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Blaise Zabini was at home when a letter arrived for him in Draco's handwriting. He smiled. He'd missed his best friend. He opened it shocked as he felt a compulsion fall over him and a page before the letter there told him the compulsion was there so he couldn't repeat what he read to anyone else. He accepted that and proceeded on to the letter itself.

Dear Blaise,

Suffice it to say things for me recently have been crazy. I overheard my father talking with the dark lord about forcing me to become a death eater and ran away to safety. They all think I'm in France because I wanted them to think that. Of course I'm not in France but here is where my letter gets weird. There was a reason for the compulsion on it. When I 'ran away' I went to Gringotts bank to get a thorough healing done when I learned that Albus Dumbledore had fed me a hatred potion towards Harry Potter and vice versa. We don't know what possessed him to do it but in all honesty we don't trust that he wouldn't try it again.

Suffice it to say I got an inheritance test done and I have changed my last name. Harry was also fed the hatred potion directed at me but it didn't work in the way that Dumbledore intended. You see Harry ended up hating me but severely resenting himself for it. In fact he loathed himself and couldn't quite figure out why until it was removed. You will hear eventually through the grapevine that he too ran away but he didn't really. He is living in the muggle world for freedom reasons and I am living with him. We are deeply in love and he makes me happier than anyone else I could have ever imagined. Lord Black annulled the marriage of my parents and my mother is at last free of Lucius. By extension I am free of Lucius too. Myself and Harry see that if action is not taken now we will never be free and so this is what we are doing. My mother knows about it and so does Sirius Black Harry's god father. Essentially in the morning at ten thirty am we are getting married on Gringotts soil.

You're my best friend Blaise and I could never do this without you. Will you please come to my wedding tomorrow? I would be honoured if you would stand by my side as I say I do to the love of my life. We live in a fideliused house of which he himself is the secret keeper. The house itself is his but I now live there with him. Please don't share that with anyone else as he doesn't want anyone he doesn't trust knowing he is the secret keeper to his own home. The only reason you know of it is because I trust you with my life and he trusts me with his. I have never been allowed to be myself around Lucius because he wouldn't hear of it. He was going to force me to marry Parkinson. The fucking contract would have killed either of us had we said no or cheated. I needed to change my name and be free. When you see me from now on I will be myself and I will definitely be wearing brighter and better colours. No more of this every day is a funeral thing Lucius was forcing to me go through before. I am out and I am proud. Wear your smartest suit and please come.

Love your best friend,

Draco Warrens.

Blaise read it tearing up slightly. He could see why the compulsion charm was there now. He would of course come. Draco was his best friend for a reason. He would be supporting him no matter what. He sent off a reply that he would be there and told his parents he would be out all day and night with Draco tomorrow. They were fine about it telling him to have fun. Elsewhere Harry had written a similar letter and sent it off himself. Neville Longbottom was in his bedroom reading when the letter appeared there before him. He opened it and felt the same compulsion and read the note which fell out explaining why the compulsion was there in the first place and relaxed soon after.

Dear Neville,

This is one of the hardest letters I will ever write. To be honest for years I haven't been myself and I have been forcing issues which needed to stop. When I was growing up the muggle world with my relatives I was like their house elf and I was never allowed to have friends. Magic itself scared them more then they cared to ever admit to me and it made them vile as a consequence. When I first came to Hogwarts my first ever friend was Ron. I was indeed very happy to be his friend or to even have a friend that I didn't see how truly toxic he was for me. I didn't think anyone else wanted to be my friend but I can see now I didn't approach anyone else about it either. I am so sorry I never approached you about being friends. To be honest you were so clumsy you scared me. I know that's not very Gryffindor of me but I was always terrified you'd seriously hurt me by mistake.

I was always controlled every summer though. I begged not to be returned to my abusive relatives but Dumbledore who at the time was my magical guardian never once listened to me. He didn't care at all about me and I guess after everything with the tournament things between me, Ron and Hermione hit the fan hard. I just couldn't be friends with them anymore after I discovered Dumbledore had stolen money from me and given it to them which they took. Ron didn't understand why taking the money was wrong and just spent on new quidditch gear. It had been one thousand galleons. Hermione got the same amount and spent it on books. She then had the gall to tell me that because she'd not spent it on fashion or makeup that it was ok. She proclaimed she would not apologise for buying books and I saw red. I obliviated my relatives and moved next door to a fideliused house with myself as the secret keeper. Dumbledore cannot find me and has spent ages trying to figure out who this mysterious secret keeper is but he'll never find out if I have anything to say about it.

