DISCLAIMER: I do not, in any shape or form, own either Harry Potter or Gravitation. They belong to J. K. Rowling and Maki Murakami respectively. Please don't sue me. Thank you.

SUMMARY: What if where there was Yuki Eiri, there was instead Harry Potter? Driven from England by his nightmares, he finds sanctuary in Japan and a life of solitude writing novels. Until that fateful day, when he picks up a piece of paper floating towards him…

Hello again everyone!! First I want to say a big thank you to all those who reviewed. It is because of you that I have finally coughed up another chapter of this story. However progress is, as you can no doubt see, slow but I'll never stop chugging forward believe me! One day this story will have a complete tag attached to it… Also I noticed that I forget to mention last chap that underline meant it was in english as opposed to the jap these guys actually talk in… did that make sense? Hope so…

Underline – talking in English (as the original characters in the anime are Japanese)

Italics – thoughts

Chapter 5.

A red-haired girl stood in front of a bookstore. She stood staring longingly through the glass. There, right in the middle, was a solitary book. One of the last in fact, boasting its popularity as it had been released just this morning to the needy public. Evan's new book. Harry's new book. Oh, she wanted it so much. But alas, what with the rush to escape the clutches of her family (why didn't they understand??), she did not have enough to purchase one.

A hand appeared and pulled the book from its place in the window. She jumped. …What?

"Ooooo, your so lucky! That was the last one!"

"I know, I know!" giggled a teenage girl to her friend as they exited the bookstore, book clutched lovingly to her chest, "I'm so glad. I would've died if I'd missed out!

"I told to you pre-order it!" the other girl tsked, "I got mine last week and it was so good!" she looked at the sky dreamily, "Evan's so good…"

"Yeah, Evan's such a…"

The red-haired girl hissed and stalked away. She didn't want to hear anymore. She was on a more important mission anyways. The girl smirked smugly to herself. After all, soon she shall be reunited with her one true love. Especially since now that she finally figured out how to a cast translation spell without informing her family of her whereabouts. She sighed happily. Soon, Harry, soon…

Draco felt… lost.

He wasn't unhappy. No, far from it, he felt a vast amount of self-satisfaction but that didn't stop the lost feeling overwhelming him just minutes from leaving the apartment. His 'home' and in particular his 'wife'. He was… free even, yet he didn't know what to do with his new found freedom. It'd been years since he had ever felt this way. Ever since he married…

He supposed this kind of lost feeling should have been expected. He'd followed her every instruction and fulfilled her every wish, given up his career for her, given up his friends for her, and gave his entire life for her. And now that she was gone, he didn't know where to go next. If only Blaise, Pansy, Theo and all the rest could see me now, Draco mused darkly, I bet they never expected me of all people, the so-called Prince of Slytherin, to be lost just because the Griffindor that's been ordering me around for the last several years is gone. Heck, he himself would have sent anyone who suggested that to St. Mungos to be institutionalized several years ago.

But not now.

Now he was out on the streets, his feet cursing him at every step for all his wandering and carrying not a single cent to boot (to think, him, one of the wealthiest men in Japan, having absolutely no money on him! Outrageous!). Draco considered his options.

One: stay at Evan's house

This was a very bad idea as, considering the relationship between Evan and Hermione… well it was suffice to say, that going to Evan's house (not matter how much he wanted to) would only cause him more pain and more problems.

Two: stay at Noriko's house

This was futile as she had informed him about visiting some relatives and wouldn't be back until the next week.

Three: stay in his office at work

Not really an option unless he later changed his mind about committing mass homicide or finding a tall building to jump off.

Going back there was also not an option. Draco sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. He didn't have anywhere to go. Apart from Evan's and Noriko's, there was no where else he felt comfortable going to except…

Draco paused, Ryuichi, of course! How could I have forgotten? I suppose since he had been away for so long, I'd forgotten that I had a third refuge, a home away from home. And with that, he turned and started heading toward the residence of his newly returned friend.

The door clicked open softly and Evan raised his head from his newspaper, a greeting already forming in his mouth. But it froze as he realised this wasn't his pink-haired friend that he was about to greet.

