Warning: Discussion of attempted Rape

NoTeS SiStEr – I got your review for Betrayal on FictionPress. Thanks sooo much. I only have 2 reviews for it an it's been up since January. No, I did not get the idea from Black Jewels Trilogy, although I loved those books. I read them maybe a year ago and I have been working on Betrayal since 2002 or 2003. A long time. Writing by hand, I'm on chapter 27, but I don't like the beginning and I am re-writing a lot of it. Like going from First person to third. The re-written stuff is what's posted. LOL. Thanks though! I lurve reviews.

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P.S. does anyone know what an f/f pairing is? Is it a female/female or Femslash pairing? Cause that would make sense. Yaoi for slash and Yuri for Femslash… anyway…

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Chapter 1

The raven-haired young man scanned the crowd, emerald eyes anxious. The beginning of Sixth year was exciting, but it wouldn't be complete without his friends.

Finally, he caught sight of a pale blonde head. "DRACO!" He called over the noise of the station. The blonde turned and began to push through the crowd toward him.

"Harry!" A soft voice purred in his ear. He felt an arm around his waist.

"Blaise! I missed you. Have you seen any of the others? Draco's coming." He turned and kissed her lightly on the mouth.

"Well, that's a fine how-do-you-do! I don't even get a hello and Blaise gets a kiss!" Draco huffed then laughed. Harry broke away from Blaise and smirked.

He leaned over and pecked the blonde on the mouth. Draco's eyes widened in shock at his best friend and he turned bright red. "Happy, now?" Harry chuckled at the look on Draco's face. "You still feel left out?"

"NO! Definitely not! Don't ever do that again!" He coughed and finally smiled. "I didn't know you were gay, Harry!"

"Harry choked. "Bi, maybe, but definitely not gay!" He turned back to scan the crowd again. "Hey! Look! I see 'Mione!"

A frizzy brown-haired head making it's way toward them. Finally, Hermione broke through the pack of students, dragging Pansy behind her by the wrist. Harry swept Hermione up in a giant hug. He spun her around and set her on her feet again, kissing her lightly as he'd done to Blaise. He kissed Pansy as well.

"My, you're happy today." Hermione laughed softly.

Harry grinned. "Well, we're starting another school year. Fresh promise."

Draco snorted. "By that he means, new girls to date. A whole new grade worth passed the I-Won't-date-any-below-third-year rule."

Harry chuckled and whacked the blonde on the back of the head. "Come on! We still need to find Vince and Greg." They made their way toward the train, only to find that their two missing comrades had already found them a compartment.

With the seven of them in the compartment, it was full but not uncomfortable, yet. They talked, telling each other about their summers. Harry noticed the dark shadow in the back of Draco's eyes when he skimmed over his 'boring' summer.

Trying to cheer his friend up or at least make him laugh, Harry went into a long detailed description of his sexual exploits over the summer. This had Draco laughing and Pansy, Blaise, and Hermione blushed scarlet. Harry smirked at this.

While he held court with his friends a small group of people were standing in the hallway. Finally, a knock came at the door. "God, I was wondering when they'd get up the courage to knock. Took 'em long enough." Harry muttered, before called, "Come in!"

Draco looked at him sideways, but they all turned to the new comers.

Ginny Weasley pushed her way through the crowd in the doorway and immediately sat on Harry lap. "Thanks for asking, Gin!" He snorted. His friends all looked at him as if he was mad. "What? She's my girlfriend."

"Oh, God! Another one already!" Draco groaned.

Hermione nodded. "How many girlfriends have you had now?"

"Um…" Harry had to think. "I…I lost count at 25, but that was sometime at the end of last year."

Ginny looked at him. He smiled at her and she grinned. She leaned in close, so only he could hear her, and whispered, "Who are you waiting for, Harry? Hermione? Pansy? Blaise? Draco?" At this, Harry yelped in surprise and leapt to his feet, causing Ginny to fall to the floor. She smirked up at him. Everyone stared at him; his face was bright red. Ginny stood and kissed him. "I don't mind, Harry. Everyone knows you bisexual anyway!" She breathed into his ear.

