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Pris: glad u like it,, here's chapter 3

A/N: this story will be Harry/Draco later on, also major Dumbledore bashing, as I can't stand him.

            Bright sun light washed over the sobbing figure of Harry Potter, the boy who lived. His knees were pulled tight to his chest and his arms held them there. Tom, Tom, Tom, please find me. I know you will. I know you'll be angry, I wish you'd hit me again. Nobody dares to even touch me, but you. I crave you touch, I need it now!

            Someone picked up the sobbing Harry and carried him like a baby back inside. Harry curled into the man's hard, yet comforting chest and prayed it would be over soon. He needed to touch somebody, to be close. No one had ever been as close to him as Tom, physically that is. And it was that physical touch he needed. 

            The man laid him down on the big soft bed, all the cushions restored and all of the things Harry had broken were back in order. "Tom?"

            "Yes." The man leaned his back against the head rest and took Harry into his arms. "Darling you shouldn't have run away, you can trust me. Don't be afraid of me, like you were of those…others."

            Harry snuggled closer to Tom. "I wasn't afraid." Tom gave him a sarcastic look, Harry smiled. "Maybe I was, I'd never been touched, not like sexually, but just, hugged. Loved, comforted. Everyone was scared. I was the golden boy, the golden student, the golden virgin. Nobody could touch me. Even Sirius was scared to. All my life I dreamed of having someone who would always hold me, whenever I needed it." Harry scooted closer to Tom's face and planted a kiss on his soft pale lips.

            "Oh Harry," Tom whispered snuggling his face in the boy's ebony locks. "You are the type of person who can't live without touch, who needs love. I want to find the real you, I know you're there. I'm going to save you, form that person Dumbledore made you."

            Harry nearly cried again. "I wish I was in Slytherin. I wish I had never gone against the sorting hat, I'm not all that brave, am I?"

            "No Mon, Amor, you are brave, but not in the way of a lion. They Slytherin's always helped me, they touch, they aren't scarred of hugging, or cuddling, or clinging. Those Gryffindor scum think they're above asking for help, or touch or love."

            Harry laughed. "You're right. Much as I hate to say it.." tom have  him a teasing slap on the shoulder. "Your world view is a little disturbed, and maybe even ignorant, but on something's your views are impeccable."

            "So true Harry, so true."

            "I love being with you, love being around you, love everything about you. Or maybe it isn't you, maybe it's all you've done for me, how well you know me and understand me, I love you."

            Tom wasn't at all insulted. "Perhaps we're not soul mates, as many would say, but we are lovers, and I have helped you, maybe that's why you love me. But it doesn't matter, let's just enjoy the time we have, shall we?"

            "Yes," Harry said mischeviously, "shall we eat or screw?"

            Tom laughed. "I'm starved."

12 Grimmuald Place

            The entire house was readjusting for school. It was August 15th and the household was going to stay at the Leaky Cauldron until school started, it was better that they were in the house as little as possible. They were leaving that night. Everyone was packing, and slowly starting to come into better spirits, Sirius and Remus were more flirty and joked with each other. Draco smiled more, Hermonie had gotten strangely close to Blaise.

            "Are we all ready?" Sirius asked. They were lined up in the downstairs parlor, everyone was quiet so they didn't wake up Mrs. Black.

            "Yes," Draco said, his voice was becoming more and more the deep, almost laughing tone it used to be. "But can we please leave soon? I really want to find Pansy and Milly."

            "Their both total sluts." Hermione said disagreeably.

            "Monie!" Balise growled. "Pansy isn't a slut, that's just for show, neither is Milly, she's not as much a bitch as she used to be, besides she was jealous of you."

            "Why?" asked a shocked Hermione.

            Blaise shrugged. "You were prettier then her when you were younger, she's a bit of a late bloomer.." Draco laughed and slapped Blaise.

            "Blaise! She's very shy about that!"

            "I trust Monie, don't you?"

            "Of course!"

