Note This is NOT a one-shot fic. It has a plot. Slash.

Summary: There's more than meets the eye when it comes to Harry. Everything he's ever done has been an act. He's changed his appearance over the summer and everyone wants him to change back, but he refuses. He's even acting differently; he's finally decided to let the world know how he really is. He's not the Golden Boy that everyone thinks he is; he's the exact opposite. The Dursley's beat him. Harry finds release in the form of a razorblade. What happens when he finds someone who's going through the same things that he is, but they're enemies? Will they be able to settle their differences? Will they be able to save each other before it's too late? And who will win the war? Read to find out.

This story will be rated for the following reasons:

Violence (abuse)

Language

Nudity/Graphic Sex (in later chapters)

Self-harming

Other

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the plot, and a few other things that will appear in later chapters.


Chapter 12: Thoughts, Awakenings, And Secrets Revealed

Draco was sitting in his room; Potter was lying on his bed, still unconscious. Draco had healed Potter's wounds until they scabbed over before he moved the boy. Draco had known that the only place he could take the boy was to his private room. Draco knew that he couldn't take the raven-haired boy to the Hospital Wing; sure, he disliked Potter, but he wasn't as cruel as to make the boy suffer more by announcing to the Wizarding World that he resorted to the means of self-harm.

When Draco had arrived at his room, he had lied Potter down on his bed and administered a blood replenishing potion, Draco always had some him his room incase he had an incident like Potter had, which he had had on more than one occasion. Now, Draco was sitting, waiting for the boy to wake up.

Draco had been shocked by what he had saw, he never expected Potter to be a cutter, as well. He had always assumed that Potter had a wonderful life, that the Muggle's he worshiped the ground that he walked on and treated him like a prince. He knew that he was wrong, now. Why else would Potter resort to such manners?

Since the beginning of the year, Draco had noticed that Potter and his friends had been getting into arguments, that they were growing farther apart, that Potter didn't want to be around them. Of course, he knew that his suspicions were right when he had had that little talk with Potter out by the mountain. Draco had always thought that Potter and his friends were inseparably, that they would always be the happy little golden trio. Oh, how he was mistaken.

Draco sighed as he grabbed his pack of cigarettes and took one out of the pack before lighting it. He took a long drag and exhaled slowly, he didn't know what to think anymore. His entire view of Potter had changed so quickly. In his mind, Potter went from the perfect little boy that was treated like royalty to a boy who lived behind the mask. He may not know Potter very well, but he could tell that there was more than meets the eye when it came to the boy.

Over the years, though nobody knew, Draco was observant of Potter. In their first year at Hogwarts he noticed that, though, Potter seemed happy, his eyes didn't show it. Potter had mostly stayed the same until their fifth year, that was when Draco noticed that the boy was show more of his true self, though, nobody but Draco seemed to notice. Now, this year, Potter had changed a lot, Draco had found out so much about the boy. He had found out that the boy smoked, did drugs and cut. Draco reckoned that nobody knew what Potter did behind closed doors.

From what Draco could tell, nobody knew what the boy had gone through in his life, even Draco didn't. Draco could tell that nobody knew who the real Harry Potter was, but people were starting to find out. The Harry Potter that everyone knew never was and never will be. Draco reckoned that he was the only one that knew how much people betrayed the raven-haired boy, though, he only knew from what he had observed, which was a lot.

Everyone thought that Potter was the perfect little boy that would never do anything wrong, that would never defy Dumbledore, that would always be there to protect them. Draco knew how wrong they were. Potter wasn't the perfect little boy that they all though he was, he wasn't even close, he was the exact opposite. Potter wasn't the little boy that would never do anything wrong, he did something wrong all the time, though, it wasn't the type of wrong to get him in trouble, to the Wizarding World, though, finding out that the Boy-Who-Lived smoked, cut and did drugs was wrong. Draco knew that Potter would defy Dumbledore; he knew that the boy already was. Draco knew that Potter wouldn't always be there to protect the Wizarding World, he knew that eventually Potter would turn his back on everyone, willing, because he would become fed up with all the bullshit that they pulled on him.

Potter, though, played his part behind the mask very well. From what Draco had gathered, Potter had made everyone think that he was the perfect little boy that would never do anything wrong, that would never defy Dumbledore, that would always be there to protect them. But, Draco knew, that Potter was the exact opposite of what he made everyone believe. For a long time, though Draco would never admit it, Potter had had him fooled, too. Draco didn't know why Potter had been able to fool him because Draco had always known that Potter wasn't what he seemed. Draco reckoned that Potter was just that good at playing his part that he was able to make Draco, someone who knew he was acting and living behind a mask, believe his lies.

'Looks like you've got everybody fooled, Hero,' Draco thought to himself as he took a long drag of his cigarette.


