Disclaimer: Why do I even bother?

A/N:Ok people this one was hard to get out. I wrote the end first then the beginning. It took me forever to type because the pages were all out of order! Lol anyways thank you to Incubi for betaing this chapter. The first three chapters will be edited sometime soon. Thanks for reading my ranting and enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 4

They stood outside a small, shabby looking house in a pretty rough looking neighborhood.

"Are you sure this is the right address?"

"Yes. It's not really where you'd picture Harry to live though."

"That's for sure." Draco said ringing the door bell.

"Hmm maybe it's broken." Hermione said as she started banging on the door. "Harry! Harry it's Hermione and Draco! Harry...he's not answering."

"Uh, really?"

"Draco," Hermione said in a warning voice "you don't have to be so mean."

"Well we could try all the unlocking charms we know, but knowing Harry none of them would work."

"It's not locked." Hermione said as she pushed the door open. "Harry? Harry, are you here?"

"I'll look upstairs; you check the rooms down here." Hermione said as she stepped into the house and up the stairs.

Draco walked through what appeared to be a kitchen and followed the room into another. His eyes immediately landed on Harry's body that was sprawled out in what appeared to be a sitting room, half on the floor half on the couch.

"He's in here!" Draco called out to the girl.

Draco was trying to wake Harry when Hermione walked in.

"He won't wake up!" Draco said looking up at her with fearful eyes.

"Move back." Hermione said as she pulled out her wand. "Ennervate"

Harry slowly began to stir. When he finally opened his eyes he was staring into Hermione and Draco's worried faces.

"What happened Harry?" Draco asked as he helped Harry sit up on the couch.

"I must have passed out, I was pretty drunk." Harry said. He was still drunk.

The anger came quickly now for Draco, followed by confusion, and followed by a big dose of betrayal. He decided to go with the more familiar sensation; anger

"What the hell have you been doing Harry?" Draco yelled looking around the room. Empty potion vials and bottles of alcohol occupied almost every available flat surface. Broken glass littered the floor and a red substance that looked suspiciously like blood stained the carpet.

"Why the hell are you yelling at me?"

"Your obviously still drunk, the door was unlocked and you don't have any safety wards up. Everyone has been really worried about you. You keep saying that you can take care of yourself but evidently you can't."

"Oh please Draco. I'm in no mood to listen to your 'mightier than God' shit right now. What the hell would you know about having to take care of yourself?" Harry yelled, his words all a bit slurred due to his high state of intoxication.

"What would I know? Right, well for one thing I know I won't be with an alcoholic. I've lived with that all my life. One of my first memories was when my mother set the kitchen on fire because she was so drunk. I learned very quickly how to take care of myself. I've had to do it all my life."

"Oh right the whole 'my life sucks, my mother was an alcoholic and my father was a fucking Death Eater and always beat the shit out of me' thing again, right? Well you know what my life sucked too! So just shut the fuck up!"

"People died for you Harry. People busted their asses to make sure you were safe. So this is how you repay them? Drinking yourself in oblivion and wallowing in self pity?"

"Fuck off Draco."

"Draco you need to stop. Don't ever say those things again." Hermione intervened.

"No, someone needs to tell him these things! Everyone else treats him like a God. You of all people should understand what I'm talking about. You and Ron have been putting yourself in danger for years to help protect Harry. Ron even died fighting beside Harry and this is what Harry does to repay him!"

"How dare you! You have no right to speak of Ron and what he sacrificed. I hate you Draco Malfoy. I can't stand to look at you, every time I do I see Your Father killing Ron. You are so much like him."

"I am in no way, shape, or form like that man Hermione Granger. Don't ever make the comparison again." Draco said in a deadly calm voice glaring at Hermione.

"Draco, Hermione, stop this both of you."

"I'm leaving." Draco said, and before they could stop him he had Disapparated.

"Harry, what's really going on?" Hermione looked at Harry, her eyes pleading with him to speak the truth. "Why are you drinking so much, taking all those potions and being so secretive?"

"I'm just trying to forget Hermione. Don't you want to forget? Forget how Voldermort killed your parents; forget the pain of Ron being dead? Forget it all."

"I can't!" Hermione yelled at him, tears running freely down her cheeks.

"Why, why not forget all about the wizarding world and everything in it? We have each other."

"Harry I can't!"

"Why?"

"Because I-I...I'm pregnant."

A/N: So what did yah think?? Surprised?? Then Let Me know thanks people.