A/N: WOW. I have 67 reviews and that's a really big deal for me. THANK YOU SO MUCH! And please excuse the laughably short chapters. Oh, and thank you to Katie, who is the greatest beta and person ever. Oh, and dammit, I forgot to mention last time that Lupin somehow has the hairs/toe nails or whatever you want, of the people they need to change into. I have so many plot holes in this story. Sorry to all who are confused.
In Harry's jean pockets: a slip of paper, two small bags containing two hairs, some lint, and a Honeyduke's chocolate wrapper. The last two mean nothing, but the first two were very important for his plan to go smoothly. One of the bags was for Lupin, one fore himself. The slip of paper was a day pass.
In Lupin's pocket were two flasks of Polyjuice Potion.
Harry checked his pockets for the third time, and then pounded down the stairs.
"Come on Lupin, we have to get there before he does!" Harry called impatiently. "I've been ready for fifteen minutes!"
"Yes, I'm ready, too," Lupin said, appearing out of the kitchen, a grin on his face. These were things that he and the other Marauders had been most talented at: tricking people and escaping.
"Is the, uh, car all ready?" Lupin asked, uncertain in the ability of a Muggle invention.
"Yes," Harry said, suppressing a smile. "All you do is –"
Lupin waved the words away. "I don't plan on understanding the damn things any day soon. Let's just go."
Harry smiled and nodded patiently. The two walked out to the door, butterflies diving in their stomachs. This would work. It had to. There was not only no back up plan, but if it failed, who knows what would happen to Draco?
Harry started up the car and the two drove off. It was an old van, rented from an old neighbor who could barely hear anymore, but Harry had assured Lupin it would work.
After the two went over the plan once more, there was a nervous silence. So much depended on this working, for if it didn't, five people would be ass-deep in problems.
After about an hour of driving, the familiar white and green building came into view.
Harry stepped out first, and added his single blond hair to the flask Lupin held out to him. A putrid smell billowed into the air. It was smell of burning hair.
Harry made a face and pinched his nose, downed it. He gagged at the aftertaste, the acrid taste of burnt flesh. He almost threw it up, but the thought of Draco allowed him to keep it down. Draco, he must remember. He was doing it for Draco.
At first nothing happened. The two exchanged worried looks, then…. "Harry, your eyes!" Lupin exclaimed. He had used Polyjuice potion himself, being a former Marauder, many times. But he had never watched the potion take effect on someone. Harry's beautiful green eyes faded into a cool and pale silver. His features thinned out into a more delicate, but more cruel, face. His tanned skin paled to the creamy skin of someone who had rarely seen the sun and his beautiful rosy lips paled before Lupin's eyes. With an, "Ow, fuck!" Harry grew several inches within seconds, and when he was done, he stared up at Lupin out of these cruel, these alien eyes.
"That'll do," Lupin said gruffly. He had always hated Lucius Malfoy, even at Hogwarts, him and the rest of the Marauders. He had been the adolescent who knew more than the DADA professor about the Dark Arts, and had always been cruel, without any reason at all. What Lupin had now learned about the aristocrat only deepened his intense dislike of the blond to hatred.
"I feel dirty," Harry said in a honeyed, silkier voice. It was the sort of voice that was a practitioner of manipulation and lies.
"Just don't think about it, alright," Lupin said, shaking his head. He himself found it hard not to throw himself at the body and beat him bloody. He had to keep reminding himself that it was Harry he was looking at.
When Lupin was done with his potion, he was a thin woman with brown hair and hawk-like features. Harry recognized the fact that she looked a bit like Sarah. So this was the mother Sarah so hated….
After a pause, Lupin/ Ms. Cummings silently walked up the staircase and rung the doorbell of the hospital.
After a few minutes, a tired looking staff member led them in. Harry held his breath, thinking that somehow they would recognize him for Harry. But when they didn't, he straightened his posture, and strode, like Lucius Malfoy often did, through the hallways.
Harry walked quickly into Draco's room, while Lupin went into Sarah and Kristy's room, which was right next to Draco's.
He sat down on the bed opposite to Draco's, sure to make no sudden movements or go any closer to Draco.
"So," Draco said softly. "Where are you going to kill me today?" His voice was steady, and there was little fear in his eyes. He had known he was going to die for so long. If that day was today, so be it. The only person he would ever miss was Harry.
Harry tried not to look shocked. He was going to kill him today? Fuck, that little bastard…Harry tried not to clench his fists or show any of the rage he felt. He'd kill the bastard.
