Edited October 31, 2009. Happy Halloween!

Love Me Back Together

Chapter Two. Misconceptions and The Amusement Park.

"Do you think Lucius sent them?" Harry asked quietly, holding one of the tickets in his hand.

"Lucius is the type of man who'd wait a couple of years and hit you when you least expect it." Draco grimaced at the thought. "It has to be from some one else." After a few moments of silence, Harry gasped.

"Those Chinese women!" Harry said. "Remember how they were arguing? It has to be them. I bet they got my address from the news or something." Harry said irritably.

"So you're thinking they gave these to us as a, what, a get well gift?" Draco said dubiously.

"I don't know, maybe. It's the only thing I can think of." He sighed. "And these are expensive tickets. First class to Fiji!"

"Well . . . do you want to go?" Draco said with a mischievous glint in his stormy eyes.

Harry frowned. "My parents would never let me do this, even with you. Not after . . ." He trailed off. No more really needed to be said. Draco nodded grimly. "But . . . I'd go if I could." Harry said hesitantly. He wasn't sure if he was ready to leave the comfort of his own home yet. He thought he had been getting better until today. He was utterly exhausted from being on edge all day, flinching at stares and friendly gestures that should have warmed him with their sincerity instead of freeze him with thoughts of him. Leaving the country couldn't possibly be any better, could it?

"Hey guys." They looked up to see James, just getting out of his car, weighed down with two different briefcases. They hadn't even noticed the car pull up. "Did you forget your key again, Har?" James asked, shutting the door and walking up to them.

"No. We were looking at Christmas photos."

"Oh? You'll have to share, then!" He said. "Why don't you two come in, I'll fix you a snack or something." James said before his eyes caught sight of the tickets held in their hands. "What's that?"

"Uh . . ." Harry looked at Draco, panicked, but the blonde shook his head helplessly.

James leaned down to look at the tickets they held and his eyes narrowed. "Plane tickets to Fiji?"

"We can explain." Draco said quickly.

"Oh come on James! They've been through so much already; this could be a wonderful opportunity for them to relax." Lily said softly.

James paced the length of the living room, not at all happy at the thought of his youngest son going off to another country. "Harry's still recovering, Lils. He can barely stand me touching him," He grimaced. "What makes you think he won't have a mental breakdown while in Fiji alone with a male? Someone who's been," He paled and stuttered, "S-someone with his kind of trauma could be seriously harmed just by being outside of familiar surroundings."

She followed him with her eyes by the couch, "Hon, Please act like a father and not a psychologist for once; Harry is getting a little better and they won't be leaving until the 24th of June. That's a lot of time for Harry to continue healing and get more comfortable with Draco." Lily said." Psychology doesn't always help whether it's someone familiar helping or some complete stranger." She walked up to her distressed husband and stopped his pacing, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Don't you want our baby to be happy?" She said with big hopeful eyes. "This is a chance for Harry to finally heal himself and his relationship with Draco."

She wasn't blind. Ever since the incident, Harry and Draco had gone back in time to a period where they were awkward with one another, wanting to be comforted and provide comfort but not knowing how without offending each other. It was painful to watch and probably just as painful to live through.

James sighed with a wry smile, "That's what I'm afraid of."

Lily glared lightly. "Come on, just think." She purred in his ear. "We'll have a whole two weeks all to ourselves." She kissed his jaw lightly and whispered, "We could try for that baby girl we always wanted." James wrapped his arms around his wife and thoughtfully met her eyes.

"But aren't you worried about how Harry--"

She silenced him with a kiss." James, I'm confident that Draco will take care of Harry. They love each other so much. If we give them some alone time, away from people who are always gaping at them and from us, then I'm sure Draco will have our child back to the sweet, happy young man he was before." She said sincerely. "I place all my trust in Draco. He's not like his father . . . he's not like we were." Her emerald eyes darkened with regret and James held her tighter. "Draco will be there for him. He'll do what we can't."

"Okay, Lily-bear. I'll let him go." James said softly. "But only because I want a chance for my son to be happy again." James smiled before scowling a bit. "But if I find out that they decide to stay in Fiji and get married--" Lily kissed him into silence again.

