"Who?" Hermione asked again falling into the closest chair.

"Honestly is that the only word you can say?" Draco asked pacing around the room. "It was Harry. H-A-R-R-Y, you know Potter,"

"Yes Draco I know who Harry is thank you." Hermione snapped.

"Is he really dead?" Draco asked after a few minutes in silence. Hermione's head snapped up and she looked over at Draco who had stopped pacing and was staring out of the window.

"He was never found Draco. Nothing. No body, no part of him." Hermione said gently, "If he's not dead no one knows where he is. But there is the chance that he could be alive somewhere." Draco turned to her a look of hope on his face, "buts it's so unlikely. After so long with nothing form him, no magic trace, he's just gone. Everyone believes him dead. And after so many years even I have grown to except it."

"No." Draco said turning back to the window. "He can't be." He said firmly as if trying to tell himself as well as force the fact onto anyone who would try to contraindicate him.

Hermione looked at him watching as desperation tried to take hold of him and Draco forcing it back. "All right Draco. Its okay." She said pushing herself out of the chair and wrapping her arms around him. He didn't react to the hug at first, but eventually he brought his arms around her.

He just stood there in the arms of Harry's friend. He would find Harry.


The week passed and Hermione got Draco out of the hospital. He was oddly quiet most of the time always seeming to be somewhere else. Hermione still did everything she could to get close to him but he wasn't very responsive. Soon she started missing the old snobby Malfoy rather then the new quiet one who seemed to be devoid of emotions since hearing about Harry.

A few days after he was let out he found a job in the ministry. He seemed to be doing better after a few months and him and Hermione did become friends.

He seemed to like his new job and the fact that he was finally free, but he still at times would go cross-eyed, trying to see into a time and place that had long since past.

It had been little less then three months that he had been working there when he announced to Hermione that he was resigning and moving to the states.

Many people asked him not to leave and just as many tried to make him stay. In the few months he had proven to people he wasn't whom person many thought him to be and he'd made friends with many of the other workers.

Draco was sad to go hut he couldn't stay any longer. Hermione helped him with his packing.

"Where will you go?" she asked. One of the times she had been over at his apartment. He was still the owner of Malfoy Mansion, but there was no telling weather or not there were people still lurking around there. The ministry had gone and searched the place a few times, but Draco didn't feel safe living there, so he had gotten himself something new.

They had just finished boxing up his bedroom and were taking a break before talking any of the other rooms.

"I don't know." He answered truthfully.

"What are you planning on doing down there?" she asked.

"Whatever I want." He answered. Hermione looked over at him and put down her drink with a sigh.

"What room are we doing next?" she asked.


"I'll miss you." Draco said pulling away form Hermione as he looked around the ministry. He had to go to a special location to apperate over continents legally. And the closest one was close to the ministry.

"Me too." Hermione whispered voice chocked with sobs. They had become very close in the time he was there, and she was sad to see him go. "Stay in touch." She ordered pulling away.

"Of course." Draco said, he placed a small kiss on her cheek. She gave him a watery smile as he turned and walked out of the building.


"Hello?" a dark haired man yawned into the phone lying next to his bed.

"Harry darling," a squeaky female voice floated across the line, "I got you another audition."

"And why did you have to call me at," Harry glanced over at the bedside table squinting, "nine?"

"Well hun, the only time open for you to try out is at eleven, and I know it takes you at least an hour to wake up."

"Thank you Shelly," Harry grumbled into the phone,

"Of course sweetheart, now it's going to be at…" Harry grabbed one of the pieces of paper littering his nightstand and wrote the address down.

"Don't worry Harry you're a shoe in for the lead." Shelly said hanging up.

Harry hung up the phone and stumbled to the bathroom. He put in his contacts and moved to his closet.

He threw the doors open and started rummaging through his cloths pulling out the first thing he saw that looked good.

He moved to the bathroom and soon was surrounded by steam.


"Mr. Potter, if you would come with me please?" a petite young brunette said walking up to Harry and leading him through a door to where a verity of people were sitting.

"Mr. Potter is it?" one of them asked looking down at her clipboard and back up at him.

"Yes." Harry said moving further into the room and smiling hesitantly.

"Well Mr. Potter were going to have you do a dry reading with Jennifer," she said pointing to the young girl who had show him into the room, "this is what I would like for you to read." She said pointing to one of the many scripts lining the front of the table where the four people were sitting. "When ever your ready you can begin." She said sitting back in her chair.

The different people behind the desk had him read a few of the different scripts. "Thank you for your time, we'll let you know what we decide with in the week." The women said.

"Thank you." Harry said walking with Jennifer out of the room.


"Jesse," Harry shouted running into the make-up room, he spotted the red headed girl and fell into the seat in front of her.

"You're late." She said, as it was usual that he was late almost every morning.

"I know. Can't break with tradition now can I?" he asked sweetly as she rubbed lotion onto his face and got started painting on the pounds of make-up. She chuckled at him. The two were great friends her having been one of the first people he'd met on the show after he'd landed the lead role four years ago.

"At least your never too late." She said pretending to be angry. Harry grinned at her and leaned back in his chair,

"Stop moving, I don't know why you try to make this difficult." She whined.

"I'm only trying to make sure you don't get bored." Harry replied moving in his seat till he got comfortable.

"Sure, that's what you say." Harry just grinned at her.

"Make me beautiful." He ordered.

"That would take all day." Jesse replied.

"Haha." Harry said back dryly.

"Jesse," one of the casting men said poking his head into the room, "hurry up with Potter, we have to many extras and need you to fix one of them up."

"All right Carl, I've only got a little bit left to do with Harry and then you can send him in."

"Thanks Jesse." Carl said walking out of the room talking into this radio.

"Tons of extras, fun." Harry said,

"You know you like it, tons of cute boys." Harry grinned at her,

"That's not the point. The shots take longer with a lot of them in it."

"You can pretend you don't like them all you want, I will always know better."

"Yeah, you and no one else."

"You're done." Jesse declared. " Go and be wonderful." She shouted shoeing him out of the room.


"Cut." The director shouted,

"Harry, get over here." The director shouted as the make-up people were swarming around fixing everything with his appearance. "This is Draco." He said pulling a platinum blonde along next him, "he's going to be on the next few episodes."

"Hello." Harry said as the blonde turned to look at him. Draco turned to look at him and gasped.

"Potter?" Draco asked shocked.

"Yes?" Harry said confused and checking out the new guy who was staring at him, "do I know you?"

"Of course you do. This is where you've been? Why didn't you ever come back?"

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked looking between Draco and the director.

"I have no idea what he is talking about Harry." The director said, "Now please get ready for the next scene. You only have a few minutes."

"Sure." Harry turned back to Draco and looked him over carefully. "What were you talking about?"

"Come on Harry, I can understand why you wouldn't want these muggles to know who you are but you don't have to play dumb with me."

"Muggles? What's that?"

"Please Potter, I don't believe for a second you could have forgotten everything that happened to you five years ago. Even if you want to be a muggle."

"You know me five years ago?" Harry asked startled.

"Of course I did you idiot." Draco snapped.

"What happened? Where did I live? Why don't I remember?" he asked desperately.

"What are you on about Potter?"

"Places everyone." An assistant director called out. Harry looked at the set then back at Draco. He concentrated on Draco for a moment and turned to go back to the set.

"What did you do to me?" Draco shouted as Harry walked away a tingling running through his body.

"Nothing." Harry shouted back. Harry turned a little and grinned at Draco who was glaring at his back. Harry just grinned and walked to his place on the set.


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