AN: Sorry guys about the first part of the story. It is my first time writing a fanfic so I didn't know how everything works on the profile. The disclaimer and warning for it are on my profile. Also, the first part was like the prologue/intro chapter of the story (that was why it was so short), so technically this is the 'first' chapter.

Warnings: slash, bashing of characters, this will be an mpreg, if you don't like that, THEN DON'T READ IT!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter in any way at all.

It was a Saturday night and was going to my first high school party. Usually my friends and I would just hang out, but Ron and Hermione had been invited, and because they'd been hanging out without me lately, decided to bring me along too. I was very excited. Not only was I getting away from the Dursley's, or my so called 'family', but I was also doing something that would take my mind off my recently found hatred and disappointment with our current headmaster.

When I finally got to the party, I realized something; people didn't exaggerate when they said that these parties could get wild. You could hear the music before you were inside, and garbage was already littering the lawn. Stepping inside the house, I went to search for Ron and Hermione.

Walking through the house, I recognized most of the faces from school. They had all the "houses" there, and each seemed equally represented. Once I reached the backyard, I spotted a glimpse of familiar ginger and curly brown hair. Rushing to where they were, I stopped when I heard what they were talking about.

"How much longer till we get our pay?" a masculine voice whined

"Soon, Dumbledore said it would be late because the light side's 'rescue missions', haven't been as successful lately," a female voice answered.

"Why isn't he using Harry's vault anymore?"

"Because the goblins were getting suspicious with the amounts, Ron!"

"But I was planning on getting new robes for the formal this February, and this is going to mess it all up!"

"Don't worry, soon Voldemort will be dead and Harry won't be needed anymore. Then we won't have to deal with it."

"Thank goodness, that kid has been on my nerves since hour one!"

I couldn't believe my ears. Those voices were definitely Ron and Hermione's, but weren't they supposed to be my friends? Right!? We've done everything together since junior high. But from what they were talking about, it sounded like they were just being paid to do it, and with my money for some time too. At that moment I couldn't take it. I could feel the tears pooling in my eyes. I left that party running.

Instead of going home (I wanted to avoid the Dursleys and would wait till I knew they were asleep), I went to the playground near the Dursley's house and sat on the swings. As I sat there, I cried. I no longer had my two best friends, not after hearing that. Sure I knew people who were kind and seemed to be my friends and others who were just acquaintances, but that didn't help. I had thought they had been my friends with me because they wanted to hang out with Harry, not because of money or my fame as the Boy-Who-Lived.

By the time I was finished wallowing, I looked at my watch. It said it was 10:01pm. Deciding it was time to go, I went back to the Dursley's to finish off the weekend, and figure out how I would act when I went back to school.

~2 years later~

Two years after finding out the truth about my friendship with Ron and Hermione, I was waiting in my room for the door to be unlocked so I could go to school. But I wasn't excited to go to school, in fact, I was dreading it. Just like it had been every day after that party. That's because I have to put up a façade that I still think of Ron and Hermione as my friends, that I agree with them, and that I'm okay.

But lately I have become even less impressed with them. They have started picking on students who are grey, dark, and my least favorite, gay. They are also expecting me to join in, but how can I do that when I myself like guys and am not for the light side. So I just sit there trying to ignore it or try to tell them to stop, but I can see that they aren't pleased with it. If anything, I think that if they weren't being paid, they would have turned against me by now.

Once I got to school, I decided to avoid them in hopes of not having to deal with them. However, I was only able to do this until after lunch, where they pretty much cornered me in the dining hall.

"Hey Harry, where have you been all day?" Ron asked.

"At school" I replied, trying to get out of this situation as quick as possible.

"But we haven't seen you, and besides, you missed the homo couple by the stairs. It was disgusting!" Hermione told me.

At that point I was disgusted with them. But keeping my features neutral, I said I had a class to get to, and they finally let me go.

By the end of the day I was ready to leave school to go to the local library, do my homework, and get home late. No matter what consequences that would come as a result of it. Once I got to the library, I pulled out my homework, headphones, and iPod. Putting in the ear buds, and cranking up the music, I got started on the large pile of homework the teachers had given me that day.

When my homework was done, I checked the time and saw it was 11:12pm. Glad it was past the time the Dursley's went to sleep; I packed up my things and left the library.

Walking through the dark streets, I got the feeling of someone watching me. Looking behind me, I saw no one, but there were plenty of places to hide and shadows to obscure them. As I started to walk a little faster, a shiver ran down my back when a howl ripped through the night. 'Not good' I thought. Being only 5'5" and of a slight build, I would be no match for whatever was out there. And I most certainly did not want to die tonight.

Deciding that my best bet was to get home quickly, I started running, but not very much later, my sides started to hurt. And I also had started to hear claws scratching the pavement behind me. Feeling my heart lurch, I accidentally tripped on a dip in the sidewalk and fell to the ground.

As I start to get back up, I chanced a look behind me, only to become paralyzed with fear. Because right behind me was a werewolf even bigger than Moony, with black and silver hair and the largest set canines I have ever seen, running at me. At that moment I start to also feel the beginnings of a panic attack coming before my already horrible eyesight started to fade, and I blacked out the moment the beast was looming over me.

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