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~ Secret Promises/Hard Decisions  ~

I just came from arguing with Rohan. He's not talking but I'm shaking with rage…. And uncertainty. He kissed me… and not a quick chaste kiss, oh no! He had me pinned to the wall and engaged me in tonsil hockey. What is hockey? Honestly, I don't know but I don't care. He kissed me…. And I think I liked it. Because he was rough… Not like Harry who is soft and gentle and innocent. Rohan knows what he wants (me) and how to get it (that I don't know)… And not only does it piss me off, it excites me. It's a CHALLENGE… I love a challenge…but Harry… I'll have to protect him as long as I can. I come to the Dining Hall when someone's calling to me. I turn to look and Ron, oddly enough, is jogging up to me with an odd look on his face.

"Draco… I'm glad I caught you before you got in… I need to talk to you…"

"About what?" I ask him arching an eyebrow elegantly. "And where's Harry?" A wince.

"He's sleeping… He said he was going to pass on dinner… He asked me to tell you he was sorry and he'd see you in the morning…"

"Is he sick?" This isn't good.

"No I think he was just tired… When we woke up this morning he said he hadn't slept well… Probably caught up with him…" he says with a small smile thing on his face.

"Will you tell him that I love him for me then?" I ask him. He nods to me.

"Of course I will…" he says as he goes into the hall and sits at his table. I hope Harry's all right.

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Yes. He believed me! I eat a bit before leaving, pleading I'm just not hungry and want to try and get some more of the report I have done.

Ginny is reluctant to let me go but allows me to leave. I all but fly back up to the dormitory when I was out of everyone's sight. I just hope Harry is still asleep. I don't know what he'd do if he woke up alone…
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"Ronnie?" I groan as I wake up. I know I'm in a bed and I know for a FACT I left Draco's side. I look around, groaning again as I sat up. I'm in our room, but Ron's not there and it's getting dark… I curl up, shivering. "Ron? Please tell me you're here…" Nothing. Oh God… I whimper, burying my face in my arms that are resting on my knees.

"Please, I don't want to be alone…. I don't want to be hurt again… Please…" I hear a door slam and I jump, scrambling into a corner. "Please be Ron… Don't be Him… please be Ron…" I whisper as I hear footsteps climbing up the stairs and our door bursts open. I bury my face in my arms again waiting for something bad to happen.

"Harry?!" Ron? I blink and take a breath. "God! Harry!" I'm pulled into strong arms and lifted back into Ron's bed. "Are you all right?" he asks me as he brushes some hair away from my face.

"Ronnie?" I ask him touching his face as he nods seeing as how he'd removed my glasses when I fell asleep apparently, I can't see well. "Oh no! I was supposed to meet Draco!" I say completely panicked. "He'll be upset!"

"I told him you were sleeping… He wanted to know if you were sick.. I told him you just didn't sleep well…and that it caught up to you. He asked me to tell you he loves you," Ron tells me gently. Ron actually covered for me?

"You didn't tell him about…"

"No. You didn't want me to so I didn't," he tells me and I sigh with relief.

"Thank you Ronnie…" I whisper before leaning into his arms and drifting off again before he nudges me. "What?"

"Well, frankly, you need food," he says, right as my stomach grumbles. I blush, he smirks. "See? And you should probably move to your own bed."

"Ron, I don't feel comfortable sleeping there after the note…" I whisper to him clinging tightly to him and hiding my face in his loose robes.

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Oh Harry, I'll find whoever is responsible for this and make them pay. "All right then you can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep in yours…" He sniffles and looks at me for a moment. He wants to stay by me for comfort… I can tell. He finally nods, agreeing to my proposal.

"Okay Ron, if you think that's best…" he says quietly. I pull him into my lap and rock him gently.

"Don't worry Harry… I promise, I won't let him hurt you…"
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It's been a few hours… I sneaked into the kitchen and got something for Harry to eat from Dobby and then came back up and helped him to change after he ate. He's shaking pretty badly from time to time and that really worries me… I wonder if I could get something from Madame Pomfrey for him without telling her it's him… Anyway, I finally got him to sleep. I'm just hoping that my scent clinging to the sheets is enough to keep him calm for the night… I climb into Harry's bed and sigh. His vanilla scent clings to the sheets and for now that's enough to tell me things are all right at the moment…
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I toss and turn. Harry isn't well, and he's not telling anyone… Not even his roommate or me! I get up and start pacing my private room. This is nerve racking. This is troublesome. I hope that nothings happened and he's keeping it from me…
A near silent knock sounds at my door as Rohan enters. "Restless and stressed? Dear Draco you might need a vacation…" he purrs.

