Hope For The Future-

By: Jade Higurashi

Disclaimer: Just look at the other chaps, I'm too lazy to write some quirky one again.

Author's notes: I feel very very bad, bad Ja-chan. I haven't updated since, 5-25-2005, I swear, I'm going to pay all you guys back somehow, next time instead of one new chapter, there'll be two! How about that? So I've gotten a lot of questions from people that have read it in my school. I'm going to answer them for the hell of it.

Question- ARE YOU THAT GIRL THAT'S WRITING THE STORY WHERE HARRY AND DRACO HAVE MAD PASSIONATE SMEX!

Answer- Yes but no, they haven't had mad passionate buttsmex yet, that is to come later on.

Question- WRITE WRITE MORE NOW, WHY HAVENT YOU UPDATED!

Answer- Writers block for four weeks bad. I know what's going to happen, I even have made up an outline for the chapter. I just can't put all the crap together. Plus I've had so much going on, finals, Regents, Boys, the heat here in Lockport, NY is 90, with 100 humidity. It sucks, and my dad's house where I usually write, has no AC, and the fans are on their last limb.

Question- GIVE ME YAOI, NOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

Answer- For God sakes control yourself woman! It will come (no pun intended, lol) I have a basic outline for the next few chaps in my wonderful noggin. Just please bear with me, it might be a rocky road ahead. But this might be a never-ending story, I absolutely suck at endings, for any type of literature that I might write, but as long as I have motivation (lovely reviews) and yaoi in my brain and heart, this will go on.

Italics……... Equal……… Character……… Thoughts……… Has it burned into your brain yet?

Now lets get on with the fucking chapter that you have all been waiting so patiently for!

Chapter 5- Shopping and the Dare


12 Grimmauld Place- August 6th- Entertainment Room- 10:06 am
Flashback:

The next morning Remus Lupin went down to the Entertainment Room to recover the teens. What he found shocked him. Fred and George cuddling with one another in one corner of the room. Ginny clutching a pillow underneath the snack table. Ron and Hermione spooning in a recliner. The worst sight of all for the werewolf, was Draco in a man thong, and nothing else, with Harry asleep in his arms.

End Flashback.

Remus carefully woke up Ginny, then sent her to wake the rest while he cleaned up the room quietly.

After many moans and groans, two screams were heard.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Draco, what the fuck are you doing sleeping next to me, with only a man-thong on?" Harry exclaimed.

"Why were you cuddling me?" Draco exclaimed.

The hangovers kicked in.

"Ooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww my head!" They both said.

Hermione said an anti-hangover spell, and their headaches ceased.

"Honestly, you two don't remember what happened last night?" Hermione asked.

"Ummm, no." They both said in unison.

"Well, Draco, you dressed up like Dr. Frank-n-furter, and gave Harry a lap dance, while singing Sweet Transvestite. Then afterwards you both got drunk as hell, and ended up cuddling, until you both passed out, after whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears for three hours. It was really quite cute." Explained Ginny, yawning.

"Well anyways, today after breakfast, and everyone showers and dresses, we are going into London, and Muggle London to shop. You may buy whatever you like, plus with some things I probably don't want to know. We'll be going to Gringotts to exchange all of your money into muggle money, then put it on a sort of plastic card, after Midnight tonight, all money on that card that wasn't used, will be exchanged back, and put into your Gringotts account. Tonks will be going with you, but other than that, you're on your own." Explained Lupin.

"So Moony, I could buy an ass vibrator, and you wouldn't care?" Harry asked.

"I would care, but I wouldn't do anything about it. But if you really want one, I have a few spare ones upstairs."

"EWWWWWWWW!" The teens exclaimed.

Moony laughed, "That was a joke, just kidding, alright, Sirius was all the ass vibrator I needed."

"Please tell me you're kidding!" Pleaded Harry

"Nope." Moony replied

Tonks walked in, and gasped.

"What the hell went on here?" She asked.

"A very interesting movie night." Ron said.

"Do I even want to know why Draco's in a man thong, and nothing else?" Tonks asked.

"Not really." George replied.