"Then we'll let them get married." She said, pulling away slightly. "And just kiss me, will you?"

"Tch; Fine," James scowled playfully. He leaned down and captured his wife in a kiss that most marriages never saw after the honeymoon.

"UGH!" They quickly broke apart to see Jake standing in the hallway, looking a little green and wrinkling his face in disgust. "I come by to see my family and this is what I get, my parents snogging in the living room!" He exclaimed. "You guys aren't in University anymore; time to act your age."

Lily laughed and threw one of the couch pillows at him." You be quiet, Jacob Potter!" Jake caught it and threw it back. James caught it and glared at his son before tossing it on the couch.

"So uh . . . why did Harry just run out the house looking so upset?" Jake asked. Lily and James' playful moods melted to ones of worry.

"What do you mean?" Lily asked.

"I opened the door and he came running out looking awfully close to tears." Jake said. James and Lily shared a look.

"I believe that would be our fault." Lily said grimly.

"What?" Jake said in confusion.

"Two Chinese women sent him and Draco plane tickets to Fiji." Jake's eyes widened. "We were discussing whether we should let him go with Draco and decided yes and . . . we may have said some thing's that he could have taken the wrong way." She said guiltily.

Jake rolled his eyes." Fine, I'll go find him before someone else does." Jake said, heading back out the house.

Harry walked quickly down the street, not caring where it took him. All he knew was that he hurt inside from what his parents said. They talked as if he didn't matter, as if they wanted to get rid of him just so they could make room for another child. He angrily wiped away his tears and sniffled, turning down another street and into a small park. What did he ever do in all of his fourteen years to deserve all of this?

"Harry!" He turned at the sound of his name being called to see his brother running down the street. He stopped in the middle of the pathway to wait for him.

"What?" Harry said once Jake caught up, slightly out of breath.

"Why don't we go sit down?" The two of them sat down under the shade of a large tree. Harry pulled his knees up to his chest and watched the children playing football. "You know, whatever you though mum and dad meant is wrong." Jake told him.

"Oh?"

"Yeah! You know they love you but . . . well, everyone wants you to get better, you know? But the only person out of all of us who is actually doing some good for you is Draco. It's not that they want to get rid of you, they'd never want that. No one would." Jake told him. "Our parents, you could say, have had no time for themselves. Between worrying about you, their jobs, being happy for my newly started family, they have no time for themselves." Jake looked at Harry. "You don't want them to be unhappy, do you?"

"No." Harry said guiltily. "But they made it sound like I was in the way and after all the times they said they'd be there for me no matter what, it was like they lied." He blinked rapidly, and furiously wiped his eyes to stop the tears threatening to come out. "You can't blame me for feeling like this."

"No, I can't." Jake said. He was sitting close to his little brother. All it would take was a simple movement to wrap him up in his arms and comfort him but he stopped himself. He didn't want to give Harry a flashback.

"I want them to be happy, Jake. So, I guess if going to Fiji will make them happy then I'll go." Harry said, looking over at Jake.

"Harry, don't go to make them happy. Go because you want to." Jake said gently. "You need a little rest and relaxation and you sure as hell won't get it here." He said, smiling a little.

Harry smiled back. "I guess you're right, I mean, what's worse than what's already happened?"

Later that day, after profuse apologizing from his parents and a nice talk about how they would always love him and if he ever needed someone to talk to they'd be there, Harry called Draco.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Draco." Harry said, plopping down on his bed.

"What's up?"

"My parents said it was okay if I went with you . . .you still want to go to Fiji don't you?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"Well, yeah! Do you?"

"Of course I do." He still loved traveling and it had been a long time since he had gone anywhere outside of England. There was the slight issue of being around a bunch of strangers but he was sure no one would hurt him in Fiji, he would have Draco and his boyfriend wouldn't let anything happen to him.

"In that case, we should go shopping."

Harry made a face. "What's wrong with the things we have already?"

"Nothing but it wouldn't hurt to have some new clothes for our travels. It's about that time of year for me to add something refreshing and new to my wardrobe."

