WARNINGS: This story will be eventual Harry/Draco slash, which means that they will have a relationship. If you are in any way homophobic, I suggest you leave now and don't flame me. Other warnings include child abuse, swearing, drug abuse, alcohol abuse, rape and sexual content. You have been warned.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry and Co…JK Rowling does. Songs throughout this story belong to various artists and myself. I'll tell you when we get there. Oh…the plot belongs to me. The term "Olive Juice" is from the movie "The Other Sister" if you haven't seen it, it's AMAZING. I think you should go out and rent it.

A/N: This chapter hasn't changed from the original.

Chapter 13: Olive Juice
Last time on Wrong Turn…

Perhaps Harry was finally ready to let everything go.

Perhaps he had found a place to call home.

And perhaps he had finally found someone to love.

Perhaps…

Draco Malfoy opened his eyes to be greeted with the sight of his boyfriend's sleeping head resting on his (Draco's) bare chest. This, to him, was the greatest way to wake up. Silently Draco kissed the top of Harry's black mop of hair and tightened his arms protectively around the raven-haired teens also bare waist.

Two weeks ago when he had learned what had happened to Harry at his home, his heart had ached. They had, in all honestly, not been together very long, but they both felt a very strong pull to one another that neither knew how to explain. So, after learning that knowledge, Draco and Harry took it slow, and have never been beyond snogging and feeling above the belt. Draco wanted Harry to be comfortable.

It was time to go to school tomorrow, so it was their last night of freedom. The blonde's thoughts turned to Harry's friends: The Golden Trio. How were they going to take Harry being gay, dressing the way he does, and, above all, dating him. Draco Malfoy. The person who had given them all hell for the past 6 years.

"Mm…Ray?" Harry whispered drowsily, not yet opening his eyes but snuggling more into Draco's chest.

"Yes, babe?" Draco whispered, petting Harry's raven locks. He was just so comfortable here, holding the person he loved.

"I don't want to get up."

"Then don't," Draco said quietly.

"Ray?"

"Yeah?" Draco loved his nickname.

"School tomorrow, right?"

"Yes."

"What am I going to do, Ray?" Harry sounded very upset and worried.

"What do you mean, baby?" Draco asked, sitting up a little, getting worried himself.

"What am I going to do? What if…" Harry paused them, giving Draco a slight kiss on his chest, "What if Ron and Hermione don't accept me for…me? What if they don't like the way I dress or that I'm gay or that…" Harry stopped them, giving Draco another kiss on the chest, still not opening his eyes.

"They don't like the fact that you're dating me?" Draco finished.

He felt Harry nod his head and felt yet another ache in his heart. Harry yet again kissed Draco's chest and began tracing invisible patterns on his smooth stomach with his pointer finger. Draco shivered and, if it was possible, pulled Harry closer.

"Harry?"

"Yeah, Ray?" Harry gave another kiss.

"I love you." Harry stopped what he was doing and opened his eyes with a snap, not looking up at Draco. Draco's heart was pounding in his chest, and Harry's lack of answer and movement made him think it was the wrong thing to say. Suddenly Harry started shaking and Draco felt something wet on his chest…Harry was crying.

"What's wrong, luv?" Draco asked quietly, tightening, yet again, his arms around his waist, trying to comfort the one he loved. Harry finally lifted his head and looked Draco in the eye, tears streaming down his face.

"No one has ever loved me this way before…" Harry trailed off, face turning red, and looked away in shame and embarrassment. Draco couldn't help but smile…he was so cute.

"I do," Said Draco, "I love you more than anything in the world…please don't cry." He reached a hand out and wiped away the tears flowing down Harry's face. Harry laughed a nervous, embarrassed laugh and leaned over and kissed Draco square on the lips, long and hard.

"I love you, too," He whispered before laying his head on Draco's chest yet again, still smiling. Taking a deep breath Harry settled his face in the crook of Draco's neck, taking in his scent. He was the happiest he's been in a long time.

"G'night Ray," Harry said before falling asleep again.

"Hello, my Raven," The women again. Harry groaned and looked around the beach he was currently sitting on.

"Hello," Harry sighed, crossing his legs where he sat, getting comfortable.

He squinted his eyes and looked out to the large crystal clear ocean crashing onto the sandy shore, soaking his clothes. The scent of lilies once again met his nose and whispering met his ears.

"How have you been Raven?" Lips were touching his ears again, tickling his senses.

Harry's answer was a shrug as he stared into the vast blue, trying to understand why he was brought here once again. What did all of this mean, and what did he have to do with it? Still, the biggest question was,

"Who are you?" There was a soft girlish giggle that met his ears and words were whispered,

"That, Raven, if for me to know and for you to find out. I have a message for you."

"What would that be?"

"Your wolf is in trouble."

TBC…

A/N: Kind of short, again, but…wait for it! Go to chapter 14 NOW!

I was going to rewrite this chapter, and I tried, but it always came out bad. Guess what you had sometimes is better than what you can get, eh?

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