It's time for chapter seven! Unless you suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder and have a thing about starting things beginning with the number seven, I doubt that you will start reading my story from this chapter. Nevertheless, for those that are, I should warn you that this is a slash story, containing homosexual, homophobic and violent content. And swearing, blood and some other lovely things like that.

I own these characters. And the actors. Yep, I've currently got Daniel, Rupert and Tom locked in my basement downstairs. (They look so hot when they're naked in chains ... mmmm) I've also got J.K Rowling tied up in a chair, making her write my version of book six. So when it hits the stores (and I'm overworking her lazy ass, so it'll be sooner than she originally said) you'll have lots of lovely boy-on-boy sex in it. Lol, oh its Misery all over again (for those who haven't saw the film Misery, I advise you too. It's chilling, scary, and good!)

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I've got a secret update for you about my life, lol. I can share this with you because...well, I just can lol. Since about...four or five months ago, I've never really been bothered with Harry Potter, but since then I have become OBSESSED lol. Now everything I do, or see reminds me of the books or movies. Anyway, there was a big presentation evening thing at my school where we had to dress up smart and there's this guy (who I'm not attracted to by the way – he has an ugly, horrible personality, he's so unkind and mean), anyway, he was dressed in this shirt and tie and he had Daniel Radcliffe hair! Anyone who has saw sneak peeks or publicity shots for the upcoming Goblet of Fire movie should know what I'm talking about. Daniel has this new messy haircut that makes him look hot, (he is still nothing on Tom though, lol), and when I saw this guy at the school in a school tie like Harry's I was just like, gob smacked (in a nice way) lol. I just couldn't stop staring at him, even though he is my friend's boyfriend lol (naughty me.) Anyway I just thought I'd give you an insight to my (non-existent) gay love life lol.
Now onto the lovely generous reviews! (I always feel like I'm thanking everyone in an Oscar speech when I type this lol.) Oh, and I dont know whats wrong with fanfciton, but it annoyingly won't bold some of the reviews, and insists on keeping the other half bolded, no matter what I do. Grrr...

First of all, thank you hokuspokus. I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter! I feel bad for Harry too, but Draco is just so ... mmmm lol. I'm glad you weren't disappointed with the MAJOR twist lol.

Next thank you to lameshadesrgreat. I know, I know, I'm so evil and nasty leaving it on a cliffhanger, but never fear; I'm updating now lol. Hope you enjoy this one!

Thank you to wintersweet for your comments. If I told you the answer to your question, then I'd have to kill you. Lol, kidding, but you'll find out soon enough anyway!!

Thank you to ciberloco for your review! Sadly Sirius isn't alive and Lupin, well... we hear from Lupin in this chapter!

Lol thank you to cmere1 for your trusty long review! We see Draco's history in this chapter and see where his selfishness lies! Lol, I'm glad I've got you thinking and wondering about what's going to happen, lol, I like doing that to people (you're not the only twisted fuck around here lol.) Speaking of twisted fucks, I LOVE the idea of Harry getting backhanded by him lol. J.K Rowling should write a whole story of Harry getting backhanded by Draco lol. It would sell millions...between the copies we would buy lol. Hope you had a nice er...sleep, ahem. Yeah. Lol, thanks for your review!

Thanks to shorty-girly for your comments and I know -cries- I can't believe I haven't got heaps of reviews either. Lol, just kidding, hope you enjoy the chapter!

Thanks to darkangel for your comments, and I'm glad you like the story, and Draco is just so ... so ... yummylicious (yummylicious...wtf is that?! Lol) Hope I updated fast enough for you lol!

Thanks to AsTheyreFalling, not only for reviewing, but also for calling me a wicked person. –bows- I try my hardest to be evil, lol.

Thank you to ura who was honest and nice enough to give me her truthful opinion, (to be honest, I like getting negative reviews more than nice ones lol, it gives me more to answer to.) I agree, Harry is so stupid, and makes me want to strangle him. At first, he just wanted sex and to be loved, but when he was truthful to himself it wasn't love, he had to face facts. I think the only reason he took the veritaserum was to get the whole ordeal over and done with, and purely because he was nervous about standing up to Draco even though he had to do it. And while I can't reveal the story too much, he does get what you mentioned, but not how you said he should get it. (For anyone who doesn't want the story to be revealed, don't read Ura's last review, because then it'll make sense with what I'm talking about.

Much thanks to kinky krooks. Lol, don't you just hate that? When you read five or six chapters in one go, come to a cliffhanger expect to find out what happens and find that no more is written lol. Oh, I'm deliciously evil lol. I'm glad you're enjoying the story, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Loads and LOADS of thanks to princesspepper, who I always enjoy getting reviews from as she was the one who inspired me to write on fanfiction lol. Draco is DEFINITELY sexier when he's a heartless bastard, but please don't turn your Draco around lol, he's so sweet and he makes me wanna hug him and tell him everything's going to be okay lol. Nah, just kidding, you could turn your story completely 180 degrees and still have me hooked on it lol!