            "Great let's go!" Remus cut in. The conversation ended pointedly. All of them crowded around the fireplace, trunks in hand.  Sirius sprinkled the flow powder in fire place and transformed into snuffles. Remus went into the fire first, followed by Draco and Sirius, then Hermonie, and then Blaise.
            Blaise and Draco were sharing a room, Hermione's room connected to theirs, as she didn't want to be completely alone. Remus and Sirius had their own room as well. They were going to be joined by Bill Weasly soon. He was the only Weasly who was still friends with Sirius, Remus, and Harry. The Weasly's weren't to keen on Harry after he continuously got their children in danger.

            Blasie, Draco, and Hermonie were going out to Diagon Alley. Sirius and Remus were doing….things. Hermonie had changed into a pleated black skirt and a white button down shirt that was unbuttoned to expose a red camisole. Her wild hair was tucked behind her ear with a big red flower pin. Blaise was in a loose pair of black jeans and a looshish red t-shirt and a baseball hat. Draco was in jeans as well, but on top he was in a grey sweater that was cut so it exposed the top of his left shoulder and his collar bone.

            "Why are we going dressed as muggles?" Draco asked sullenly.

            "Because it's fun to stand out!" said Monie happily. "Now where shall we go first? I know the book store!" She dragged the complaining Draco, and very happy Blaise into the book store. Despite himself Draco actually found a very interesting looking book called 'Interview with a Vampire'. He started to read it and realized why Monie loved books. He piled as many books form the series in his arms and stumbled over to the counter to pay. Draco, now holding his books in a bag, found Monie and Blaise  outside.

            "Draco!" exclaimed Hermonie, "You actually bought books!"

            "Yes!" the blonde declared proudly. "Muggle books!" Monie hugged him, then kissed Blaise so he wouldn't be jealous. "Are you two… An item?"

            Both blushed. "Not really…" Blaise shrugged. "We're still working it out…"

            "aw…My friends have benefits!" Monie slapped him as did Blaise. Draco ran for it. They chased the blonde trying to slap him, when Draco ran right into someone. "Oh, sorry!"

            "You should be." The man happened to be Cornelius Fudge, the minister of Magic. "Mr. malfoy."

            Draco's mirth vanished. He drew himself to his full height and his blue eyes when ice cold again. "Just Draco please. I'm no longer a Malfoy."

            The minister looked shocked. "You've been disowned?"

            Draco scowled. "I disowned myself. I don't want to have anything to do with Lucious Malfoy, do hope you find some proof that he's a death eater, good day minister." With that Draco walked back into the crowd and found Hermonie and Blaise hiding inside a store. The blonde laughed and suggested they get some ice cream. Both agreed.

            "Draco this was a great idea! Now we don't need lunch!" Blaise laughed as he ate his very, very large banana split. Hermonie was buried in her book. Draco was looking out into the crowd and saw two very familiar faces.

            "Blaise it's Pansey and Milly!"

            "MILLY! PANSEY! COME AND JOIN US!" bellowed Blaise.

            Draco fingered his ear. "I didn't tell you to deafen me, fool!"

            "Draco!" Pansey shrieked. She gave him a huge hug, "Blaise!" Milly did as well.

            "Granger?" Milly asked.

            "Hermione." Blaise corrected.

            "We're on speaking terms with a Gryffindor?" Pansy said with disgust. Hermione glared at Pansy.

            "Yes we are. She saved my life after my father cast me out. She's not as bad as all those other Gryffindorks." Said Draco, Hermonie gave a small laugh.

            "In that case," Milly said. She jumped over and hugged Hermione. "Thank you so much for taking care of Draco! he's an idiot, really, the only thing he could've done on his own was be a whore or a stripper!"

            Draco looked like he was considering the idea when Pansey and Hermione slapped him. "Ouch! I'm just kidding!"

            Hermonie quickly found that Pansy and Milly were quiet agreeable, and was talking openly to them now.

            "Wait a minute," Pansy, "Where's Potter?"

            Hermonie drew in a sharp breath, Blaise almost threw up, and Draco actually got up and left the table.

            "Did I say something wrong?" Pansy asked, her eyes shining with concern.

