Here is a long over due update. I still do not have regular computer access, but I have a temporary access to one. I hope you all enjoy.

It took them over thirty minutes to get to Harry's room. "That was not cool." Blaise spoke as he walked into the room.

Harry did not look up from the desk. "Sorry. I did not want to stay there any longer. I did not want to see or run to into anyone. It was the quickest way to leave."

"I see your clothes arrived."

"Yeah the packages were stacked right where they are when I arrived. I had a hard time telling Dobby I wanted him to leave them. I will put them away later. I have work to do."

"You promised a show." Draco prodded.

"No, you assumed a show. If you want one; then it will be another day, or you can put them away yourself. My back is still very tight and sore." Harry faced back to his work.

He allowed them to through the packages. He tried to tune out their comments on his clothes. He was doing a good till they saw his dress robes and school robes. "Yes, it is my understanding that it is tradition to where your house emblems if you are the head of the house. It is not that big of a deal. They are just clothes."

Harry turned around to see them holding up his clothes. He rose and walked over to them. "Hand me one those shirts. It seems that I will not be able to get any work done." He demanded as he took his shirt off and tossed it. Blaise handed him one of the lavender shirts. Harry quickly slid the shirt on and buttoned it.

Draco tossed in one of the pairs of the pants. Harry in his annoyance forgot that he had someone watching me till he tossed his pants to the side and began pulling up the new ones. He looked up at them as he buttoned the pants. "What no smart comments?"

"One cannot comment on perfection." Blaise spoke. Draco could not form any words. Everything was wiped from his mind, and his mouth went dry.

"Humph. I am far from perfection." Harry looked down at the floor. "Well is this acceptable."

"Definitely." Draco uttered. Harry buried the urge to look up into the boy's eyes.

"Good. Now I can get back to work, and you can either repack them or put them away." Harry spoke as grabbed his other clothes and got dressed again. He sat back down in the chair. He paid no attention to others as they had Dobby come and put them away for them.

He tried to read through Hermione's notes for potions. It only seemed to frustrate him. He should just drop the class. He was beginning to doubt that he wanted to be an Auror anymore. He was feeling the pressure of being a month behind till it began choking him. He started to hear his family voices. "I am just a no-good waste of space. I am never going to get caught up on the work." Harry muttered as pushed potions away from him.

Harry jumped in his chair when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He knew it was Draco, because he could feel the heat move through him. "I can help if you want."

"What is the point? I am only good for battling Voldemort. So, why waste your valuable time on a stupid idiot?" Harry moved so Draco's hand would fall "I know I am not perfect. I am worthless and have the scars to prove it. I know you saw them. So, you both can stop with the lies."

"I was not lying when I said you were perfect."

Harry felt is anger and sadness rising. It seemed to war within him. "I know my value. It is only good to kill Voldemort at the expense of my own life." Harry pushed his chair back with force. He ripped his shirt off his back. "This scar was the result of burning dinner. My lovely aunt thought it was fitting to toss hot oil on my chest. It burned and blistered. My back is like crisscrossed stripes thanks to whatever my uncle had handy. It could be that I did not get the yard good enough, at first it was due to better grades than Dudley or was the result of getting a letter. Heaven forbid if something unusual happened then it would be a belt, fists, feet and finished up with being locked in broom cupboard which served as my room for ten years before being locked into a tiny second bedroom with bars on the window. I would have to remain there for days most times without food. I am not worthy of doctors, clothes, presents. So, please just stop."

Harry began punching and kicking the wall. The room was shaking from the overflow of Harry's magic. Harry did not see the looks between the two boys. He allowed his head to lean against the wall. His fists were tight. "In know that the only people who want to truly be around and friends are Hermione, Luna and Neville. I know that everyone else just wants to be associated with because of my fame. I know that the only reason you two are here is because of something that was out of your control. I am wanted for my fame and fortune or because someone wants to kill me. I am never wanted for myself."

Harry wiped the tears from his face. He began taking deep breathes to calm down. "Please, just leave me alone."

Harry felt arms come around him. His whole body tensed. He knew that it was not Draco because it felt different slightly. He felt a chin rest on his shoulder. "I remember starting the fourth year and being mad because no one seemed to notice your glamour. No one seemed to notice how frail and sick you looked. No one seemed to notice that you barely ate. I noticed you for you. I am not here, because I am compelled to be here. I am here because you deserve better than what you have been getting. You deserve to have someone you are close to and can trust whole heartedly. I know that Draco is here because he has had a crush on you since he was thirteen. I know that he loves you. I know that it has nothing to do with happened in the fourth year. We want to help you. We want to heal you both physically and emotionally. We want to protect you, since no one else does not seem to what to do it."

Blaise felt Harry's body begin to relax. "Let us help you. You are tired and stressed. It would make it hard to think and to focus. We know that you are far from stupid."

Harry let out a deep breath and leaned against Blaise's chest. "I wish I could believe you."

Blaise released Harry and took his hand and led him to the couch. "We know that it will not be easy or instant. We would just like the chance to prove that it is true. You have been given a raw deal. You have had everyone control your life in almost every aspect. We do not want to control you, but we would like to have the chance to help you to take back that control from everyone. We know how people and government works. We could guide you. Hopefully in time, you will see that we truly care for you and who you truly are."

Harry glanced at Blaise's face, and then at Draco's shy smile. "It is all so much. There is so much doubt. I just do not know if I can." He looked at Draco. "I had thought that I was feeling something of my own. It was just my own, and then I found out that a bond was created that initiated the pull. I just do not know what is real is anymore. I do not want to be a bother or destroy that which has already been created. I am not sure if I can be friends with you when something inside says it ought to be more. I am not sure if I can watch and feel like an outsider."

Harry took a moment to realize that Blaise was still holding his hand. He felt the warmth, comfort and feeling of safety fill him. He felt a hint of attraction. It was not like the fire consuming attraction like it was with Draco; however, it was more subtle and steady.

Blaise squeezed his hand and forced Harry to look at him. "Harry, I always knew that you and Draco would get together. It was just a matter of when. The pull between the two of you have always been strong and passionate even before the Goblet of Fire." Harry tried to turn away, but Blaise would not let him. "I have known Draco since before we started Hogwarts. He could not stop talking about a boy in Madame Malkin's before he knew you were Harry Potter. Even after you turned his offer, he was still drawn to you. I have watched the two you glance at each other at odd times. I am almost certain that something had to have already been there for the Goblet to think we were the best options out of everyone that was in the hall."

Blaise took a moment and glanced at Draco, who nodded to him. "What we are asking for is a chance to get to know you better and for you to get to know us. Whatever happens to let it happen on its own. I nor Draco will be upset if you get involved with one of us or neither of us. There is a reason, we were selected. We all have a part to play. So please, just do not push us away or shut us out."

Harry rose and moved away towards his desk. He needed some distance. He leaned against the desk. "I believe that you two are wasting your time. I am too broken; however, I will try."

"It is all that we ask." Draco spoke.

Harry did not say anything but nodded his head. Everything started to hit him. He did not want to be near them when he lost it. "I am exhausted. I am just going to go to bed." He choked as he walked to his room. He closed the door. He placed the wards on the door. He plopped onto the bed. He curled up holding tight to his pillow and let the tears fall.