A/n: Long awaited, eh? It will probably suck really really bad. Or at least it's not up to par with the other chapters. But read it anyway! It took me nearly two years to write! (Sad isn't it?) I'll explain stuff at the end of the chapter but don't rush or anything.

Love Me Back Together

Chapter Three: Plotting, More Plotting, and Matangi Island.

Later that night, Harry lay awake in bed thinking over the day he just had. It was probably the best thing he could have asked for, a day spent with his three friends with no worries no burdens and chocolate covered strawberries. He was so glad he saved some to bring home. He had a feeling he'd have a taste for them tomorrow.

" Shouldn't you be asleep?" Came his mother's voice from the doorway. Harry smiled at her.

" Probably. I was just going over all the fun I had today." She walked in the room, dressed in a pair of cotton pants and a t-shirt.

" Oh?" She sat on his bed next to him.

" Yeah. Dray actually managed to get me to ride the Hungarian Horntail." He grinned. His mum laughed.

" Really? I thought you hated roller-coasters." She grinned.

" Well . . .I do but . . .you only live once right?" Harry smiled. " I don't want to spend the rest of my life in a shell because I'm afraid." She knew what he meant by this and she was glad her son was such an intelligent boy. She smiled back and pulled him into a hug.

" I love you, you know." She said softly.

" I know. I love you too." She stayed with him all night, mostly just talking. They hadn't done that in a long time. Their mother-son bond wavered from all the time he spent with Draco and from the kidnapping but now they were strengthening. Maybe, when Harry got back from Fiji, they'd be able to talk more and maybe, her little boy would be just as fine as he pretended to be sometimes.

It was an active June 20th that greeted Harry, sometime in the afternoon. He could hear little kids giggling and screaming, splashing in a backyard pool. He wished he had a pool to splash in. It would be better than having to bear the boring humid days that he kept waking up to.

Harry groaned and practically rolled out of bed that morning. His body was so tired from all the exercise yesterday. Just 2 weeks ago, his grandfather stopped by saying that he didn't want his grandson to be helpless in Fiji and have to rely on Draco all the time so he started training him with Draco's help. He took him to self-defense classes just about everyday. Of course, Draco and his grandfather stayed with him while he took the one-on-one lessons. It was very tiresome but he appreciated it. He didn't want to become a leech and never let Draco go.

He yawned a bit before grabbing some clothes and heading towards the bathroom. He and Draco still had to go out and get a few other things for the trip. All they really had were clothing. They still needed toiletries and swimwear. Harry needed to buy a new sketchbook since his other one was full already He wouldn't miss sketching new surroundings for anything.

He stripped of his nightclothes once in the bathroom before turning the water on to near scalding. He couldn't stand lukewarm water. He stepped in and sighed in contentment before thoroughly washing himself.

Harry was starting to worry about his father though. He figured that he would at least try to convince him not to go to Fiji once but he hadn't. He'd been encouraging him to go, making sure he didn't doubt the trip. He wasn't sure if it was because he wanted to--

' Ew!' He scrunched up his face at the though. ' Don't go there.' He told himself.

If that were the case then he'd gladly go to Fiji. He didn't want to be here while his parents " rekindled their marriage.".

James had the perfect plan.

He had found a way to not only have the perfect time with his wife, but to also keep an eye on his son at the same time. He sat in his study with a mischievous grin on his face almost all morning.

' Now only to do all of this and convince Lily to go along with it.' He tapped a finger to his chin in thought.

" What are you planning now, James Andrew Potter?" Lily stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips and her beautiful eyes narrowed.

" Lily-Bear!" He hopped out of his chair and pulled her into the room, quietly shutting the door behind him.

" James . . ." She said warningly.

" Lily, listen. How about we go on a vacation together? You know, like a romantic get-away!" He said enthusiastically. Lily frowned at him. He had that I'm-innocent-and-not-planning-anything look on his face again. She hadn't seen that look since he and Sirius planned a dinner for her right before he proposed.

" Sounds like fun, where too?" She said, playing along.

" Well I was thinking we could go to Fiji—"

" I knew it." She said flatly. James dropped his face and sighed.

