Author's Note: Harry Potter and Company are not mine, that belongs to J.K Rowling. Just borrowing for story. The original story wasn't working plus it's been quite a while, so I scrapped it. This will be Yaoi and eventual MPREG. And please, I stress again, the characters may be ooc but it is for fun, and if you have any problems, please use PM option. Do NOT post it as a review, it's immature and disrespectful. Warnings will be set accordingly. Some events will change….this will take place shortly after year three going into year four onward.

Prologue: Secret Heart

Harry sat in the Astronomy Tower with his sketch book thanks to the invisibility cloak first night back to school, using the stars and moonlight for his light. He loved the feeling of serenity and peace. As a shooting star flew across the sky Harry looked up and made a wish. For as long as he could remember, Harry always wanted to be loved, accepted, safe and have a family. But the older he got, the farther that dream became. He had grown tired of being the pillar of strength for the cause. He was also tired of Dumbledore saying, 'It's for your own good my boy', as if Harry couldn't figure things out for himself.

I have a brain; I know how to judge things. Why can't I have a say in what goes on in MY life?

He always did what was expected of him and Harry wanted to scream. From what to wear, who to befriend, it was just too much for him. He sighed as he ran his hand through his now elbow length black hair. The look he walked around in during the day way a complete opposite of how he looked at night. At night, Harry dropped his Glamour illusion, his short messy hair gave way to long silky tresses, his eyes were still emerald green and he didn't need glasses, for his sight was perfect. His face looked more androgynous with, dusky rose pink full lips, his skin was still sun kissed but slighter and more graceful than his daytime build. His hands although elegant and graceful were still strong. In short, he was beautiful. Thank Merlin for the Glamour, I shudder to think how Uncle Vernon or Voldemort would react to seeing me like this…. Harry shuddered from disgust at the thought. He knew his uncle was perverted, having had discovered his uncle's porn stash while he had to clean the attic after his return from school in third year. It wasn't just any porn….it was homosexual porn! Oh, by Merlin I'm in deep shit! Harry made sure he was extra careful that his Glamour was always in place. Harry sighed as he continued to sketch, his thoughts drifting away to white blond hair and grey blue eyes…..

Why did you have to be such a dense prick? Harry thought as he shaded the picture. But then again, I didn't help matters either…. He thought with a dry chuckle. He secretly wished that he had taken the blond's hand that night. But how would it turn out? Would he be in greater danger than he already is? Harry couldn't deny that he had a crush on the blonde. He was the only one who didn't have that star lit, goose-girl look in his eyes, always challenged him and got him to do his best, despite it all. Snape was the same. He didn't let Harry get away with anything. Yea, it made Harry angry but at the same time, it made him happy, even normal…

He gasped as he heard footsteps approaching. He closed his book and got under the cloak, making sure he stayed still. Filch and Ms. Norris patrolled the area before leaving, allowing the Gryffindor to breathe easier. That was too close. He thought with a sigh. He snuck back to Gryffindor Tower, made sure his Glamour was in place before giving the password and going in. As he got ready for bed he swore under his breath when he could not find his glasses! Oh no! Harry thought as he laid down in his bed. What am I going to do?

The next morning Harry nervously made his way to breakfast, his glasses were still missing. Ron and Hermione helped him look but they were no where to be found in the Common Room.

"Well Mate, looks like you'll need new ones."

"Ever observant aren't you Ronald?" Hermoine asked as she looked at the red head who blinked.

"What, I'm just saying Harry's due for new glasses anyway…."

"Ronald!"

"'Moine, he has the money…."

"Ron, you know I don't like to put on airs!"

"Harry, why don't you use…."

"Ron, if my Aunt and Uncle know about the money, you know exactly what would happen…."

"But Mate it's yours…."

"Harry makes a good point Ronald." Hermione said. "Harry, you have to be more careful…."

"I know Hermoine…."

"Do you?" Hermione asked. "Harry can you see?"

"Not too well no," Harry said. Even though I can see perfectly, I have to save face…. Hermione sighed and helped him.

"Come on Harry, grab his bag Ronald." Ron picked up Harry's bag and held it with his own as they made way to the Great Hall. When they arrived, the trio gasped when they saw a glasses case at Harry's spot at the Gryffindor table! Harry opened the case and gasped in disbelief, inside; were his glasses! He also saw a parchment, but it seemed there was nothing written!

"Wow talk about lucky!" Ron said as they sat to eat breakfast. Hermione smiled and got her own breakfast plate set. Harry slipped on the glasses and gasped softly. The note was written in invisible ink in beautiful cursive.

Be careful next time Scarhead. You may never know who may have followed around and found these. Luckily for you, it was me! I placed an enchantment on these dreadful frames so you may be able to see the note. You really need to get new ones! By the way, you do realize these lenses are just glass, not a prescription at all? What are you hiding this time?

Harry refolded the note and after replacing it back into the case, he sought out the blond Slytherin and mouthed 'thank you'. Said blond just nodded and returned to his breakfast. Harry bowed his head to hide his blush.

Maybe there's hope yet….Harry thought.