dead," Remus said, looking at him with confusion.

"Not my birth father." Severus watched in shock as Harry explained the truth about everything and about how they thought it was Dumbledore who had sent the men to rape him.

Severus had to rush and stop him from tearing Dumbledore into shreds.

"Damn it. I'm quitting the order," Remus said, "I don't care what he does to me."

"No, Remus, you can't. Just go along with it. But you can join my—"

"Harry."

"Yeah?"

"You know you must always be weary of who is watching you," Severus said as he gave Harry a look telling him not to say anymore. He had suddenly had a feeling like they were being watched. And he knew from experience to believe these feelings.

It was then that Draco had returned with some snacks for everyone.

*

Dumbledore swore as he threw his instrument across the room. He had spent a fortune on it just today to keep an eye on Harry and Severus. But as long as Harry was with Severus he knew it wouldn't be of any use.

Sorry I haven't updated in so long. I've been SO stressed of late. I want to thank everyone for all of your reviews! As well as my awsome beta:Actorpotter!!! I really apriciate them. Now I need some advice. You see one of the thing's I've been stressed about is that my friend is going out with a guy she knew I liked. And he doesn't understand the fact that you don't date a guy your friend likes. Is this just a girl thing or is it a guy thing too? Well thanks and review. I could really use the advice. And also critize me if you want or submit any idea's. I want to make this fic as good as I can! Thanks and Toodles.