Ron and Hermione walked onto the Hogwarts Express and sat down in an empty compartment at the back of the train. They were both silence, pondering what Harry had said before he left. Did he really think that the only reason they wanted to be around him was because he was famous? Did he really think that they only wanted to be around him so that they could be known as Harry Potter's best friends? Did he really think that they could care less if he got hurt or not? Was what he said about the way he was now being the way that he always was, that he just never showed it, true?

Ron and Hermione sighed at the same time, it seemed like they were thinking the same thing. The two sat in a somewhat uncomfortable silence, one that was broken by Hermione.

"Do you think what he said was true?"

"Which part?" Ron asked.

"When he said that he's always been the way that he is now, but just never chose to show it before," Hermione said.

"I dunno." Ron said, looking out the window as the train started to move. "I dunno what to believe anymore. For all we know, what Harry said could be true."

"I know, but I don't want to think that it's true, it seems so hard to believe that it is," Hermione sighed.

"I know," Ron agreed.

After a few moments of silence Hermione spoke, "I think we should just leave him be, I mean, let him stay the way that he is until he's ready to change back."

"I dunno, what if he doesn't?" Ron asked.

"Then, we let him be that way. If this is how he wants to be, we should tell him no," Hermione said. "To each their own, right?"

"True,"

"I think we were a little hard on him this year. I mean, we told him to change back and we kept persisting that he did do so. I think that's where he gets the idea that we only want to be around him because he's famous. I know that he thinks we only want to be around him because he's famous and we'll be known as his best friends, but I want to know why he thinks that. What could have made him think that?" Hermione asked.

"I dunno, maybe because that's the way that we acted," Ron suggested.

"Maybe," Hermione said. "I think we were a little harsh on him, though. I mean, we told him what he changed in a bad way."

"You mean you told him that," Ron corrected. "But, what if he said was true? That he had always been the way that he is now?"

"Then, that would mean…I don't know what it would mean," Hermione said.

"I think it would mean that he was either been lying to us about everything, or, like he said, that he chose to never show it. But, if what he said about never choosing to show it was true, then that would mean that he was living behind a mask," Ron said. "He said that he had always been like that, he's never shown anyone his true self because that's the way he lived. But, I wonder why he's been like that. What could have happened to him to cause him to have to be like that, living behind a mask?"

"I don't know. But, Ron, we don't even know if any of this is true. We don't know if he is living behind a mask or not, we're just assuming that he is," Hermione said.

"I know, but still, there is always the possibility that it is true," Ron said.

"Yes, I know," Hermione said quietly.

"You know what I think we should do when we get back to school," Ron said.

"What?" Hermione asked, curious as to what Ron was thinking.

"I think that we should talk to him. Tell him that we don't want to be around him just because he's famous. Tell him that we want to be his friends for whom he is, not what he is. I think we should try to get him to talk to us, open up to us the way that he used to," Ron said.

"Ron, I have a feeling that Harry never really did open up to us. I think that he just told us stuff that we already knew, but phrased it differently so that it soundly like we didn't know the things that he was telling us," Hermione sighed.

"Maybe," Ron said.

The two sat in silence for a while, both thinking about the argument with Harry and the conversation that they had just had. They didn't have much to go on, it was either Harry was lying or he wasn't. The problem was, though, that they couldn't determine which one it was. If what Harry had said was true, than he had been lying to them from the start. Though, he what he said wasn't true, than he was lying to them now. Either way, Harry had lied to them.

Hermione was thinking of a way to get Harry to listen to her and Ron, but she couldn't think of anything. Also, she was thinking of what to tell him, she didn't want to force him to believe what they were saying; she wanted him to believe it on his own. She knew that the hardest part of talking to the boy would be to get him to agree to sit down and listen to what they had to say.

That was where she was stuck, how to get him to sit down and listen. Hermione knew that she had to think logically about this, she knew that she couldn't force him to listen because that would only turn him away from her even more. Hermione sighed; she knew that she had to figure out what she was going to do to make Harry listen one step at a time.

First, she would have to find a way to get Harry to sit down and listen to what she and Ron had to say. Then, she and Ron would have to figure out what to say so that they could get Harry to listen; also, they would have to figure out how to phrase what they were going to say so that they didn't anger the boy. Then, Hermione had to think of a way to coax Harry into talking about what was wrong. Hermione just hoped that if Harry did listen to her and Ron and talked to them that everything would be fine between them again. Well, with the way things were going and Hermione's assumptions, things were never already, but she hoped that after this everything would be all right.

Hermione sighed, she knew that she wouldn't get much time to think of a way to talk to Harry while she was at the Burrow; she had to think about while she was on the train. Hermione had a feeling that Ron was thinking about the same thing she was, how to talk to Harry.

Hermione knew that she and Ron couldn't corner Harry and force him to listen to what they had to say; that would only make things much worse then what they already were. There was always the possibility that she could ask him to talk, but she had a feeling that he would refuse.

Hermione was brought back from her thoughts when Ginny entered the compartment.