"Now everyone, showers then breakfast! Chop Chop!" Remus said.

Draco bolted out of the room to get his shower first; he didn't want to have to wait forever, for Harry to take one. Harry knew exactly what the blond was doing. He quickly apparated into his bathroom, a skill he learned from Lupin. He locked both doors, and turned on the shower. He then heard pounding on the door coming from Draco's room.

"No fair!" Draco whined.

Twenty minutes later, Draco's door opened, and standing in his doorway, was Harry, with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

"The bathroom is all yours." Harry said.

"Umm, okay, thanks." Draco managed to get out.

Draco was stunned by what he saw, that Quidditch body, toned, sleek muscles. Defined six-pack gracing his abdomen. What Draco didn't notice, was the scars covering his chest, and most of his back.

Draco took a quick shower, carefully combing his hair back in place. The wig from the night before left his delicate follicles quite messy. He went into his room, to his closet, and picked out his outfit for the day. Since they were going to Muggle London, incognito, he'd have to dress in jeans and a t-shirt. The blond picked out black jeans, and a black tee that adorned the phrase, "Even my parents are scared of me." Then he tied on a pair of Converse high tops.

He loved to shop in Muggle London, and quite frequently did so with his mother on shopping excursions. Blowing enough money to fund a small country, on clothes and other things that Draco said he "needed." Draco's favorite muggle store in London was Hot Topic. It had cool clothes and wristbands, and everything else he needed for his wardrobe. He already knew he would drag Harry in there for a new clothing line.

The blond headed his way down to the kitchen for a bite to eat with everyone else before leaving for their day out.

But how are we getting there? Pondered Draco.

When Draco arrived in the kitchen, the rest of the teens were already sitting, and grabbing for food. He sat in the seat next to Harry.

"Good morning all!" He greeted, smiling at his mother.

"Morning Dragon." Narcissa said

Harry choked on his orange juice, Ron on an apple, Fred on a pile of pancakes, George on a bagel, and Ginny was trying to control milk from coming out of her nose.

"Dragon?" They all laughed.

"Yes you dipshits, it's my name." Draco explained

"Your name is Draco, not dragon." Said Harry

"My full name is Draconis Anguis Malfoy. Translated into the Latin language, my name is Dragon Dragon Malfoy." He explained before biting into a piece of toast.

"He's my little Dragon, my inspiration since he was born." Narcissa said

"My son Charlie works with dragons. He says that they are very beautiful creatures." Molly Weasley said.

"Come on people, we've still got to drive into London, exchange your money, then set you free. Hurry up already!" Lupin said

"Driving?" All of the teens except Harry, said bewildered.

"What kind of car?" Fred asked

"Can it fly?" Asked the youngest Weasley, Ginny.

"How did I know this would happen?" Remus said, smacking his hand to his forehead.

"I'll explain everything in the truck." Tonks said, seeing the frustration on Remus' face.

"Now everyone that's going, outside NOW!" Tonks billowed, pointing to the door.

Fred, George, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Draco all ran out the door. Draco being last because he gave his mother a quick kiss before running off.

They ran out the front door and were amazed at the Hummer.

"It's beautiful." George said before going up and kissing the side view mirror.

Tonks opened the door for them, and they all filed in. It was like a muggle limousine, with a wrap around couch. On the inside it was much bigger that the outside, because of a charm Dumbledore put on it. Among the Hogwarts staff, it was known as the "Wolf-Mobile."

With Tonks driving, they barreled down the road to Muggle London. They arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, and passed through the barrier to Diagon Alley.

The crew walked to Gringotts, where they emptied all of their life savings onto a plastic card. In Muggle money, Draco and Harry were millionaires, the rest were in the hundred of thousands range, because of the success of the Weasley Twins' joke shop, which they all had high shares in.

After Gringotts, they split into pairs, Ginny and Tonks, The Twins, Ron and Hermione, and Harry and Draco.

"Come on Harry, I'm picking out a whole new wardrobe for you!" Draco said, grabbing Harry's wrist and pulling him along.