Harry laughed softly; he couldn't deny Draco any kind of happiness, even if it was for clothes. "I don't mind, but nothing too expensive."

"But you deserve only the best."

Harry rolled his eyes at his petulant tone and smiled. "When will we go shopping?"

"After school tomorrow; is that good?A"

"Fine with me,"

Sometimes Harry wished he were invisible again. Before, when he was nothing but another high school kid going through the motions of life, he wished he were something more. He never thought that "something more" would turn out like it did. If he had known, he would have been more than happy with what he had.

Going to the mall, where everyone was sure to recognize Harry, thanks to that man's jagged memento displayed on his forehead, had probably been a bad idea. Too bad Draco only realized that once they were already in the mall. Harry was pressed up against his side in his nervousness, shaking a little, but trying to be brave. His face was a mask of calm though he was paler than normal and his green eyes darted around at all of the strangers.

Draco hesitated before gently taking Harry's smaller hand in his. Harry looked up at him, confused. Draco smiled softly, patiently, and made sure Harry could see the affection he had for him. Harry frowned ever so slightly, expression unsure and vulnerable. It made his chest ache; his boyfriend should never have to feel that way about him! But he understood that it couldn't be helped.

He tried to pull his hand away, thinking that perhaps it was too much for Harry but the dark-haired boy clutched his hand tightly and smiled unsteadily. "Thank you," Harry whispered.

Draco squeezed his hand back and they continued shopping, this time much more ignorant of the stares than before. He had a feeling that something was changing for the better. He hoped he could trust it.

Later that day, driving back to Harry's house, there was less tension than there usually was around Harry. He was relaxed and becoming comfortable with Draco again. It wasn't anything like it used to be and Draco didn't expect for them to immediately start shagging or snogging but it was the most progress in a while. He wasn't sure though, if it was enough progress for Harry to be leaving the country.

"Harry?" Draco said.

"Hm?" He blinked sleepily, having been on the edge of sleep. The drive to London was ridiculously long and silence between them was comforting. He yawned and looked at Draco who was glancing at him.

"I was wondering . . . do you think you're really up to going to Fiji? I never thought you'd really want to leave your parents so soon after . . . what happened. Don't you want to stay with them?"

Harry sighed heavily. He was tired of everyone sheltering him, trying to keep him locked away because they thought he would break if the air so much as touched him. The last person who said something of the sort about him, he blew up on.

Harry was visiting Remus and Sirius with his parents, having not seen them in a while. His parents were content with sitting around talking about their school days and what little mischief middle aged men and women manage to get up to this day and age. He appreciated their attempts to bring him into the conversation but he didn't feel like talking and the gentle, 'we're-trying-not-to-break-you' way they were talking to him was pissing him off. So he asked if he could go down to the park that was just across the street, knowing they'd immediately say no if he asked to go any further.

"Are you sure Harry? Do you want one of us to come with you?" Remus asked kindly.

"No, that's okay." Harry said, standing.

Remus stood as well. "Are you sure? I wouldn't mind. I'm sure you'd like some company."

"Actually, I fancy being alone, thanks." He said heading towards the door.

"But--"

"I know what you're trying to say and I can take care of myself, Uncle Remus. I don't need you to baby-sit me!" He snapped. Remus closed his mouth, shocked at his outburst. His parents and Sirius looked like they wanted to scold him but they too remained hesitant and quiet. Harry frowned and left, slamming the door behind him. He would rather be scolded than treated like glass.

"I don't want to be treated like I'm going to fall apart if the wind blows to strong." He said irritably. "I hate the way I act all the time, I wish I could make it stop but it's not that easy. I want to be stronger than that and the only way I can get stronger is to try and…maybe if I go to Fiji I will." He shrugged. "And you'll be there with me. You'll help me."

Draco glanced a Harry for a moment before a smile crept upon his handsome face, the doubts he had disappearing slowly. He wasn't as confident as Harry seemed to be but he trusted his boyfriend. If he thought Fiji would help, then he'd put some faith into this vacation as well.