And last but not least thanks to Svetlana Lvova for their review. I just pointed out J.K Rowling because it's her book and there have been no gay students at Hogwarts, but you're right, this is my story. But in my story, there haven't been any gay students there either, so Harry is still the first. Also, I don't really define my story into a category, so whether anyone classes it as BDSM or rape is up to them, but I argue the fact that it is rape, because Harry doesn't try and stop it, and as it sexually excites him, is willing to go along with it. Lol and I agree with all your comments about Harry, he IS foolish and IS irresponsible. And betrayal is betrayal, and it would be stupid if Draco did suddenly change sides, but I guess you'll just have to read the story to find out where it goes lol. Anyway, thanks for your review (and the website – it's very informative!)

And with the reviews out of the way, I give you chapter seven. Oh, and I know that they wouldn't have a term break this soon, but –whispers– for the sake of the story, lets just pretend they do! Enjoy!


"I don't want to go in there," said Harry glumly for the third time. Hermione sighed. Standing outside the burrow was not her idea of a half term break, but she didn't want to offend Harry who had been silent and withdrawn for the past few days. She had noticed that he hadn't eaten a lot, and kept visiting Madam Pomfrey for unknown reasons.

She had warned him that he was going to miss out on an awful lot of work, but he had dismissed her with a wave of his hand. His usually pale face had become even paler, and he seemed unenthusiastic about everything all of a sudden. She was concerned, but couldn't get anything out of him.

"Harry," she began gently, "we have to go in there, that's where we're staying."

"I wish I was at the Dursely's," Harry said, leaving Hermione in stunned silence. She knew that he was hurt that he and Ron had fallen out, but things must be really bad if he wanted to stay at his nasty aunt and uncle's house instead.

She put a hand on his shoulder. "Harry, we need –" she stopped in mid sentence when she saw silent tears trickling down his cheeks. "Oh Harry," she said sweeping him into a hug. He stayed rigid, tears streaming down his face. His shoulders shook with heart-wrenching sobs leaving Hermione to stand there and pet his hair comfortingly.

"There, there, shhhh," she said in what she thought was a soothing manner. She had no idea what to do, Harry was bawling so hard leaving her quite distressed. Mrs. Weasley, upon hearing the loud, echoing cries just a few feet away from her door, rushed out.

"You go in Hermione, there's a good girl," she said sensibly. Hermione hesitated, before leaving Mrs. Weasley and Harry alone together. Harry remained glassy eyed. He didn't want to see Mrs. Weasley and kept her hazy in front of him. She dried his eyes for him however, and he looked at the ground. She hugged him tightly.

"Now you make sure you don't listen to Ron," she said firmly. "There's nothing wrong with being who you are Harry, nothing wrong at all. If he says anything to upset you, you make sure you tell me okay? That boy needs to learn to be more accepting."

Harry was glad for the few words from Mrs. Weasley, but it was so much more than that what was troubling him. Being gay was the least of his worries right now. Mrs. Weasley lifted his head up, and he was forced to look into her kind eyes. He broke into sobs again as he remembered his heavy burden of betrayal.


"Father? Where are you father?"

Draco ran from room to room before knocking timidly on his father's study. He got no answer, so he slowly pushed the door slightly open in case he was sleeping.

"Father?" he said softly. Again, there was no answer. He opened the door fully and found Lucius on his knees with his head in the roaring emerald fire.

He walked over to him, and put a hand on his shoulder. Lucius yelped in fright and jerked himself backwards, hitting his head on the top of the fire. Clutching it angrily, and coughing out mouthfuls of ash, he stared at Draco through venomous eyes.

"What is the meaning of this?" he spluttered, "you do not have permission to –" he was cut off by a coughing fit.

"But father, I have news, its –"

"DO NOT INTERRUPT ME," Lucius roared. "I will speak to – and punish – you about this interruption later." Turning away from Draco coldly, he continued his conversation into the fire. Draco gave a slight huff and stomped into his room.

It was always the same. His father was always too busy to talk to him. He bitterly thought back to when he was six years old, and performed his first stunt on his broomstick. His mother clapped delightfully, but his father just sneered.

"Smith's son learnt that five weeks ago, AND he's only four," he said dismissively, leaving Draco crestfallen. Or there was the other memory when he was eight, and performed his first spell without any aided help. His father had told him that muggles could have learnt that trick faster than he could, and turned away, leaving him with slight tears in his eyes.

Tears formed now, and he wiped them away angrily. Why was he thinking about this now for, he thought. He kicked his bedroom wall, furious at letting his memories and emotions making him weak. He couldn't stand up to his father, he never could and never would. He was useless, and pathetic. He was weak. He was...

Just like Potter.