Harry felt a tingling sensation flow up his arm, and it seemed as if Draco's fingertips were shooting electric waves through his wrist. Harry was surprised he hadn't felt it the night before, but all the alcohol must've drained his senses.

"Wow, you really are gay." Harry said.

"Would you like to put that theory to the test Potter?" Draco said, closing the gap between them, and made the only centimeters apart.

Harry could feel the other boy's breath on his face.

"What do you mean by that, Malfoy?"

"I didn't know you were so naïve Potter." Draco smirked, raising an eyebrow.

"What, do you want to jump me right here, since I'm so damn hot?"

"Maybe…."

Draco completely closed the gap between the two boys, and kissed Harry so hard, that his lips would be bruised in the morning. The blond licked the brunette's lower lip, pleading and begging for entrance. Harry responded by parting his lips, while wrapping his arms around Draco's back, and snaking his fingertips through his white-blonde locks. Harry felt as if all of his nerves were on fire, enjoying every second of it. Draco roamed his hands up the back of Harry's shirt, feeling his toned muscles.

He explored every crack and crevice of Harry's mouth, searching, finding… until Harry's warm tongue left his mouth, and his lips were replaced by nothing.

"What enjoy that too much Potter?" Draco asked, seeing a slight bulge in Harry's pants.

"Oh yes Draco, take me right here, right now, I'm so horny. Just let me be on bottom." Harry said sarcastically.

"God you walk slow, Harry, let's get to the stores before school starts!" The blond said, grabbing Harry's wrist once again, and dragging him along.

"Where are we going?" Asked Harry.

"You'll see, you'll see."

Did that really just happen? Did the Slytherin Sex God just force himself on me in the middle of Muggle London? And why in flaming hell did I enjoy that so fucking much? I even fucking kissed back. Thought Harry.

Draco however was in a completely different mood.

Gods, I didn't know Harry could kiss that way! But why did I do that? I shouldn't have done it! He's never gunna talk to me again. I ruined my chance of ever gaining his trust! I should be punished.

Draco started scratching at his arms, where his scars should be, but now where a concealment charm now lie. Red lines now started appearing, but Draco would rather bleed.

Harry saw what he was doing. He took Draco by the arms and muttered the anti-concealment charm while looking at Draco's arms. The lines started to appear, and they were now bright red from the scratching.

Harry was awestruck from what he saw.

"Merlin, Draco, you're a cutter?"

Draco ripped his arms out of Harry's grasp, and started to run away.

"Draco, wait! Please!" Harry ran after him. Since Harry was the taller, stronger boy, it didn't take him long to catch up to Draco. He grabbed the blond's shoulder and whipped him around, holding him still by his shoulders.

"Draco, look at me."

The blond looked up into Harry's emerald orbs.

"I'm a cutter so what. It's not like you or anyone else cares what I do to my body."

"Of course I care, I love you." Harry whispered.

"Did you just say what I think you said?"

Now it was Harry's turn to run. He ran into the nearest store, which just happened to be Draco's favorite, Hot Topic. He ran into the dressing room, locked the door, and sat down. He shoved his hand into his pants pocket and pulled out a spare razor blade. He looked down at his arm, where the cuts and scars now showed, because when he muttered the counter spell for Draco, it also revealed his scars. He was just about to slash open his wrists when he heard pounding on the door.

"Harry James Potter you better open this door this instant!" Draco exclaimed.

"No!"

Draco grabbed the top of the door, which had a huge space at the top, and hoisted himself up to see Harry.

"Don't you even think about cutting yourself."

"Why not?"

Draco lowered himself back down to the ground, and crawled underneath the door. The one-foot space at the bottom was helpful. He picked himself up, brushed himself off, went up to Harry, grabbed the razor from his fingers, and in turn, cut himself with it.

"Because I wanted to cut myself first."

"Okay, let's forget what you said, let's forget what I said. Let's shop!" Harry said.

Draco walked over to the door, "You're lucky that we're in my favorite store."

"Oh Godric."

"Now let me pick out some outfits for you, dah-ling."

"Thank you, dah-ling. I'll pick out some for you too dah-ling."