Early the next day, Harry put on a brave face, dressing in army green jeans and a black t-shirt with Komm Susser Tod on the front in white letters. He pulled on his black sneakers and slipped his black framed, rectangular glasses on his face before going out his door. He ran into his father in the hall downstairs and got a raised eyebrow at the shirt.

"Do I have reason to be worried?" James said slowly.

"No, it doesn't really mean what it says." Harry said. "Let's just say . . . I'm going to overcome anything that comes my way." His father didn't know what to say to that so Harry gave him a smile and told him where he was going before leaving.

Draco was waiting for him in his car, dressed in designer blue jeans and a white t-shirt. He was wearing a pair of blue tinted sunglasses on as well. As they drove over to Hermione's house, Harry took a closer look at him and bit back laughter. But the more he looked at him, the harder it was to hold it back. Eventually, Draco looked over at him with suspicion.

"What's so funny?"

Harry grinned, his Emerald eyes twinkling with merriment. "You look like Aaron Carter." Draco sputtered angrily at this, blushing bright red. Harry knew how much the blonde hated being compared to that "Untalented, fake, no styled Backstreet reject with bad hair." As he so kindly put it.

"That's heartless, Harry!" Draco scowled. Harry laughed and Draco couldn't keep up his angry act for very long.

This was what Hermione saw when she entered the car, dressed in a spring green dress that went to her knees, tan sandals and a short sleeved, tan jean jacket over the dress. She looked between the two with minimal confusion before smiling in satisfaction. Just yesterday Harry had a cloud of despair over his head and now it was like nothing had ever happened to him. So what had changed from then?

"Hey, 'Mione, doesn't Draco look like Aaron Carter?" Harry asked.

Hermione giggled, looking over the disgruntled blonde. "Now that you mention it . . ."

"Hey!"

They picked up Ron from his mother's bakery (dressed in khaki shorts and a dark blue t-shirt) and headed out to the amusement park for the day. It was like a gift to themselves for finishing the year, even though Draco would be skipping a year. It was the perfect day for the amusement park too. It was a picture perfect spring day, breezy and warm with a smattering of clouds and an abundance of sunshine.

"Hey, do you like Rollercoaster's?" Ron asked Harry suddenly.

Harry turned in his seat to look at Ron." Not really. I hate the ones that go loopy and stuff. I went on one once and it totally freaked me out." He grimaced.

"They're not that bad." Draco said. "I love the rush they give you. When you go up that giant hill slowly and you're hearts beating in anticipation for what's going to happen. Then you wait at the very top with a few seconds of a spectacular view before plunging to what feels like the end of the earth and you're stomachs in your head and you're sure you've screamed your lungs out and it's so bloody fantastic!" Draco said dreamily. Harry gave him a strange look as did the other two. ". . . What?" He said defensively.

"I don't think I've ever thought of a rollercoaster so . . . poetically." Ron said.

Draco grinned. "I just happen to live for Rollercoaster's."

"And I live to stay away from them." Harry mumbled under his breath.

"Complain all you want Harry James, I'm getting you on one whether you like it or not." Draco smirked. Harry pouted.

The park was packed with teenagers and little kids with their parents. The screams of people filled the air as they enjoyed the thrill of one of the rollercoaster's. Harry's brave face was starting to melt because of all the people but Draco grabbed a hold of his hand again and once again, it did well in calming his pounding heart. He just had to remind himself that he had Draco, Ron and Hermione with him. That no one could hurt him.

"What are we going to do first?" Hermione asked.

"Food!" Ron exclaimed happily.

Draco scowled. "We just got here; can't your black hole of a stomach wait?"

Ron glared slightly." I just want some cotton candy." He didn't wait for a reply before bounding over to a nearby stand and buying a giant stick of pink and blue cotton candy. Draco rolled his eyes. "D'you wan' sum?" He asked Hermione with a mouth full of the sugary goodness. She looked doubtful for a moment before pinching a moderate size of the stuff off, muttering about how her parents would kill her for eating pure sugar.

"Lighten up, Hermione. I'm sure a bit of sugar won't rot your teeth." Draco said, taking a piece for himself. Harry took some as well, ignoring the murderous look from Ron.

