WARNING: This story will soon be SLASH! IF you don't like it...shove off! This chapter contains some swearing and I am warning you it only gets worse. Story will eventually have descriptions of abuse and maybe rape.

DISCLAIMER: Sadly I do not own Harry and Co...I WISH I did1 But no...J.K. Rowling does. There are no songs in this chapter but when there are they belong to various artists and I will say it when we get there. So far Bob, Rod, and the bass player belong to me.

And I forgot!!!! READ: In the last chapter I said stuff about acid and how the person that overdosed on it said they had spiders in their stomach and all...that was from an AWEOME book called That was Then, This is Now by the great author S.E. Hinton. If you haven't read it...do it! It is a wonderful book. Thank you Baka Kitty for reminding me. Oh, and Pepsi and coke a cola belong to those companies.

I DON'T REMEMBER IF I SAID THIS ALREADY BUT: THE BAND WRONG TURN (Harry's band) IS REALLY THE NAME OF MY BAND...(I think that's cool...anyways...on with the story...)

Chapter 3: The Plot Gets Thicker

"We are here because no one else could come," Severus said as though that should explain everything. Harry stared blankly at him and several minutes later Sev realized he was waiting for more. "Voldemort is looking for you. Dumbledore sent us to check on you and when you Uncle told us you moved out we came to find you."

"Ok...but why you two? Or did the old bat forget that we hate each other?"

"Do not speak of Dumbledore in such a tone!" Snapped Severus.

"And why not?" Asked Harry icily. "Why should I be nice to the basterd when all he's ever done is lie to me and use me?" Harry's voice was gradually getting louder as his anger bubbled.

"Mr. Potter!" Severus suddenly yelled, making people nearby look. "You will NOT speak of Albus in such a way!" Harry walked right up to Severus so their noses were touching,

"And what," Harry said in a deathly calm tone, "may I ask, are you going to do about it?" With that Harry walked away to the bar and sat down next to Bob, the drummer.

"Well," Draco sighed, "That didn't work how we had planned it. Should we stick around, watch him, follow him home?"

"Yes," Sev walked over to a spot where he could watch Harry better, "I believe we should. I think the arrogant boy has finally snapped, the bloody brat."

"I wonder what happened to him," Mussed Draco as he watched Harry intently. Something horrible happened to him over the past year and a half...and he had to find out.

I wonder what's wrong with him, though Severus, unaware that Draco was wondering the same thing. Harry looked over and gave them the look of death making both Sev and Draco uncomfortable and forcing them to look away.

"How are we going to tell him?" Asked Draco, breaking the silence a few moments later.

"I don't know," Severus sighed, "I just don't know. If he isn't already off the edge...this might finally do it for him."

(A/N: what they are talking about I will not get into until the next chapter. HA! I know...I'm evil...and besides, I'm not sure what is evil enough to put there...I need to think about it.)

Shaking his head, trying to get the horrible thoughts out of his mind, Sev ordered a Coke a Cola for him and A Pepsi for Draco.

"How can you drink that?" Asked Draco, changing the tense topic and trying to sound disgusted.

"I'm a coke find of guy," Sev shrugged his shoulders and if that should explain everything, and then said, "And how can you drink that?"

"Well," Draco rose one eye brow as he spoke, doing a great The Rock (A/N: The Rock is my fan wrestler, makes a GREAT actor and is SEXY!) impersonation, "I'm a Pepsi kind of guy." There was a long moment of silence that was broken when both burst out laughing hysterically.

Harry looked over at the two Slytherins in annoyance.

"Harry," Bob interrupted his thoughts, "Who are those people?"

"How the hell should I know?" Harry flat out lied. Bob only shrugged,

"You three just looked...familiar, like you hate each other, but familiar"

"Mr. Potter?" A voice interrupted their conversation just as Harry was going to say something back.

"Yes, that's me?" Both Harry and Bob swiveled in their bar stools to look at a man who looked to be in his early 30's. He wore black baggy cargo pants and a black shirt with the band: Ghost of the Robot in red letters across the front. (A/N: Ghost of the Robot is a real band. They rock. I love 'em. Sadly they broke up a few moths ago.)

"I'm Rod Wisk, Master Records." (A/n: ok, I made that up.) Rod held out a hand and Harry and Bob both shook it in turn. Sitting down in-between the two he said, "I take it the other two members of you band left early?"

"Yes, they had to go, sorry," Bob took another sip from his beer. Harry, on the other hand, took a sip from his Pepsi. He was only 17 so he was under 18, the drinking age. Rod took out his card and handed it to Harry.

"Why are you giving this to me, sir?" Harry asked, being as polite as he could.

"The lead singer is usually the founder of the band."

"Well...I did start it but...."

"Then you keep it." He paused for a moment and asked, "Did you write the songs?" looking Harry in the eye. Harry's heart sped up as he grew more nervous.

This could be our break! Was all he could think.

"Yes, I did. I have written all of the songs." Harry nodded.

"It seems as if you had a tragic life."

"Yes..." Harry had no idea where this was headed.

"Very fitting." Rod smiled at the two and continued, "You look the type for the music, you act the type. Hell, you've lived it. Your real. People will love that." Both nodded, showing they understood what he was saying. Rod continued, "How old are you?"