Draco went over to the rack of Tripp pants. He found the cutest pair for Harry. Black with red stitching, and lots of pockets. The best part were they had detachable spiked bondage straps, which even had the matching red stitching. He then looked at the shirts that they had. He found a perfect tee for himself, that had a picture of a mushroom and the motto, "Everybody loves 'shrooms!" But right now he had to look for Harry. For the Gryffindork he found a red tee that had a white circle, with lots of intersecting lines in side of it on the front, on the back a black cross-like symbol that looked like it had a question mark through it, and on the left sleeve, it said Fullmetal Alchemist. Also he grabbed a black tee with red lettering that said Sin City.

Harry on the other hand was looking to embarrass the hell out of the Slytherin, and to have as much fun as possible when doing it. Harry found a Tripp skirt, that had lots of zippers, and a couple of bondage straps. He then found a pair of fishnet stockings. For the shirt he found a purple ruffle blouse, which was a v-neck, the ruffles accentuating the dropped neckline. Harry even picked out accessories for the young Malfoy. A necklace that had a pair of handcuffs dangling off the chain. For bracelets, he grabbed two packs of jelly bracelets, one black, one purple.

Harry found Draco, shoved the clothes in his arms and said, "Times up, go try these on, and you have to come out and show me!"

Draco handed Harry the pile of clothes for him, and went into the dressing room. Two minutes later he could hear Draco mumbling, "Potter I'm going to fucking kill you!"

Ten minutes later, Draco Malfoy stepped out of the dressing room, in a skirt and blouse.

"Dah-ling! You look, won-der-ful! LIEK OH EMM GHEE!" Harry exclaimed

"Oh you wait Potter, payback's a bitch!"

"Dah-ling, turn around! Let me see you."

Draco did a little turn, then ran back into the dressing room. He came out looking normal, and Harry went in.

Thirteen and a half minutes later, Harry came out with the Tripp pants and the red shirt on.

"I like it." Harry said.

"Same. The pants make your ass look cute. Now go try on the other shirt!"

After their little fashion show, they picked out clothes for themselves.

Draco bought ten t-shirts, and five pairs of Tripp pants. He also loaded up on accessories, totaling $600.

Harry on the other hand, bought twenty shirts and fifteen pairs of Tripp pants, totaling around $1200.

They then left Hot Topic in search of other stores to blow as much cash as possible. They went down this main shopping street, until Draco saw a tattoo and piercing parlor.

"Hey Harry, look at this."

"What is it?"

"It's a piercing parlor dah-ling."

"So?"

"I dare you to get something pierced."

"Only if you get something pierced too."

"Deal?" Draco stuck out his hand.

Harry shook it, "Deal."

They went inside the parlor, and there was a huge man at the counter, sketching something on a pad of paper. He looked like a "Hell's Angel" a muggle biker that could snap you in two with his pinky finger.

"Hello boys, what can I do ya for?" The burly man said, looking up, hearing the bell on the door ring.

"We're looking to get some piercings." Said Draco.

"What kind?" The man asked.

"That we're not quite sure of yet."

"Okay, no problem, let me know if you need any help."

The two went over to the display case and looked to see some of the studs and barbells they had.

"Now you can't chicken out and get your ear done, it has to be part of your body." Draco explained.

"Well, I've always wanted to get my nipple pierced."

"So, the Golden Boy has a kinky side, who would've thunk it?"

"But what are you going to get done?" Harry asked, slightly glaring at Draco.

"Probably the same thing. You're getting yours done first though."

"Fine."

They called the man over, and he asked what they wanted done.

"Two nipple piercings please. One for him, one for me." Said Draco.

"Okay, who's the first victim?"

"I am, the left nipple please." Harry said, his voice leery of what was about to happen.

"Now take off your shirt, and lie down." The man told him, ushering them to a bed, which the back was reclined up, and the man grabbed a stool.

Harry took his shirt, and laid down on the bed. The man grabbed a fresh needle out of a sealed packet. He grabbed the tongs and grabbed Harry's nipple. Harry's breathing slowed and deepened. The needle went through with a tinge of pain, more when the needle came out, then a cold steel barbell went in, and then a click of the other ball.