"What?" He choked. "No, they don't! I don't even…!" He trailed off at the looks on everyone's faces. He composed himself and sat back down. Ginny sat in his lap again and he wound his arms around her waist. He motioned for the people in the doorway to speak.

Ron, being actual friends with Harry, stepped forward. "Well, uh, Harry, since you didn't come to the Prefect meeting, we, uh, decide to come to you." He said, rather nervously. He looked around at everyone. Hermione beamed at him, while the other just returned his gaze.

The corner of Harry's full mouth turned up. He turned to his friends, "'Mione and Dray, stay. Could the rest of you wait out side for a few minutes?" It was a question, but everyone in the room knew it would be follow as if it had been a direct command. They all filed out and the prefect filed into the small compartment. "Sit, please!" Harry said. They sat.

The Head Boy and Head Girl remained standing. Ginny had stayed because she was a prefect, but Harry was the only reason Hermione and Draco had been allowed to stay.

"Alright." The head boy said, clearing his throat. He began, but Harry lost interest after a few minutes. He was explaining what the perfect duties were. Harry knew from last year and he could always ask Hermione if there was anything new. He snuggled closer to Ginny, who purred softly. He ran a hand absently up and down her thigh. Why would Ginny say something like that? Am I waiting for someone? For one of my friends? Hermione? Pansy or Blaise? Could Ginny be right? Could I be waiting for Draco? But how could I be in love with my best friend? His thoughts went off in that direction for the rest of the meeting.

Sitting on the floor by Harry's feet with Hermione, Draco watched him and wondered what had made him jump like that. Harry was usually so calm and completely untouchable…emotion wise, Draco's brain added hurriedly. He never showed great changes in emotion; he mask was even better then my own. So, what did Ginny say to get such a rise out of him? He watched Harry's long fingers stroke her thigh and felt a small bubble of what felt oddly like jealously rise in his stomach. Shuddering and confused, he pushed it down and quickly let the aforementioned mask drop into place.

Ten minutes later, the meeting ended and everyone left to let Harry's group back in, except Ron. He lingered and Harry offered him a seat. He placed himself across from Harry and Draco nearly growled, but caught himself and blinked. What was happening to him?

"Harry, um…I…I was wondering…um…could I ask you a question in private, please?" He smiled at Ron and gently pushed Ginny off his lap onto the seat next to him. Draco's lip curled as he watched Harry stand and follow Ron into the hall, which emptied at a glance from Harry.

"What's the matter, Ron?"

"Well…it's just…I was wondering if it would be okay with you if I asked Hermione out?" He said in a rush.

Harry laughed, but quickly swallowed it at the hurt in Ron's eyes. "Of Course, Ron. I'm not her father. Ask her out, and I hope she says yes."

Ron's face lit up and he hugged Harry briefly, before going red in the face and stepping back. Harry laughed again. Inside the compartment, Ginny snickered and Draco slouched down in his seat. "It's just that I thought that you two were dating or something…" Ron trailed off.

Harry smiled. "You really think that if Hermione and I were dating, she would let Ginny sit in my lap for a quarter of an hour? Merlin, no! She'd freak!" Harry turned to go back into the compartment, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

Ron smiled and said quietly, "Thank you." Then he was gone, off down the train.

Harry went back into the compartment to find Ginny smirking evilly at him and Draco with a very small frown gracing his features. Harry's mouth went dry. What had Ginny done?

"Harry," The girl in question said in a mock suspicious voice. "Are you cheating on me? With my own brother?"

Harry gaped at her, a disgusted look on his face. He gagged. "Sorry to burst your bubble, Gin, but if I was cheating on you with a guy, Ron would probably be at the very bottom of the…" He trailed off at the grin on Ginny's face and the shocked expressions on everyone else's. "ERGH! The bottom of the LIST! AS IN THAT IS GROSS!"