            "No." Hermione half-whispered. "It's….difficult to explain, I promise I will, but its…..We'll explain later."

            Pansy didn't like the answer, but she settled with it because she didn't want to hurt her and Monie's tender friendship.

            "Hey look!" said Monie, "It's Seamus and Dean, do you mind if I go talk to them?"

            "No, but we'll come to." Draco said coming up behind her and hugging her.

            "Draco?" Hermione asked.

            "It's a slytherin thing, we hug like this all the time, even if we're not together. We need to touch and be loved, Monie, Gryffindor's don't. And since you'll be spending so much time with us you should be a bit more Slytherin, we're already getting more and more like a Gryffindor." The blonde explained. Hermione nodded, she wasn't totally comfortable, but she accepted.

            "Shouldn't I talk to them alone? I mean they don't like Slytherins." Said Monie.

            Milly rolled her eyes. "They'd better get used to us, cause we'll be hanging out a lot with you this year."

            Monie laughed. "Come on clingy," she said to Draco, who laughed. "Dean Seamus!"

            The two boys waved at her, then noticed the Slytherins and jumped to their feet.

            "Hermione you realize there's a  bunch of Slytherin's behind you!" Dean growled.

            "Yes I do. Their my friends."

            "Your joking." Said Seamus, shocked.

            "No."

            "Are you with Malfoy?! He's hugging you!"

            Hermione sighed. "His name's Draco, he's not a Malfoy anymore. He's ready to turn over a new leaf and Clingy wants to say something to you both."

            Draco shot her a glare. "I'd like to apologize for being a bitch to you the past few years. I have been a prat and a stuck up bastard." Said the blonde, not moving form his position on Hermione. Seamus and Dean were startled. "Really I'm serious no need to gawk."

            "Um…Are you guys…Friends?" Dean asked oddly.

            "Yeah," Milly said softly, "we'd really appreciate it if you would be willing to get to know us before you judge us just because we're Slytherins, I assure none of us are with Voldemort."

            "Well, lets sit down shall, we?" Seamus asked, turning on his charm, "So Milly, what kind of music do you like?"

            While Milly and Seamus flirted Pansy got more acquainted with Monie. Draco actually started to read his book, and Blaise was talking to Dean. To Monie, Draco, and Blaise's enjoyment Seamus and Dean didn't ask about Harry.

            Everything was going perfect, Sirius and Remus were happily…doing things together…Blaise and Monie were together officially, and best of all Draco wasn't having nightmares anymore. He dreamt of Harry, very often, nightly almost, but they were good dreams. They were healing. None of them were feeling like they were forgetting about Harry by healing, it was what he wanted.

            It was perfect, until the rat came.

            "Tom?"

            "Yes my love?" he asked, snuggling into Harry.

            "You said you would do anything for me, because of….Blaise's family." Said Harry.

            "Yes my dove," Tom said mischievously, "I suppose I do,"

            Harry looked nervous for a moment, but then began. "You know how much Sirius means to me. And you know he is still…considered guilty. Pettigrew is an incompetent fool, he got three men killed in Albania,"

            "How did you know that!?" Tom exclaimed.

            "I over heard you talking to the Death Eaters, send Pettigrew away, give him to Remus. Please?"

            "So Sirius could be proven innocent…" said Tom, lost in thought. "I suppose, I do know how much you love Sirius."

            "I never said I loved him!" Harry said.

            "I can tell by the way you act. Harry you love many people, there's nothing wrong with it. Many people are like that, don't try and hide it from me, I am not a jealous lover, never have been, never will be. Love whom you will, hate, even screw. But you will always love me."

            Harry sighed, he curled into that hard chest. "You know me to well."

            "I simply know myself. Harry I'll give up Pettigrew if it'll make you happy. You've been so much…more distant after…the incident. I hate seeing you distant. If it were anyone else I would kill them, I do have a reputation you know."

            Harry laughed. "I know Tom, I know. Do you mean it? You'll really help Sirius?"

            "No, I'll help myself by helping you."