"Get your own!" He demanded.

"That thing is pretty big, Ron. We didn't think you could finish it all by your self." Harry said innocently.

Ron stared at him. "That face should be illegal, Har, seriously."

"I use to tell him that all the time." Hermione said before spotting a ride. "Oh, let's go on that!" She exclaimed.

For about two hours they went around the park riding random rides and stopping only to sate Ron's hunger. Harry could honestly say it was the most fun he's had in a long time and he could see it in the faces of his friends and his boyfriend, that they felt the same. For now, they could forget that anything had ever happened, even if it was only for a day.

"We've gotta go on that." Ron said, holding another stick of cotton candy, this one, considerably smaller. The ride was called the Acromantula. It had eight mechanical arms with closed buggies on the end of each and at the moment it was rapidly spinning around and going up and down while fast paced music, fit for a club came from speakers around it. Harry gaped as the buggies were suddenly put on an axis, much like the Ferris wheel, still spinning pretty fast. It was painted pitch black and the base, in which the arms were moving from, looked like the body of a giant spider.

". . . I think I'll pass." Harry said weakly. Hermione didn't listen. She grabbed the hand that wasn't occupied by Draco's and then grabbed Ron's who had just thrown away the stick that used to have cotton candy on in and dragged them over to the line.

Harry fidgeted as they waited in the long line. He didn't see the appeal in getting the crap scared out of you like most of these people seemed to. Each time he watched that monster of a ride spin, he grew to hate it just a little more than he already did.

"Harry, it's not as bad as it looks." Draco said, noticing the apprehensive look on Harry's face.

"Yes it is."

"Come on, you're a Potter! I heard Potters were supposed to be dangerously brave people." Harry had to agree. Uncle Sirius had told him about all of his fathers little escapades when he was younger. He used to sky dive, bungee jump, deep sea dive—anything that could give him a thrill. Harry sighed before putting a determined look on his face. This couldn't possibly be any worse than what that man put him through. "That's the Harry Potter I know." Draco grinned.

After 10 minutes of waiting in line, they finally reached the front. It was two people in a buggy so Hermione and Ron went in one and Draco and Harry went into another. Harry made sure he was strapped in tight; he could just see himself falling out. A man went around checking to see that they were all safely secure and finally stopped at them. He noticed the slightly worried but overlapped with bravery face Harry had on and winked.

"It's not that bad, kid." The man said, shutting and locking their door. "It's actually kind of fun." Harry ignored him and grabbed Draco's hand.

"You're making it worse than it is you know." Draco said quietly. "Just relax. It's not that bad."

They staggered away from the ride and out of the swinging exit doors, Ron laughing with his arm wrapped around Hermione's waist.

"That was awesome!" He said. Hermione was rather dizzy but nodded her head in agreement, blushing a little but smiling all the same. Harry was just trying to maintain his balance.

"That wasn't bad now was it?" Draco said, steadying the other boy, barely noticing the small flinch.

Harry raised an eyebrow." And what's your definition of ' Bad'?" He asked. Draco grinned slyly and nodded towards the monster behind him. Harry turned and stared wide-eyed at the biggest rollercoaster in the park, also the fastest as well. It was only built a year ago but it was the most famous thing in the whole park, besides the funnel cakes and the cheese fries. It was called the Hungarian Horntail, the fastest thing on this side of the continent. It was also the longest ride there. Not only did it have at least eight loops, large and medium, but also turns twists and high cliffs that dropped you almost vertical. The Hungarian Horntail circled most of the whole park, cutting off at the kiddy section and the food courts, which were at the very end of the park.

"No." Harry deadpanned.

"Hey, what happened to that Potter bravery?" Draco said.

"It ran away at the sight of this monstrosity."

"If you go on it I'll buy you chocolate covered strawberries." Draco said sweetly. Harry bit his lower lip. The temptation was too great. He was a Potter and his father had always told him to be proud to be one and to embrace the adventurous side.