"Hey, guys," she said as she sat down next to Hermione. "What are you doing?"

"Thinking," Ron answered honestly.

"About what?" Ginny asked.

"Harry," Hermione said with a sigh.

"Oh, what about him?"

"Well," Hermione started but she looked at Ron to see if he was all right with her telling Ginny. When she saw that he was, she continued, "Have you noticed how things are changing between him, Ron and I?"

"Yes."

"Well, we're trying to figure out how to talk to him without him blowing up on us. We want him to talk to us, to tell us what's wrong. We want him to know that we're not hanging around him because he's famous." Hermione said.

"I can't blame him for thinking that, though," Ginny said.

"Why do you say that?" Hermione asked.

"Because, the way that you guys practically freaked out on him, telling him to change back to the way that he was before because the way that he is now isn't the real him. The way that you guys said that he was just going through a phase because Sirius died, the way that you guys told him to drop the act that he was putting on. I can't blame him for thinking that you guys only want to be around him because he's famous. Hell, if I didn't know you guys so well, I'd think the same thing," Ginny explain.

"I know, we realized what we did wrong to make him think that," Hermione said.

"Now, we want to make things right," Ron finished.

"That's understandable, but don't think that I'm getting involved in any of this," Ginny said. "You guys caused this problem, you can fix it."

"I know," Hermione said.

"Now, who's up for a game of Exploding Snap?" Ginny said excitedly. Ron and Hermione sighed, leave it to Ginny to suddenly change the subject and do something random like she just did.


Ron, Hermione, and Ginny stepped off the Hogwarts Express, only to be greeted by the rest of the Weasley family. Bill, Charlie, Percy – who had made up with his mother and father during the summer –, Fred, George, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Mrs. Weasley immediately pulled Ron, Ginny and Hermione into a hug. When Mrs. Weasley let the three teens go, she looked around before raising her eyebrow.

"Where's Harry, dear?" She asked Ron. Ron had forgotten to write to his mother to tell her that Harry was staying at school for the holidays.

"He decided to stay at school," Ron answered in a tone that said that that topic of conversation was over, he was still somewhat angry about the argument that he, Hermione and Harry had had before they left school, though, he knew that he couldn't be if he ever wanted to make things right.

"Oh, alrighty, dear," Mrs. Weasley said. "I'll just owl him his presents."

"You do that mum," Ron said.

"OK, can we go now?" Ginny asked impatiently.

"Yep, the car is parked just outside," Mr. Weasley said.

Mrs. Weasley decided that it would be better if everyone went through the gate in pairs. First were Charlie and Mrs. Weasley, then Ron and Hermione, Fred and George, Bill and Percy, and then Mr. Weasley and Ginny. When everyone was through the gate, the ten of them made their way out of the train station and to the car that was parked outside the building, it was a car from the Ministry of Magic.

Mr. Weasley opened the trunk and Ron, Hermione and Ginny put their luggage inside, it was obvious that there was an enlargement spell used so that their entire luggage could fit inside. Mrs. Weasley then began to usher everyone into the vehicle, the inside was enlarged as well. Once everyone was seated, Mr. Weasley turned on the car and began to drive back to the Burrow.

Everyone was silent for the first ten minutes of the ride. Nobody knew what to say, it was the first time and in long while that all of the Weasley's were together and not arguing about one thing or another. It was Charlie that broke the silence.

"So, um, read any good books lately, Hermione?" He asked, the twins, Ron and Ginny snickered at that. Everybody knew that Hermione was more than likely to go into detail about every book that she read.

"A few," She answered. Everyone in the car was a little shocked that Hermione didn't go into full detail about the books that she had read.

"You feeling alright, Hermione?" Ron asked, putting his hand on her forehead for a slightly dramatic affect.

"Yes," She snapped, taking his hand off of her forehead.

"Right, then," Fred said.

"New topic," George finished.

"Who's in the lead for Quidditch," Bill asked.

"Us, obviously," Ginny said, smiling. After Harry had become Seeker again, she had tried out for Chaser and received the position, though, she hadn't told her parents yet, and she had a feeling that the question would arise soon.

"Still Seeker, Ginny," Charlie asked. Ginny tried not to roll her eyes; she knew he family too well for her own tastes.

"Nope, Chaser now," She said. "Harry's Seeker again."

"That's good to hear," Mrs. Weasley said from the front seat.

"Yea, and Ron's still Keeper," Ginny said.

"Wonderful," Mrs. Weasley said.

Everyone in the car fell silent again; nobody knew what to say. There was really nothing to talk about, well, nothing that anybody wanted to talk about, at least. After ten minutes of silence Fred spoke.

"You know, you two are awfully silent," he said, looking at Ron and Hermione.

"Usually you two are always talking about one thing or another," George said

"We're just tired," Ron lied.

"I wonder why," Charlie said with a grin.

"Charlie!" