Author's Note

Hey everybody!

I know it has been 4EVER since I've posted anything on fanfic, and that's mainly because I've been busy on other things, such as videos, photos, and oh yeah, homework. But since I have no ideas on any vids, and no more good photos to work on, and best of all no homework, (at least this weekend), I decided to sit down, read (to get inspired) and continue writing fanfic.

Now, the reason this is still chapter ten, is cuz the last posting of chapter 10 wasn't how I wanted my story to go. I did get help with the last version of chapter 10, and it was really good and all, but it just completely strayed from my original plan for the story, to where I couldn't tie the strings together anymore. But I still do wanna say thanks to Melanie, who has really inspired me to continue writing on this story. You still have a very creative mind, and are a very talented writer; I envy you for the great imagination you posses. And thanks for not getting upset that I deleted the last version of chapter ten. Love ya lots

Okay so I hope everyone enjoys, and remember to please leave a, (what is it called on fanfic, I haven't been on in so long, I don't think it's a comment, oh yeah!) review, lol, thanks much.

Chapter 10

Was It A Dream?

It had been about a month since Ron had pretty much slammed Harry in a door; and things between Ron and Harry hadn't gotten any better. In fact nothing really changed, because Harry was still having those horrible, but yet best dreams ever. And they still remained the same flow to where he would find the beautiful blonde; believe every word of forever, just to be pulled back into the harsh cruel reality. The only thing that had changed was Ron.

Although the non-change was that Ron and Harry were both on rocky ground, the thing that did change was Ron had really started hurting and abusing Harry non-stop. And never did he feel one ounce of sorry ever.

Harry was always confused about this, because although he did not like being abused verbally and physically, he could understand why he had been treated this way. Because he was thinking of someone else besides Ron, and in a way that would be considered cheating, but seriously it wasn't like he wanted to think about Draco, he didn't mean for the dreams to come and make him have no control. And even if he did mean it, he didn't see the absolute horror in it, seeing that it had been Draco he liked since the beginning, and Ron just seemed to have been really random to want to start to date. But of course Harry knew not to mention any of this to Ron, because he would probably kill not only Harry, but probably the whole school. The Daily Prophet would have an article in it titled, "Complete Massacre at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: jealous boyfriend Ron Weasly goes on a rampage after finding out his partner, the one and only Harry Potter had lusted over their arch enemy Draco Malfoy."

Harry tried so hard to not think about the whole situation, he kept busy with his school work, but was hardly given any, and if so it was never anything to challenging or that took much time to do. He always feared going to sleep, because of what his unconscious mind would think of. Not only did he not want to sleep because of the dreams that followed but it was when Ron would hit Harry for doing stuff, he had no control over. He had stopped talking about all of this to Hermione, for he found no use in her knowing every detail. But one day the whole school would know of what Ron was doing to Harry.

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It was just another usual day at Hogwarts School, and Harry made his way to the Great Hall for breakfast, and he again didn't have much on his mind. Now these days he pretty much sat by himself, and if someone were to sit next to him they never talked to each other, for Ron started sitting far on the other side of the table, and for some reason Hermione just hadn't shown up to the breakfast in a while. Harry didn't find this a lonely time, but more of a peaceful time where he could just enjoy the breathing room he was given, not in order to think and ponder about life, but to just sit back and relax in a way.

As the day drew on Harry went to his classes one by one, hour by hour, still thinking of nothing in particular. He had some times where he did think about the situation between Ron, Hermione, Draco and just all of that, but then he would be assigned something to do in a class and his thoughts would leave his mind leaving him free to concentrate on what he was to be doing.

After Transfiguration Harry was headed up to the Gryffindor common room to work on some extra homework during his free period in order to keep ahead of the class… or to just lounge around. During this time the hallways were always crowded due to students going there different routes to their own destinations.

As Harry was climbing up the stairs, about midway up he all of a sudden felt a very hard shove on the side, and he completely lost his balance and fell, hitting his head on the hard the stone side before landing on the cold hard stone step face forward. Before he looked up to see what had happened he heard people from all around the area gasping and some asking him if he were okay.

He then looked up, and saw Ron looking down at him with a face of shock.

Harry then rubbed his head which ached (not because of you-know-who) and he realized that he was bleeding.

"Oh, my gosh Ronald!" Hermione said coming down the stairs. "What the hell is the matter with you?" She said in a very stern voice, leaning over helping Harry up.

"I didn't mean to do anything" Ron said in a very monotone voice, "It's not my fault he lost his balance." At this everyone around them scoffed in disgust of Ron's rudeness and Hermione managed to get Harry to stand up.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asked him.

"Yeah, I'm fine…" Harry said trying not to cause any more attention to the situation.

"Aren't you going to apologize?" Hermione asked Ron.

Ron looked around, and everyone was waiting to see what he'd do next. But he just scoffed and said, "What do I need to apologize for, like I said I didn't MEAN to do anything!" he looked around again, now looking at people as if he had proved a point that everyone would agree with. But no one showed they agreed or were amused by Ron's attitude.