He had eagerly wanted to tell his father the news about Harry, but he started to doubt whether he would be rewarded or not, and not getting recognition was something that Draco did not like. His father would probably tell the dark lord that he found out the information by himself. But how could he keep something like this a secret? He would finally be rid of Potter; his family would be the ones who would change wizarding history forever. Putting aside his doubts, he turned around to head back towards his fathers study.

He was met with a stinging backhander that sent him to the floor. Draco's eyes swam with tears from the blow, and he looked up at the hazy figure of his father. His lip was bleeding from a deep cut that flowed warmly into his mouth. He was dragged up by the shirt by his father, and pinned against a wall.

"You will never interrupt me again Draco, is that understood?" Lucius asked calmly.

"Y-Yes father," stammered Draco.

"Good," said Lucius. "Because if you do..." and he suddenly punched Draco in the gut, causing the boy to bend over and clutch his stomach weakly. He pulled his son's face up to his by the hair and gave him a stinging slap for each word he spoke. "...you-will-feel-my-wrath," he spat.

He pushed Draco's face to the floor, releasing the grip on his hair. The boy's cheeks were bright red, the left beginning to turn into a huge welt that threatened to bust open and bleed, and his nose was beginning to trickle blood. Draco touched it tenderly with a shaking hand. He should be used to this by now, but Lucius always caught him at an unsuspecting time.

"Potter..." he began weakly.

"...is a faggot, yes I already know," finished Lucius. "But still, he manages to beat you in everything, doesn't he Draco? It's sad that my own son can be beat so easily by a queer. What does that say about you?" he said maliciously. "What does that say...about the family?" he said, delivering the last words with a kick to a crumpled Draco that lay on the floor.

He squeezed his eyes together tightly, willing the pain to go away. He heard a sneer and he looked up to see Lucius standing over him with his arms folded.

"Such a disappointment," he said softly, before turning on his heel and leaving the room as quickly and silently as he entered.


"Now you sit here, Harry, there's plenty of room," said Mrs. Weasley kindly, pushing down on Harry's shoulders, slightly forcing him to sit down. Ron made a big deal of moving away from him, and was rewarded with a stern glance from Hermione.

Harry nodded gratefully, and wiped away his tears.

"Has ickle Harry been crying?" said Fred spitefully, and George and Ron laughed loudly.

"ENOUGH!" Mrs. Weasley shouted, so loud the pots and pans that she had bewitched to cook the dinner stopped fearfully. Ron, Fred, George, Ginny, Hermione, Harry and even Mr. Weasley looked at her, afraid.

"Now if we have anymore of this nonsense, and I mean ANYMORE, I shall...I shall...do something. Something I can't even think of right now because it's so harsh. Harry has been like a brother to you all," she continued, looking around the table with sharp eyes. "Fred, George," she said turning to the sullen twins. "Have you forgotten who was prepared to fund your joke shop?" she asked. The twins said nothing. "Even though I forbade it, and made you go back to Hogwarts, that money is still waiting for you in Gringots, for you to start up again. If I were Harry however, from the stories I've been hearing of how the pair of you have been treating him, I would certainly take the money back straight away. Shame on you."

She finished her speech on the twins, who suddenly looked very shamefaced with themselves, and turned to Ron.

"And you," she said to him. "Harry has been the best friend he could have ever been to you. All the jeers and jibes you put up with at school, who was there for you? Harry, that's who. He could have easily looked down upon you for not having the latest broomstick or trendiest robes, but he didn't. Yet what are you doing to him? The exact thing he DIDN'T. I am ashamed to call you my sons right now," she said, looking around at them. "Hermione has the decency, and from what I hear, she is one of few, to actually talk to Harry at school," she said, nodding approvingly at Hermione, who went very pink and looked like she wanted to drop through the floor.

"Even you Ginny," she said, turning to her daughter, "have been only acknowledging Harry's existence through secret quick talks. When have I EVER taught you to care what others think?" Ginny looked down at the table ashamed.

"Harry is STILL Harry," said Mrs. Weasley, concluding her speech. "And if all of you are so quick to forget that, well, I am disgusted, to say the least."

She turned on her heel and marched up the stairs importantly leaving a stony silence around the table. Mr. Weasley rustled his newspaper. "Your mother is absolutely right," he said looking at his children sternly.

That night, when Harry went to bed, he heard a whisper.

"Harry?"

"Yeah?" he replied uncertainly. There was a long pause.

"Sorry," came the reply from Ron. Harry didn't ask what for, he knew.

"It's okay."

Had he not been worrying about Draco revealing everything, he would have appreciated and cherished this apology from Ron so much more, but he barely registered it as he lay in bed, half expecting Voldemort to attack at any moment. Hot tears trickled down his cheeks as he thought about everything. What had he done?


I'm not trying to boast or anything, but I am kind of proud with this chapter, it's not my favourite, but I just like the way it has all emotion in it lol. I'm half expecting people to review now and say "that was your absolute WORST chapter ever," lol. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it, though that is FAR from Harry's troubles over lol. Anyway, please review and tell me what you think, from Jordan xxx.