            Harry just nodded. They didn't lie, it was a rule between them. "Thank you anyway, will he be delivered in a jar, with no air, after three rounds of Crucio! And I demand you to use the scary voice with him!"

            Tom laughed, his deep rich laugh. "I love it when you're so innocently sadistic, of course, whatever you say."

            Harry nearly cried and flung himself around Tom's neck. Tom laughed, Harry cried with joy, Sirius was going to be free!

The Leaky Cauldron

            "Sirius there's a package!" Remus shouted to his lover in the shower.

            "From who?"

            "Doesn't say!"

            "I'll be out in a minute!" Sirius yelled. He emerged form the bathroom a few minutes later, clad in a black bathrobe. "let me open it!" Remus laughed and let the ex-convict unwrap the package like a gleeful child. Then he gasped. "Remus?"

            Remus looked at the package, a single note was tied around a wooden crate. The not was signed Harry James Potter. "HERMIONE, DRACO, BLAISE!" The three teens were assembled in their room in seconds. Hermione saw the note and ran into Blaise crying, Blaise actually passed her to Draco and vomited violently. Draco was shaking.

            "Jesus Christ, Sirius for god's sakes read it!" Remus whispered, he hugged Draco to try and stop the boy's shaking, but it didn't work.

            "Dear Sirius, Remus, Blaise, Hermione, and Draco.

Yes it is Harry, I'm not dead, dismembered or…otherwise. I'm perfectly fine. I haven't been harmed in anyway, I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life. I dearly hope you all are recovering from my leaving, and I pray the world doesn't know about it. Tom treats me wonderfully, more then wonderfully. It's like finally being home, happy, loved. We had a great party for me. In the box is…well bluntly Peter Pettigrew. He's deeply sedated, tortured and disturbed (don't worry Siri I made sure he was very well tortured..evil grin" Sirius read, he was in tears, when he read the last bit he smiled. "I hope you hit that bastard for me! I knew you were a sadistic little kid." He continued to read. I even hit him once for you Siri! (well actually a lot). And of course Remmie I made sure he was verbally abused by Tom and I gave him a Crucio or two for you.

            The werewolf laughed. Normally the thought of Harry performing an unforgivable was…disgusting and evil, but in Pettigrew's case, it was not only hilarious, but very fulfilling.

            Sirius continued. "But back to business. Blaise, if you're with  them I'm so sorry about you family. I don't know what happened to your sister, but I'll try to find out, and help her if I can. I hope you and Monie are together (finally) you latterly fancied the pants of her! Monie, I miss you so much. I hope you're doing alright, silly to say really. Make sure Draco does his reading! Jesus I'm trying not to cry. I hope I can see you again at Peter's trail, am working on Tom now.

And Draco…please don't worry about me, don't feel guilty. I know you do! Don't it was my decision. You keep doing your reading, I hope the Slytherin's are still talking to you even after your dad disowned you. Don't worry he's not very happy here. Tom's mad at him for getting rid of You, Tom thought you were dead sexy…lol. Don't know how anyone couldn't it is you..lol.

Anyway, how to use the rat. Remus call up the ministry tell them you found Peter Pettigrew and that Sirius is innocent. Bring both Sirius, human form, decently dressed, and Peter, if he gives you grief as a human…tell him Tom is coming. That'll freak him out! Have fun with it guys. I miss you all dearly. And I love all of you. If I don't see you all at the trail, then I doubt I ever will. I'll write as often as I can.

With my best wishes, dearest apologies, and deepest love,

- Harry James Potter"

Draco broke down crying. Hermione pulled him into to Blaise and herself. Remus hugged Sirius tightly, Sirius cried. With trembling fingers the werewolf opened the crate and found inside was a little jar and inside was a little rat. Remus steadied himself quickly, to quickly. He went to call the ministry and Hogwarts. Sirius took Draco into his arms and soothed the sobbing teenager. Hermione went to take a shower. Blaise was lying on the bed, starring at the calling. 

"If we don't see him at the trail…" Draco whispered thought his sobs, he trailed off. "We'll never see him again. Never! Sirius you won't let it happen! Please, please make Harry come!" Wracking sobs shook Draco's slender figure. He shivered violently. Sirius tucked him under the covers of his own bed, Blaise was still unmoving on Remus' bed. "Never see him again. Never hear his laugh, never tease him…" Draco whispered. Sirius was starting to cry again. He started to yell violently at the rat. Draco slept. Blaise lay on the bed crying. Hermione joined him dressed in pajama's.

When Remus returned, nearly three hours later a date had been set for Sirius' trial. Sirius went into hysterics, finally, after Draco, Blaise, and Hermione were asleep in Remus' bed. Remus did his best to comfort Sirius.

"It's all my fault!" Siri moaned, his voice choked form sobs. "It's my fault Peter's in a jar and that James and Lily are dead, that Harry's got no parents, that your step dad hit you, that everything's fucked up!"

"No it's not!" Remus snapped, gathering the man in his arms. "Shush it's not your fault. Peter practically begged to be in that damn jar! You could never have guessed  he would betray us, James and Lily sure as Hell don't blame you! Harry doesn't have parents, but he has us still! And it's not your fault that that bastard was a crazy, sadistic sex-obsessed, blood thirsty, abusive maniac! And a lot in the fucking world fucked up! None of it is your fault!"

Sirius cried harder, "Fine, you win that, but it is my fault that Harry went with Volemort!" Remus was deathly silent, he struggled to keep his emotions in check. The last thing anyone needs is for you to break down as well! Stay strong, you can cry later! The werewolf critically while he made shushing noises to Sirius. He kissed his lovers head and murmured soothing words.

"It's not your fault, I would have given my life for you, in a second I would have jumped for you. No one asked Harry to offer himself. None of us even dreamed he would have the balls to do that. In a twisted way Harry was right, now not only he's safer, but so are we. It's not a good way to be safer, but it certainly is a very smart and insightful of him, but so…un-Harry. Sirius somehow I don't think we even know Harry! The Harry we knew would never have dreamed of even speaking a civil word to Voldemort, let alone kiss him!"

"Oh Remmie don't you dare bring that up!" Sirius howled. "Don't you dare! We've got enough on our minds right now! Don't torture yourself to try to see every view of the damn situation! I just want him to be happy! I just want you to be happy! I just want everything to be alright again! Why cant everything be happy?!"

"Because….that's just how it is. Someday we'll live happily ever after, I promise, but…It could be a while Siri. But someday, we'll get our own fairy tale ending." Said Remus. Sirius cried softly still, eventually he slipped into sleep, Remus joined him. They'd deal with Peter, and Fudge, and Dumbledore, and Harry in the morning, as of now he only wanted to have Sirius in his arms. 

A/N: whatcha think? Review and tell me! I know having Peter delivered to them seems a little fairy taleish, but I promise dealing with Fudge won't be! wink Ok here's a little teaser for the next chapter.

            "Tom I have to go!" Harry screamed. "I have to go as another witness that Sirius is innocent! You damn well know he is!"

            "Yes I know he is! I arranged this so he'd be in Azkaban forever!" his lover screamed back at him.

            "Well fuck you for it! Never counted on me did you! Fuck you!" Harry spat. "I can't believe you! Not jealous my fuckin' ass!"

            Tom lost his composure completely. "How dare you accuse me of being jealous! I've bent over backwards for you and what do you do? You fuckin' just keep pushin' it! don't you?! I sent them the rat in a box! If they can't prove him innocent then they're fools!"

            "They are the only people how have ever givin' a shit about me! I'm alive because of them! Other people only care because I'm the golden boy! I'm going to fuckin' save them from you!" Shouted Harry, he was almost crying.

            "You could never defeat me! not in the past and not ever! You love me, you idiot! The day you kill me is the day you die!" Tom screamed.

            "You don't know that!"

            "Yes I do, Harry! You are me! you are me! there is nothing about you that I could not have learned to have. I could have been good, kind, polite! I chose to be this way! Now you fuckin' chose! Are you this me or another me! You are me!"

well I hope your all salivating, that all for now folks!