Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Harry Potter characters. I also do not own "Not Alone" by Darren Criss.
A/N: This next chapter also has a song in it because I noticed that I stopped doing it. I know that some people do not like when I do this but I think it is really important to the story to have the music since it is about music as well as love. I hope you enjoy!
Oh and the song choice is made by a suggestion from bows so thank you so much. If anyone else has suggestions please leave them in a review and I will take your suggestions to heart.
And I am so sorry for taking so long to update. I decided that I am going to continue writing this fanfiction but I think that I am going to let someone else adopt my other story, Harry Potter and the Fifth Year Adventure because having two stories together was getting rather confusing and I couldn't update as much. I don't know what to say but I was so busy this summer. I was only home for two weeks and those two weeks were pack filled with summer homework. Then I went back to school in August and that includes five APs, one honors, and all my senior duties of common applications, SAT last minute studying, etcetera, etcetera. Anyway, I will probably be able to update more when I am accepted into my colleges but for the time being, this is a rare treat I wanted to give to you all and I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter Fourteen: Not Alone
"Hello my beautiful musician." Someone whispered in Harry's ear as he was turned around, packing up the remaining books from his class.
Harry jumped a little and stiffened at the familiar phrase used by his molester.
"I hope you haven't missed me too much." The familiar voice said.
Harry tried to make an escape, leaving many of his books scattered on the floor in his wake but he could only make it to the front of the classroom when the older boy grabbed him around the waist and picked him up, placing him on the teacher's table.
Harry trembled in his spot. He knew he was defenseless and he also knew that he deserved better and he deserved to be safe. Draco taught him that; Draco told him that he deserved the best and Draco always took care of him. But where is Draco now? Harry thought as the older boy raised a finger and slid it down Harry's cheek.
Harry began to cry silent tears as the boy continued his ministrations.
The boy began to take off Harry's shirt and Harry continued to cry and shake while memories of what his uncle did replayed in his head.
He remembered his first time being sexually abused.
"Now I want you to be a good boy so that you don't get beaten. You don't want to get beaten do you?"His uncle asked him.
Harry immediately shut his mouth and swallowed. He did not think that he was going to like what happened next.
"I want you to take off your pants." His uncle told him.
He shivered and said "No uncle. Stop! Stop!"
The molester continued to take off various articles of Harry's clothing so that all he had left on was his pair of boxers. Harry was still lost in his memories, this time of when his uncle first raped him.
Harry whimpered as he felt something enter his body. His uncle was grunting and rubbing his own member as he slid yet another finger in the virgin hole and began to scissor the two fingers. Harry yelled and cried out and his uncle grabbed his hands and held them over his head. His uncle then removed the fingers and before Harry knew what happened, his uncle stuck his swollen cock into the younger boy. Harry cried as the pain washed over him and he began thrashing around. His uncle grew impatient and grabbed the young boy's hips while thrusting into him hard.
"Uncle! Please! I don't deserve this. I don't deserve this." Harry continued to whisper and whimper out various phrases similar to this until something he never thought would happen.
Draco had wondered where Harry was. He told him that he was going to meet up with him after his class but he had yet to show up.
Draco was beginning to get worried and decided to head up to the music rooms to walk with Harry from his class. With each passing day he was growing more and more in love with the beautiful, caring, amazing boy that was Harry Potter.
Draco smiled to himself as he thought about Harry but that smile immediately dropped as he starred at the scene before him- Harry was in nothing but his boxers trembling and whimpering as an older boy, that Draco recognized from when he went on tour in the art area, was touching him in private places.
He got himself out of his stupor when Harry cried out, a lone desperate cry for peace and an end to the torture. He immediately went into action yelling "Stop!" at the top of his lungs to stop the activity going on between the two and to inform anyone in the area that there was a problem.
Blaise, as Draco remembered he was called, leaped back at the unexpected intrusion giving Harry enough time to run and hide behind his savior.
Draco watched as Harry ran behind him and felt a second of happiness that Harry trusted him and that he got to be the one to save Harry from this horrible event. But, his happiness did not last long as he remembered what happened and he gave a menacing glare at Blaise before telling him off.
