Yunie: sighs. Work sucks I know hahaha. Well guys I am back from the dead... in a different sense. Now I see that some of my fans are a little turned down by the last chapter going oh no again..yada yada... There is a reason as always. This was for once a not random event. I had planned this. So guess what that means. We have reach the final run .Three chapters max. The final showdown and the possible epilouge. Now I know everyone may cry at the mere thought of me ending this story after almost two years of torture. Yep it's true. This story began August 3 of 06. I'm so happy that all of you have stayed with it after all this time. I'm sorry for those who have cried and to those who left us angry at all the drama.

You do have to admit this has been a great run but with all good things they must eventually come to an end. Except of course Yaoi love. Well my lovlies here is a shortie do forgive me. And thank you Hurrican Gustav for leaving me living off of a genorator... oh yeah guys I'm finally 18 birthday was June 5 so I will be rejoing AFF soon. Well guys I love you all and thank you for staying with my evil story from HELL!!

P.SI really have no clue what I was thinking for Harry's part.

Chapter 20: Hermoine and the Madness

"The cold floor upon which he laid, the blood that was his had stained. The anger and sadness that dwelled inside his heart, would soon be freed as he broke apart. And love would soar to open arms and fight the demons, the nighttime harm. A kiss to free the burden soul and love forever to echo. Home" by Kayla Casper aka Yunie

Harry opened his eyes to the surrounding world, the numb feeling that had come to take him everyday since Draco had been pulled from his arms returned and with it the heavy burden that was Ronald Weasly. Only small things, memories, kept his weary body going. The thought of freedom and the memory of his first born's voice beginning him not to change the future. The one with him and Draco and a family.

"Harry?" The voice which had woken him everyday for three months called. Harry sigh. What was he to be today? A slave, a pet, maybe even a whore for Ron's "friends" once more. They always paid a pretty penny to fuck the savior. Who wouldn't?

'Draco wouldn't.' The voice in Harry's mind replied. "But Draco's not here." Harry muttered as he winced while sitting up. 'Why is that?' Harry sniffed. "Because I wasn't strong enough to save him." In his mind he could see the little voice stirring. 'No. You only think you are not strong. And who put that thought there Harry? Not you. Then...who?' Then all went silent. "I don't know." Harry whimpered.

"Harry, if I have to call your name one more time." Harry stood quickly and opened the door, his eyes to the floor."Now now Harry. None of that. Look at me when I speak to you." Harry bit his lip and a hand slid under his jaw and wrapped around his throat. Ron shoved Harry against the wall and wrapped his hand tighter around Harry's throat. "Now Harry. Why can't you be more agreeable." Ron breathed into his ear. "I have been kind. Have I not?" Harry smirked.

"Is that what you call kind? Wow you almost make old Voldy seem human." Harry looked him straight in the eye. Ron glared.

"Is that what you think. Well I think a lesson is in order." Ron smirked as he picked Harry up by the throat. "Do you really want me to hurt you Harry?" Harry looked past him into the darkness that had begun to engulf him. He had found a dreamless sleep amoungst the darkness. It had healed his pain by driving his mind to the brink of reality. This darkness spoke to him. Gave him a companion and it seems that it fought the battle Harry was to afraid to fight.

'He's not the strong. You can take him!' The voice began again. "It's to dangerious." Ron raised an eyebrow.

"What's to dangerious?" Harry giggled madly.

'Doesn't he kinda look like Veron when he's mad. Face all popped out and his eyes blareing. His face kind of reminds me of a tomato.' The little voice painted vivid images of Harry's old uncle. Except he was right...Ron did look like a tomato. Harry began to laugh again. He laugh so hard tears began to run down his face.

"What is so funny!" Harry looked up at Ron's face and began to laugh harder.

"Tomato!" Harry screamed breathlessly. Ron stopped and look at Harry strangely before realization darkened his face.

"Crucio!" The red head screamed. Pain ripped through Harry, but he still laughed. Maddness had finally settled upon the broken man. He laughed even as the curse was removed along with his clothes. He laughed as Ron began to shove his erection into Harry. Even as the blood began to flow he laughed. He was in a new bliss. Complete and utter maddness.

'I'll protect you.' The voice declared as Harry embraced the madness the voice provided. There was no pain in this. Here he could dream and in his dreams he was with his family. His friends.

"You're not as big a Draco." Harry giggled out as Ron slammed into him again.

"WHAT!" The man screamed as he slammed Harry's head into the ground. He repeated this motion while screaming words that sound more like Charlie Brown's teacher in Harry's opinion. Soon the darkness returned welcoming Harry to bliss.

Draco?

Harry?

...You're here.

Harry, what is this? Harry!

So sleepy Draco. I'm so tired.

Don't give up Harry! I'll protect you! I'll save you!

I love you. Sweet Dreams, Draco.

Harry! Harry! No come back

Draco flew up from his bed sweat glistening down his chest. "Harry?" He looked around as the fog of sleep lifted. Memories washed upon him as they had done every morning. Harry wasn't here. He was gone again. He was with Ron. That dream though had been different. 'I know I had heard him. I just know it.' He looked out the window at the dreay grey sky. He had another meeting with another member of the law and he was bound to have another let down when it came to the matter of Ron.

Harry was his property and Ron was sure to hold that over someone head. It hurt Draco but he was determined. Everynight he swore to Sophie to bring back her daddy and everyday he was meet with disappointment. "Please. Somebody. Save my Harry." He began to sob as he had done every morning he woke with out his beloved Harry.

The darkness had begun to retreat as Harry's vision focused. 'Headache?' Harry nodded. 'Well I think you really pissed him off the this time Harry. He went ballistic on your ass. Literally.' The little voice gave him a mental pat. "He's so tiny." Harry started to laugh again. "Your right though. It does hurt." The little voice nodded.

"Harry? Are you ready to behave yet?" Ron screamed through the door.

"No said Mr. Petersburg. I would not like a blowjob from a whore! My wife me be cruel but at least she does not have the aids and herpes! ... I want to buy Chance.. Screw boardwalk give me chance. Need ones I got ones." Harry screamed in reply. Maddness was fun. Slightly sadistic but fun. The little voice giggled. Ron screamed.

"We have guests, Potter. Do well to remember your place." Ron shrieked.

"You sound like a banshee. Do well to remember RAWR! Haha I'm a dinosaur." Harry giggled.

'Maybe he hit you a little too hard.' Harry laughed at the voice and nodded.

"Maybe...Baby... Lady...Cheny...weeee" Harry began to make a little song. The little voice merely shook it's nonexsitent head.

'Oh you poor dear. Harry. You'll be free soon I promise. From him and the madness.' Harry looked towards the inner voice.

"You know ... You look a lot like Hermoine... heh you sound like her too. Always so damn smart.. always trying to save me from my stupidity, but even she's gone now. I'm alone and it hurts. I'll call you Hermoine. You know what, Hermoine, I prefer the madness truly I do. I...I just want my Draco back." Hermoine nodded.

'I know how you feel. I know it hurts Harry, but you'll make it out I promise.'