Harry got up off the bed, then Draco took his place, and automatically took off his shirt. The man took out a new needle, and used the clamps to secure Draco's nipple. Draco reached out and grabbed whatever he could find to squeeze. His hand found Harry's and as the needle went through, his grip on Harry's hand tightened.

"Not as tough as you make out to be, eh?" Harry teased.

"Shut up, Potter."

"So now we're back to last names. I thought we were past that."

Draco got up off the bed and poked Harry.

"BOTHER!"

"Why does that sound awkwardly familiar?" Harry pondered.

"Now boys, take good care of those piercings, make sure to clean them well, and punt anti-bacterial ointment on them every morning and evening." The man told them, while Draco was running out of the shop from Harry.

"I'm gunna get you Malfoy!"

Harry caught up with Draco, and jumped on his back.

"I want a piggy back ride!" The brunette commanded.

"Fine."

Draco carried Harry on his back for twenty minutes, then dropped him.

"I'm hungry from carrying your fat ass around. Let's get something to eat."

"My ass isn't fat! Is it?" Said Harry, turning around and looking down at his ass.

"Come on Golden Boy, here's a nice restaurant, let's go in and eat."

Draco saw a café called Chez Johnson, across the street from them.

"Hahahaha" Harry laughed, "It's called Chez Johnson."

"Good God Harry, do you think everything is a perverted penis joke?"

"Hmmm…. Yeah."

Draco rolled his eyes.

They went in, and a girl was at a podium.

"Welcome to Chez Johnson, may I help you?" She asked

"Yes, party of two please." Draco said.

Harry whispered to Draco, "You can't have a party with just two people ya know."

Draco rolled his eyes again.

The girl led them to a table for two, with a candle lit in the center of the table. There were two forks, two spoons, and two knives for each place setting; also there was a water glass, and a wine glass.

Harry and Draco sat down, and the girl left them.

"So I take it that you've never been to a good restaurant, since you thought when I said party, you thought I meant party, with loud music, and lots of alcohol." Draco said.

Harry replied, "No, Uncle Vernon wouldn't let Aunt Petunia bring me. I once had a cheeseburger from a fast-food restaurant, but that's it."

Draco was about to say something, but a man appeared at the side of their table, with a basket filled with breads and rolls.

"Bonjour, I am Jacques, I will be your waiter aujourd h'ui. May I get you something to drink?"

"I'll have a glass of your finest Merlot, thank you." Answered Draco.

"Do you have any Pepsi?" Questioned Harry.

Draco looked mortified, shook his head, and clasped his hand to his forehead.

"Sir, I believe we have Le Coke, is that alright?" Jacques said in his French accent, yet he could speak perfect English.

"Yea, that's fine." Harry answered, shoving a piece of French bread in his mouth.

"I'll be back with your drinks, feel free to look at the menu." The waiter said, whipping two menus out of nowhere, then leaving.

"I can't believe you ordered a Coke in a fine French restaurant." Draco said through gritted teeth.

"What's wrong with that? I hate wine, it tastes like crap. I'd rather drink something I enjoy." Explained Harry, now opening up the menu and looking at it. Draco then followed suit.

"I think I might get the Chicken Caesar Salad." Said Draco, "What about you Harry?"

"Hmm, I don't know yet, the Quiche sounds good, I'll get that."

"At least you have good taste in food."

Jacques the waiter appeared from nowhere with a bottle of the finest 1822 Red Merlot, also he had a clear glass bottle of their finest July 2005 Coca-Cola. He set down the Coke and poured the Merlot into Draco's wine glass, while Harry took the Coke, twisted off the cap, and chugged down half of it, straight out of the bottle.

Draco and Jacques looked like Harry was standing on the table, just in his boxers, gallivanting around. And just to see them both cringe, he added to it by saying, "Nice dry bouquet, not too fruity."

Jacques the waiter then asked, "Have you decided what you're going to order?"

"Yep I'll have the quiche." Answered Harry.

Still looking mortified, Draco said, "Chicken Caesar Salad for me please. Dressing on the side also, if it's possible."

"Your orders should be a little while." Jacques said, then disappearing.

"What's the matter Draco? You look a little pale." Asked Harry.

"It's just… never mind." Draco sighed

"Harry can I ask you a personal question?"

"Shoot."

"Why… umm do you cut?" Draco said, now panicking, thinking that Harry would yell at him or tell him that it's none of his business.

"You see Draco, there's many reasons. Mainly because it's a release for me, it lets my problems flow away with the blood. Do you remember Sirius Black?"

"The man who escaped from Azkaban?"

"Yes, he's the one. He was my Godfather. He was the closest thing I ever had to a family, then his cousin, as a matter a fact, your Aunt, Draco, she killed him."

"My Aunt?"

"Yeah Draco, your Mum's sister, Bellatrix Lestange, killed Sirius."

"Auntie Bella?" Gulped Draco.

"Harry, I'm really sorry. I never knew." Draco said, grabbing Harry's hand and consolingly squeezed it.

"With Sirius gone, I had no one. I wasn't looking forward going back to Privet Drive, where my Muggle Aunt and Uncle live. My Uncle would beat me till I was bruised and bloody. Cutting myself is a release from life. It reminds me that I'm actually still human and not just stuck in a nightmare that I can't wake up from. I've been doing it for about five years, and it's a habit that I just can't stop. It's addicting, the one time you feel the blood flow through the cuts that you've made, well you just wanna feel it again and again. So Draco, why do you cut?"

"Well you see Harry, my "father" used the Cruciatus curse on my mother and I, for almost no reason at all. He most likely did it for his own amusement. You know how cruel he is, God look what he did to little Ginny Weasley. So anyways, he would always tell me that I was never good enough to be a Malfoy, and I figured that if he could hurt me, then I could hurt myself. Also, since if I cried, Lucius would hold the curse even longer and it would be stronger. After that I would always think, that if I couldn't cry my real tears, I would use blood as my tears. I do have to concur with you that it is addictive. I can't help myself from doing it. Just please don't tell my mother about what I do. She'd flip and would be eternally worried about me. Though I believe that I already have someone close to me, already worried about me and my cutting."

Harry's eyes lit up, thinking that Draco was talking about him.

"Wonky, she saw me passed out from blood loss one time after a cutting spree. She's been seeing that I've been taken care of extra ever since."

The spark in Harry's eyes left. He was talking about his house elf. Ya, Harry why would he be thinking of you? You're not important, he doesn't even like you.

Harry didn't say another word all throughout dinner, the words kept flying through his head a million miles a minute, He doesn't even like you.

After dinner, they crossed back into the wizarding world, and walked down Diagon Alley. They looked in the different shop windows until they reached Madam Malkin's Robes For All Occasions shop. They stood there reminiscing for a few minutes, but only half of Harry's heart was in it.

Draco realized that something was wrong with Harry.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

"You know you can tell me anything, don't you?"

"Whatever."

The two boys walked down Diagon Alley until they reached the Leaky Cauldron, where everyone was meeting. The only one who wasn't there yet was Tonks, who, according to Lupin was at Quality Quidditch Supplies, picking up a package for Dumbledore.

"Don't ask me, what the hell Dumbledore wants with Quidditch, because I haven't got a clue." Remus explained.

Tonks returned with a package, and looked at everyone and all of their shopping bags.

"Shop much you guys?" Said Tonks sarcastically.

"Well we better be off before most of your parents get worried as Hell. Especially Molly and Narcissa, the ants in their pants never seem to cease. Now you all go cram into the truck, it's parked outside." Explained Lupin.

All seven teens left the pub and climbed into the back of the Hummer and set their bags on the floor. Tonks and Remus then joined them in the front of the automobile with Tonks again driving like a bat out of hell to Grimmauld Place. The crowd in the back all talked on the way to their summer home, all except Harry, who sat there with a glazed look in his eye, those five words chanting over and over again in his head, a mantra that would only cease if someone slapped him. Which was exactly what happened about twenty minutes later when he found himself being slapped by Draco Malfoy, whom he was alone with in the truck.

