A/N: Okay well I have decided I am going to start dedicating my chapters. Dunno why just will. Anyway this chapter is dedicated to …..drum roll…..fifespice! Who has recently been reviewing many of my stories and has reviewed this one 3 times:-D so this is for you fifespice. Hope you like it! On with the show!

HARRY

I left David and started walking towards the building where my radio show was broadcast from. I swear only David could be grounded and still end up getting a girl's number. I saw her slipping the paper to him, I give her points for subtlety. She seemed nice enough though, I did find it odd that she was excited about her father calling in to the show though, we didn't get to many male phone calls so It should be pretty easy to figure out which one was her father.

"Hey Debbie" I say walking in to the studio

"Hey Harry," she said looking through a thick binder .I sat down in my booth and put my head phones on leaving the door that connected out rooms open.

"What's all that?" I asked while looking through a stack of CD's.

"Nothing" she says distractedly. Now I know Debbie, and when she says nothing she means, none of you business, so naturally, I quietly snuck up behind her and began reading over her shoulder.

"Name: Jake Hackensal Age: 46 Height…" Debbie quickly snapped the binder closed and turned to glare at me, blushing in embarrassment.

"Don't you have a show to do." She snaps at me putting the book under her desk.

Laughing I make my way back in the booth. "Honestly Deb, a dating service?"

"Shut up" is all she said before slamming the door on me

"We will talk about this later!" I shout to her through the glass window that separated us. Sitting back down I shake my head and put my headphones back on. I place the new Rilo Kiley CD into the player and wait for my cue. When it comes I fall into my pattern of introducing my self and playing a song. I realize I've forgotten to call home and make sure David's there and as Debbie to do it quickly. She does so but not after cursing me under her breath. I'm pleased to hear he actually went home I know she's embarrassed but honestly, a dating service? When the music ends it's time to open the line.

DRACO

"Willow!" I yell at her through the door, "Hurry up and get out here!"

"I'm not coming out in this. I can't believe you got me to buy it!" She is the most fickle woman on earth I'm sure. Willow and I had spent most of the morning out shopping, and then made our way back to the hotel to order room service.

"Then change and get out here! I need you to put Harry's Love Line on!" Obviously forgetting how she didn't want anyone to see her and shot out of the bathroom and straight over to the radio. After fiddling with the dial she seemed to find the station.

"I can't believe I almost forgot it was on. I hope he gives a shout out to me." I looked over at Willow raising my eyebrow why would she get a shout out from Harry? She noticed my look and then gave me one before realization dawned on her face. "Oh god I forgot to tell you! While you were in the back trying on clothes at one of the stores… I met him… I met Harry Potter!" She looked so excited, but my heart stopped. Harry had been in one of the shops with us and I missed him. She wasn't done talking though. "See I had dropped some of the clothes from a shelf and his son came over to help me and well he came over to yell at is son for going off without him." I couldn't believe it Harry was…wait. Did she just say that Harry had a son? If he had a son, he must have a family. I slumped slightly until I heard what came next out of her mouth. "I gave him my number and Mr. Potter can't wait for your call today. Only I forgot to tell him your name."

"Willow when you met him did you give him your last name?"

"Yeah, why?" she asked.

Okay so he didn't know I was here. Maybe I still had a chance all I ad to do was call. The next thing I heard was Harry's voice resonating out of the radio.

"Here." Willow said handing me my phone. I punched in the number as Harry spoke it and pressed send. Soon enough I heard a woman's voice on the line.

"Yes, hi, my name's Draco. I called yesterday."

"Ah yes here we are, you'll be on next now when Harry picks up you can give him a false name if you don't want anyone knowing who you are."

"Right. Thank you." As she put me on hold my heart started pounding I hadn't thought about my name, I really couldn't use my real one or what I would say. I didn't have time to think about it though, the music on the phone stopped and I heard Harry's voice asking me for my name and problem. I froze, and then slowly began to speak after being nudged in the ribs by Willow. "Oh umm… hi, my name's…Dr…ake."

"Nice to meet you Drake." I heard his cheery voice say, it put me at ease hearing the smile in his voice. "So what can I help you with?"

"Well I'm not actually sure you can."

"Well try me." I decided to be as truthful as I could.

"Okay but you're going to think I'm lower than low," here I took a deep breath "I was an arse to my boyfriend, I… I cheated on him…with a woman."

"I see well that actually happens to a lot of gay couples when one of the two isn't comfortable with their sexuality and needs conformation." I could hear the tone in his voice change, getting defensive but trying to be understanding. I stopped him though.

"No, no, that's not it. I'm completely comfortable with my being gay, and I have no doubts that he is the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, my family kicked me out, cut me off, and doesn't even consider me to be born, and I still want to be with him."

"Then why did you do it?" He seemed honestly curious if not angry.

"I… I don't know."

"Did you know the woman?"

"Yes… I had dated her, before I had realized I was gay. Its how my boyfriend…ex-boyfriend and I met. She and I went to her house, we thought it was empty, and we were getting ready to have sex, she had her head in my lap, the only thing was that… I couldn't get it up. He opened the door though thinking she was in there alone. He was so beautiful and sexy I immediately shot up and well he started to yell, but not at me, at her. Apparently he had had a crush on me for a while, and was pissed she had gone after me when she had know of his feelings. I got pissed at her too and when he left I yelled at her grabbed my pants and went after him. We started dating soon after that. Huh, funny to think he found me in the same position when we broke up, only difference is that I was drunk the second time" I waited for a few seconds, my voice nearly broken with all the emotional stress of telling that. "I need him back, he's the only one for me, and if it weren't for my daughter Willow I don't think I'd be able to live without him in my life." I thought that by now he would have hung up and that soon he'd be telling the whole of England how horrible a person like me who would cheat was.

"Your daughter? You had a child with the woman?"

"No I adopted"

"Oh… "He was silent for a long time, and I was scared. "You were right I can't help you." My heart dropped and smashed. "I want to more than anything, but I can't"

I had to ask I had to, "You can't or you won't?" I knew there was malice behind it but I couldn't help it. It hurt horribly.

"Trust me it's can't. Your ex wants you back, but he won't take you back, it won't matter what you do. You've lost him for good. I'm sorry." He sounded so lost and cold, not at all like the Harry I knew, in fact I had forgotten it was Harry I was talking to.

"How do you know?" I screamed at the phone. "There has to be a way to get him back there has to be." I whispered the last part actually breaking down and crying.

"I know because it happened to me. I once had a boyfriend who cheated on my with my best friend's sister. I loved him, I wanted him back, but I couldn't take him back. He begged and pleaded, I wanted to take him back but I couldn't let myself. I haven't seen him in4 years" It was almost silent except for my quiet sobbing. Willow was rubbing my back, and whisper words of encouragement. I had forgotten she was there. "I really wish I could…well… actually... there may be one way."

"Anything…. I'll do anything to get him back."

"It would take too much time to explain on air, but if …wait you said you had a daughter named Willow, right."

"Yes I do" I said sniffling.

"I hate to ask you this on air but is your last name Marks?" I almost responded that no it wasn't, before remembering that I couldn't let him know who I really was, and told him that yes, yes it was. "In that case would it be all right if I called you after the show? I met your daughter earlier this morning and she gave my son her number."

"That would be fine. Thank you."

"I honestly hope I can help." He said before I was connected back to the woman and then hung up. I looked toward Willow who was confused and scared. I realized then I had put off telling Willow for too long. I had to tell her, about everything, and it looked like I would have to do it now. I wiped my eyes, turned off the radio, and sat on the couch motioning for Willow to sit next to me.