By: Jade Higurashi
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters, they all belong to JKR, blah de blah de blah
A/N- Hello again everyone! I hope everyone like the last lighter chapter, I know I did, though I did make Draco a little emo, my bad, I'll try not to have that happen again. I've already memorized the web address of this fanfiction, as a couple of my friends already know, and are sick and tired of me putting it into conversations, Oh well, they're gunna suffer more! I hope you all enjoy this! And much thanx goes to my friend Rami-Chan, for beta-ing (proof-reading) half of this chapter in study hall, thanx so much for your critique!
And as Always- Italics are character thoughts!
Chapter 3- Home Again and A New Beginning
12 Grimmauld Place- August 4th- Noon
Harry was eating breakfast in the stone kitchen around the table with twelve other people he didn't bother to talk to. It turned out that Dumbledore was at his house when he got there, and Harry had tried to punch him, but luckily for Dumbledore, Tonks held him back.
Petunia and Dudley were just getting used to their surroundings, and enjoyed the company of the fine people who were very kind. Vernon was now in a muggle prison, charged on two counts of child endangerment, and one of manhandling. The judge implicated a restraining order, and two to five years in prison.
When they arrived at Grimmauld Place, Harry ran straight up to Sirius' room, layed on his bed, and cried. The Weasleys, who had been there since vacation started, were confused when Harry ran by them without even a "Hello."
"He's going through a tough time, that boy." Remus told them
The Weasleys were never shown the tapes of Privet Drive, and never told of Harry's "condition" even though they were fully-fledged members of the Order.
No one knew what Harry was doing in "his" room. He was sitting with his knees to his chest, and was rocking back and forth, again scratching at his arms, trying to bleed.
I've had enough of this, this life, this feeling. I'm sick and tired of everything.
He went over to his trunk and dug through until he found a sock, the sock, which had his "precious" in it. He unrolled the sock and took out a wad of tissues. He carefully unraveled the tissues, exposing his razor blade in all its glory. This wasn't a razor for shaving either, this was a box cutter, which if it wanted, could cut through cardboard, so it could easily cut the soft, sensitive, tan skin of Harry. He looked at his arm, and saw how much damage he already had done. His left arm was now tomato red from all the scratching; now he could definitely see his scars. Usually he couldn't see his older scars, but when he scratched, or if he put his arm under hot water, he could see the lines perfectly. Jagged, straight, crooked, and designs he saw on his arm. He ran his fingertips over each and everyone of them, and remembered how and why he did it.
He ran his index finger over a faint line on his upper forearm.
"June 21st, five years ago. My first ever self-inflicted wound. Oh how I was worried I would die from blood loss. :he laughs: That was the first day that Malfoy gave me a chill up my spine in Flourish and Blotts, before second year started. His hair all slicked back, he, all muscular looking, his cold silver eyes boring into me. Oooh what that boy can do to me. I think I might love that boy. But the jackass has to go and piss me off. It's not like I don't already know that we'll never be together, but then he has to go and act all high and mighty, then walk away. Though I don't mind watching his tight, cute little ass walk away." Harry rambled to himself.
What the fuck am I saying? I like Draco Malfoy? No! This cannot be! I can't fall for him, he's a junior Death Eater for fucks sakes! What am I thinking? I must be insane, well I am, hello look at my arms! He thought.
He grabbed his razor and cut wherever he could find. His arms, legs, hands, he even took off his shirt and cut his chest. He carved a heart where his heart is, then over and over again cut an X over the already cut heart, so it looked like a heart crossed out on a piece of paper. He finally just stopped laid on the floor, staring up at the ceiling, his shirt strewn across the room somewhere. He could feel blood pouring out of his body, onto the floor, he liked that feeling, and he wasn't going to make it stop. After awhile he couldn't feel anything and his vision was fuzzy, even with his glasses on. Ten minutes later, he blacked out from blood loss.
Ron and the twins headed up to Sirius' old room, to check on how Harry was doing. They had a feeling that's where he'd be.
"We'll let you have some time alone with him. Then we'll come in and talk with him too." The twins told him.
