A/n- First things first, If your reading 'Some Kind of Feeling' and think she's copying me. SHE NOT! She came up with the idea first and is very kindly letting me use it. And if you haven't read it yet you should cause its a great story and I don't know what drug was using when they booted her story off...there was nothing against the rules. So all go and read and review Maximum Poofy-Pissed Off Queen's 'Some Kind Of Feeling'.

Okay now that I got that out off my chest, I want to thank everyone so much because I had no idea when I first posted that I would get this many reviews. THANK YOU!! I know it's been awhile since I last updated but school had started up and this year of high school is important if I want to get into a good college, so I'll probably only update on weekends. Don't worry I will finish this story.

Now I hope you like this chapter and remember to review. I love reading them and they do make me write faster.

Ps- Any idea of who the second guy is? Well guess what! I'm not telling.. not yet anyway.

Added scene right after Harry passes out in math class, he has a flashback from when he got to Tom Riddle's house.

Guess who?

Life had been going well for Harry and Draco, his mother was still a bit stiff with Draco but she was a whole lot better and didn't make a fuss when the blonde came over, he just couldn't come over when Lily wasn't home. Sirius had gone back to New Orleans but promised to call a lot. School had been going well, even if the teachers were putting a lot of pressure on them for picking careers and what colleges to attend. And he hadn't seen Tom, maybe it was his mind playing a trick on him, but in the back of his mind he knew that it wasn't. Not that Harry mentioned it to Draco or his mum; it was best not to worry them.

"Hey kiddo how are you?" James voice came through the other line. He had call just as Harry was about to take a shower. As he sank down on his bed he realized how much he missed his father being around all the time.

"Fine dad, I miss you." Harry told him honestly.

"I miss you too. And that was another reason I was calling you; your brother is coming to visit and I was wondering if you would like to come visit as well."

"I would love too! When is Louis arriving?" Maybe his mum would come too and the two of them could spend some time alone... ah the possibilities.

"Thanksgiving weekend, Sirius, Remus and his family will be here too." James told him. His dad had always like having people in the house, it made things more crazy, loud and fun. Just like him.

"That's, beep, ah wait a second dad I have another line." Harry clicked the flash button. "Hello?" Nothing but silence met him. "Hello?" Harry tried one more time before clicking the flash button again.

"Dad?"

"Yeah, who was on the other line?" James asked him at once out of habit.

"Um no one, maybe it was just a wrong number." There was a prolonged pause between them. Harry knew what his dad was thinking and was hoping that he wouldn't bring the subject up but as luck would have it he did.

"Harry you wouldn't-." His dad started but Harry cut him off, knowing where it was going.

"Dad it was nothing, you know that happens all the time. And I wouldn't hide something like that again. You know I don't want this to start over once more." The raven- haired boy finished quietly.

"I just don't want anything to happen to you, I love you Harry." James said heavily.

"I love you too Dad." Beep. "Dad I have another line." Before his dad could say anything he flashed to the other line.

"Hello." He all but snapped.

"Whoa you sound tense anything up?" It was Ron. (A/n- You though it was going to be Draco. Hehe)

"Nothing, you wanna hold on or call back later my dad is on the other line."

"Just call me when you're done talking to your dad, I need help on my homework and Hermione's at piano practice." Ron said and Harry could almost see the boy rolling his eyes.

Harry laughed. "Sure thing bye."

"Bye." Harry flashed back.

"Who was it?" His dad asked apprehensively.

"It was just Ron, a friend from school. See nothing to worry about at all." He finished with a definite note. They talked more about family, school and also finalized their plans for the Thanksgiving weekend.

"Hope to see you soon. Love you." James said to him.

"Love you too, bye."

He hated math it was pointless. What the hell was he going to do with Pre- Cal in life really? As Harry sat in 6th period Pre-Cal listening to Mrs. McGonagall rambling on about something he wasn't grasping because he was too bored out his mind. Harry looked down at his notes, sighed and looked out the window. Harry's eyes widen at what they saw. It just couldn't be true; he closed his eyes and re-opened them.

Tom was still standing there, smiling at him, watching him.

Harry started to tremble as flashbacks kept coming back. He kept staring at the window hoping, praying that Tom would go away. Harry didn't want this to happen again, the first time nearly killed him, to be submitted to Tom's will for a second time would kill him.

Harry didn't seem to see the class anymore or anyone apart from Tom, because he didn't see the teacher approach him or his classmates staring and whispering amongst themselves.

"Not again please I don't want too." He mumbled brokenly.

Someone placed his or her hand on his shoulder and in Harry's state of mine he thought it was Tom and fainted.

Harry opened his eyes and the first thing he noticed were the blue eyes that were staring at him with so much adoration that it was sickening. He sat up quickly and backed away from the man who only a few hours ago had kidnapped him from the mall.

"Where am I?" He snapped at Tom who gave him a pretty smile.

"In my home love. Do you like it?"

"Don't call me love, I'm not your love." Harry stood up looking around for a door but found that he was locked in a bedroom, with only a sick-o who wanted nothing more then to rape him. Great. "Let me out, please." He begged backing away from Tom who was still coming closer.