Ginny laughed and Blaise said cautiously, "But cheating on her with a guy isn't?"

Harry froze. Had he just said that? Apparently, he had. "I…er…No?"

Draco, who had been examining his shoe with a deepening scowl through the exchange, looked up at him sharply. Everyone, except Ginny, stared at him. "WHAT!" He cried finally. "Is there something wrong with being bisexual? Because apparently, I am…"

Everyone hastened to reassure him, that no there was nothing at all wrong with being bisexual, in their opinion. Ginny just grinned like the cat that ate the canary and Draco examined his shoe.

Harry sat down. "Draco?" He said tentatively. The blonde's head jerked up and he looked at Harry warily. "Is there anything wrong? Do you have a problem with my suddenly becoming bisexual? Which is kind of random, actually…"

"No and No." His answer was short and clipped.

The tension in the room increased until Draco simply stood up and swept out. Harry cast a death glared at Ginny, who smirked, and followed.

He found his best friend in an empty compartment at the back of the train. He was sitting on the floor in the corner with his head on his knees. His body was shaking slightly and he was rocking back and forth.

Harry closed the door behind him and went to sit next to Draco. "Dray, I'm your best friend. I'll always be here for you. Please, tell me what's wrong." He said in a gentle voice.

Draco lifted his head and buried his face against Harry's neck. The raven-haired teen could feel the wetness of tears on the other boys face. He put an arm around Draco's shoulders. "I-It's…Father." Draco managed to choke out. "H-He…doesn't…He won't…I hate him!" Draco spat viciously, but was soon sobbing again. "I don't have…He tried to…He disowned me. I don't have a family or a home anymore! Please, don't hate me!"

The blonde suddenly pulled away and turned his back on Harry. "Draco Malfoy! I thought you knew me better then that!" Harry said sharply causing the other boy to turn. He continued in a gentler voice. "Draco, I could never hate you for something like that. I don't have a family or a real home, either. Tell me why he disowned you."

Draco turned himself back to Harry, but refused to look the taller boy in the eye. "You." He said softly.

"Me, what?"

"You're why he disowned me." Harry looked taken aback. "He…He tried to get me to take the mark. I refused pointblank. When I did that, he demanded to know why. I told him that I refused to betray you like that, that you were my best friend and I wouldn't give that up from a frail broken insane old creature."

Harry's eyes widened. "Thank you, Draco. I…I don't know what to say."

"Please, just tell me you don't hate me!" Draco sobbed one last time, before drawing a deep breath and holding it. He looked up at Harry.

"I don't hate you, Draco. I could never hate you." Harry eyed Draco for a moment, but the other boy just buried his head in his knees again. "Dray…You…you know me much to well to think something like that would bother me. There's something else." Draco shook his head violently and curled up tighter. "Draco. Tell me what happened.

The blonde mumbled something into his knees. "Dray, I can't hear you."

"I-it's all my fault…I…I don't know…I must have provoked him…I just…" He shook harder, remembering something. He looked up into Harry's eyes suddenly. He looked tortured and Harry wanted to ease that pain, take it away. "You will hate me. You'll be disgusted, because it's my fault. I know you will."

"Draco, I promise…no, I'll swear on whatever you want me to swear on, the bible or whatever, I will not hate you! You obviously need to tell someone because I can see it in your eyes. This is eating away at you."

Draco once again turned his back on Harry, but this time he continued to talk, tears flowing freely down his face. "I…It was the last week of break. Father tried again to make me take the mark. He'd been…been arguing with me all summer about it. I told him I wouldn't betray our friendship and I didn't want the mark anyway. He…He said that I was a fagot and that you must be fucking me good or something to cause me to show any feeling towards you. I told him he must be going insane if he didn't remember what loyalty to friends means. Then he…h-he told me if I was a fagot, he show me what he thought of fagots. He…" Draco paused and Harry laid a comforting hand on the other boys shoulder. Draco turned and looked Harry in the eye. "Really, you won't hate me?"