" Lily!" He whined, putting his arms around her. " Think about it, we get to go on a nice vacation away from this old place, Sirius interrupting our only alone time every five minutes, and we get to watch over Harry! It's perfect." He said happily. " I mean, it's not that I don't trust Draco to take care of him for us but I know we'd both feel better knowing he's perfectly fine." He said, putting on his puppy-dog face. Lily pouted. She really didn't want to give in but those eyes of his worked magic sometimes.

" You have to promise that we won't follow him around like stalkers and we'll stay in a different hotel. We'll also have to take a later flight. We can't be seen if you're going to do this." She said sternly. He grinned widely.

" I promise, Lily-Bear." He swooped her up and placed her on the couch. " You won't regret it." She raised an eyebrow.

" I should hope not." She licked her lips and grinned. " Now come here." She giggled. He growled before pouncing.

Harry stood in front of security check nervously. His family, Hermione and Ron, and Draco's mother were there with them. They weren't allowed passed security check so they had to say their good-byes there.

" Now you two better be on your best behavior over there, you here?" Lily said, hugging the two boys. " No funny business and spend wisely. I don't want either of you coming back with two more suitcases." She said, pointedly looking at Draco, along with Narcissa.

" Just remember dears that shopping is all well and good but too much shopping puts holes in your pockets and nasty blisters from too many bags." Narcissa grimaced while everyone else laughed.

" You better make sure nothing happens to him, Draco." Jake warned, holding Eve who was watching them all curiously. " I'm sure you'd like to keep your life for the next 30 or 40 years." Draco winced at the threat.

" Don't worry, I'd jump out of an airplane before I let anything happen to him."

" Damn straight!" Sirius, James and Rich bellowed. Several people walking by gave them strange looks.

" You three are getting embarrassing again . . ." Rose muttered. Harry smiled. He could never say he wasn't loved.

" Now you have the cell phone numbers I gave you?" Lily asked. Harry nodded. " Good. Don't loose them and call us as soon as you get there, okay?" Harry smiled.

" Of course. See you guys in a few weeks." Harry said. " You'll behave won't you?" He said, his eyes flashing. Everyone smiled brightly.

" We will!" They chorused. Harry laughed.

" Of course you will, you have Eve to keep you in line." He said, waving at the baby. She gurgled happily.

The two boys quickly made it through security and after waving at their family one last time, moved up the escalator and towards their plane.

Two hours later, James and Lily were rushing to the Airport. They had about 40 minutes to catch their flight and who knew how long security would take. They had about 2 suitcases each and a small carry on as well. After having their luggage checked, they dodged the crowds of people and headed for security. It took them about 25 minutes to get through security and it would take them a while longer just to reach the area where their plane would be.

15 minutes later they arrived just in time. Everyone was starting to board already. At the same time they arrived several other people arrived, nearly running into them.

" Oh, I'm sor—DAD?" Lily exclaimed in disbelief. Rich laughed nervously. " Mom . . .Hermione? What the hell do you all think you're doing?" She put her hands on her hips and glowered at them. It seemed that almost everyone, who had been at the airport to bid Harry and Draco farewell, had the same idea as them. The only people who weren't there, was James mother, She was currently resting at home on doctor's orders, and Jake who would have liked to go but Carmen had forbidden him to go and leave her with a baby all alone.

" This will be interesting." Sirius muttered. Remus, who was standing behind him, nodded.

Once they were in the air, it wasn't so bad. The sounds of the plane and the quiet chatter soothed Harry. Draco was currently looking out the darkening sky with some interest. Of course he had been on an airplane before but it was still like his first time flying every time he looked out the window. He looked back over to Harry and smiled. The younger teen was half-asleep, one of his books lying in his lap. He pushed up the arm separating them and took the book out of Harry's lap, putting it back in the backpack he got it out of. Harry unconsciously moved closer to Draco, resting his head on his shoulder. Draco cautiously slipped his arm around Harry and fell into a light doze.

After a lot of pleading with passengers to switch seats with them, Lily, James, Sirius, Remus, Rose, Rich, Narcissa, Hermione and Ron all managed to sit in the same area. Lily, James, Sirius, and Remus were in the middle row. Rose and Rich were to their left. Ron and Hermione were on their right and Narcissa was sitting next to a French man in front of them.

" How on Earth did you get your parents to let you go?" Lily finally asked Ron and Hermione. The two teens looked at her with guilty smiles.