"How could you do such a thing, you twisted, evil, son-of-a-bitch? Do you know what you are doing is wrong? Of course you do! You are nothing but a pathetic loser who molests and sexually abused people like sweet, innocent Harry. You should be disgusted with yourself!" Draco yelled to the boy who was looking for a way out but could not find one since Draco and Harry were standing in the doorway.
"Now, I am not going to beat you up because I am a bigger person than you and would never harm anyone. But, I am going to inform Principle Dumbledore and Mrs. McGonagall so that they can expel you for your behavior. I recommend that you walk up to the principal's office now before I get any angrier and I might take back my statement about not hurting anyone!" Draco said but Blaise remained standing in shock at the protective, aggressive blonde and the small, trembling raven behind him. "Go!" Draco yelled. "I said Go!"
Blaise scurried out of the room and toward the principal's office. Once he left, Draco knelt down and turned his attention to the weeping angel behind him.
"Harry." Draco said in a gentle voice. Said boy looked into the gray eyes of his friend and flung his arms around him, unleashing all the tears he had left onto the willing shoulder.
"Harry." Draco said again. "I want you to know that you did nothing wrong to deserve this. Blaise was to blame for everything that you went through. I want you to remember how special you are and that you deserve the best, okay?" Draco said in a soothing voice to the distraught boy still in his arms.
The small raven-haired boy nodded his head and unclamped his arms from around Draco's neck after a couple of minutes. All his tears were gone and he was exhausted. He produced cute, in Draco's opinion, hiccups and yawned, indicating that the previous events had exhausted him and he needed to go to sleep.
Draco, realizing that Harry was still only wearing his boxers, looked around the room and picked up the stray articles of clothing to give to Harry who was blushing rather intensely for not realizing his exposed state.
Harry dressed quickly and looked up at Draco for what to do next, letting his trusted friend guide him as to what to do. Draco looked down at the tired, beautiful, sad angel that was Harry and realized that he couldn't make him tell his experience to the principal today and that he needed to go to bed and rest.
He offered his hand for Harry who took it without a second thought and led him down the hall to their dorm area. He walked Harry all the way to his bed where he moved back the comforter, allowed Harry to crawl in and then he pulled the comforter around him.
Harry fell asleep immediately and Draco left a note on his bedside table telling Harry that he was going to go see the principal and that he would be back as soon as possible to take care of him.
He smiled at the sleeping beauty one last time before going to see Dumbledore and tell him everything that happened in the past hour.
"Sir, I have some news for you concerning two of your students." Draco said after being admitted into the office already holding Principal Dumbledore, Mrs. McGonagall, and Blaise.
"You do, Mister Malfoy?" the principal said in all seriousness.
"I walked in on Blaise sexually molesting Harry Potter just an hour ago in one of the music classrooms. Harry was crying and pleading for it to stop so he was most certainly not willing but Blaise continued to molest him." Draco said in the calmest voice that he could considering the situation.
Both Principal Dumbledore and Mrs. McGonagall gasped at the news and Mrs. McGonagall excused herself from the room to go comfort her adopted son.
"Mr. Malfoy, can you please tell us everything that you know of these events? Then, Mr. Zabini, would you explain your side of the story?" Principal Dumbledore asked of the two teens in his office.
Then, Draco began to tell the principal everything that he encountered.
Meanwhile, Minerva was literally running down the halls to the dorm room of her beloved adopted son. She loved him dearly and could not believe that something of this nature would ever come down on Harry for he did not deserve it.
She reached the room and found him asleep. He pulled up a chair and simply watching him breathe in and out while curled up hugging his pillow. He reached a hand and removed a few loose strands of hair from his face. He leaned into the touch making Minerva smile to herself, thinking that just maybe, this incident wouldn't cause Harry to close in on himself again for he was becoming quite social with the older students who looked at him like a younger brother.
She hoped that nothing would happen to her adopted son again. She also realized that maybe the key to his happiness was in the loving care of Draco Malfoy. She did not think that Draco knew yet about all the hardships that Harry had been through in his short life but she knew that he would find out soon and she also knew that when he did find out, he would comfort and give Harry the love that he needed. He would finally learn that it was like to be loved by someone romantically and to love someone in that same manner.
