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A/N I have someone to proof read this story! yay -thanx Kaikiki- Its great that you offered your services to me, because i know (and feel stupid for it) that i have really horrible grammar. So thank her for helping me out! Cherry0214 Heres more for ya! :P without further ado, i give you Chapter ten. (I wonder when this story is going toend, because that thought makes me sad!)

Harry had never told Hagrid about the rape, which he felt bad for. But when he, Ron and Hermione visited him, he had been enthusiastic about wanting to introduce Boot to a dragon. "Hagrid!" Hermione had said in that scandalized tone and he had stopped talking about it.

Harry guessed Hagrid didn't mind not being told about what had happened, but if Boot ever came within sight of Hagrid he might get cursed to hell. Harry couldn't wait to see Hagrid again for Care of Magical Creatures, but he could wait to see Malfoy. Harry didn't want to ask for

Malfoy's help, and just thinking about it made him want to jump off a bridge.

You can't feel anything or worry about anything after you've drowned, or so Harry would like to believe.

Harry was really nervous when he went to Hagrid's class the next day, and the sight of Malfoy only made it worse. He stood there sneering at the animals, they were animals right? Harry frowned and thought of the many ways it could go if he were to approach Malfoy...

One scenario was, "Malfoy, can you come to Boot's trial and tell them what you saw?" Harry would ask.

"Scar Head, I don't know what your talking about" Malfoy would reply, and Harry would be in deep shit. Then Malfoy would start to laugh in his face and tell him how much of a slut he was.

Harry imagined the trial as well, and kept thinking that it would end with Boot freed and coming after Harry. After this thought Harry would turn pale and start to shake. Ron kicked him after a few moments though, distracting him from his nervous break down.

"Mate, pay attention" Ron whispered.

Harry nodded and looked over at Malfoy again. 'I guess I'll ask him to talk after class...' Harry thought before leaving his troubled mind for the actual lesson he was supposed to be learning.

"Malfoy, could I have a word?" Harry asked the paler boy, who was standing beside his Slytherin pack. Malfoy stared at him with those gray eyes, as if calculating Harry himself. With a nod to his goons and a wave to the rest of the Slytherin's, he grabbed

Harry's hand and led him away.

"Potter, what is this about?" Malfoy said not sounding at all bored or angry. He didn't even seem ready to insult Harry. Malfoy seemed, if a word could describe it, anxious, not at all what Harry had been anticipating.

"Well you know when you walked in...?" Harry whispered, blushing slightly. He didn't want to say 'on Boot and I?' because he would feel a little stupid and embarrassed.

"Yes, I remember." Malfoy responded, "And this has to do with?"

Harry took a breath and gulped. "Well it seems you and I are the only ones who know for sure this happened. And, well, I need a little more evidence other then the fact I was really distressed for weeks on end. So I was wondering if..." Harry trailed off, staring at Malfoy's face.

Malfoy seemed to brighten up visibly. Why he would do that Harry didn't know, but he didn't much care at this point. He only wanted Malfoy to answer him.

"If...?" Malfoy said, edging Harry to continue.

"If you would testify what you saw." Harry said, looking at Malfoy, feeling very nervous and anxious. He thought he would explode if Malfoy took any longer then five seconds to answer.

"I guess I could..." Malfoy said, looking at Harry with an odd grin on his face.

"You'll do it?" Harry said, feeling a little better.

"Yes, but one thing." Malfoy said, holding up his pointer finger to Harry's nose. He pinched Harry on the nose and got a squeak of surprise out of Harry before going on to what he had to say, "I get to brag about how I saved the great Harry Potter from the rapist."

Harry glared at Malfoy. "That's so typical of you...trying to gain fame off of my fucking troubles! I shouldn't have asked you..." Harry growled, turning around peeved at Malfoy for even thinking he wanted a reminder that he had to be saved from a rapist.

Malfoy caught his wrist, and Harry turned to give him what he thought was a death glare. Malfoy gave him a glare that beat his glare. "You know, I don't want to brag because it's something bad that happened to you."

Harry cut him off, "Could have fooled me!"

"Potter, do shut it for two seconds." He waited for two seconds and

Harry stayed silent. "Thank you. Potter, you think I have it easy? My father is in prison and I'm seen as a bastard. No one would believe I did something good unless you tell them I saved you from that asshole. I don't want the world to see me as a prick for my whole life," Malfoy explained.

Harry had to admit, he did have a point. Harry decided to leave it that way, he would get what he wanted and Malfoy would get what he wanted. "Fine, we both win from this, just do your bragging when you're not in my sight" Harry growled, before walking away to the castle doors.

Malfoy stopped him once more. "Potter you owe me something" he said, walking in front of Harry, stopping him from walking anywhere.

"I'm letting you brag, I don't owe you anything else" Harry said before Malfoy kissed him on the lips. "M—M—Malfoy?" Harry stuttered, shaken and somewhat scared.

"I'm not going to do anything to you Potter; I just can't keep stealing kisses from you and walking away." Malfoy said, looking Harry in the eye.

"Malfoy... I..." Harry said, unsure of how to go on. "I'm not ready for anything..." he whispered. Malfoy nodded, but pulled Harry to his chest, wrapping his arms securely around the other boy.

"You have no idea how much I have wanted to do that Potter. I just wanted you to know... I'm here." Malfoy said, before unhanding Harry and walking into the castle, behind him a stunned and silenced Harry Potter let himself smile, just a tiny smile.

"Harry, why were you talking to Malfoy?" Ron asked,looking at Harry suspiciously.

"I need him to testify against Boot." Harry said, and Ron looked grave.

"I forgot about that. Is he actually going to do it?" Ron asked sitting down on the sofa in the common room.

"Yeah, if he gets to brag about rescuing me" Harry responded, his face turning sour at the thought of Malfoy and how he liked to brag.

"The bloody git!" Ron growled, eyes narrowing a bit.

"Ron just leave it. If it helps put Boot away, I don't care if Malfoy decides to start saying he's the queen of England." Harry stated.

Ron snickered, "The queen of England is right, he's a pansy," Ron laughed, getting a smirk out of Harry. Even if Ron was just saying it, Harry knew it actually was the truth.

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