Pale light from the streetlight above washed over Draco's body as he huddled over Harry's unconscious form. He gently shook his body trying to get some sign that he was ok.

"Harry? Harry?"

"Is he ok?" asked Hermione from behind Draco. 

"I don't know"

"Maybe we should get him to a doctor?"

"What? Those muggles who cut people up? No way!"

"They don't cut people up, they heal them"

"Yeah right" snorted the blond. Both Hermione and Draco heard a discontented "where am I?" come from Harry's lips.

"Harry?" asked Draco happily. Then all of it came rushing back to Harry at full force. Everything, the club, running out, falling asleep, waking up in the van, being dragged into the old house, tied up, being raped, then falling unconscious. It came at him in full detail, every sound, touch, smell, sight; everything just came slamming into his mind. Draco reached out to touch him but Harry flinched back in fear. He didn't want that to happen again. It left him feeling used, violated, unwanted, and mostly dirty. No, he would never let anyone get close to him, ever.

"Harry?" asked Draco, worry etching against his voice. Harry whimpered and tried to crawl away but Draco grabbed him by the shoulder. "Harry what's wrong?"

"Don't touch me! I'm dirty and disgusting and I'm filth. Just go away." He pulled his knees up to his chest and started to rock back and forth. 

"Harry what happened?" asked Draco. Hermione stood silently in the backround thinking it was best if they worked through this first before she butt in. "Harry?" Harry burst into tears.

"They touched me. They touched me where I shouldn't be touched! It was wrong! And I enjoyed it!  I am so disgusting…" mumbled Harry in-between his heart broken sobs.

"Harry let's go back to the apartment, I think you need some rest" he held out his hand to help Harry up but he simply ignored the gesture and continued his mumbling. "Harry come on"

"What are you going to do to me?" What was that supposed to mean?

Draco gave Hermione an awkward glance. "Were not going to do anything Harry, I'm just taking you back to the apartment." Harry got up by himself and slowly advanced to the car, throwing glances over his shoulder every step he took as though he expected them to pounce on him. He finally was seated in the back of the car. Draco turned to Hermione as soon as Harry was out of earshot.

"What the hell happened to him?" asked Draco

"I don't know! And he obviously can't tell us with out getting hysterical. Something bad happened to him tonight!" answered Hermione desperately

"No shit Sherlock" said Draco tonelessly

"Oh just come on, I'll drive you two home." They were there several minutes later. As Draco was stepping out from the car Hermione held him back. "Draco? Please find out what happened to him" He nodded and left to the apartment, Harry a few steps behind him.

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It had been a week since the incident and Harry hadn't said two words. He would keep to himself, he wouldn't eat, he wouldn't go to work, heck he wouldn't even sleep! Draco had to make up excuses to their boss as to why he wasn't coming in to work. He was becoming so worried, Harry was a wreck and he didn't even know why. Finally on his way home he decided he was going to make him tell what happened that night. Upon arriving at the door to their apartment he silently opened the door so Harry wouldn't know he was home yet. He spotted him sitting at the computer writing something. He stepped over his shoulder to see what he was typing, luckily Harry didn't notice his presence.

Hey,

It's me journal. Sorry I haven't written in so long. I've been so…so…oh I don't even know the word for it. Last week me and Draco went to this club and we got pretty knocked up. Well he kissed me, I didn't know what to do! I wasn't ready for a relationship since Kevin, I just freaked and ran out of the club. That was probably the worst thing I've ever done in my life. I fell asleep in front of some store. Apparently some guys came and picked me up in a van then dragged me off to some old disgusting musky house.  I shudder as I think of this but they tied me to a bed and they raped me. I feel so used, disgusting, vile, gross, dirty, gritty, grimy, and just any other word along those lines. I can still feel their fingers everywhere,  groping my body and thrusting in and out, it's horrible, I have nightmares about it every night. Nobody knows, they would think of me a disgusting thing and shun me. I'll never let anyone know…

Draco involuntarily gasped which immediately gave away his cover. Harry whipped around and covered his mouth with his hand in horror.

"What were you doing?" Draco for the first time in his life was at a loss for words.

"ah...um…I…um…"

"you read it. How could you! That was my journal, it's personal!"

"Harry…I'm…I'm sorry" finished Draco lamely.

"Sorry? Sorry?! You think that's enough! You weren't supposed to know that! No one was supposed to know! No on can know that I'm a disgusting excuse for a human being that doesn't deserve to live!" Harry's knees weakened and buckled from beneath him as raw emotion wracked his body. He fell to the floor and let the pain and suffering that had been overwhelming him the past week all out, he rocked back and forth clutching his knees to his chest and began to pour forth the distressing bawls.

"I'm disgusting…I'm vile…I'm dirty" He let out an unusually high pitched sob. Draco sat on the floor to comfort him and held out his hand but Harry flinched back and sank into the dark corner.

"Harry, you're not any of those things! You're a wonderful person, you're not disgusting, vile, or dirty"

"Yes I am!"

"Harry you're not" said Draco is his most soothing voice. He reached out and took Harry in his arms and began to say calming words over his protests. How could anybody do such a thing! Something so disgusting to such a perfect boy, they've taken his innocence and his pride. They've ruined his whole being! Draco swore on his life right then and there that he would hurt, hurt with all his might the people who did this to Harry.

A/N: I know , it's a short chapter but I've been so busy with school and other stuff I haven't had time to make it longer. I just wanted to get this out to you guys because it's been a while since I posted. Well I went quadding yesterday. I totally biffed and got thrown off where I rolled over on my head(luckily I had a helmet on) and the quad ran over my foot! Now I'm all scratched up and my knee really, really hurts! *sigh*