Once the meeting was over, after three hours, Draco hurried down the hall to his and Harry's dorm area and walked into Harry's room. He found Mrs. McGonagall in the room as well and Harry was playing the guitar on the bed with his journal resting on his knee which he sang.
I've been alone
Surrounded by darkness
I've seen how heartless
The world can be
I've seen you crying
You felt like it's hopeless
I'll always do my best
To make you see
Baby, you're not alone
Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through
Now I know it ain't easy
But it ain't hard trying
Every time I see you smiling
And I feel you so close to me
And you tell me
Baby, you're not alone
Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through
I still have trouble
I trip and stumble
Trying to make sense of things sometimes
I look for reasons
But I don't need 'em
All I need is to look in your eyes
And I realize
Baby I'm not alone
Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna take us down
Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through, ooh
Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing, nothing, nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
You know our love is all we need
Our love is all we need to make it through
Harry finished his song and looked up to see that Draco had entered the room and was standing up behind his adoptive mother looking at Harry in the most loving way.
"Dray" Harry said to acknowledge his friend who smiled back at him in reply.
Minerva, realizing that they needed time to talk, left the room after kissing the top of Harry's head and placing a comforting hand on Draco's shoulder.
Draco sat down in the seat that Minerva was previously in and Harry scooted to the edge of the bed and sat Indian style was staring into Draco's gray eyes.
"He's expelled" Draco said and waited for Harry's reaction.
Harry simply nodded his head.
"He was wrong to do all those things to you, you know that, right?" Draco continued.
Harry nodded his head, never breaking eye contact. He knew after all those times with Draco that he deserved the best and the best was what he was going to get.
But, he first needed to explain his life to his Draco. He needed Draco to understand why he always needed comforting and reassurance and to be it simply, why he needed love. Draco deserved that- to know what he was getting into.
"Draco." Harry said after a few minutes of simply looking into each other's eyes.
Draco blinked a few times as if he was lost in thought before and was finally waking from unearthly realities.
"Yes, Harry." Draco replied.
"I need to tell you something and you need to listen all the way through. I don't need you to interrupt because I do not think that I could get though what I have to say if you do." Harry said.
Draco, realizing how serious the situation was, scooted his chair so it was practically touching the bed and took Harry's smaller hands in his own. "I won't interrupt, Harry. I promise. Tell me anything." Draco said.
Harry took a few deep, calming breathes, shaking breathing the only thing filling the dorm room. "I need to tell you about why Minerva is my mom now. I need to tell you about my previous life." Harry said.
Draco nodded that he understood but he didn't make a sound, trying to keep up with his promise to get Harry to keep talking.
Harry looked down in his lap and then at his and Draco's intertwined fingers. He took a deep breath and began his story.
"My parents died when I was one. We were in a car accident. I managed to come out alive from the collision with just a lightning bolt scar but my parents died that night. I was sent to live with my only living relatives-my mom's sister, her son, and… her husband." Harry took a deep gulp and filled his lungs with more oxygen to collect his nerves. "Aunt Petunia was abusive. She always called me names and made me do all the chores in the house. My bedroom…" he took another deep breath. "My bedroom was the cupboard under the stairs with the spiders and bugs. My cousin, Dudley, was my age. He was a bully though. His parents thought that he was the greatest thing in the world, like all parents think of their kids, I think. But, he was cruel and wicked. He taunted me and laughed at me whenever his parents did anything to me." He closed his eyes with his head lowered and with a shaky breath which induced a squeezed hand, he continued his story. "Then there was Uncle Vernon. He… before I turned eight would hit me all the time. Strike me on the head, legs, stomach, anywhere really. Anywhere where people would not get that suspicious. Once I turned eight, he started to do things to me and force me to do things as well. Sexual things. He… he… he raped me when I was ten and continued to rape me until I was eleven and was rescued by Minerva." Tears were now streaming down both of their faces- Harry from remembering the pains in his life and Draco for hearing the sad story of a sweet boy.
Draco stood up from his chair, with his hands still encased around Harry's and sat on the bed next to Harry, pulling him into a tight embrace filled with love and compassion. He let Harry purge out his soul through diamond tears, not ready to abandon this angel for any obstacle in the world.