Ron walked in and saw Harry's body sprawled out, bleeding. Pools of blood surrounding the teen's body. Then Ron's focus went to Harry's chest, the heart with the X carved on top of it, blood pooled on his stomach.
Ron stood there mouth gaped in awe, until he realized it.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, Harry no, no Harry no, you cant be, you cant, oh my god, oh my god, please no." Ron whispered to himself.
He collapsed against the door, and then felt George and Fred pushing him and the door forward.
"Oh my god, is he okay?" Fred asked
"I dunno." Ron replied
George went running out of the room, then you could hear him screaming, "WE NEED SOME HELP UP HERE NOW! BRING HELP, WILL ANYBODY HELP!"
Fred went over to Ron and grabbed his shoulders and hugged him, really hugged him.
"It's gunna be alright, I promise, he's gunna be fine." He reassured his little brother.
George ran back in the room with Remus behind him.
"Oh my god!" Remus repeated over and over again.
He knelt next to the boy's cold, lifeless body. He grabbed Harry's hand, and felt how cold it was.
"No, Harry no, stay with me." Remus pleaded, tears now streaming freely down his face.
Molly Weasley ran in, with Hermione running behind her.
"What hap- Harry?" Molly asked
"Harry?" Hermione asked, seeing her boyfriend still being hugged by Fred, crying. She peered past Molly
Weasley, and saw Lupin crying, over Harry's bloody body. She went and knelt next to Remus.
"Is he d-d-d-d-d…" The words that everyone wanted to ask wouldn't come out of her mouth.
"No Hermione, I can feel a faint pulse, but he's barely here."
"Someone go get…" Molly started
"Dumbledore, can you help him?" Ron asked the man who just walked in.
"He'll be fine. Molly, go and get towels, gauze, and bandages. George go downstairs and get Tonks, tell
her to get Poppy from Hogwarts. We're gunna do this both ways, magical and muggle." Dumbledore said.
Five minutes later Poppy Pomfrey strode in with Minerva McGonagall closely on her heels.
"Sir, he's lost a lot of blood, we're going to need blood replenishing potions from Severus." Poppy said, knelt next to the teen's body after a quick examination.
"Can it wait a few hours, he's on business right now, but he will be here in less than three hours." Asked Dumbledore.
"Maybe, as long as I can get these all bandaged up. But there's going to be intense scarring, especially around these areas." She explained, pointing to Harry's chest.
"I think that's what he wanted." Remus said.
"Albus, why would he do such a thing to himself?" McGonagall asked.
"I don't know Minerva."
Hermione had joined Ron and Fred, and was now crying into Ron's chest.
"I think everyone but Poppy, Minerva, and myself should leave." Dumbledore said
Choruses of sniffling "No!"s were cried out. Everyone stayed sitting around Harry's cold, bloodless, practically dead body crying.
Malfoy Manor- 1pm
Draco was woken up by Severus Snape poking his shoulder vigoursly.
"Draco would you wake up, we need to leave now." Severus whispered through clenched teeth.
"What? Huh? Five more minutes Wonky." The teen replied, half-asleep.
"Draconis Anguis Malfoy! Get up!" Snape yelled
"For fucks sakes! What the hell are you doing waking me up for?"
"Shut up! I'm taking you and your mother away now! Now get your lazy arse up and pack!"
Draco rose out of the pile of green silk sheets with a pair of Slytherin pajama pants on. He walked over to his mirror, rubbed his eyes, and ran his fingers through his white blond hair. He then lazily snapped his fingers.
Wonky appeared, "Afternoon sir, do you want lunch?"
"No Wonky, I want you to carefully get my trunks out and pack my things, quickly and quietly."
"Yes sir, will do." She said, then disappeared.
"Severus, I will be able to take Wonky with me, will I?"
"Yes you will, Dumbledore understands she's very important to your well being."
"Thank you."
"Now get packing while I get Narcissa."
"Yes Sir."
An hour later bags were stacked high in the young Malfoy's room.
"Where are we going to stay?" Draco asked, Wonky by his side.