" I kind of just left a note . . ." Ron admitted. " She'll probably kill me when I get back but Hermione was going to go alone and I, er, couldn't let her do that." He said, his ears turning red.

" My mother knows." Hermione said, blushing a little. " She didn't want me to go but she knew I would even if both her and my father forbade me. I trust Draco and all but . . .I just, it's just something . . ." She mumbled, turning back in her seat. The group grew silent; knowing exactly what Hermione had been trying to say.

They felt it too.

" Do you know where we'll be staying?" Harry asked. In about two hours, they'd reach Fiji and Harry had completely forgotten about the most important thing.

" Oh . . .um, wait." Draco said, searching through his pockets. He pulled out a folded piece of paper. " It's that note those women sent us with the tickets." He said, noticing Harry's curious look. He unfolded it and quickly read something on the back. " We're suppose to be staying at Matangi Private Island Resort. " He said. " I doubt the plane will land there so we'll probably have to get a boat there." Harry nodded. " Excite yet?" He asked. Harry smiled softly.

" A little." Draco raised an eyebrow. Harry laughed quietly. " Okay, maybe a lot. I've never been to Fiji before. I've seen a lot of beautiful islands when I was younger and I kind of miss that." He admitted.

" Yeah, when Lucius," He scowled at the name. " Started getting really famous with his business, we stopped going on so many vacations. The only time we really went anywhere was for business trips. It was a bloody drag." He sighed.

" Well this one will be a good trip." Harry told him. " We'll make the best of it and do everything and see everything. Even if it rains." Draco laughed. " I'm serious! I don't want anything to ruin this trip." Harry said. Draco gently kissed him on the forehead, a gesture he often did now/

" And nothing will, Har. Nothing."

It was hot and Lucius Malfoy had never been angrier. The only safe house he had left was here, in the hot, dry climate of South Africa. It was a small house, probably the only one with clean water and a sufficient air conditioner but this didn't matter. To Lucius, this was hell. He had been reduced to hiding here, seeing as America, Scotland, Ireland and even France had a warrant for his arrest. Apparently a few of his so-called allies leaked information about his underground dealings in those countries. They may not be able to get him for conspiracy and murder but they sure as hell could get him for the countless of other things he's done in his life.

Being hated was a bitch.

A knock sounded on the front door, stirring him out of his brooding. He put down the glass of unpleasantly warm wine and grabbed his gun off of the still dusty end table. He peaked through the dusty white curtains and sneered before whipping the door open, effectively startling the short man standing there.

" You took your time." He snapped. He had been dreadfully out of sorts since going into hiding and it showed. His tan slacks weren't neatly pressed and he wore no shoes or socks. His white blouse was un-tucked and unbuttoned, showing off a pale, toned chest and his once neat hair was loose around his face.

" S-sorry. I couldn't find the house." The man said nervously. Lucius scoffed.

" This is a bloody shack." He muttered. " Get in here and lock the door behind you." He demanded, walking away from the door. The man did as told and apprehensively followed Lucius into the sitting area. " Sit." Lucius said impatiently, sitting on the couch. The man sat across from him in one of the chairs. " What information have you brought for me?" Lucius asked.

" Your son is no longer in Britain, neither is P-Potter." The man said. " They're on a vacation in Fiji. They should be arriving in an hour or so." He said. Lucius nodded, pleased with this information.

" Where in Fiji are they?"

" Matangi, sir. They'll be there for two weeks."

" I see . . .and do you have that private jet ready for me?" Lucius asked. Originally, he was going to use the private jet to take him to one of the few men who were still loyal to him so he could get his identity changed and have all of his assets, the ones not given to Narcissa, moved to a different account.

" Um . . .the pilot has demanded you pay him more . . .or he'll report you to the authorities." The man said. He flinched violently when Lucius growled, gripping his gun tighter with the urge to shoot someone.

" Fine. Double his payment and tell him to be ready to leave tomorrow." He said. " Get out before I shoot you." He hissed. The man squeaked and scurried away. Lucius leaned into the couch with a pleasant smile on his face and unpleasant thoughts in his head.

It was evening by the time Harry and Draco landed. They both stretched, having been in a sitting position for most of the ride.

" It's so good to be back on land." Harry sighed. Draco agreed and they set off to find their luggage. It didn't take long before they found their suitcases, seeing as they were the most expensive ones there, courtesy of Narcissa. After getting their things, Draco converted some money into the Fijian Dollar.

