Title: Truth behind the name and the lies

Pairing: DracoxHarry,
Fandom : HP
Notes: An abused boy finds out he's a wizard and a hero; his tormented mind rebels. One person sees through the misconceptions to the real Harry and treats him the way he deserves. Why Harry never fights back from personal attacks...why does he crave more? Because he isn't a hero, he isn't brave, he's hiding behind the shadow of the boy they all believe him to be. -yes I did rename the story. the title wasn't fitting...

"..." is spoken.

'...' is mind to mind communication.

SoRinnegan-
'I love this story! Draco is caring towards Harry but still can be badass. But is the plot going to stay close to the books' plot or will it go in a different direction?' - I'm glad you like this story. He has to play the role he is expected [badass] so he can avoid suspicion. Harry's ability to hide the journal beneath his glamour helps that. I doubt that Cold Dark Night will stay very close to canon. Yes, the Sorceror's stone exists. yes, the Chamber of Secrets does as well ecetera but how the instances play out are different. Weasleys plays a lesser part then in JKR's version. Not discounting Fred and George they are still important somewhat because i love them.

mithrilandtj-
'Poor Harry. Separated from his only friend. I like this protective Draco. -I'm glad you like protective Draco. He is fun to write. I still wish I knew what was going to happen next lols.

Chapter 9- Threats, Lies, Half-truths, Revelations and Terror

Draco couldn't sleep well these days knowing Adder was trapped in the Lions' Den. He had finished his homework hours ago, he was scribbling everything he knew about Adder.

* Orphaned
* Broken Fingers- full body glamour.

After all he hadn't seen beneath Harry's glamour, though he had been shocked to see beneath Uncle Sev's glamour. He hadn't expected to see that many scars, he knew about the hands and arm but not the legs. His little snake hadn't been shocked, he'd merely accepted did the scars and badly healed bones. What did Adder look like beneath the glamour without his shirt? What had they done to the tiny boy besides practically starve him and tell him lies?

* Prone to near panic attacks
* Relaxes in my presence
* Communicates with me in his mind

Or was it him in my mind?

* They aren't allowing us to be friends
* Someone is pulling strings.

He needed to find out what their connection was. Why could he sense when Harry was upset? He had an intense need to protect his little snake.

Then there was the flashback that haunted him; the maniacal laugh, the scream that sounded like Adder's and ripped at his heart, not to mention a voice that felt like his own yelling, 'No.'

He had the impression that if his little snake was in mortal peril that he would find himself at Harry's side. When he saw Harry panicking or on the verge of panicking he felt a need to comfort him, to hold him. He didn't get to hold him often, only when they were in the potions lab before Uncle Sev made them start studying or made them work on more potions.

Harry's isolation from him and the worship from Adder's adoring Gryffindor and Hufflepuff fans was tearing Harry apart. Only himself and Uncle Sev could see the truth behind the name 'Harry Potter'. Someone had to protect the tiny boy and he would allow no one to usurp his place. Harry was his best friend…his little snake who had so little confidence.

Draco felt a pressure on his chest, a swirl of alien emotions; fear, horror, terror, loneliness, embarrassment.

That meant one thing. Harry was in trouble. With that revelation the connection between them strengthened. He could almost hear Harry calling for him, needing his protection. There was a strong tug to where Harry was…the strange warmth of a tower and the coldness of the dungeons made him feel like he was being pulled in two directions.

XoooooX

Harry finished his homework and went up to his room, putting his things before changing in the privacy of his curtained bed. He was too tired to worry about whether his glamour was working.

"Oh look, still hiding from us Harry? Or do you think you're better then us because you're the assistant to Snape."

Harry shook, "No. I just want to study. I can't hope to do well at all if I don't. I don't know how to deal with people."

"Really? The great Harry Potter can't deal with people? Too good for your fans…"

"I didn't ask for fans. I just want to go to school like a normal boy."

"My dear boy, you will never be a normal boy. You are the Boy-Who-Lived after all."

Harry shook at the voice, he held onto his journal. He tightened his glamour, reinforcing it. It's Dumbledore…no…what was he doing here? In Gryffindor Tower…

"It's Dumbledore!"

"In Gryffindor Tower."

"I heard Harry you haven't spent any time with Hagrid. He is quite upset. He is such a gentle person and he cares a lot of you."

Harry clutched his journal, he'd avoided them both. He said in a shaky voice, "But Professor…I've been studying." he stayed behind his curtains.

"I am surprised Snape has seemed to take to you Harry."

Harry stammered, "Snape doesn't like me. He asked me to be his assistant in class because he thinks I'm decent at potions."