"I cannot tell you that yet." Severus explained.
"Awe, please, please, please, please, please, puh-leeze!" Draco whined to his Godfather, a puppy dog smirk on his face.
"No." Severus said, stone- faced.
"We better get going." Said Narcissa
Severus pulled out an old pocket watch, and they all grabbed a hold. Draco felt that familiar tug behind his navel, and soon he was in a field, in the middle of nowhere, with a bunch of trunks around him, with his mother and Godfather.
"Don't worry, I'll shrink the bags to pocket sized, and it's not that far of a walk from here." Severus explained, after seeing the horror on Narcissa and Draco's faces.
Severus shrunk the bags with a simple muttered spell, put them into a Slytherin messenger bag, and had Draco put it on over his t-shirt. They headed on their trek to wherever they were going, and faced the early after heat.
"We're in Muggle London, so act accordingly you two." Severus warned.
After a half hour of walking and trying to act non-chalant, they arrived at their destination.
To Draco it looked like a modern day crack / whore house.
"This is where we're staying?" Draco gulped
"Its doesn't look like much from the outside, but you'll think differently once we get inside." Snape explained.
After Snape muttered a password, and a door appeared, they walked in. To Draco's amazement, it was worse than he thought.
Oh my God! There's fucking elf heads on plaques! There's no way on Slytherin's green earth that I'm staying here. It's like a fucking whore house here, though it doesn't have that pleasant aroma of cinnamon and sex. It smells like St. Mungos, all clean and disinfected. There's gotta be a bright side to this, there has to be. I pray that I at least get my own room.
"Welcome to 12 Grimmauld Place, home of the Order of the Phoenix." Snape welcomed.
Suddenly, Remus Lupin came bolting down the stairs.
"Severus, thank Godric you're here! We need a blood-replenishing potion for Harry. He tried to kill himself, and he's lost a lot of blood." Lupin explained, his words toppling over one another he was speaking so fast.
"Wait, the Harry Potter, the Golden Boy tried suicide, now that's very amusing." Draco laughed.
"Draconis, watch you mouth." Narcissa scolded.
"Yes mother."
"I'll be back soon with the potions that he's going to need." Snape said before apparating.
"I'm sorry, we're in kind of an emergency situation. Let me introduce myself, I'm Remus Lupin, I'm a member of the Order. If you need anything just ask, I know I'll call down Tonks to show you guys around. TONKS!" Remus said
Tonks came down the stairs, now with long black hair in a loose bun, with some strands of hair framing her face.
"Hello, I'm Nymphadora Tonks, call me Tonks." She said, offering her hand.
Narcissa took it in a handshake, "Hi, I'm Narcissa Malfoy, this is my son Draco, and his house-elf Wonky."
"Pleased to meet you."
"Likewise."
"Now let me show you around the house, and to your rooms. I'll introduce you to everyone later, right now they're all upstairs, and not up to meeting new people. Something earlier happened that no one would ever expect."
"Something about Golden Boy, almost committing suicide." Draco said with his favorite snide "I'm perfect and your not" sneer.
"That is true, but he doesn't like to be known like that. He prefers Harry. He's been going through a rough time, at the end of school last year his Godfather passed away, plus he would then have to stay with his muggle Aunt and Uncle. His Uncle brutally beat the whole family. Now let me take you on the tour." Tonks explained
After Tonks showed them around, she showed them to their rooms. Draco's was done in dark greens, just like his room at the Manor. He had a queen sized four-poster, a fireplace, and a bookshelf for his books. It was nicer than he expected.
"The only thing is, you're sharing a bathroom with Harry. The bathroom connects yours and Sirius' old bedroom, which Harry is now occupying. I hardly doubt you'll see him, he'll probably be in bed recovering most of the time until school starts." Tonks said.
They then headed to Narcissa's room. Hers was done just like her manor bedroom too.
"You'll have to share a bathroom with me." Said Tonks.
"Oh, that's perfectly fine, thank you for all your help." Narcissa replied.
"It's no problem, if you want anything, just ask me or Remus and we'd be happy to help."