"Get out." Simple request with a simple refusal.

"No… I want to stay here, all night…"

"And I say Hell No!" He ignores me and walks up to me after shutting the door.

"Is that really what you want?"

"Of course it is!" I snap at him but he suddenly steps behind me and starts massaging my tense muscles. "Only for a few moments then you have to leave," I say in more of a breathy moan than I'd have liked.

"We'll see," he purrs as he directs me over to the bed. "Lay down on your stomach and I'll give you more of a massage." I comply and he climbs atop me and begins his massage.

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I'd lain with Harry twice… Both times were slow and sweet, as he was very nervous about it. Rohan, is the exact opposite. He's rough and demanding, but amazingly he knows when to keep his mouth shut. Instead of calling out with his release, he pulled me down and kissed me again moaning quietly into it. I know he didn't want me to force him to leave but I told him I do have a boyfriend and I don't want him walking out of my room in the morning when people were up.

He had smirked and trailed a hand down my chest. "I'll see you tomorrow then…" and with that he left and I went about damning myself for giving in to a few caresses.

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I sit straight up in bed. Ron's bed. I sigh and try to calm down my breathing. Ron seems to still be asleep. I don't want to wake him but I need to talk to someone. Someone to tell me it was all just some really bad dream… That it wasn't some sort of warning or anything.

I crawl out of Ron's bed and into my own and shake him gently. He moans and grumbles something and turns over on his other side. I shake him again. "Ronnie…" he rolls back over and looks at me sleepily.

"Harry? What's wrong?" he asks me. I snuggle up to him and bite back tears.

"I… I had a dream and…" I trail off. Ron wraps his arms around me, stroking my back soothingly while whispering it was all right.

"I promise…" he says. He keeps promising that and I believe that he will do anything he can to make sure that everything will be all right for me.

"Ron… It was him, from Divination, and he…" I bury my face in Ron's shoulder. "He was with Draco and… and…" The arms tighten.

"Harry, Draco loves you… Do you honestly think that he'd leave you from some creep?"

"No." I answer over a long pause. My stomach hurts… I snuggle closer to Ron and yawn.

"You should go back to sleep…" he tells me as he loosens his arms.

"That's what I'm doing," I tell him as I drift off again in his arms.

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I can't help but pull Harry tightly against me. He trusts me to keep the nightmares at bay, so I'll do whatever he thinks I can to help and if holding him helps him I'll do that…
He saw Draco with that guy from earlier… screwing with Draco… Either Harry's just trying to put a face to the note writer and that's the product of it, or the guy who wrote that note is just doing whatever he can to manipulate Harry's fears. Whatever it is, I'm going to get to the bottom of it…
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When we wake up in the morning, Harry clings tightly to me. "Thank you, Ronnie…" he says and looks up to me with worried but strangely calm eyes.

"You're welcome, Harry," I tell him and narrow my eyes on his cheeks. "Harry, please tell me who did that to you… You're cheeks look like they're going to bruise…"

He winces. I can't blame him… "Draco was just a little rough… It's all right though Ron… He was just worried about me and he didn't realize how tight of a grip he had on my face…" He looks away from me.

"All right… But, please promise me that you'll tell, if he ever hurts you Harry…" He looks to me almost angry.

"Ron, are you trying to say that Draco would abuse me?!"

"No. I'm saying that I'd want to know and not be left in the dark when I could be helping you…"

"I can't believe this!" Harry says as he pulls away and grabs his clothes. I jump out of the bed after him and grab him, albeit gently, and turn him to face me.

"Harry. I'm not saying that Draco would… I'm just saying that if he ever says something or does something that upsets you, I want to know so you don't have to hold it in…"

"Whatever…" he says pulling away from me and changing before running out of the room.