"The door was unlocked so I thought I'd just let myself in. Long time no see, mate," the man who entered said with a small smile.

Emerald eyes, however, narrowed in response, "Weasley."

The red-haired man's smile faltered, "Mione told me you lived here, so I thought I'd just-"

"Stop."

"Harry…-"

"I said, STOP!"

The other man froze.

"Weasley, why are you here? Wait, don't answer that. If you have anything important to say other than just coming here to annoy me, then say it. Otherwise, I suggest you leave now."

A face reddened to match its owner's hair, "Now see here Harry, I know that-"

"Do you have something else to say or not? And stop calling me Harry, there's no-one by that name here," Evan interjected sharply, the sight of the other man already grating on his nerves.

Ron Weasley bristled but continued nonetheless, "Yes. Ginny's left England to go look for you. We ("Oh, great," Evan thought sarcastically, "There's more of them here.") tracked her to this city but then lost her completely. We were wondering if you had seen her yet."

The raven-haired man grimaced, "No, thankfully she hasn't found me yet."

"Well, if you do-"

"I'll try to send her back to England or contact Granger to contact you, I know."

"Damnit Harry! This can't go on forever! Why can't you just forgive us?" the red-head cried in anguish, "It was one small mistake and we're sorry-"

"One small mistake?! You bloody betrayed me to Voldemort!"

Ron flinched.

"Oh get over it," Evan grumbled angrily, "He's dead and not coming back. And you know what? I wish you'd do the same."

The pained look on Ron's face grew and it sent a slight pang to Evan's heart, forcing him to turn away before he did something undeniably stupid like forgive the git. After all, they were best friends once upon a time…

"I understand," was the strangely quiet response of his former best friend, soft footsteps sounding his departure. Evan pondered, that was unusual… Maybe he really understood the severity of his past actions after all those years?

The contemplative expression on his face quickly turned into a scowl as the door behind him creaked out, "Weasley, I thought I made it clear I don't want you here?!"

"Ouch, being mistaken for a Weasley. I'm hurt Evan, really I am," came an expected sarcastic reply making Evan spin around in surprise.

"Well you share a similar obsession of black-haired, green-eyed novelists with them so I suppose it's plausible to make that mistake," a second man joked as he joined the first speaker in the doorway. The first speaker glared in response but Evan couldn't hold back his grin at the sight, "About time you two came to visit me!"

Ryuichi was worried.

Clutching Kuma-chan close to his chest, he silently watched his best friend sleep restlessly, black rings apparent around his eyes.

Ryuichi was very worried.

Sure Draco had the occasional spat with Hermione but they always worked things out in the end (to his silent relief but at the same time, his dismay), and sure he also sometimes forgot to sleep when he got extremely focused on his work (he was always such a workaholic, striving to better himself even when it wasn't necessary) but… not until the point he was like this… not until the point he collapsed!

Flashback

K had rushed a moment ago (something about a new addition to his arsenal…) so, in this rare moment of being unsupervised, Ryuichi and Kuma-chan decided the best course of action would be to ransack the cookie jar. However, half-way to kitchen, a soft knock froze them in their tracks. Looking in confusion at his pink bunny, Ryuichi wondered who that might be at the door. They weren't expecting any visitors. Maybe K had forgotten his key? Or maybe, Ryuichi's eyes widened in excitement, maybe Drake was finally coming to visit him! (Ryuichi didn't blame Draco for his lack of visits, he knew it was all the fault of that wicked witch of the west!!) He eagerly ran over and pulled the door wide open, and (yay!) it was Draco!!!

However, something seemed a bit off about his best friend… but that didn't matter, his friend was here! "Drake! You're here!!"

"Ryuichi…," the blonder muttered, silver eyes shining with relief at the sight of the hyper singer… before they rolled back and Draco collapsed onto the floor in a dead faint.

"Drake!!!"

End Flashback

"Harry…" Draco murmured in his sleep.

Ryuichi looked over in confusion, who's Harry? He shook his head free of this thought though, who cares who this Harry is, not when Draco is in so much pain… Ryuichi stared sadly at his slumbering friend and wondered, why didn't you come to me sooner?

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