"Where can Wonky stay?" The youngest Malfoy asked.
"We made up a special room for her off of the kitchen. Dumbledore says she can apparate anywhere throughout the house, and use whatever she wants in the kitchen or the laundry room."
Wonky's eyes grew like saucers and she squeaked at the excitement.
"I'll leave you guys to unpack and get used to everything. Dinner is at 6pm sharp, if you get there late, there's a chance that you wont eat whatever's made, and you'll then have to fend for yourself. It sucks, trust me on this one, those pigs don't leave anything for anyone who's at work. Introductions will be done then, please wear whatever you want, show up in pajamas if you like, everyone is friends here." Tonks explained before going out of Narcissa's room, and heading left towards the grand staircase in the house.
"This is a nice place Draco, don't you think? And the people here are great too." Narcissa asked her son.
"It's ok, at least I have my own room, but sharing a bathroom with Potter is going to be hell."
"My dragon, please be kind. It was nice of these people to take us in, you should be thankful that we have a roof over our heads."
"I'm just grateful that now we aren't getting beaten." Draco replied.
"I'm going to take a small nap. Why don't you explore, or organize your room." Narcissa said with a yawn.
"Yes mother." Draco said, kissing his mother on the forehead before leaving.
He walked to his room, and closed the door behind him. He took off the Slytherin messenger bag, which just had his small shrunken trunks, his mother's he had placed on her nightstand for her to worry about later. He took out the remaining trunks, and said the spell that Severus told him would put his trunks and everything inside of them back to normal size. He first went to the trunk that held his clothes, and unpacked everything. He carefully put each of his shirts on a wooden hanger, and then delicately put the hanger's hook on the rod in his walk-in closet. Then he re-folded each pair of his jeans and pants, and carefully slid them into a dresser drawer, trying not to create wrinkles of any sort.
He moved onto the next trunk, his books. He took each book out of his trunk, and set them in his new oak bookcase. After he finished with this chore, all his books were in alphabetical order, the only one out of place was his secret book, which had its innings removed. The very one which had his razor blade and gauze.
He moved onto the next trunk, bedding and linens, and his dark green monogrammed towels. The next, knickknacks. The next, his broom and set of regulation standard issue, Quidditch balls. The next, some of the young Malfoy's personal items, such as his shampoo, soap, and other stuff of the sort. He looked at his watch, 5:30. He had just enough time to shower, do his hair, and change before dinner started.
He went into his bathroom that he shared with Potter, and locked both doors. One going to Draco's room, the other to Harry's. He turned the shower on, extra hot water, just the way he liked it. He of course used his favorite mango shampoo and mango conditioner, and then his favorite kind of bar soap made out of Rosewater. It smelled of his favorite flower, the rose. He quickly dried off, and wrapped the towel around his waist. He combed his hair, and went au natural with it, no gel whatsoever. He'd been wanting to grow out his hair and leave it down, but his father always Draco's hair to be slicked back. He unlocked both doors, and headed out to his room. He went into his closet, and picked out a dark green button down dress shirt, and a pair of hip hugging black slacks and put them on. He then slipped on his favorite pair of shoes.
He looked at the clock, 5:55. He ran out of his room, and then raced down the stairs to the kitchen. No one was even there yet, except for Wonky who was helping another house elf put the finishing touches on the main course for tonight, Chicken Courdon Bleu. Wonky knew that it was Draco's favorite, and thought that if he had it, he's be more comfortable in his new surroundings.
At 5:59, a bunch of people came rushing into the kitchen all asking, "Where's the food? I'm hungry!"
Impatient people, oh great! I wonder what kind of manners these people have? Draco thought sarcastically.
The other house that Wonky was helping, stood on top of the middle of the table.
"Ahem." She used her voice like an impatient teacher, with students who didn't get the clue to shut up.
Everyone stared at the tiny house elf, and no one talked.
"Tonight, in honor of our three new housemates, we will be having Chicken Courdon Bleu, with a side of mashed potatoes, and French cut green beans. And for dessert, we have yellow cupcakes with chocolate frosting." The tiny creature said, then jumped off the table.