I am so pissed off at myself that I deck the wall scraping my knuckles pretty badly and leaving a bit of blood on the wall. I sigh and riffle through my bag with my good hand and find bandages to wrap the other with. I'm glad we don't have Divination today, I'd have to suffer through sitting next to Harry for a whole hour while he ignores me.

I change and head down to breakfast. Ginny sees me and waves me over. I head over though I'm reluctant.

"Ron! What happened to your hand?!" she asks taking it in hers.

"It had a run in with an unforgiving wall," I say bitterly as I yank my hand back and eat my breakfast in silence. Harry doesn't look at me, I don't look at him. And knowing that I can't, hurts.

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Did Ron and Harry fight again? I wonder what's going on with them. It's like they can't seem to get along. I'll ask Harry about it after breakfast. Rohan sits down next to me and smiles.

"How are you today, Draco?" he asks me in his ever mysteriously chipper mood.

"All right, why do you ask?"

"I was trying to start a conversation… Kill me if it's wrong…" he says with a shrug.

The moment Harry leaves the hall is the moment I'm getting up and heading after him. I can tell Rohan is scowling.

"Harry!" I call to him as he starts up a staircase.

"Draco," he smiles slightly as he turns to me and comes down into my arms, which I wrap around him in an almost crushing hold.

"What's wrong?" I ask him releasing the hold a bit and tipping his head to look at me.

"Nothing…"

"Did you and Ron fight again?"

"I didn't sleep well… It was my fault… I was going to apologize later when he's a bit calmer because I know I upset him… Draco, you're holding me too tight," he finishes in a whisper and I comply, releasing my hold so that my hands rest on his waist gently. He sighs in relief. He seems so fragile. I swear, something had to have happened to him that wasn't pertaining to Voldemort…he's too jumpy.

"Sorry… Are you sure?" I ask and he nods. "Maybe you should see Madame Pomfrey about you're sleeping…"

"I'm sure it's just back to school anxiety…" he tells me with a small smile. "I need to go and get my stuff from my room, Draco… I'll see you later…" he gives me a peck on the cheek before retreating. I sigh and watch him go. Wait, why didn't he kiss me on the lips? He rarely kisses my cheek anymore as a first kiss of the day… Maybe it's one of those mornings for him… I don't know. I head off to my own dormitory to try and collect my thoughts before class.

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Ron's hand was wrapped as if he'd cut it… I wonder what happened… I walk into the room and scan to see if maybe he left some sign. There on the wall near where we had been standing… A bloody fist mark… I lightly touch it and a tear springs to my eyes. It's my fault he's hurt…

"It didn't hurt… I just didn't want to bleed all over the place…" I spin and see him in the door, watching me.

"I'm sorry Ron… I don't know what got into me."

"No Harry, I'm sorry… I shouldn't have said that…"

"But now I understand why…" I say and I walk over to him. "And I will tell you…"

"That's all I wanted to hear…" he tells me giving me a quick hug. "C'mon… McGonagall will pitch a fit if we're late…" he says picking up his bag and heading to the door.

"Will you tell her that I'll be there as soon as I can?" I ask him grabbing my bag.

"Why?" he asks startled by the question, he turns to face me quickly.

"I'm going to see Madame Pomfrey… You're right Ron… I need to see here…" I don't mention that Draco has suggested it as well. Ron's point is a bit more valid as he knows I'm not just having the sleeping troubles.

"All right…" he says as he heads his way and I head mine…

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She's kind of busy apparently there's a rash of allergies… Once they're all gone she motions me over. "What seems to be the problem, Mister Potter?" she asks me.

"Well, I've been having a lot of problems sleeping, Madame Pomfrey… And it's causing me to be really moody with everyone and I like to know if you had any recommendations?"

"Any other symptoms Mister Potter?" She asks me with an odd look on her face. I shrug just slightly.

"My stomach's been unsettled but I'm sure its just anxiety…"

"All right then, give me just a moment and I'll give you a potion to help you," she tells me as she bustles into a room. She comes back out and tells me the instructions. I slip it carefully into my bag and thank her. She gives me a small piece of parchment, a pass, and sends me off to class.

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I hate running errands… Who does he think he is anyway? Sending ME, Draco Malfoy on an errand?! Preposterous.