"Gods Harry, everyone got out already and you were just sitting there staring into space, not even remotely about to move, so I figured I'd give you a light tap and make you out of La La Land."

Harry murmured a quick thanks, then bolted out of the truck, with his Hot Topic bags in his hands, ran through the front door of Grimmauld place, and up the stairs to his room. He set his bags down on his bed, and then sat down on a cushy chair facing the fireplace. A wave of the wand, and a muttering of a spell, started a roaring fire, which lightened his darkened room.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his razor blade. The mantra of those five words, still playing in his head in a rhythmic beat. He matched that beat with another slit to his wrist. With the blood starting to pour, there was a knocking on the door, followed by Draco's voice, wanting to enter. The knocking turned into pounding, and the asking turned into pleading. Soon the time between each pound expanded, and not long after that the pounding ceased.

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Draco went downstairs after his first attempt to get into Harry's room. He had a feeling of what the brunette was doing in his room, and it had to do with Harry and his very unhealthy habit. Every second he wasted was another drop of Harry's life gone. He had to act quickly. The blond jumped down the last ten stairs and bolted through the kitchen's swinging door, to find the people he needed, sitting around the table.

"Remus, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Ginny, need to talk to you right now." Draco panted.

"What's the matter?" Questioned Remus, getting up from his chair.

"Follow me, Tonks you better come too."

Draco led them up the staircase to the floor where Harry's and his rooms were.

"If my assumptions are right, Harry's in his room right now, slitting his wrists again." Said Draco, now having to hold back Remus from kicking down Harry's door that instant.

"Listen to me for a sec Remus. He was fine until the second half of dinner, and then he stopped talking altogether. Something happened, I dunno what. We need to stop him, I think I speak for all of us when I say I don't want to lose him.

"I tried to get in earlier, but he wouldn't answer no matter how much a pounded, or how much I pleaded. If Remus and Tonks cant get in through his front door, I think another approach would be through the door that goes our Bathroom, which leads right into his room. If that doesn't work, I say we blast open a wall, and make our own damn door. You guys with me?"

"Yep!" Said the rest.

Remus and Tonks said every unlocking spell they knew, then they used ever spell they could think of to blast that door of its hinges. Then they moved through Draco's room to the bathroom, which connected both of their rooms. Again they tried every spell to unlock, and blast the door off its hinges.

"Could it be that easy?" Questioned Draco.

"What? How the hell do we get in there?" Asked Remus anxiously.

A second later there was a POP and Draco was gone.

"I get it! You have to Apparate!" Said George.

With four more POPs there were only Ron, Hermione, and Ginny left standing inside Draco's bathroom.

Ron knocked on the door to Harry's bedroom, "Hello, you could let us in now!" Fred opened the door for them and saw exactly what Draco had predicted.

Harry was sitting in a chair, facing a roaring fire, with gashes all down his left arm. Tears could be seen flowing down Harry's face, and also down the faces of almost everyone in the room.

Draco snapped his fingers, and his house elf Wonky appeared.

"Good evening Master Draco, what can I do for you? A late night snack perhaps?"

"No Wonky, we're gunna need gaze, and you need to tell my Mum to get Severus. I believe we might need a replenishing potion for him." Draco explained.

"And some Veritaserum." Sighed Remus.

"Will do Sir, I'll bring Madam Narcissa up after she gets Mr. Severus." Said Wonky, bowing, and then with a faint Pop, she was gone.

"Why the Veritaserum, Rem?" Asked Tonks

"We need to find out why he did it this time."

Narcissa burst into the room, Wonky on her heels.

"Draco are you alright?" She asked, pulling Draco into a hug.

"I'm fine Mum, it's Harry, he's been cutting himself again. Did you talk to Godfather? Is he coming with Potions for him?"

"Yes Sweetie, Sev is coming as quick as he can, he didn't know what to bring though, so he might have to go back and forth from here and his home."

Wonky moved forward from behind Narcissa, with a tray in her hands.