Draco's stomach was now rumbling so much he thought everyone would hear. He was so hungry, not having eaten since the day before, and they were having all of his favorites, thanks in part to his friend Wonky.
Remus stood up to say something.
Everyone thought the same thing:
Bloody Hell Remus, sit down, shut up, and let us eat, for Merlin's Sakes!
"Well, first off I'd like to thank our glorious house elves for this spectacular meal, including our newest one, that's a friend of one of our new house mates. Much welcome to our new elf Wonky!"
Groans could now be heard around the table, it was one of Lupin's famous, long and very boring, speeches.
"Now I'd like to introduce our new housemates, this is Narcissa Malfoy, her son Draco, and we all now know Wonky, his house elf."
Gasps were heard around the table, Draco could hear murmurs, "Those Malfoy's?" "They have to be spies for Voldemort!"
Everyone could hear Hermione's complaints, "The one who's called me a Mudblood for five years, and has went against everything we've all ever said, is not going to be in the same house as me! Over my dead corpse!"
The murmurs were stopped by the kitchen door swinging open, and none other than one Harry Potter limping in,
"Harry, you should be in bed resting." Remus said.
"I don't give a fuck, I'm hungry and I want some mother fucking food."
"Are you okay Harry, you gave us all quite a scare." Worried Tonks.
"Yes, I'm fucking okay, but I'd be even better if I was dead, six feet under right now."
"You don't mean that Harry." Remus said, the tears filling up again.
"Yes I do."
Harry looked around the kitchen and saw two new faces.
"What in the mother fucking hell is Draco fucking Malfoy doing in my house!" Harry asked.
"Dumbledore said that they could stay here." Tonks explained.
"Dumbledore is an old fag."
"Harry James Potter, you take that back!" Remus yelled.
"I will most certainly not. And they aren't staying in my house, there's no fucking way."
Draco had enough of this trampling over his name. He stood up, "If I may say something."
"Go ahead Draco." Said Remus.
"Now I know that you all think that my mother, Wonky, and I staying here is going to bring Voldemort here because we're his spies. You are all wrong, I'd rather die than be a Death Eater and follower of Voldemort like my bastard of a father. I'm sick and tired of all these accusations that my family and I are all followers, and are on the dark side of this battle. I believe that Voldemort is wrong in all his thinking, and that anyone who thinks he's right is a mother fucking dumb ass. We came here because we wanted to get away from Lucius who used the Cruciatus on us almost everyday when we did absolutely nothing. I'm going to try my hardest to gain trust from each and every person here, and in the Order. I hope that you can find it in your hearts to forgive me for what I've might've said to you at school, or out of school. My father used to tell me that if I said anything nice to anyone, that I'd get the curse more often. At school he had Crabbe and Goyle put the Cruciatus on me, he put anti-tracking spells on both of their wands. Please, accept me for who I am, put the past behind you."
The whole room looked at him.
"Do you think I'm a Mudblood?" Hermione asked, breaking the silence.
"Not at all, you're intelligent beyond your time. You're going to go far in this world Hermione." Draco replied.
"Harry, I heard about what happened, if you need anything, I understand that we're going to share a bathroom, please feel free to come over and talk if you wish."
"I don't want your help Malfoy."
Draco sighed, "The door is always open to any of you."
"With those kind words said, lets eat!" Remus said.
They all dug in.
Draco thought, I sure hope that they accept me, I don't want to be at Hogwarts all alone.
And what do you guys think? I'm really getting into writing this story, and I'm soo happy! 8 reviews! Thank you to all who reviewed!
Oh yes, Draco's full name that I made- Draconis Anguis Malfoy Draco in latin means Dragon, and Anguis is the boy's name in Latin that means Dragon also.
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Thank you, to all who reviewed! I'm going to update as soon as I can, though with the end of school and finals and Regents, it might be a little difficult, but I'm going to try my hardest! Plus with a new contest my friends made up, about writing a Yaoi, my time might be crunched! I'll write this with spare moments I have, then type it up as soon as possible!
Love to all!
Jade
