'Back again, sir?'

Harry stood awkwardly in the lobby. He was back at the mental hospital. The receptionist was staring at him with wide eyes. She was obviously surprised, Harry couldn't blame her. He didn't want to be here.

'Yes, er, is it possible to see-'

'Mr Malfoy again, sir? Oh yes, of course…'the woman interrupted.

Damn, Harry thought.

After getting a man to take him to Malfoy's room, Harry stared at his hand which was clasping the door handle that lead to Malfoy. He could go back. After what happened the day before he was still in no hurry to see the Slytherin again. Sighing, he pushed open the door.

The guard closed it behind him. Harry was in darkness.

'Hello? Malfoy, where are you?' Harry called, trying very hard to sound calm.

'Why would you like to know?' a voice replied sweetly.

Harry took a couple of steps into the room, hoping his eyes would adjust before Malfoy tried to take advantage of Harry's temporary blindness. But he was too late.

'Yelp!' Harry cried, after having his hair pulled.

Behind him he heard Malfoy laughing. Harry turned. Malfoy had moved and Harry felt someone kick him in the leg.

'Ow, quit it!' Harry snapped, sounding like a child.

Malfoy fell past him and onto the floor, laughing his heart out.

'Malfoy get up…'Harry said steadily. Malfoy ignored him or maybe didn't hear him over his laughing. 'Malfoy, I don't have time for this, now get up.'

To his surprise Draco obeyed. Malfoy stood two feet away for Harry and looked intently at him.

'Does your tummy hurt?' he asked suddenly.

'I-what?' Harry said, taken back. His hand automatically went to his stomach.

'Does your tummy hurt?' Malfoy repeated slowly.

'No…' Harry said. He was surprised to say the least. Here he was, in a mental hospital, listening to Draco Malfoy asking him about his health. He was saying 'tummy' for crying out loud.

'How about now?'

'No'

'Now?'

'No'

'How about now?'

'No, Malfoy-'

'Now?'

'No!'

'Now?'

'Malfoy, shut up!' Harry cried angrily. 'I'm absolutely fine so-!'

'One last time!' Malfoy said. He looked hard at Harry.

'FINE!'

'Does it hurt…now?'

Harry suddenly paled. He doubled over in pain, his arms wrapped around his waist. He fell to the floor.

Malfoy grinned at him. 'Does it hurt?'

Oh come on! Harry thought as pain repeatedly hit him. 'Yes,' he muttered. It took all of his power and concentration not to scream. He never showed any weakness to Malfoy and he wasn't going to start now.

'Want it to stop?'

Harry nodded; he didn't want to open his mouth in case he screamed. As fast as it came, the pain was gone.

Breathing heavily, Harry slowly picked himself off the floor.

'What just happened?' Harry asked.

Instead of answering Harry's question, Malfoy frowned and said 'don't ever order me around, Potter…'

They were quiet for a couple of minutes. Malfoy retreated to the back of the room (which Harry could now see). Harry stood in the middle of the room, one arm across his belly as if to protect it. It took those two minutes for Harry to remember why he was there.

'Erm, Malfoy?' he said.

'What does wittle Potty want now?'

'What happened to your home, I mean, mansion?'

'…'

'Who owns it?'

'…'

'Come on, Malfoy, you must know something!'

'Of course I do!' Draco snapped. 'But I'm not telling you anything!'

Great, Harry thought, just great. I came here, twice, for nothing. He's not going to tell me anything!

Harry went towards the door. He had no reason to stay. Not only had he scared me but he scared…

'Jordan…' Harry said quietly, stopping suddenly.

'What was that Potty Potter?'

Harry turned quickly, 'would you tell Jordan?' seeing Malfoy's blank expression he said 'the blonde boy I was with yesterday.'

At the mention of Jordan Malfoy looked interested. 'The boy who looked like me?'

'Er, yeah…him…'Harry said oddly. 'Anyway, if he asked, would you tell him?'

Malfoy's eyes widened, 'yes! Where is he?'

He was advancing on Harry, who was slowly backing away closer to the door. If Malfoy got mad he would kill, well, it appeared that way to Harry. 'He's not with me right now. Would you like me to come tomorrow with him?'

What did I just say! Harry thought. Would I bring Jordan here again?

'Can't he come sooner?' Malfoy rushed.

'No, em,' Harry tried to think of a reason, 'he's-he's asleep right now.'

'No he isn't!' Draco snapped. 'I know when he's asleep!'

Harry stared at him. What did he mean by th-?

SLAM

Harry once again fell to the floor. The door had opened behind him and pushed him down.

'Oh, sorry sir,' the guard said. 'Times up.'

Dazed, Harry stood. 'Oh, ok…'

'Will you come back?' Malfoy said.

'Em, yeah…'

As the cell door was locked, all Harry could think was 'what the hell will I tell Hermione?

'Absolutely no way, Harry'

'Oh come on Herm, Ron-'

'We'll find Ron with or without Malfoy's help!'

'But how? You said before the police are getting no-where with this. You said a bunch of chimpanzees could do better.'

'Do you not watch nature programs? Chimps are smart!'

(Five minutes later)

'Harry, you don't even know what snood means!'

'I do so! I know it's a smart word!'

'It's a decorative hair net!

'…'

'Listen Harry, I don't trust him with my little boy! '

'What if you came too?'

'I don't want to see him, Harry!'

'Really? Oh but I'm sure Ron wanted to get kidnapped, I'll bet it was his dream!'

'This is different Harry…'

'I know that! You wouldn't be in danger, Herm, Ron is!'

'Fine! I'll go, but Harry if anything happens…'

'thank you Hermione, goodnight.'

AN I can't believe it took this long to update. I've had I nice holiday and I'm ready to write. Hoped you enjoyed it, Review! Jaspercat