A/N: Hi again! Are you ready to find out what happens next? I hope so, because otherwise you are reading this story for no reason. Anyway here is chapter four of Draco Defiled. I want to thank you all for reading this, and I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter then I would be writing the sixth book of Harry Potter. Key word being IF.

Harry re-read the letter that was sent to him. This letter was going to cause a lot of trouble. It was a letter from Ron, and it read:

Dear Harry,

It's me, Ron. I was wondering if you wanted to come stay for the rest of the summer. My mum and dad already said that it was fine with them. Write back as soon as you get this. Should we use floo powder again? I remember last time it didn't work well. If you think we shouldn't say so in your letter back, and we'll figure out another way.

Ron

P.s. If you can, we will pick you up a three days from today.

" Uh oh," Harry repeated. He couldn't go unless he brought Draco along, and that would surely cause trouble. Plus, Ron would never allow it...unless Ron didn't know it was Draco who was coming.

" What," Draco asked. Harry was still looking at the letter. " What's 'oh no'?" Harry was reading the letter again. He put it down and looked at Draco.

" I'll be right back," Harry said. He ran from the room, closing the door behind him. Draco looked at the letter. He wanted to read it. He stood up for a moment and looked at it. The writing looked really familiar. Draco looked at the door. He really shouldn't read it. It did belong to Harry, but why would that matter?

Draco was about to grab the letter and read it when Harry returned. Harry saw Draco's arm outstretched toward the desk. Harry looked from Draco to the letter, and then back to Draco.

" What are you doing," Harry asked. Draco grabbed the box of band-aids, and sat back down on the bed.

" This box," Draco said. " I was just going to read the back of this box and find out what these things do." Harry walked over to the desk, and picked up the letter.

" They're band-aids," Harry said, folding the letter. " But that's not important. I think you should read this letter." Harry handed the letter to Draco.

" Okay," Draco said. He opened the letter and read it. He calmly folded it and handed it to Harry. " You just left to ask your Aunt and Uncle if we can go, didn't you?" Harry nodded. " They said yes, didn't they."

" Yeah," Harry said. " But listen. It won't be that bad..." Harry stopped because of the look Draco was giving him.

" I am not going," Draco said. " You got me to stay here, there is no way that I am going over to the red-headed weasel's house!"

" They all have red hair," Harry said annoyed. " I thought you knew that all ready." Harry walked to his trunk, and pulled out two pieces of parchment along with a quill and a bottle of ink.

" I do know," Draco said. " Anyway. I still won't go. I doubt your little friend would let me." I knew I recognized that handwriting, Draco thought to himself.

" Well," Harry said sitting down on the chair at his desk. " I already figured out how to get around that pro..."

" I won't go," Draco yelled forcefully, cutting Harry off. " There is no way you are going to convince me to..."

" Would you rather stay here," Harry asked, cutting Draco off. " Think about it Malfoy. Would you rather with a family of pure-bloods, or a family of pure muggles?" Draco thought about it for a moment.

" When do we leave again," Draco asked. Harry smiled at him, and dipped his quill in the bottle of ink.

" Three days from today," Harry said. " Now let me write him back." Harry began to write. Then Draco remembered something.

" Wait," Draco said. Harry looked up at him to indicate he was listening.

" How are we going to get around the whole Weasel problem?" Harry glared at him.

" We are going to be staying at their house," Harry said. " Could you try calling them the Weasleys, just until school starts?"

" Oh fine," Draco said. " But remember. I'm only doing this because, they are letting me stay in their home. So, how are we going to get around the 'Weasley' problem?" Harry smiled.

" Let me finish the letter," Harry said. " Then I'll let you read it, and you'll know." Draco laid down on Harry's bed.

" Okay," Draco said. " Get going. We don't have all day." Harry turned and finished writing the letter. He grabbed the other piece of parchment, and wrote another letter, this one was shorter.

" Here," Harry said, holding the letter to Ron out for Draco. Draco sat up, and took the letter. It read:

Dear Ron,

I asked the muggles, and they okayed it. Go ahead and use floo powder. I'll make sure that I unblock the fire place before you get here. I have someone over here staying with me. He goes to Hogwarts too, and I was wondering if he could come as well. I can't go unless he does, you know what the muggles are like. Be sure to ask your mum and dad if he can stay.

-Harry

" Wow," Draco said handing the letter back to Harry. " You're smarter than I thought you were Potter."

" Yeah," Harry said, folding the letters. " Well. I wrote another one to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley to fill them in. I feel bad enough for not telling Ron who you are. I figured that Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had a right to know." Harry signed the names of the people to whom he was writing on their respective letter, and walked over to Hedwig. " Listen Hedwig. I need you to get these letters to Ron and his mum and dad. Can you do that?" Hedwig hooted her answer, as Harry tied the letters to her leg. Harry watched Hedwig fly out the window before turning to Draco. " We should get some sleep."

