A/N: here it is as promised! hope you like it!


Chapter 13

Draco walked back into the house with the phone still clutched in his hand. Severus looked at him questioningly, but didn't say anything. Draco didn't have the stomach to eat anything on his plate and settled for pushing the food around. He couldn't help but think about what Sam had said to him. Harry was strong, and he didn't need anyone. He didn't have to get better for anyone except himself. Draco finally couldn't take it anymore and pushed away from the table. He headed back up into his room and laid down on the bed after flipping his stereo on. How long he stayed like that, Draco wasn't sure.

Severus knocked on his door, "Draco?"

"Come on in, Sev."

The door swung open and Severus stepped inside, "what was the conversation with Sam about? Is Harry doing okay?"

Draco shrugged, "Sam said even though things didn't go well, I helped Harry. And that I shouldn't let my fear keep me away. Is he right, Sev? Do I keep people at arm's length?"

"Draco, listen to me, you never really knew love. It is natural for you to be afraid of the feelings you can't yet explain. However, do not let your fears get in the way of what you want. Life is nothing if not scary, the way you live it is where the real fear lies. Make sure you get out there and allow yourself to feel, do not deprive yourself of what you want simply because it is a new experience. I know Cissa and Lucius were not around much, so I do not blame you. Go back; visit Harry again. This is a time for both of you to grow. Don't miss this opportunity."

With that Severus left. Draco remained awake for long into the night thinking about what his godfather had said to him. It seemed to him that everyone else could see something he didn't. Maybe it was time he let himself grow emotionally.


"Mr. Potter, you're here early. Our session doesn't start for another hour."

"Sorry, am I interrupting something?"

Sam shook his head, "no. No, of course not. Come in. So, tell me, what brings you here?"

"I don't know. I guess I just liked how yesterday's session ended. I, um, I haven't really done that in a while. I guess in a way you remind me of my parents."

"Maybe it's because another adult figure has so readily accepted who you are, and listened to what you had to say. Do you think that's the problem you have at home?"

Harry shrugged, "it's possible. I love Sirius and Remus to death, but I think they just want to fill the shoes of my parents. I need them to be the guys they were before. They changed once my parents were killed."

Sam looked at Harry as if he'd just spilled a very deep, dark secret. Hell, maybe he had. All Harry knew was that he was speaking from his heart. He was tired of being held prisoner within his own mind. He wanted to be free of the barriers he had set up for himself. Only one other thing had brought that out in him; meeting Draco. Harry decided that he had to get better, for himself. It was going to be a long hard journey, but he would make it because he had to. Harry Potter was ready to live again, to move on. He'd still miss having his parents around, but they would always be in his heart. It was finally time he realized that.

"How about bringing them in for a session? I know they visit you as often as they can, but what if we let them know what's going on inside that head of yours, hm? I think maybe it's time they knew."

Harry thought about it for a moment, "yeah. You're right. It's just going to be hard to talk to them."

"Yes, but you are nothing if not strong. I'll make the call, we can have them in here for tomorrow's session."


Harry took a deep breath as he stood outside Sam's office the next morning. There was no doubt in his mind that Remus and Sirius were just on the other side of the door. Sure, he had wanted to tell his guardians how he felt, but that didn't mean he wasn't nervous as hell. Maybe this was a mistake. Harry wasn't sure if he could tell Remus and Sirius what was running through his mind. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Sam pulled the door open.

"Harry! Good, I was just about to come and get you. Don't just stand there, dear boy, come in."

Harry's eyes went wide as he hesitated. He gently shook his head and took a tiny step backwards in defeat. He couldn't do it.

Sam stepped out into the hallway and closed the door behind him, "you can do this, Harry. I know you can. Have faith in yourself. Do not run away from this. If you don't do this now, you never will. If you want to get better the first step is right through that door."

"Sam, I- I don't know. I mean, what if they hate me for what I have to say? I don't think I can live with them looking at me differently because of this."

"Harry, it has to be done. They love you; they will always love you, no matter what. Remus and Sirius are both in it for the long haul. You already know this. The choice is yours, either you come in and talk, or you damn yourself to a lifetime wondering what would have happened if you had just spoken to the two men that love you most."

Harry stared at Sam for a moment. He knew Sam was right. He was gnawing on his bottom lip as he thought about what to do. Did he want to bare his soul to his guardians right now? What would happen once he did? Would they hate him forever? Harry knew some of the things he had to speak to Remus 

and Sirius about were not pretty. Standing there thinking it over made Harry want to bolt. He was well aware of the way he constantly over-analyzed the important things, but he felt this time the worrying was called for. If he entered the room what was said could build up, or tear down his relationship with two very important pillars in his life. Sam watched on as Harry fought his mental battle, and Harry thought the older man's stare was completely unnerving. With one last sigh, Harry came to his conclusion. He reached out and grasped the door knob tightly and gave it a turn. He walked into the one room in his prison that he actually felt safe in, his haven. This would certainly be a long, painful talk between loved ones, Harry just hoped he could survive it.