I see a flash of gold and scarlet coming from the Hospital wing. "Harry?" I ask. He peeks around the corner and smiles to me.

"Draco! I can't talk now, love, I need to get to class."

"You're not sick are you?"

"Of course not!" he smiles to me as he heads off. "I'll see you at lunch!"

And with that he's gone. He is sick. I knew it! Weasley lied! That redhead and I are going to have a talk!

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Mrs. McGonagall was understanding of Harry's tardiness. She took the parchment and sent him to his seat next to me. He smiled to me and then turned his attentions to the class. After it was over, I helped to gather our things. "What did Pomfrey have to say?"

"She gave me a potion that should help me sleep better and with the anxiety," he tells me as puts his book away.

"Good, I was worried about you," I smile to him as we walk out of the room. He sticks by my side and jokes about something; I smile and snicker along with him. But, for some reason, my heart isn't in it.

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Malfoy asked to speak with me after Harry had disappeared into the dining hall. Ten to one, Harry's gonna notice I'm missing a lot faster than Malfoy wanted.

"What is it Draco?" I ask him politely.

"Have you been lying to me about Harry's health?"

"What?!"

"Have you?! I saw him coming from the hospital wing!"

"Draco, all he's told me is he hasn't slept well, he keeps blaming it on Back-to-school anxiety," I tell him steadily.

"What's going on?! I know you know something Weasley!"

"Know something? Besides Harry's utter devotion to you? And that he developed a bit of an anxiety problem? Well, you know, please inform me," I snap heading towards the dining hall.

"Don't you dare turn your back to me, Weasley!" Ow… The castle wall is once again unforgiving to my body as I'm slammed against it by Draco. He's got a hold of my robes, keeping me in place.

"What the fuck is your problem?!"

"What is Harry not telling me?!"

"He tells you things he doesn't tell me! What makes you think its the other way around?"

"Don't get too close to my boyfriend, Weasley. Just because you're his best friend, doesn't mean that I'm going to let you flirt with him…" I'm released so roughly that I fall to the ground. I just lost my appetite…

I stand as Draco walks away and head for the dormitories. I need a shower.

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I see Draco but I don't see Ron… Dra wouldn't hurt, Ronnie… would he? Of course not, what am I thinking?

"Harry, are you all right?" Hermione asks me.

"Fine…" I lie. "Just spaced out a moment… I was just thinking…"

"About you're hot lil' boyfriend?" Seamus asks me. I blush.

"He is a catch… But I prefer mine," Dean says locking his arms around the Irish wizard. Seamus gives him a quick kiss to the nose before batting his hands away.

"Save it for a closet or the bedroom, Dean… not the dinner table!" he tells him sternly.

"That a promise?"

"Aye…" Dean grins and returns his attention to other conversations and the food.

I leave sooner than I planned on, pleading I needed to rest. The group knew of the anxiety I was developing. Seamus says it's because I had to grow up too fast and kept so much in for so long. Dean agreed and said it was probably a phase.

Lee Jordan, who didn't leave when the twins did, smiles to me. "I understand the anxiety thing… The twins were my reprieve from it. Just keep a level head as much as possible. You'll pull through," he said as I walked past him.

"Thanks, Lee…"

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I lean against the shower wall, watching the water cascade down the tiled surface. I don't know why but I brought it with me… A small blade. I had used it as my tool of release over the summer…and I shall use it again.

I lift it up and wash away the state of un-use that it held before bringing it to the skin of my shoulder. I watch as I press it into the creamy skin and crimson surfaces around the peach of my skin and the silver of the blade.

"I'm sorry Harry… I know you'd tell me to stop," I whisper as the water whispers over the new cut, "but I don't want to hurt you… I'll relieve my pain so it can not fall on you… And I'll help with yours as much as I can…"

I wash the blade of my crimson life force and smile morbidly at the cut that scars my once perfect shoulder. I turn off the water, dry off, and change before hiding the blade in my pocket. I give it a pat as I head back towards my room.

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"Ron?" I ask as I open the door. I step inside to the darkness of the room.

"Looking for your room-mate? What about your boyfriend?" Light floods the room and there he is! That Guy from Divination!