"Sirs, I got the gauze, and I found some extra of the blood replenishing potion from what happened last week. Dobby showed me where it was." Said Wonky.

"Remus took the tray from her, and patted her on the head, "Thank you very much Wonky."

"She bowed, then popped out of the room.

Remus went over and knelt next to the chair where Harry was sitting, not saying a word, tears streaming freely down his face. Moony set the tray down, and grabbed the roll of gauze.

"Give me your arm Harry."

The emerald-eyed boy surrendered his arm to Lupin. His arm was then wrapped again and again with the white fabric, until no more blood came through.

"Drink this." Commanded Remus, as he gave Harry the small flask of the blood replenishing potion.

Severus Snape appeared in the middle of the room, and observed his surrounding. Draco was in his mother's arms while watching Remus wrap up Harry's arm, with tears in his eyes, that he kept trying to blink back. Ron, the twins, Ginny, and Hermione all huddled together, hoping to find out what caused Harry to do this, so they could stop it, and find a cure. Tonks standing on the side, also observing what was happening.

"What's happened Remus?" Snape asked.

"He cut himself again. He's just taken some of the left over blood replenishing potion, he might need more, I'm not sure. And also get me a vial of the most powerful Veritaserum you have in your possession Severus. We're gunna find out why he does this one way or another."

"I'll be back in a moment then." Severus popped out, and then back again a minute later with a flask in one hand, and a vial of clear serum, that they all recognized as Veritaserum.

Snape handed them both to Remus.

"He should only need about half of that flask Remus, and only a couple drops are needed of the Veritaserum, but use the whole vial if needed, I have about ten more vials in my possession. If I'm needed again, just send Narcissa." Snape said, going over to the two Malfoy's, hugging Narcissa and shaking Draco's hand before apparating once more.

Remus poured half of the flask of the blood replenishing potion, in the other emptied flask from a few days before hand, then added all of the small vial of Veritaserum.

"Drink this Harry, all of it. No fooling us either, swallow it then show me the inside of your mouth. Everyone ready to hear the truth?" Said Remus.

The others in the room nodded their heads or mumbled a quiet "yes", their focus on Harry, who was still motionless. Remus handed Harry the flask, and the brunette chugged it down in one gulp, then opened his mouth wide to show Remus that he had indeed drank the potions.

"Now lets begin with some simple questions. What is your full name?" Asked Remus.

"Harry James Potter"

"Where do you go to school?"

"Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry."

"Are you gay?"

"Yes."

"Now today, why did you slice your wrists open?"

"He doesn't like me."

"Who doesn't like you Harry?"

"Draco."

"Why would you say that?"

"Because he said that Wonky was worried about him, when I am too, I guess he doesn't think I matter."

Draco strode over to where Remus and Harry were.

"May I please ask him some questions too?"

"Sure you can, he's all yours."

"Harry, how do you feel about me?"

"I love you and everything about you. The color of your hair, your cocky attitude, the way your tongue explored my mouth, your cute little ass in leather pants. You're the only one who can cure me Draco. You are my hope for the future."


A/N- AWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEE! Who knew the effects of Veritaserum could be so damn cute!

I'm really sorry for the delay in this chapter, but all these plots kept flowing through my head during writing, and I couldn't resist adding some angst to my story! So I would like to thank all of you who are still reading this after the long pause without this. I love you guys!

Good news though, I though I was going to lose my internet, BUT GOOD NEWS! I'm not because my mom let her skanky boyfriend move back in, who paid for the internet in the first place, so I will be able to update as much as I want! And I guarantee that I will update more, this summer was a drag, and I had no inspiration, but at school Things that happen actually are included in my story,quotes frommy friends, and stuff that happens at school, is all incorporated.

Also, I've got the plot of the sixth chapter worked out, it just all needs to be written! The teens find out about the prophecy, and Draco questions if their friendships will be the same when they return to Hogwarts. DUN DUN DUN!

Five cookies to whoever can figure out what has changed since I mentioned it in Chapter Four, Comment, and see if you're right!

It will be announced in Chapter Six end notes definitely so if you don't figure it out.

Love Jade