"But don't you see love, we're meant to be." He caught Harry after a bit of struggling and crushed his lips to Harry's who fought with everything he had but, he could have been fighting a brick wall for all he cared. Finally Riddle let him go, his eyes shinning with lust.

"You will love me."

Draco knocked on the door and a moment later it was opened by Harry's mum. The blonde could see the apprehensive look in her eyes, she was worry. And he was too, when Blaise had told him what everyone from the freshmen, down to the seniors were whispering about he had left, skipping last period. Harry was more important then any gym class.

"Can I see Harry please." Draco hoped she wouldn't deny him that.

"Sure, he's in his room." The blonde stepped into the sitting room and was about to make his way to Harry's room when Lily put her small hand around his arm.

"Please be gentle with him." He nodded and made his way to Harry's room.

Harry's room was unique to say in the least. The walls were painted a forest green, the bed wasn't what most teenagers had, it was one those floor beds and the bed sheets were black and very cozy. He also had a floor cushion that was black, and also comfortable. His two different guitars stood in a corner on their own stands. One was a really nice white that was kept spotless, the other a kind of swirly black; the acoustic was kept in the closet. He didn't need a huge desk for a computer, as he had a laptop. But he did have a small coffee table that was by his bed.

But Draco wasn't noticing the decor but the boy on the bed, for by the looks of it, it seemed he had taken a shower. Harry's hair was still wet and he was wearing very loose fitted gray sweat-pants with a large white t-shirt. He barely looked up when he sat down next to him.

"Harry?" The teen looked up at him but otherwise said or did nothing.

"Blaise told me that you fainted in math class. What happen?" He asked concerned. Draco hated seeing the dull look in Harry's usually bright eyes, he wonder if Harry must looked that way after he was taken out of Tom Riddle's hold.

"I saw Tom again; He was staring at me." Draco put his hand on Harry's knees that were drawn up to his chest but Harry flinched away. "Don't touch me." The blonde took his head away shocked.

Both sat in silence lost in their thoughts, Draco was worried about Harry but had no idea how to help him and how could he if Harry wouldn't let him touch him or anything. Before he could speak Harry sighed irritated.

"I'm over this; I should be over this." He said more to himself and did something that was totally out of character for him.

He moved until he was on top of Draco's lap, surprised he didn't do anything as Harry captured his face in-between his hands and moved his face closer until they were merely inches away from each other.

"I am over this." He whispered and caught the blonde's lips in a heated kiss. Draco responded immediately. As the kiss got more heated, Draco pushed Harry on the bed, so now he was on top of Harry.

"Harry it's-." Lily entered the room and stopped mid-sentence at the scene before her.

Both boys sprang away from each other and blushed furiously not meeting the eyes of Harry's redheaded mother.

"Dinner is ready; Draco can stay if he likes." Lily said and left, making sure to leave the door wide open. After a few moments the two teens got up and avoided each other's eye.

"I'm sorry I don't what got into me." Harry said softly.

"Nothing to be sorry about." He didn't mind at all and couldn't help the small smile that graced his face, but a second later turned serious. "Please don't ever hide anything from me Harry, I want to be able to be there for you and don't want anything to happen to you."

Harry turned to him, gave him a small grin and a chaste kiss. "Don't worry I will always tell you everything."

Draco ended up staying for dinner and then after the two of them went to Harry's room, while Lily watched the news on the telly. They were half laying half sitting on Harry's floor cushion, just talking and kissing (mostly kissing). When Draco asked a favor from his boyfriend.

"Next week is Milla's birthday she's turning 7, and my mum is having a small get together mostly Milla's friends from kindergarten and a few of my parents closest friends will be there. And my mum was wondering if you would like to come so she can finally meet you." Draco finished.

Now he knew how Draco had felt when he had asked him to have dinner with his mum and godfather, but he had accepted to go anyway, it was only fair. The blonde promised that they would love him, he could only hope.

Draco had left about two hours ago and he had been sitting with his mother watching the telly and eating cookies when the phone rang. Harry couldn't help but tensed up a bit.

"Now who could be calling at this hour?" Lily got up and Harry sat up, looking for the remote, he found it and turned off the telly. When he turned to his mother she was already putting the phone back in its cradle.

"Who was it?" Trying to sound casual.

"They had already hung up when I said hello." She said with a shrug. "Well I'm off to bed and you should be too."

"I will, goodnight." Harry gave her a peck on the cheek.

"'Night sweetie." Lily went off her to bedroom, closing the door behind her. Harry got up and stretched, he felt slightly foolish for being so scared of who had called.

He picked up the plate, the two empty glasses and headed for the kitchen. As he was putting the glasses in the sink the phone rang again.

"I'm really beginning to not like phones." Harry muttered as he picked up the phone and put it to his ear. "Hello."

At first it seemed like he couldn't hear anything but then he heard it. It sounded like heavy breathing but it sounded distant.

"Tom please leave me alone." He begged. The breathing stopped.

"Who said this was Riddle." A cynical laughter rang out before the line went dead.

A/n- So how did you like it? I hope it was ok because personally I don't think it's my best. But anyways I hope you review and tell what you think. Next update will be soon.. I hope.

But now the question remains.... Who the bloody hell is this other person... hmm.... I know but I don't think I'll tell you yet!

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