A/N: Okay, Chapter 6! How many of you were surprised by the last chapter? Just so you know my fic is now available in Spanish, courtesy of de4d lady. Umm...I just got back from my three week vacation, which was when I wrote most of this, so I might be a slower in updating now. Please don't hate me! Next chapter, Harry gets his new wand, and (hopefully, if I'm not too lazy) goes back to school.

Disclaim Her: I guess I should have put one of these up on the first five chapters, huh? Although I guess it's pretty obvious that I don't own Harry Potter anyway. if I wrote the Harry Potter books, they would be full of slashy Harry/Draco goodness! So there!

Chapter 6: Plans

The next day Dumbledore came in with the news that he had decided how I was going to continue my education. He also tried to get me to to eat something.

"I'm not hungry."

"Harry, you have been awake for three days, and you have not eaten anything. Not to mention the two weeks you were...well..."

"Dead." I finished. "I'm not going to eat anything."

"You have to eat something."

"Or what, I'll die of starvation?"

Dumbledore decided to leave it at that, and move on to his other business. He had come up with a plan. I was going to continue as though nothing had happened. We would say that it had been a plan to protect me from Voldemort, but that since it had not worked, we were giving up on it.

"You're crazy. They won't buy it. No one is that stupid. No one."

He calmly explained that it wouldn't matter if they didn't believe it, because there was no other plausible explanation. I was forced to agree with that. He then told me that, in light of the circumstances, it was best if I had my own room.

"I couldn't agree more, sir." If had my own room, I wouldn't have to use the room of requirement every time I wanted to sleep with Malfoy anymore. That had gotten extremely annoying. Not to mention all the suspicion from my dorm mates.

"Of course, you will have a teacher check on you often to make sure you are doing well."

Damn.

"Since you seem to have settled into this room, it seems logical to use this one. Decorate it as you see fit and set the password to whatever you want it to be."

"I would need my wand for that, Sir." You idiot...

"Ah, of course," Dumbledore seemed a little embarrassed at his lapse of thought. "We will take you to get a new one tomorrow. Your old was burned at your burial."

"Thank Merlin they didn't opt for a cremation." I muttered under my breath.

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Ron and Hermione came by again that afternoon, and though Ron still shuddered when he looked at me, he seemed to be making an effort. Hermione, on the other hand, hugged me more times in ten minutes than I had been hugged in my entire I told them about the plan that Dumbledore had come up with.

"That's bloody crazy! Do they actually think anyone is going to fall for that?"

"I really don't care either way. Let them all find out."

"Harry!" Hermione looked shocked by my lack of righteous anger. "You can't just tell everyone! What if Voldemort finds out?"

"Finds out what? That his enemy is dead?"

"Immortal, Harry!"

"Do you really think I'm immortal?"

"Well, you died and woke up..."

"But I didn't come back to life."

We continue on in that vein until Dumbledore returned. He said that Ron and Hermione had to leave or they would be late for potions, and told me that I would return to class the day after we got my new wand.

Ron and Hermione left, and I tried to prepare myself for what was to come.