Draco nodded, as he lied down in Harry's bed, and pulled Harry's covers over himself. Harry laid the blankets he brought upstairs down on the ground. He turned off the light, before laying down in his blanket-made bed.

Harry quickly fell asleep, but Draco did not. He laid awake staring at the ceiling. It's funny, Draco thought to himself. Potter has helped me out even though I treated him so badly. He's too nice for his own good. Draco rolled over and looked at the wall. He sighed, and closed his eyes. Soon, he too, fell asleep.

Draco woke the next morning and sat up. To his dismay, he was still at Harry's room. Which meant that everything that had happened had not been a dream as he had hoped. Draco looked at Harry's bedside table, and saw that there was a plate with eggs, and toast on it. Sitting next to the plate was a glass of orange juice.

Draco noticed that Harry was not in the room. The bed Harry had made to sleep in the night before had been folded and placed in the corner. Draco wondered where Harry was. But he didn't have to wonder long.

Moments later Harry entered the room, and smiled when he saw that Draco had finally awoken. He didn't blame him for sleeping so long. Harry could tell that Draco needed rest.

" 'Morning Malfoy," Harry said. He walked over to his desk, turned the chair to face Draco, and sat in it. " You know, that's for you." Harry pointed at the food on his bed side table.

" Cool," Draco said, then took a drink of orange juice. " Did you make this too?" Harry nodded.

" Yeah," Harry said. " If I wake up before the Dursleys they have me make them breakfast. You know, if you dip the toast in the egg yolk it tastes better." Draco did as Harry had said, and Harry was right, again. Potter sure does know a lot about this muggle food, Draco thought to himself. He had, of course, had eggs and toast before. However, he had never dipped the toast in the egg yolk before. It wasn't proper breakfast etiquette.

" It's tastes good," Draco said. Trying to make Harry feel better about having to make it. Thought, not sure why.

" Hey Malfoy," Harry said as Draco finished his breakfast. " No offence, but, you're a mess. You can take a bath if you want." Draco looked at himself. He was a mess. He hadn't bathed for three days, and he really did need it.

" You sure," Draco asked. " Won't the muggles have a problem with it, not that it matter to me."

" Nah," Harry said. " As long as they think I'm taking the bath it's fine. I'll just stay in my room until your done." Draco nodded. " Get a change of clothes and follow me. I'll show you where the bathroom is." Draco grabbed a change of clothes, and followed Harry. " Here it is. You can use one of the towels, just be sure to bring it into my room with you."

Draco nodded, and went in. He locked the door behind him, and put his change of clothes on the toilet. Meanwhile, Harry quietly walked back into his room where he found two letters for him.

As Draco began to run his bath Harry opened the letter. One was from Ron, and the other was from Mrs. Weasley. The one from Ron read:

Dear Harry,

I asked my mum and dad about your friend staying and they said it was okay. See you in two days.

Ron

Draco stepped into the tub. He sat down, and felt the cuts and bruises on his legs sting. He grabbed the shampoo, and squeezed some into his hand, then lathered it into his hair.

" Finally," Draco said. " My hair has gotten really greasy lately. I am so glad to get it cleaned." He laid back in the tub to rinse out his hair, smiling.

Harry sighed happily. Things were working out like he had hoped they would. He opened the letter from Mrs. Weasley, and began to read it. The letter read:

Dear Harry,

Of course Draco can come and stay as well. Arthur told me about Draco's father. We'll see you in two days Harry, dear.

Can't wait to see you-

Molly Weasley

Draco winced as he rinsed off his body. His cuts were really stinging, but Draco wasn't worried. It just meant that they were being cleaned. He stood up, and quickly dried himself off. He changed into differant clothes. He put the other ones into the towel, and quietly walked back to Harry's room.

" Hi," Draco said dropping the towel on Harry's bed, and grabbing his clothes. He put them in his trunk, and sat on the bed. Harry took the towel, and put it in a small basket with other clothes.

" We're in the clear," Harry said turning to face Draco. " Ron's okay with it, and so is his parents. They mentioned your father. Isn't he in Azkaban?"

" He is now," Draco said. " Don't you read the Daily Prophet?" He pulled his feet on the bed, and put his knees up to his chest. It was his way off building walls between him and other people, and Harry could tell.

" Not lately," Harry said. " Well, we leave in two days." Draco nodded. " I'll just go take the dishes you used down stairs." Draco nodded again. " I'll be right back." Draco nodded. Harry grabbed the dishes and left the room, wondering if Draco's father had anything to do with Draco showing up at the play park on Mangolia Road.

A/N: Well, things are getting fun aren't they? Tee-hee. - And trust me. They get even more fun in the next chapter. Mwa-ha-ha!!!!!!