Chapter 2

As they stood there in the doorway I watched closely as they all glared at Ginny and Ron, who glared back at them menace.

"Out," Fred growled.

Ron jumped to his feet and his glared increased and he was yelling again.

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, TELLING ME TO LEAVE MY BEST FR-"

"You're not my best friend and you never were, now get out,' I snarled.

Ginny and Ron looked at me with hatred and anger.

"YOU CAN'T JUST THROW US OUT OF HERE, BECAUSE YOU FELL NOT YOUR FRIENDS. IF YOU'RE GOING TO KICK US OUT WHY DON'T YOU KICK HERMIONE OUT TOO," they both shouted.

"I said get out,' I growled as his magic lashed out towards Ron and Ginny, causing them to fly out the door and slam into the wall, knocked out.

The door slammed shut.

Everyone sat in silence, looking at me or in my case trying to calm down, I didn't want to worry my friends more then they already were.

"Harry," I heard someone say tentatively.

I looked to see 'Mione kneeling in front of me, looking at me with worried eyes, so I smiled at her gently.

"I'm okay 'Mione."

I could tell that 'Mione did not believe me as she continued to look at me in concern and worry, then she put her hand on my upper arm, which caused me to wince and that didn't go unnoticed by her.

"Take off your hoddie Harry,' she told me as she stood up again.

I looked at her with fear in my eyes and then my eyes drifted to the rest of the group and saw that they were looking at me with concern, worry and remorse, I knew that they really cared about me and weren't pretending like the Weasel and Cow and who ever else who was pretending, I knew I could trust them not to tell anyone.

I took at deep breath and unzipped my hoddie and took it off throwing it on the chair next and closing my eyes when I heard several gasps around the room and then I felt someone touch one of my scars that I made just before I got onto the train, causing me to flinch and opened my eyes, looking straight into the eyes of Nev.

"Why do you do it Harry?" Nev asked.

As soon as he asked that the door slid open again and Nev stood in front of me blocking my scars from view as non other then Draco Malfoy stepped into the cabin followed by Crabbe and Goyle.

"Well, well if it isn't the golden boy himself, where's your sidekick Potter," Draco sneered while I grabbed my hoddie and put it back on, zipping it back up as I stepped out from behind Nev looking Draco straight in the eye.

"You would know all about sidekicks wouldn't you? I mean just look at Crabbe and Goyle," I smirked as I looked at Crabbe and Goyle who were glaring at him. "Plus that idiot could never be a sidekick, just a Weasel that gets in the way."

Draco frowned as he looked at the people in the group and then back at me, that when he frowned deepened as he took in my appearance.

I was wearing a black hoddie, a black t-shirt, black cargo pants and motorcycle boots. I also got myself some piercings and a tattoo but he couldn't see those. I got a tongue piercing and two piercings on the top of each ear, I was also thinking about getting a nose piercing but then my friends, my true friends, would suspect something was wrong. I got a tattoo of a snake which started on my left shoulder blade and finished on my right hip bone. I had only got all this done over the summer, whenever the Dursley's went out.

I snapped back to reality when Draco's mouth drop opened and his eyes went wide.

"What the hell happened to you Potter," Draco asked without his normal sneer in place.

"I bet you really want to know so you can tell the Daily Prophet, I bet you would love that wouldn't you Malfoy? If you really want to tell them something about that would hurt just make something up like all the rest of them do, now if you don't mind I'd like you and your drones to get the fuck out of here before I make you," I growled.

Draco eyes widened again as he looked at me for a moment before turning leaving the cabin, Crabbe and Goyle looked after him for a second before they shrugged and followed him out but not before they throwing a death glare.

After the door closed behind them we all sat down and the others turned towards me, and I knew they wanted to know why I do what I do to myself, so I took a deep breath and began what was going to be a very long story.

"It all began after my parents died, well actually after my parent were murdered by Voldemort..."

Sorry about the long wait I just had really bad writers block and plus I was updating another one of my stories.

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