"RONALD!" Hermione yelled, moving away from Harry and closer to Ron as she said with gritted teeth, "Stop being so rude and just apologize!"

"Just let it go Hermione" Ron said showing his annoyance.

Just then there was a voice in the crowd that murmured, "Wonder if he'd be that rude, if this was happening with one of the girls he's been with lately?"

Ron tuned furiously towards the direction the voice had come from, "Excuse me!!!" he exclaimed, still not sure on who he was talking to, but daring whomever it were to come out and face him.

There then was movement within the crowd, as the person started moving out to face Ron. "I just was wondering…" the person said as they had reveled themselves from behind the crowd.

Harry could not believe what he was seeing. He had to be dreaming again; no way could this be real. But out of all the dreams he's had, and as real as they all felt, this one seemed like he was actually awake, and that the scene taking place in front of him was happening in present time. But no matter how real it seemed, he wasn't going to just believe it so easily like he always did, just to end up having it go away.

"…if you would be this rude to one of the girls I've seen you with lately?" the blonde asked as if he actually wanted Ron to answer his question.

Hermione looked over at Harry to see what he thought of this whole incident, but Harry was still trying to figure out if he was dreaming or not, for although it felt so clear to him he was awake, he just didn't know.

"What the Hell are you talking about Malfoy?" Ron asked.

"Well, I just always see you being rude to Harry all the time…" he explained motioning towards Harry, who had become SO nervous at Draco mentioning him, that he decided to just look at the ground until he knew Draco would look back up at Ron, "but never do I see you being nothing but nice to the girls you have on the side." Draco finished.

"First off…" Ron said, "I still don't know what the hell you're talking about! And second of all, why do you even give a damn about what I do?"

"It's not that I care what you do for your sake, I care because the way you treat Harry is just wrong!"

Draco had said this so fast that by the way he looked around nervously; it was obvious he hadn't meant to say it.

"Still, why do you give a damn how I treat anyone, let alone Harry?" Ron asked very confused.

"Because," Draco started, "you just shouldn't be getting away with what you've been doing to him, or anyone of that matter."

Then it hit Ron, he looked behind him at Harry, who was still confused as hell, and then back at Draco, and he realized this was the person that Harry had spent months and months 'dreaming' about. Ron's stomach turned with anger building up inside him.

He then walked up to Draco and said quietly but threatening, "Why don't you mind your own damn business?"

Before Draco could say anything, a high pitched voice broke out over the stairway, "What is everyone doing?" Professor McGonagall asked shocked to see so many students not in their classes, "you are all supposed to be in a class right now, get going before I deduct points from your houses for each one of you!"

With that the whole staircases and hallways became very busy again, as kids rushed by each other trying not to be the last ones that would most likely be caught and in trouble.

Harry quickly continued up the stairs and through the hallways and he didn't stop until he was up in the Gryffindor common room. He could not believe that, that situation had just happened. Even for if it were a dream, there was something about it that just seemed unbelievable.

He went to the sink in the bathroom to splash himself with some cold water to try to wake him up if he were dreaming, when he looked in the mirror he noticed he had still had a cut on his head (no not his lightning bolt scar) from when he had hit the stone step, and there was dried up blood still there.

After washing his face thoroughly Harry went into the boy's dormitory, and into his and Ron's room. Not wanting to be bothered as he planned to do some homework, he locked the door.

He walked over to his side of the bed, grabbed a book, sat down, and started reading.

After a few minutes into reading, Harry suddenly became very tired, as the days events came crashing down on him at once.

Yawning, he laid down on the bed, but his book still in his hand. He checked to see how much further he had to read. He was on page, 77 out of 112 pages, 'Come on Harry, just 35 pages to go,' he tried to convince himself to read more…finally! Only fourteen more pages to go, but his body couldn't take any more, it was shutting down, wanting nothing more but to go to sleep. '98 out of 112 pages is pretty damn good,' he thought, as he shut the book, and just tossing it to the floor.

He then took off his glasses, placing them to the drawer beside him. Turning over on his stomach Harry realized just how tired he had been, and he figured out that, yeah there are those times where you sometimes sleep in your dreams, but never do you feel so tired during those.

This was when he knew that he had been awake all day, and this was the first time he'd be going to sleep since he had woken up that morning, meaning that Ron did push him on the stair way in front of everybody, that his head had started bleeding, and best of all that Draco, the one person he wanted to care for him had indeed stood up for him and to Ron, which was amazing to know.

At this thought Harry couldn't help but smile, he drew the covers over him, got as comfortable as he wanted, and shortly after fell in a deep long sleep, to which he spent the rest of the day in, missing the rest of his classes.

I'm sorry this wasn't that long, and it wasn't much. With as long as I haven't posted, it should have been the rest of the story. But this is all I could come up with, but I will be working on more later, so again please leave a review, thanks much,