Don't take this as an insult Neville but you're not really suited to Gryffindor and neither am I. I just can't remain in a house that he would so blatantly favour over everything else no matter what. When I discovered he'd given Ron and Hermione my money I went to the bank to get healed and discovered he'd been feeding me hatred potions aimed at Draco Malfoy. They of course backfired on me because instead of simply hating him I wound up hating myself so much for doing it. I was healed and feel so much lighter and freer now. You may have noticed that I was a total mess last year what with the whole Yule Ball debacle and I was unable to face who I really was. Well no more. I am gay and happily gay at that. Suffice it say when Draco got in touch with me for a safe place to live I was terrified and confused but couldn't say no to him. He sounded so desperate I just couldn't turn him away.

He came to the house and got cleansed at the bank too. It was at this point that we both realised we'd been in a relationship but our minds had been erased and we'd been fed potions to hate one another. I have never felt more out of sorts then I did in that moment. It made me take a really good long look at all those in my life and who matter or don't. You matter Neville. You matter so damn much and because I was a fool I didn't see it. I am writing to you for many reasons really. I will be asking to be resorted when school starts up again and I'd like you to do it with me. Also I'd be honoured to be friends with my god-brother which I found out you were at the bank. You're an amazing guy Neville and I'm lucky I get to know you at all. Tomorrow in the presence of my godfather Sirius Black and his mother Narcissa Black at ten thirty am in the Goblin Nation Draco and I will be married. I would be honoured if you would wear your best suit and come. This is not a prank and I am deadly serious. I would rather have no one else standing my side as I say I do. When I found out we were family it honestly changed everything for me and I do mean everything. I had family who actually mattered living and it was you.

I Harry James Potter do hereby swear on my life and magic to protect and love my god-brother Neville Frances Longbottom for as long as we are both living. I will not reveal his secrets whether under imperius or truth serum so mote it be. Thanks for being so cool Neville.

Love your oh so handsome god brother,

Harry x.

Neville was stunned to the core as he read and re-read the letter multiple times. He'd never known they were bod brothers and from the way his grandmother had behaved clearly she'd not known about it either. He shed tears in some places and made the firm decision as he felt the magical vow taking hold that he would indeed ask to be resorted with Harry next year. He'd never liked admitting it but Gryffindor was definitely not a good fit for him. He'd always been targeted in that house and bullied by nearly everyone but Harry. Harry had never bullied him but hadn't exactly acknowledged him either. This letter did explain why though and he couldn't believe he'd been so abused. It just wasn't fair. He was further stunned when he realised there was more in the letter and pulled out another letter along with a vial. The letter explained that he should watch the memories in a pensive to understand the entire situation properly. It also explained that the memories were harrowing indeed but he'd need to see them to understand.

He was absolutely terrified as he poured the memories into the pensive and stepped into Harry's childhood. He emerged moments later more angry then he had ever been in his life. He was so angry that his magic escaped trashing his room and smashing his window. He'd be damned if he didn't go tomorrow. He calmed down enough to right his room again with great ease thanks to being free of the compulsions on blocks on him. He penned his response and sent it off using his new owl. Trevor the toad had died a few weeks ago and he was still a bit sad about that but very grateful for his new owl Midnight. Harry was at home when the owl delivered his response from Neville which he nervously took.

Dear Harry,

All you need to know is that I saw the memories, accidentally trashed my room with magic and broke my windows and that but it's all fixed now. I was beginning to wonder how long you were going to continue to take Ron's shit. He never once apologised to you and whether you know it or not did threaten others who wished to become your friend so no one ever tried after being hunted away by him a few times. To be honest this summer I myself was cleansed to put it mildly and I am no longer the same bumbling fool I was. I remember everything now with perfect recall and I have a new wand. Gryffindor doesn't suit me at all so I'll definitely be asking for a resorting. I read the rules which state clearly at any time you may ask to be resorted and the headmaster must comply. It says if you are sorted back into your old house then you must remain there otherwise you must move to your new house. I didn't know we were god brothers. I don't even think my grandmother knew it. I will of course attend your wedding in the morning and I am delighted for you. I Neville Frances Longbottom do hereby swear on my life and magic to love and support my god brother in all that he does and I will under no circumstances reveal his secrets to anyone whether under imperious or veritas serum so mote it be. Don't you worry god brother. I fully support you and anything you would choose to do. Thanks for choosing me.

Love your even more handsome god brother,

Neville x.

Harry cried tears of joy at that moment. He was of course roused from his thoughts by the mirror call of the so called Sirius Black impersonator. Blaise had told Draco he too would attend. Tomorrow would be a great day.