It was the closest thing to begging Harry had ever seen Draco do. He cringed inwardly at what could reduce his best friend to this state, but smiled gently. "No. I won't hate you!"

He turned back to the wall, not wanting to see the hate and disgust he knew would be on Harry's face, even thought Harry had promised. "He…he tied me to my bed that night and left me there for a day. H-he came back the next evening to ask me if I'd changed my mind about leaving my…he called you a…a cocksucking whore. I told him to fuck off and let me go, which was one of the worst things I could have done and I knew it, but I…I was just so angry. I didn't realize…what…what he was going to try to do to me. If I had…I…I don't know, I would have begged him to let me go or something. Or screamed or tried to curse him, even thought he'd taken my wand." Draco cleared his throat and wiped angrily at his tears. "He…"

Harry suddenly realized what Draco was trying to tell him. He grabbed the other boy shoulders and spun him around. "Did he? Did he hurt you, the fucking bastard, did he hurt you, Draco?"

Draco looked startled. "No…he didn't get a chance to…he got a summons from the Dark Lord and Mother let me go."

Harry let out the breath he'd been holding. He looked Draco in the eyes and said, "How did you think that would make me hate?"

"Because it was my fault. Because I-"

"No! It wasn't your fault! Never, ever say that again. Or think it! Your father is a sick twisted bastard! None of it was your fault." Harry said firmly. "I just wish I'd been there, I would have killed him, you know."

The blonde boy's eyes were wide. "You'd…you'd do that for me?"

"Dray, of course I would, I do anything for you. You're my friend. I would die for my friends, if I had to." They sat in silence for a moment just looking at one another, then Harry hugged the sobbing boy close for a moment, saying, "I am sorry, Draco. I'm sorry you had to go through that." Standing, he smiled as he helped Draco to his feet. "For someone who has just been crying, you look remarkably…" he really couldn't think of a word to describe how Draco looked at that moment.

Draco smiled. His heart was lighter then it had been since that night. He felt…absolved, like it really hadn't been his fault and he could live with it now. He just wanted to laugh, so he did. "Gorgeous?" Draco laughed. "Stunning? The most handsome man you ever laid eyes upon?"

Harry chuckled. "Oh yes." He laughed a full belly laugh. "You make me want to find a room and ravish you to within an inch of you life." He couldn't breath he was laughing so hard. Somewhere deep inside his mind, a little voice said, That wasn't that funny, why are you laughing so hard? Are you trying to cover up the fact that what you said could be true? Harry ignored that little voice, because Draco was laughing, too.

The managed to stop laughing long enough to get back to their own compartment. But once inside, they started again. Neither understood why they were laughing so hard, because it hadn't been all that funny. The others looked at them strangely. Finally, Harry calmed down enough to say, "We were just discussing how ravishing Draco looks." This of course set them both off again, the use of the word ravish being completely uncalled for.

Draco was subdued, but not gloomy, for the rest of the train ride. If any, but Harry, noticed they kept silence. The entire remainder of the ride, Ginny shot smug looks at Harry.

Finally, about ten minutes before the Thirty-Minute Whistle blew, he got sick of it. "Virginia. Come with me." He said quietly, standing. She glanced up at him, nervously, but didn't disobey. He led her to an empty compartment.

Just as Harry was about to close the door behind them a taunting voice called, "Can't even wait to get to the castle? Gonna fuck your little blood traitor right on the train?"

Theodore Nott emerged from a compartment a little ways down. His usual sneer was plastered across his face. Harry froze. He stepped out into the corridor and closed the door behind him cutting off Ginny's protest. "Nott, I have just about had enough of you."

"Don't have your little posse with you, do you? Wouldn't take me on all by yourself." He sneered.

Harry stared him down, lip curling in a nasty smile. The smug look on the other boy's face faltered. "I am sick and tired of your baseless taunts and insults." Harry said in a deadly calm voice.

