WARNINGS: This is very much a slash story, you have been warned. Swearing is pretty big, so watch out.
DISCLAIMER: I am not a mother, I am not British, I am not (shudders) blonde, and I do not own Harry Potter.
A/N: It's still BlackRaven13 writing this. Thank you to everyone who reviewed! I think Cherry might possibly write the next chapter, but I'm not positive. Oh well, enjoy the story!
"What is your problem?" Xander hissed, grabbing Draco by the arm before he got too far.
"My problem?" Draco asked incredulously. "Potter's my freakin problem. Perfect Potty and his great Gryffindor friends, rushing off to their deaths but escaping unscathed each time, only to ridicule the most powerful bastard to ever walk the face of Earth!" Draco exclaimed. Xander turned him around and pointed back up the grounds to where J.T. and Harry were. As they watched Harry rushed off looking upset. Xander was almost positive he saw a flash of worry cross over Draco's face before it was replaced with his previous jealousy.
"Did you not pay attention last night?" Xander hissed. "Did you hear what he said before he rushed off? He blames himself for all those deaths! Now, I may not know the whole story, but I'm damn well sure it couldn't have possibly been his fault. From what I gathered, he had to watch both his parents and Sirius murdered right in front of his own eyes! From what I know about their counterparts in my world Harry cares for them very much. How would you like to see someone you love die right in front of you and feel it's your fault?" Xander questioned.
"I bet those deaths had something to do with that nightmare last night. No normal nightmare could make him scream like that. And you're going to sit here and tell me he has a perfect life? So what if he makes fun of Voldemort, from what I've heard he faced the bastard several times. I'm surprised he's not scared of his own freaking shadow by now!" Xander continued. Draco had the good grace to look at least slightly abashed.
"Now we all have to live together for who knows how long, and I know it would go a lot easier if you could stop being a snob and just get along!" Xander finished. Draco just nodded.
"Good, now lets go find J.T. and Harry." Xander said, pulling Draco in the direction Harry had fled.
When Harry had run off, J.T. had followed him to the far edge of the lake. On the very edge there was a large weeping willow tree. The leaves of the tree brushed over the water, and unless you were looking hard you would never notice someone behind the leaves. J.T. quietly approached Harry, but when he got close he noticed Harry was close to hyperventilating.
"Harry, calm down." J.T. said. He tried to rub Harry's back to calm him down, but the teen yelped and moved away from the touch. J.T. frowned, wondering why he reacted like that, but tried again. Harry flinched, but after a moment relaxed into the touch.
"Harry, calm down. You need to control your breathing." J.T. said. Harry was still hyperventilating, however. J.T. frowned, trying to think of that muggle trick his mother had showed him. He finally remembered and pulled out a wand to conjure a paper bag for Harry. Harry took it and breathed into the bag, his breathing slowly returning to normal.
"Thanks." He said quietly.
"What was that?" J.T. asked. Harry looked down at the ground.
"Panic attack." Harry said softly.
"Why did you panic?" J.T. asked.
"I...I just did. I was thinking of all the responsibilities I guess. Of my fate." Harry said.
"Do you have panic attacks often?" J.T. asked, concerned.
"It depends. I don't know what sets it off. It could be any random thing." Harry answered.
"What do you mean, your fate?" J.T. asked.
"The...the prophecy." Harry whispered. J.T. could tell he didn't want to talk about it.
"If you ever need to talk Harry, I'll listen. Xander will too, but with the Way Draco of this world is, I believe you might be uncomfortable around him for a little while. But you can always talk to me, we are essentially each other." J.T. told Harry.
"Thanks." Harry said.
"Xander and Draco are coming. Let's just forget this and enjoy ourselves in Hogsmead, okay?"
"Sure." Harry said, standing up. The two stepped outside the shelter the weeping willow provided and over to where Xander and Draco were. Draco mumbled something that vaguely sounded like an apology and the four set off for Hogsmeade.
Their first stop was Glad Rags Wizard Wear. Harry quickly found it was not a good idea to go shopping with either of the two Draco's unless you wanted to spend hours upon hours trying on outfit after outfit. After buying several sets of robes they found a small store that actually sold muggle clothing. The store was well stocked because of the number of muggle-borns in the school who still preferred muggle clothing.
A little after noon the four went to the Three Broomsticks for a late lunch. Out of the corner of his eye Harry noticed a new store. Above the door was a large sign with a three large orange W's, and underneath it was written "Weasley Wizard Wheezes.' Harry convinced the others to come inside.
"Harry! I was wondering if you would show up!" One of the twins said as Harry entered the store.
"Hullo Fred. Or is it George?" he said.
"Right the first time, I'm Fred. We've been waiting for you to come in! Let me go grab George." Fred said, disappearing into the back of the shop.
"The twins own a shop?" J.T. asked.
"Yeah, they'd been talking about wanting to go into the joke business. I didn't want my winnings from the triwizard tournament so I more or less forced them to take it." Harry explained
"You gave away a thousand galleons just like that?" Draco asked. Harry scowled.
"Unlike some, money isn't important to me. I have more than enough money in my Gringotts account to last well past the end of school." Harry said. Before Draco could reply Fred and George had returned.
"When did you move to Hogsmeade?" Harry asked.
"We didn't move actually." George said
"This is our second store. Just opened" Fred continued
"This weekend. Great business it is," George said.
"So close to Hogwarts. You should have seen" Fred said.
"Filch's face when he learned we were opening a store here." George finished.
"So, any new products I should stay away from?" Harry asked.
"Two new products actually. A new kind of skiving snack box, this one gives you a stomach ache and turns your face green." George said.
"And this." Fred said, holding up a small black candy. "Makes you turn into a replica of Snape." He explained. Harry laughed.
"He's not going to be too amused with that one." Harry said.
"Good thing we're" Fred started.
"Not in school anymore." George finished.
"Hello, may I help you?" Fred asked Xander and J.T., spotting them for the first time.
"They're here with me Fred. A couple of French students." Harry said.
"Oh, hello then. If you need any help just call." George said. Each of the boys bought a few things before leaving the store. They visited a few more shops before heading back to their rooms in Hogwarts. J.T. and Xander disappeared into their room while Harry and Draco worked on schoolwork in the common room, trying to ignore the sounds coming from the other room. J.T. and Xander needed to learn some better silencing charms.