Harry took a seat and set his bag down next to his seat. During math class, Harry got side tracked by watching Draco, staring at him from the small distance of his seat. Draco's eyes met his as Harry turned away; the blond haired teenager grabbed his work and books along with his bag and went over to an empty seat next to Harry.

"You seem a little flushed Harry," Draco said as he sat down and noticed Harry turning pink in embarrassment of being caught staring.

"I'm fine, It's just I feel a little...umm...hey!" Harry laughed as Draco punched his arm in a friendly gesture.

"Alright class, examples of the homework is on the bored, get it done by the end of the hour!" she said as she watched her students start on their assignment. Harry went up to the teacher, got a textbook, and started on the homework.

"D-Draco?" Harry asked nervously, stammering.

"Yes?" He answered the teen.

"I need help; Math is one of my worst subjects..." Harry lied. He was good in all his subjects; he just wanted to be closer to Draco to get to know him better.

"Sure," Draco responded, moved his desk closer to Harry's, and started talking about how he should do it and what steps he should take to get there. All Harry was doing was staring dreamily at Draco.

"Get it?" He asked.

"Yeah..." Harry sighed as he continued to stare dreamily at Draco. Draco smiled at Harry. He was obviously aware of Harry starring at him.

"I'm having a party tomorrow night, do you want to go?" Draco asked.

"Really, are you sure? Why would you invite me?" Harry looked startled.

"Of course, I wouldn't invite you if I didn't mean it, I don't think you're a bad kid, besides I think we could be great….friends," As Draco said this, Harry blushed slightly.

"I'd love to go to the party."

"Great, here's my address, it starts at 7 tomorrow night," Draco scribbled down his address and gave it to Harry. They got finished with their math homework just as the bell rang with a few problems still un-worked, and turned in their homework. Both of them said good-bye as they went to lunch separately.

Remus had stopped Harry in the hallway to tell him that he had paper work to do and that he was going to eat lunch with the teachers this time, but also made sure that he would eat lunch with him the next time. Instead, Harry sat with Ron and Hermione at lunch.

"So? What held you back after class?" Ron asked with a mouth half-full of food.

"That teacher, the new one, is my godfather's boyfriend; he's like a second father to me..."

"Oh, what happened to your real father?"

"I would rather not talk about it if you didn't mind," Harry said. He could help to have tears in his eyes, but feel slightly sick from the food all around him.

"That's alright mate I understand," he said, giving his new friend a concerned look, not knowing whats to come.

"You alright mate? You look sick," Ron said as Harry shut his eyes tight and taking a deep breath, the smell of the tacos was making him sick.

"No, I'm not fine, I have to go. See yeah later guys," Harry said as he ran to the bathroom. Since the school was new to him, he could not find the bathroom right away. It was hard to take all the twists and turns to find one bathroom with him feeling this sick. Finally, he found a large door with the men sign next to the door, leaving Harry to rapidly, fling open the door.

He felt very dizzy as if everything was spinning. He barely hit the stall before he started puking in the toilet. Baring all the contents of his empty stomach that tore his insides, making them burn his throat while Harry coughed up so much blood; he passed out with hardly any pulse.

The last thing he heard was the bathroom door opening as he slipped into the darkness of the pain and torture his stomach filled him self with. Not knowing who it was, or rather, not caring who it was that had opened the door. His thoughts cut short, as was his air supply that was leaving him.

"Hello? 911?" The male said into the phone.

"I need an Ambulance immediately," he demanded.

"My name is not an of your business just get down to Hogwarts Schools right now! A teenage boy is in need of assistant! I don't think he is breathing!" The adult took Harry out of the bathroom and into the nurse's office until the paramedics came along.

They did not come for another few minutes, though during that time, they contacted Remus in the teachers lounge to tell him what had happened in the bathroom. Then they contacted Sirius to tell them about Harry's condition, and all that they could do for him. When they did get to the school, they put Harry on a stretcher that hooked up to a blood and oxygen pack. All the students that were in the lunchroom, including Draco, had watched all of this happen to Harry, though they felt extremely bad. Draco wanted to know more about the new kid: Harry Potter.

Harry was put in the Ambulance truck with Sirius riding in the back and Remus following in the car behind them to the hospital that would only give Harry more medication; at least that what Sirius thoughts were. They would only give him more medication to make him 'better,' he knows what is best for godson and it is definitely not medication. Sirius was holding Harry's hand, praying he would have a happier life when he would get out of the hospital. To Sirius, there was no such thing as losing Harry. He already lost James and it was hard on all of them. He promised James no matter what, he would always keep Harry safe and that is what he is going to do.