"Baseless, are they?" Nott snickered. By this time, a crowd had gathered and Harry's friends were pushing their way through. "If I called you a fagot, would that be baseless?" The corridor went silent. Harry's friends, especially Draco, pushed harder to get to the leader. Draco burst through first. "Ah, and here's you little whore, now!"

Draco went white. Harry looked at him sharply and shook his head briefly. Harry turned to Nott and snarled, "I don't appreciate you insulting my friends just because you don't feel secure enough in yourself or have any friends of your own. Now, I suggest you go back into your compartment and stop insulting us, before I hex you into next week."

"Brave now that you little groups is here, huh?"

"No, They have absolutely nothing to do with anything. I can hex your arse so badly, you won't be able to walk for a month."

"I don't like being hit on by fags, thank you."

Harry's eye blazed in anger, his pupils were dilated, nostrils flared, and his knuckles were white. The lights in the corridor began to flicker. "You will pay dearly for that." Harry said in a dead calm voice that was cold as ice, but burning in anger as well.

Draco and Hermione immediately sprang into action. Draco took Nott by the collar and bodily threw him into the nearest compartment, saying, "If you say a word, I will give you back to him and he'll kill. You made him loose control and I'm saving your life."

Hermione, in the corridor, was herding people back into their compartments.

Draco went back into the corridor and over to where Ginny was trying to calm Harry down. It wasn't working.

"Harry!" Draco called, loudly into Harry's ear, which only made him jerk away and the lights to flicker more violently. The blonde sighed and slapped his best friend across the face. Abruptly, The lights came back on and Harry raised a slightly shaking hand to his face. He looked at Draco, his eyes wide and hurt. The blonde snorted, "You really need to stop flying to rages like that. It's starting to get on my nerves."

Harry smiled and let his hand drop back to his side. He shook his head. "One of these days, I am going to loose control and no one will be around. I will kill him when that happens and that scares me." He said quietly so only Draco and Ginny heard. Draco shuddered.

"Well then," He said determinedly. "We won't let that happen."

Hermione, who apparently had heard also, came up next to him and he draped and arm around her shoulders. "No, we won't, but if we become Harry's entourage, Nott's going to make some snide comments about Harry being afraid of fighting him, you know."

Harry sneered, "Bloody git. Why would I be afraid of him? Well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

Hermione smiled proudly. "Harry…"

"What, love?" He said turning to smile softly at her.

"I'm glad I was sorted into Slytherin with you. I'm glad you're my best friend. I'm proud of your self-restraint and I love you."

He smiled. "I'm glad too, Herm. I love you, too."

Draco made a gagging sound and Ginny harrumphed. "Well, say that to her again in the presents of your girlfriend!"

"Okay, I will!" Harry grinned widely. "I love you, Herm, and I love you, Draco!"

Draco quirked an eyebrow, "Sure, you do."

Ginny laughed.

"That hurts, Dray. Right here!" Harry put a hand over his heart. "I thought you loved me too. I guess I'm really not your best friend then!"

Draco sighed, in manner similar to that of someone dealing with a three year old, and said, "Alright, fine. I love you, too."

Harry grinned wider. "I didn't know you were gay, Draco."

Draco went red and spluttered. "What? I'm not… Oh, I hate you sometimes. And, stop stealing my lines! I am not gay! Bi, maybe! But not gay!"

Harry and the rest laughed loudly as they made their way back to a compartment. Harry held Ginny back, as the others entered. He closed the door. "Ginny Weasley, if you say anything to anyone about our so-called idea that I am waiting for one of my friends, I will skin you alive. Open your mouth and you won't get another date from anyone in the entire school, I promise you. And yes, I do have that kind of power over the whole school, not just Slytherin House. I am, after all, heir to Godric Gryffindor as well as Prince of Slytherin. Oh, and stop with the smug looks. It's annoying."

Ginny looked nervous and nodded. They entered the compartment and Ginny, to stop herself from shooting smug looks at her boyfriend, sat on his lap, until it was time to change.