"An adult. That's all you need to know." Bob held up his beer bottle, as if proving it. Harry knew this wasn't going to be good for him, though.

"17..." Harry trailed off.

"Your parents?"

"Dead. Never knew 'em."

"Guardians?"

"Don't have any of those, either, sir."

"Who do you live with?"

"Bob."

"Hm...this might make things a little more difficult," Rod stopped talking and began writing things down, pissing Harry off slightly.

"What do you mean?" Harry sounded way to agitated for his liking (this was his agent, after all) so he added in a calm voice, "Sir?"

"You are under aged, a minor, "He looked up at Harry before continuing writing, "with no legal guardian."

Well, thought Harry, Technically I DO have guardians...but I sort of ran away...

"We might," Rod's voice brought him back to reality, "Have to wait until your 18th birthday to actually do anything."

"That would be find, sir," Harry sighed, "I go to a boarding school so I am gone the whole year."

"Well, then, I must be leaving," Rod stood and handed Bob a piece of paper, "Please, may I have your number?" Bob wrote his cell and home number on it and handed it back to Rod, who was putting his hat on.

"I will get in touch with you in mid October."

"Thank you," Both Harry and Bob said. And then Rod was gone.

"Oh," Said Bob.

"My," Harry took off.

"GOD!" Both of them yelled in unison while having its f hysterical laughter.

"I'm guessing he got the record deal or some really good news," Laughed Draco.

"Yes, it would seem so. It might actually be good for the boy."

"He looks so...happy," Draco sighed dreamily, "He should smile more.

"Draco," Severus warned.

"Hey," both Severus and Draco jumped at the sudden voice behind them and whipped around to find,

"Mr. Potter, finally ready to listen?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm in a good mood now. So...speak, wanker." Harry set himself into a seat next to Draco, "Malfoy."

"Potter," Draco said sternly but inside he was a mess. Having Harry so close to him was torment. (A/N: HA! I think someone has a little crush.)

"Well?" Asked Harry impaciantly.

"Yes," Severus cleared his throat, "You ran away."

"Wow..." Harry mock gasped, "Your observant. How ever did you know?"

"Don't play games with me, Mr. Potter. Your sarcasm is not funny."

"I thought it was," He laughed.

"Let's get to point, then." Sev took a sip of his coke and began the story, "When you ran away Voldemort became aware of it. He, and his Death Eaters, have been looking for you ever since. Am I correct to guess that you have put wards up on the place you are staying now that you are of age?" Harry nodded, "Ok, then. But now they knew where you are. Someone saw you and told him. They are coming here in five hours, maybe sooner."

"When is he not trying to kill me? Seriously, this is getting old."

"This is not to be taken lightly, Mr. Potter, because now you don't have anyone to die for you." Harry tensed at Severus's statement.

"If you want to see tomorrow, I suggest you never," He said through gritted teeth, "Ever say that again."

"Now that I have your attention I think we should continue. Dumbledore has ordered that you, Draco, and myself go back to Snape manor for the remainder of the summer, so that would be about a month. We need to stay low and no one can know you are there. I am still an undercover Death Eater, after all."

"Wait...I have to spend my summer at Snape manor...with you two?" Harry bust out laugh, "You've got to be kidding."

"Mr. Potter, I am not kidding, nor am I amused by your childish antics. I do not like this any better than you do, I am afraid. There are more things we must discus when we get to my manor."

"FINE!" Harry threw his arms up in defeat.

"Oh, and Mr. Potter, there is one more thing we need to tell you, and I do not like doing this at all."

"What?" Harry stopped doing what he was doing, knowing this was not going to be good.

"It's about the Wolf."

"Moony? What happened?"

TBC

A/N: Sorry about ANOTHER cliff hanger. I have to go to school, sadly. Hey, that is a good amount of story, a good six pages. How's the plot so far? There is more to it than I said, and of course we are going to hear something about Moony next time! Yeah...we're just getting into a good plot, but I had to put in the stuff about the band because something good HAD to happen for Harry. Can't have everything horrid happen to him. Well...I'll comment to a couple of reviews:

From: slashing-leo ( )

Hello. I am so gald that you deciede to make it H/D I comletely forgot to answer that and then I was all like 'shit'. I really don't like snape. sorry. Anyway, this chapter was nice. and yay cliffhanger. I love those I do that all the time. I was wondering you said the band was named after your band correct? Why don't you use your own songs or write songs for Harry to sing. That wasn't meant in a rude way I hope it didn't sound like it. About the Snape thing. You could have him in there as comic relief or something. Like he's trying to find Harry and Draco and watch them all the time. And they can be in the middle of this really romantic moment and then a squel comes from the closet and they open it up and find Snape. I would so laugh my ass off. Hell I might use that. though I don't think it will fit in to any of my fics so nevermind. But . . . er yes. Comic relief Snape.

Much Love
Leo

-Yeah, I think I like it being a h/d fic. I LOVE cliffhangers when I write them but not when I read them, so I don't think I'm going to do it anymore. And I am going to have my own songs in there! YAY! Well...when I get the courage to do it. Me an my band are still in the garage stage...so, yeah. That idea would be hilarious! I would laugh my ass off as well! Oh, and I wanted to tell you I have read some of your stuff and I LOVE it! You're a great author.