" So how are we going to get to Matangi?" Harry asked as they searched for the exit. He was doing a pretty good job of ignoring the fact that there were a lot of people around him. It gave him hope that he would be better by the time their vacation was over.

" I haven't a clue." Draco said.

" That's not good . . ." Harry sighed.

" Don't worry, Harry." Draco said. Once they found the exit, they noticed several buses lined up along with a few taxicabs. " Excuse me." Draco said to one of the men leaning against a taxi. " Um . . .we're trying to get to the Matangi Island resort . . ." The man smiled.

" I can get you to a port nearby in no time." He said in good English. Draco helped him put their luggage in the trunk before climbing into the back with Harry. A few minutes after they left the small airport, the driver began to speak. " So what brings you to Fiji?" He asked.

" Just a vacation." Draco answered. " It's been a rough year." The man nodded.

" You've come to the right place then." The man smiled into the rearview mirror. " You'll wish you lived here by the time your vacations up. Especially at Matangi. It's absolutely divine." He informed them.

For the rest of the ride, their driver, Bantu, graciously told them a bit about the history of Fiji and why it was such a wonderful place to just get away from it all.

" The owners of the private islands do their best to keep them as natural as possible. It would be a shame if they didn't." Bantu said. " The natural beauty is just . . .wow." He breathed. " It's the perfect romantic getaway." He said, winking at Draco in the mirror. The blonde blushed a little.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at a small fishing village. The sun was on the way to setting and the air was comfortably warm.

" How much do I owe you?" Draco asked after their luggage was out of the cab.

Bantu took a quick look at the meter in the front of the cab. " 27 FJD." He said. Draco handed him the correct amount. " Thanks. Enjoy your time here, you two." Bantu said before driving off.

As they took the dirt path towards the docks, they were greeted by most of the people. Some even offered to help carry their luggage but they declined politely. Harry smiled nervously and shyly greeted a few of the people.

" How can I help you gentlemen?" The plump man asked once they made it to the docks.

" We're heading to Matangi." Draco said.

" Okay, can I have your names please?" The man asked, looking at a paper in front of him.

" Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter." The man skimmed the list.

" Substituting for Mrs.Chang and her daughter?" Draco nodded; assuming it was the two Chinese women from the restaurant. " Alright, follow me." He said.

The boat the man led him too wasn't fancy or anything. Draco almost thought it would be a fishing boat, seeing as most of the boats were. The man helped them load their things on to the boat and they set off for Matangi.

" Wow . . ." Harry breathed as they docked at Matangi. The sun was nearly gone, setting a peaceful fiery glow upon the island. Torches lit the docks and smaller ones lined the beach, further down. The man graciously helped them unload.

" If you follow the path of the torches, you'll find your Bure." He said.

" Bure?" Harry mumbled.

" Your vacation home." The man clarified, he pulled a key out of his pocket and handed it to Draco. " Enjoy your stay, you two." He said before setting off. They waved before starting their short walk along the beach.

" You know, this would be better if we didn't have luggage hanging all over us." Draco muttered. Harry chuckled.

" I guess we'll just have to do this sometime, without the luggage." Harry said, a content look in his eyes. Draco smiled widely.

A few minutes later, they finally came upon their Bure. It was nearly camouflaged in all of the trees and flowers that grew around it. They found a small pathway that led to some steps and followed it. As they approached the front door, the outdoor light flicked on, giving them a better look of the porch they now stood on. It was completely made of wood, as was the Bure. The windows were the size of the door and tinted green. Harry yawned as Draco opened the door and they stepped inside. He flipped the light switch and they looked around appreciatively.

It was perfectly spacious and quaint. From here, they could see the small kitchen with a mini fridge in the corner. They were relieved to see a small station for tea making. There was also a small sitting area; the chairs and couch were whickered with plush white cushioning with a few red and green throw pillows. The coffee table was also whickered and decorated with two vases of bright red flowers. There was also a few brochures lying on it. They could see the bathroom to their right, which also had a set of doors that led to a balcony. Draco and Harry left their luggage by the door and ventured up the spiral staircase where they found themselves in the bedroom.