"What are you doing here? How did you get in?" I demand.

"Not paying attention to the note I gave you Potter, is a bad move!" he says getting off my bed. My hand reaches for my wand but he quickly disarms me. "You can't have both, pick!"

"What are you talking about?!"

"Did you like the little show I gave you last night with your boyfriend? You never did tell me he was so good in the sack…"

"What?! Who are you?!" I'm enraged now. I want to beat him into the ground, but something makes me listen to him.

"OH, you'll find out… But still, he's really good isn't he?" he whispers to me in a conspirator's voice.  That was the last straw, I reach out and smack him.

"How DARE you come in here and imply that my boyfriend would cheat on me! Draco loves me!"

"Believe what you want, but you saw it…" he whispers in a hiss. He's glaring at me and before I know it, I'm backed into a wall. A hand connects to my chest knocking the wind from me, I start becoming limp as I cough and gasp for air. "What charming curse should I use on you as your first warning?" I stare up at him in horror as he raises his wand…
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As I reach the door, something isn't right. I can tell. I open the door and step in. "HEY!" I yell as I see a figure standing over Harry. I have my wand out in record time and disarm him. He looks to me, that guy from two days ago. Damn him! "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"You're next on my list Weasley!" With that, he disappeared. I dash over to Harry who's crying, while coughing and wheezing.

"Harry?" I ask touching his shoulder lightly. He looks up at me.

"Why is he doing this to me?" he asks me. I shake my head.

"I don't know…" Harry seems to take it well enough. He pulls himself together and mutters something about a shower. I nod to him as he leaves. When he's gone, I hide my blade. I don't want him finding it and questioning me. I lay down on my bed waiting for Harry to come back so I can make sure he's okay. I must have drifted off because the door shutting wakes me.

"Why weren't you at dinner?" he asks me, lying beside me.

"Just, wasn't hungry… I lost my appetite rather suddenly…" This was true… I lost it the instant Draco threatened me.

"Draco didn't…. hurt you did he?"

"No!" I think I said that too quickly. He looks at me funny. Cover up! "I mean, why would your boyfriend hurt me? I'm your best friend… I'm one of the ones who try to make sure you're okay…"

He smiles sadly. "That doesn't mean he doesn't have sudden fits of jealousy."

"Jealousy?!" I squawk. You mean he really might know?! Oh FUCK!

"Yes… He can be… possessive at times… I don't understand it sometimes, but I guess that's his nature…"

"Harry, talk to me… You're upset…" He moves to come closer but I put distance between us again. He stops and looks at me. I'm watching him from the corner of my eye. He looks hurt. He goes to move closer again, and again I prevent it.

"Did I do something wrong, Ronnie?" No I did… I didn't stop you in the first place.

"No."

"Then why won't you let me touch you?" he whispers. He sounds really hurt.

"I just…." I look over at him, and sigh. "Come here," I say pulling him over so he can use me as a pillow. He nuzzles closer.

"You're almost like a brother to me Ronnie… Don't ever leave me," he asks, and I can tell he's going to cry. I wrap him in a hug.

"I promise, that I won't leave you alone… ever." Harry takes a ragged breath before telling me all his woes. How Draco suddenly is not being as gentle as he had been, which hurt Harry's much slighter frame. Harry was still fairly ill nourished so he was much more, you can't call it dainty, but certainly more fragile than the dragon he was dating.  He told me of how Madame Pomfrey had given him a weird look when he explained his problems and of how he was worried for me and Draco with the psycho after him. That would make two psychos and he wasn't pleased. He told me of how much he missed me over the summer and wished he could have owled but Draco kept him very busy, mostly with normal romantic things. He whispered to me how afraid he was and how he thought he was too weak to handle all of this. 

I whispered my praises, apologies, forgiveness, and general uplifting things in return to calm him.

He finished with a small, "I wish things were different… I know in a way, you understand but…. I don't know… At least I still have you…" After which he gave me a kiss on the cheek and moved to his own bed.

I made him promise to wake me up if he had anything during the night that bothered him. He promised.

Tomorrow… I can't be so near to him. And though that may hurt him slightly, I'll have to do it or Draco will take me from Harry's side… and I refuse to let that happen.