Previously: Malcolm wrapped his arm around Hermione. She was trying to push him away, but he kept pulling her closer to kiss her.

Chapter 5: Heartbroken Monster

He succeeded, and Harry leapt to his feet. Angrily he grabbed Malcolm by the neck, and hair.

"How dare you!" Harry growled. At that same moment, Harry's glasses flew from his face, and scalding hot coffee replaced them. He yelled, but he was so furious he just began punching. Malcolm fought viciously. He took out a knife, and slashed Harry's left cheek.

"Aagh!" he yelped. Harry slammed Malcolm over the counter. Malcolm pulled him over too. Then Harry kept punching Malcolm rapidly. Malcolm slammed Harry into the coffee maker which caught on fire. Unfortunately, Harry's right side of his face, the same side that was burnt with coffee, caught on fire too. Harry threw an empty fire extinguisher at Malcolm, and then he was grabbed by a cashier. Harry felt ice being poured on his face. He had to admit; it felt great.

"What the hell Potter!" Harry heard Malfoy's voice say. He was pulled from the bucket of ice. Sure enough, Draco Malfoy was wearing a Starbucks uniform, and was holding onto the neck of Harry's shirt.

"You scared the crap out of me." Malfoy added. Harry looked toward Malcolm who was unconscious.

"You're bleeding everywhere Potter," Malfoy said quietly, and handed him a white towel. Hermione jumped over the counter.

"Hermione!" Harry said happily, forgetting his pain temporarily.

"Hey hun," Hermione said, and kissed Malfoy.

"Hey babe", Malfoy said back. Harry's smile turned to a frown, and his heart dropped to his stomach. Hermione turned to Harry, "The paramedics will be here soon. What's wrong? You look devastated."

Harry felt himself shaking, "Nothing. Nothing."

"You should see that blonde girl. She keeps staring straight ahead, and saying 'Stay Away.' No one knows what's wrong with her or where Coco and Apocalypse have gone," Hermione said.

Harry stood up. "I'm leaving."

"Harry wait for the paramedics," Hermione said sternly. Harry ignored her, and began to run. He ran out of Starbucks, and just kept running. He didn't know where he was going the towel fell from his hands, but he kept running. Running to nowhere, running to nothing. He blocked out everything. A tear fell down his face. His feet stopped in front of an antique store. In the window was a mirror. Harry looked into the mirror. The flesh that was burned was horribly deformed, his right eye was blood red, and the cut in his left cheek had not stopped bleeding. Harry began running again, but this time he was pulled into an alley.

"Harry", a soft and beautiful voice said.

"Coco, can you help me?" Harry asked.

"Maybe," she replied. Coco touched Harry's cut. She leaned in, and kissed Harry's cheek. His hand automatically touched his cheek. It was smooth; there was no blood or scars. He also touched his hair; none of it was gone now.

"I can't do anything about the burns", Coco said before he even touched his right cheek. Apocalypse stared at Coco amazed. Harry smiled, and hugged Coco. Then, he couldn't help it; he broke down, and cried. Coco placed a hand on his shaking shoulder. Harry looked up at her face. She had sadness in her eyes.

"You know why I'm…" Harry cried again.

"Yes." Coco whispered to him, "I'm so sorry."

Apocalypse whispered to Coco "I told you – love stinks."

Coco whispered back to her "Oh this coming from a girl who loves Lu…"

"SHUT UP!"

"Harry…," Coco said softly, "Love is a gift, and a curse. A gift to see beyond appearances, and a curse, because when it ends it hurts like Hell."

Harry gave a half-hearted chuckle, but he hugged Coco tighter, and he felt her doing the same. He knew he shouldn't cry, but he loved Hermione. She betrayed him. He began to cry again as he remembered Malfoy, and Hermione, no, Granger kissing. Coco swayed back & forth, and said "Shh", which actually did comfort the 16 year old boy. Apocalypse raised an eyebrow at this, but said nothing.

As the sun began to set Coco whispered, "We should go home."

Harry pulled away from Coco. "Home?" he said angrily, "I have no home! Everything I do is wrong. No one likes me there. All it is, is a prison!"

"I've been to prison. I've been places you can not possibly imagine. Believe me when I say that you have much much more than most. So forgive those who did you wrong, but don't forget and lets go back to Privet Drive," Coco said holding his shoulders. Harry sighed loudly, and then nodded.

"I didn't know you could be so sentimental", Apocalypse whispered to Coco. Coco shrugged, and remained silent.

"Could I stay in your room tonight?" Apocalypse asked changing the subject. Coco nodded yes.

"Where were you!" Uncle Vernon roared as the door opened.

Aunt Petunia walked to the door to greet them. "Oh my goodness!...