"No, Draco, I'm not," Harry said, as gently as he could. "I know this will come as a shock to you, but we haven't much time. Kristy and Sarah are already in the car, and we have to leave. It's me, Harry."
"Yes, Father," Draco said dully. Mustn't hope. It couldn't be Harry, why would it be? But then…his father didn't know the names of anyone here….
"No, really, I'll prove it to you," Harry said desperately. "Your personalities are Daren, Emily, Aubric, and another who tried to kill you. We made love in the shower. Uh, Kristy is the weird and kinda cheerful one, and Sarah's the bitchy one. Your favorite fruit is strawberries. You hate Art therapy because you think you can't draw and you love chocolate," Harry said in one breath, gasping for air when he finished.
"Harry!" Draco flung himself at Harry, almost sobbing with relief. "He – he was going to kill me, he was going to rape me until I died, I was going to die, Harry," he said, still talking, while Harry just held him.
Harry kissed the top of his head, loving the scent of his lover. It was something sweet and comforting, like the smell of a picnic in summer. It was his favorite smell now. "Well, I'm here, and you're safe. I'll never let him hurt you, never again, I swear."
Draco sniffed, trying not to cry. Damn his father, he was wrong. He was loved, Harry loved him.
Meanwhile, Kristy and Sarah, already fetched by Ms. Cummings, a.k.a. Lupin, were waiting in the rented van while he okayed the day pass. The day pass let parents/guardians take their child out, if said patient has relatively good behavior. Then they can go out for maybe, three hours say. But many things must be signed and such for this kind of thing.
Both girls were snuggling together, taking comfort in each other's touch. They had always had something more than friendship going on, and they both knew that. But as so far, neither had really acted upon it.
Kristy's head was resting on Sarah's chest in a familiar sort of way, and Sarah's arms were wrapped around Kristy. The two were just lying there, when suddenly Kristy said, "Hey, Sarah, do you want to try an experiment?" Kristy being Kristy, she was never one to mince words. The two had that in common. They were both very blunt and they got what they wanted.
"Sure," Sarah said nonchalantly.
Without further words, Kristy put her soft lips to Sarah's own warm ones. The two hesitated for only a moment, then tongues met and they were lost in each other.
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Harry realized that he and Draco had been too occupied with each other to notice the time and pulled away, gasping for breath.
"Harry! Your eyes are green!" Draco said happily. He hated his father's eerie eyes. It had been one of bravest and hardest things he had ever done, making out with the body who had raped and tortured him for so many years. Harry had asked him the whole way through if he was alright, if they should stop, but Draco had said bravely, "This is the first step I need to take, Harry. Let me do this." And he had.
"Shit!" Harry said. "We have to go!"
The two ran out the door, followed by a rapidly changing Ms. Cummings. Harry considered the day a success and very lucky, as nothing had really gone wrong. No one had even followed them.
Harry and Draco yanked open the doors of the van, only to find… "Sarah! Kristy! What the fuck!" Harry gasped.
Kristy was straddling Sarah, licking a line up her bare stomach. Kristy looked up long enough to say, "What? Is there a problem?" The two glared menacingly at Draco and Harry. Damn them for interrupting.
"Uh, no, sorry," Harry said, grinning like hell. "I just didn't expect this."
Draco was grinning as well. "Fuck Harry, that's so…"
"Hot," they said in unison.
The two girls couldn't help but grin, but Sarah managed to grumble, "Why the fuck is it hot when we make out, but when we hear you moaning in your shower we can't even tell you?"
"Now that was hot," Kristy added. Draco and Harry's grins faltered a bit and they both flushed.
"So, you, uh, heard that, then?" Harry said, blushing harder than ever.
"Oh, yeah. 'Christ, Draco! Harder, harder!' " mimicked Sarah, still grinning.
Harry was blushing harder than ever, and Draco was trying to looked miffed but there was a definite grin peeking through.
Lupin cleared his throat.
"FUCK," they all said in unison as they caught his serious look.
"Now I don't have to give you the birds and the bees talk, do I?" Lupin said, grinning harder than anyone.
"I'm getting in the car," Draco said, and an actual giggle escaped him.
Everyone else, trying not to laugh, got in the van and they all drove home.
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You know, I just realized something. I have almost everything in here that could possibly offend someone. We have: torture, rape, language, slash, fem-slash, incest, insanity, suicide, cutting, (possibly later on there may be some, so just warning you) and a minor sex scene. The only thing I need is drugs. Maybe I'll put some of that in later though, you never know. I don't know why I had to add the last little thing but I have so much fun writing this, and it may lead up to something, all that talk….
