A/n: This part of the story is mostly in Harry's point of view. Hope you like it.

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Harry . . .

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Two naked bodies lay entangled in sheets. Lust had taken its toll on both men. Pale , freckled skin on top of toned flesh the color of porcelain. Red hair matted to a sweaty forehead , black unkempt hair and scarred forehead visible beneath. They moaned in pure ectasy. Harry clenched the pillow beside him and arched himself against Ron's manhood , hitting his love spot.

"Ron . . ." Harry moaned "I love you."

" I love you too." Ron groaned. He close to climaxing now. It was so hot inside, Ron thought he would scold himself. Ron grabbed Harry's hips , pumping inside of Harry with furious thrusts. Ron always did this when he was about to climax. Harry loved it when Ron got like that. He was like a beast in heat , desperately wanting satisfaction.

Harry was in a trance of lust , his eyes dilated in longing. He winced as Ron pounded into him harder. He clawed at Ron's back , smiling masochistically.

" Harry!" Ron whimpered as he came. That whimper always drove harry crazy. Harry screamed Ron's name as he came. They crushed their lips together in a heated kiss.

"I'll always love you." Ron whispered . " Please come back. I can't live without you."

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I woke up the next morning , panting and sweaty. My boxers were crusty from the dream. I know I can't be with Ron and it's tearing me apart. My cock shows me no sympathy and greedily demands attention. I put my hand firmly around my shaft , stroking it to the thought of the lust filled nights we used to share. It's odd how just the thought of you can make me satisfied and yet it can make me spiral deeper into the abyss that is my sorrow. I think I've been reading to much lately. When I think about Ron my heart begans to break. I miss him. I want to see him again but I know I can't. If Draco found out that I was thinking of leaving him . . . He'd kill me and our miracle. You moved out of our old flat but somedays on my way to take our little girl to school I hope that your there standing outside but you never are. If he knew I passed our old flat I'd be bruised for a week. Sometimes he get so angry that I don't know what to do. I'm afraid for the life of our daughter. If something every happens to me , I don't know where she would go. You don't even know she exists. I hear her little feet now. I quickly evanesco the mess I made on the sheets. I don't even have my own wand anymore , this borrowed wand has restrictions. If it didn't Malfoy would be six feet under. There is a soft knock on my bedroom door.

"Come in." I say and she comes through the door. Her lightly freckled little face bent into a frown. I wonder what he has said to her this time. Damn, I promised myself when she came into this world that I would protect her. I wouldn't let him hurt her but he does , he hurts her with his words. I can see it in her big green eyes everytime he calls her "Halfbreed"or " Abomination". She still doesn't know what abomination means and I haven't the heart to tell her. I refuse to let his lies destroy our child. I think I've failed her already. At the tender age of five she already knows discrimination. My mind keeps telling me it's not to late and Pansy says the same. She managed to stay neutral during the war. She is my only friend in this hell hole.

"When your ready , We'll leave this place and never come back. Your little girl shouldn't be exposed to him and neither should you." She once said. I know she's right.

"Mommy?" She looks up at me with tear filled eyes. Something is wrong .

"Yes , princess?" I ask her , pushing a strand of her incandescent red hair behind her small ear. "What's wrong?"

"Am I bwood scum?" She asks as wet tears stream down her cheeks. Everytime she cries it breaks my heart. I've had enough , I should have taken her away from here in the beginning but I was so scared. She won't have to deal with this anymore.

"No, your not blood scum. Did Draco call you that?" I ask and she nods. I already knew. How could he call her that. She's just a child but he doesn't care. " Didn't I tell you to never listen to anything he says?" She nods again.

" You said his head is fiwled with saw dust." She laughed. I love it when she laughs. It's alot like his, so carefree. "Mommy can I see your wedding ring?" I can't risk showing it to her right now. Especially, if Draco is still here. Last time he tried to flush it down the loo and nearly strangled me to death.

" I'll show it to you when you come from school. " I tell her. She smiles up at me.

" I am going to get ready for school. " She says and jumps of the bed.

" Harry ?" I hear Pansy call from behind the door.

" C'mon in." I yell to her.

"Auntie! Auntie! " Willow yells in excitement. That's her name. Willow Weasley. Willow ran up to Pansy and hugged her. Pansy loves her , I love her but that isn't enough. She wants to know her other father. She wants to know Ron. She's seen his picture in the daily prophet. The executive of Weasley's broomsticks. They are the most popular now adays. She knows his name and that he is her father. She keeps his picture underneath her pillow. Even more reason for me to leave here.

" Go get ready for school , darling." I tell her. She nods and I watch as she walks across the hall to her room.

"Whats wrong , Harry?" Pansy asked me. I shut the door quickly and began to speak.

"We need to leave here." I whisper to her and hope to god Draco wasn't on the other side of the door. " Will you help me?"

"Yes !" Pansy whispers back quickly. " We'll talk more about this outside of this house." I nod.

" Mommy , I'm ready." She comes back through the door. I pick her up and carry her downstairs. Breakfast is already on the table. The house elves waste no time.

" Harry potter , sir?" Dimle asks. Dimle was Dobby's child. Dobby managed to survive the war and I don't know where he is now.

"Yes, Dimle?" He hands me note. I already know who it's from.

I began to read :

- Harry

I'll be gone for a two days. I expect you to be here when I get back or there will be hell to pay.

- The only one who should be on your mind.

It was as if the gods heard my call. My chance to leave. I grin up at Pansy and her the note. She reads it and smiles back at me. Yes, this is our chance.