"Fine! But you better get me a lot of chocolate covered strawberries." Harry glared. Draco grinned triumphantly. "And no more intense rides! I don't want an early heart attack." He said as they walked towards it. "And you have to wear a dress for a week."

"Hey! That's going a little too far." The blonde warned as Ron guffawed. Harry grinned cheekily.

This wait was even longer. Several rowdy groups of friends were in line waiting excitedly. Harry just couldn't understand it. Did people like being scared out of their minds?

"Yup." Draco said. Harry looked at him in confusion.

"Did I say that out loud?" He asked. Draco nodded.

"There's something about being so scared until you almost piss yourself that makes people want to do what they do. Thrill seekers I believe."

"Are you one of these Thrill Seekers?" Harry asked.

"I don't know, I guess. I'm not really scared of them or anything. I just like really fast things."

"You sure don't drive like it." Ron muttered. Draco elbowed him in the side. "Ow!" He glared.

"Unlike you I don't have a disregard for the rules." He sneered.

After almost an hour of waiting they finally reached the front. They were seats but not carts so their feet were dangling in the open air. There was a bar that went over their heads and braced their upper bodies, shoulder to waist. A seatbelt connected from between their legs to the bar to keep it in place. The four of them were in a row by themselves in the very front, much to Harry's dismay. The seats were all in rows of four and from both sides it looked like a very long dragon. From the front was a Dragon's head with horns and ridges sticking from its head and sharp teeth.

Two people went up and down the row, checking to make sure everyone was tightly secure until they finally stopped in the front after walking up 8 flights of stairs. The woman who was checking them took one look at Harry and started to laugh rather maniacally.

"Have fun!" She said in a singsong voice.

"Was that supposed to comfort me?" Harry muttered.

"Once again, you're over-reacting. Believe me, it won't be so bad." Draco said encouragingly. Just as it started moving, a loud roar sounded in their ears, and more than a few people screamed before falling into laughter. They started out slowly on the tracks, going straight for about 10 seconds before suddenly dropping, earning several screams, especially from Harry. Draco was laughing, not only from the thrill but also from the near high pitched scream coming from Harry's mouth.

He couldn't wait until he got the pictures.

After the sudden drop it went into a spiraling twist before going up then sideways and back down again, spiraling once more, it looped and turned and then twisted some more, making it's way upwards where it straightened out again before doing a series of smaller loops and then going up a large hill that barely slowed them down.

"OhmygoohmygodohmygodogmyGOOOOOODD!!!!" Harry's eyes widened at how high up they were and he screamed, just as much as everyone else but for a different reason, as they barreled down and into a twisting loop before leaving them upside down. They then went spiraling upwards. After that they were left right side up and dizzy. This is how the whole ride went with wild and crazy spins, twists, turns, drops, falls and loops. It was truly the best thing in the whole park and the most terrifying thing Harry had been on.

Afterwards, every person on the ride came stumbling out of the ride, too dizzy and laughing from the thrill so hard that they could barely walk. Draco collected the pictures and laughed, showing them to the others who laughed at Harry and Ron's face. They were both wide-eyed and screaming their heads off. Ron's face was almost as red as his hair.

"That was so much fun!" Hermione squealed, stumbling into someone. "Oops, Sorry!" She apologized. The person only laughed it off, having been on the ride as well.

"See? That wasn't so bad!" Draco exclaimed.

"All I have to say is if I can survive that thing. Then I must be invincible." And with that he stumbled into Draco, knocking both of them into the ground. Harry laughed a little, looking down at the smiling Draco. Harry leaned in close to Draco for a second. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure." He said distractedly. Harry's lips were looking particularly inviting at the moment and if it weren't for the fact that they were in the middle of an Amusement Park, he'd probably snog him senseless but from the look Harry had on his face, he was sure Harry would be the one snogging him. Was Harry even ready to start doing that without flashbacks? He leaned his head up.

"Where's my Chocolate Covered Strawberries?" He said sweetly. Draco groaned and dropped his head back to the ground.

What a tease.

a/n: I didn't change much in this chapter. Took out some crappy sentences and added a few other ones. On to the next edit! Hopefully I can get around to writing new chapters soon…