A/n- I think this might be my last update for a while… I leave for vacation on Monday. If I can I'll update again.

The entire room stared at Harry as he finished his story, eyes still clouded with memories. Cho was crying on Blaise's shoulder. Draco was glaring at Ron and Hermione, trying to hide his tears.

Blaise looked absolutely shocked, Draco and Harry never told Blaise why Harry had those cuts. But never in a thousand years would Blaise think that it was because Harry had attempted suicide.

Ron looked down at Harry with disgust, but in his eyes there was some guilt and sadness mixed together. Hermione was crying silently, guilt all over her face. "Harry.. I… I didn't know. I'm so sorry." Was all the Hermione managed to choke out.

Harry looked down at his lap and took a deep breath. He wouldn't take them back. He couldn't, after all that's happened.

" Please understand why I can't forgive you. I wish I could but it's impossible. Now please leave." Harry said quietly, so quietly that one had to strain to hear him.

Hermione started to argue. She wanted forgiveness. She was sorry and wished it was enough. Ron grabbed her arm and gently pulled her out of the room. At the door he stopped and turned to look at Harry.

Harry recognized that look. Ron had given him that look many times while they had been best friends. It pained Harry more now then ever. Some part of him wanted to speak up and say something. But even if he had it would have been to late because Ron left, closing the door behind him.

Complete silence engulfed the room, and this time Blaise didn't bother to break the silence. Everyone was slightly startled when a healer walked in. He ignored the silence and proceeded towards Harry.

Harry looked up at the healer that he had seen so many times in his many visits to this hospital. The healer smiled a small smile and said, " Harry you're good to go… And would you please try to not get hurt? We might have to start preparing a special room for you if this continues."

Harry laughed softly and replied, "I'll try my best." The healer mumbled something about that obviously not being good enough. But he left smiling just as well.

The second the healer left the room Harry jumped out of the bed, ecstatic to be free. " Well, I guess I'll see you guys at the next show…. Hopefully we'll remember what happens…"

People chuckled at the words, clearly remembering the last show. Where they had all gotten so drunk they couldn't remember what happened the next day… or why they woke up in the muggle store Spencers.

Small pops began to sound as people apparated back to their homes and after a couple of seconds the only people left were the members of Black Tears.

" I'm hungry, lets go out to eat." Blaise whined. Cho rolled her eyes and responded, " You're always hungry." Blaise pouted, clearly set on the idea of going out to eat. Cho rolled her eyes but said, " Fine."

Draco and Harry watched on with amusement as they began to argue about where they would go out to eat. After several minutes Harry became slightly irritated.

" Lets just go to that café around the corner from our apartment," snapped Harry. Cho and Blaise immediately shut up and stared at Harry, surprise written all over their faces. After a short pause, in which Draco thought he might have to protect his lover, Harry apparated not waiting for their answers.

Blaise and Cho looked at each other and shrugged. "Are you going?" asked Draco. "It's not like we have a choice," muttered Cho before nodding along with Blaise.

They followed Harry, who they found sitting calmly at a booth sipping tea. He looked up at them and smirked, " What took you so bloody long?" Cho and Blaise glared slightly at Harry before sitting down across from him. Draco sat down next to Harry, who instantly slid his arm around Draco's waist.

The waitress came around, took their orders and left. Draco immediately began to whine, "Harry why did we have to go to a muggle café?"

Harry rolled his eyes and replied, " Because I'm supposed to be dead remember? It wouldn't go well if the supposed dead chosen one showed up live and well in the wizarding world."

Silence gripped the table. Harry's "death" was something they never discussed. " So…um..yeah… masturbation."

The table erupted into peals of laughter and continued onto a different subject as the night became morning.

A/n: well that's it for now…. Though the next chapter should be more interesting…. I'll try to update as soon as possible.. please review. Thanks!