" Oh my . . ." Draco and Harry said, looking at the bedroom with wide eyes after Harry flipped on one of the bedside table lamps. The only thing in it was the queen size bed with white sheets and red flowers artistically arced on the bed. The same red flowers were also placed in a large vase beside one of the bedside tables. Just like the rest of the Bure, the walls were made of bamboo and the floor was finely polished and made of dark wood. But this wasn't what had caught their attention the most. There were no windows in the room, only spaces where the windows could have been. Directly across from the bed, was the largest window, framed by red-flowered plants. It was quite obvious that if it hadn't been dark, they'd be looking out at the ocean.

" This place is magnificent." Harry commented, walking over to the large open window. " It's so open . . .you'd think there would be bugs or something." Draco walked up beside him.

" Even if there were . . .I don't think it would bother me." He said softly, looking down at the smaller boy.

After finally realizing that it was quiet late and they were both tired, they dragged their luggage up the steps and pulled out their nightclothes.

" I'll sleep on the couch." Draco said after he got out of the bathroom.

" You don't have to." Harry said guiltily.

" Are you ready for me to sleep in the same bed as you?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow. Harry flushed and looked at the floor. " I didn't think so." Draco said, walking up to the younger boy. He placed a soft kiss on the top of his head. " Go get some sleep. Besides, the couch looks almost as comfortable as the bed." He said.

" Okay." Harry sighed. " I love you, Draco." Harry said softly, his eyes shining. " Goodnight."

" Goodnight, love." Draco said. " I love you too."

Meanwhile, the rest of the gang had made it to Fiji with only one slight, teeny weenie, little problem.

They had no where to stay.

They ended up having to spend the night at the airport until they could contact a hotel or something. It was uncomfortable, especially with the cots the staff generously let them use. The airport was stuffy when the air-conditioning wasn't on and it was just plain creepy having to stay in an airport by themselves.

" This is Gods way of telling us we should let Harry and Draco be." Ron said, startling a few of them out of sleep. Their voices echoed in the emptiness of the airport.

" Ron, this is the third time you've said that." Hermione mumbled from her cot.

" No, before I said is this Gods way of telling us we should let Harry and Draco be. I was questioning whether it was. I thought about it and now I know it is."

" Oh my Goodness . . ." Lily muttered, pulling the thin blanket over her head.

" Shut up, Weasley or so help me God I'll find a way to give you a hundred detentions next year." Sirius growled crankily. He enjoyed his sleep uninterrupted.

" Okay, Okay."

Silence . . .

" You know, it could be a voodoo curse put on us by the custodian—"

"SHUT UP!"

A/N: Okay, before you go and review, either to tell me I suck or something, I must explain myself. I know I've done so on my bio page but I'll feel better if I can clear all that off and instead explain everything here.

For one, junior year last year was hectic. They give us so much stuff to do; I barely had time to think of something to write, though I did try. The fact that I was falling in love played a factor in all this. Hehe . . .well, I thought I would be able to write when summer came, even when I was in the UK but I was dreadfully busy then, you know, talking with cute people with nice accents. (Cackle) So when I came back, I slept all the time then I went on a camping trip with my family and boyfriend. After that, I tried to write, seriously, but I was distracted by thoughts of other stories and my senior year. By the time school started, I had to concentrate on that, spending time with the BF and my job. I was a complete stress ball from October till December (I only had a seasonal job). With trying to pass Trig (still haven't) and attempting to get at least a D in Comp. Programming, I was always doing that.

Then I had to take tutoring for the friggin PSSA's (Pennsylvania school state assessment) I had failed it junior year and we need it to graduate for some stupid reason. Luckily I only needed to pass the math part, which I did. All the while, I've been sending out applications for college and visiting them. That took up a few Saturdays and Sundays. By the way, I got into Indiana University of Pittsburgh (yayness!) and I even got a full scholarship! (Probably the best part of the year) By this time, whenever I even tried to write any of my stories posted here on I'd come upon a mental block the size of the Great Wall of China and I needed a nuke to knock it over. I didn't knock it over until today, I suppose.

Apparently, all I needed to do was reread SKF and LMBT . . .(don't throw things at me!) 'Cause after I did, I had this overwhelming urge to just finish the chapter. It took the whole day but I did it! It might suck but it's a start and hopefully it'll get better and I won't take as long to update! Now for the rest of my stories . . .

Anyway, review and be gentle with me! I'm in a fragile state of mind. (Whimpers)