"Your marks in that class is better then I expected. Honestly, I expected him to dislike you."

Harry clutched his journal, "He doesn't like me. He calls me Potter after all. Ask any first year."

"I want to see you in my office Harry. Tomorrow."

"Professor. I didn't break any rules. I just."

"Harry this is non-negotiable. I need to speak with you."

Harry shook, "I have classes professor…homework."

"Very well then. I will keep what I have from your father. It was your birthright." the strange Headmaster disappeared as quickly as he came.

Harry opened the journal to find a note.

Adder? Are you okay? You feel Terrified. I…could feel your need for me. I…felt torn between the dungeon and the tower. What's going on?

Harry gulped and scribbled,

Draco. It's Dumbledore. The headmaster showed up in the tower. He wants me to see him. Tomorrow. He is surprised Snape likes me. I told him that he doesn't. I said the only reason he is training me is because of my marks. Dumbledore is upset I'm ignoring Hagrid. He isn't listening to my excuse about homework. Tell me what to do. He said he was going to give me something. Something that is my birthright. Something from my father. It felt both true and false at the same time. I'm scared. The boys believe I think I'm better then them. I'm not.

XoooooX

After feeling Harry's panic growing, and the sensation of being torn between the tower and his dungeon common room Draco could hardly breathe. It took a long time for Adder to reply. The handwriting was shaky. Worse then normal and the fear radiating off of his little snake was nearly suffocating him.

The reply didn't help. Draco torn out of Slytherin ignoring Prefects and stormed towards Uncle Sev's room.

"Asphodel." he entered, "Professor. I need you."

Severus was pouring over a pile of parchment from his older years, "What. You better have a good reason for this Draco." he sneered.

Draco held out the pairing journal, "Our bluff has been called."

The magic that went into that journal was more then Severus Snape expected, it was nothing like any pairing journal he'd ever heard of. What was the connection between these boys? He growled, "Dumbledore. Draco…your connection with Adder. How strong is it?"

Draco bit his lip, "I…was almost pulled into the tower when he started to panic."

Snape blinked, "That's impossible…Apparation isn't possible with the wards."

"I didn't say it was Apparation did I? Uncle Sev…this is so…confusing. When I read that I understood what I felt. Uncle Sev…what can I do? He needs me. The old coot is up to something. I don't trust him. He's trying to manipulate Harry. I can feel it. Harry won't play by his rules and the old man wants to know why."

Snape glared, "We should have taught him Occumency instead of potions. He can't protect his mind. I wonder…can he come to you? You almost went to him."

Draco shrugged, "I don't know. I don't think so. I think I went to him once. Years ago. When his life was in danger. I…was there…I don't know why. There two terrible sounds in the world. One is the Dark Lord's laughter and the other is…Harry screaming…"

Snape turned pale, "How could you know what that sounds like? What the Dark Lord's laughter sounds like…"

"I'm sure I was there. I didn't Apparate I don't think. I think Harry being in danger pulled me there."

Snape shook, "you couldn't have been there. I…would have known." he looked at Draco in shame and terror.

Draco was in shock, "How would you know…" his godfather was a man of secrets…

"I sold my soul to two devils. I have to live with my misdeeds. The one thing I wanted more then anything I could never have. I loved her or thought I did but to her I was never more then a friend. Now…all I have left of her is her son. I have to protect him because I couldn't protect her not even from myself."

"What are you talking about…"

Snape pulled deep inside himself, "I'll tell you when you are strong enough to hear it. I was a fool." how could he have hated a baby? Harry's abused terrified existence was his fault. He would never have wished a childhood like his own on anyway much less Lily's son. Little Harry deserved justice, he would make himself worth of Harry. He would protect him, then perhaps his debts to Lily and James would be paid in full.

"Fine. Don't tell me." His uncle never looked like this, he'd seen into the man's soul. He was as battered as Harry. Whatever Uncle Sev had done, he had tormented himself plenty. He stalked out. What was he going to do now? Adder needed him and they couldn't touch, he couldn't hold Harry until the boy calmed down. He went to the potions lab, he probably wouldn't sleep tonight. Harry needed a calming potion that prevented panic attacks and hysteria, a potion that strengthened one's mind from Occumency and Legilimency, and lastly a potion that would allow Draco and Harry to share the same mind. He wanted to find out what Dumbledore wanted with his Adder, he was going to have his way. Dumbledore made an enemy of him, if he found something that proved the Headmaster was unfit he would pass it on to his father. Whether the Lord or his heir saw things the same way or not didn't matter, if they both wanted Dumbledore gone, they would find a way to make it happen.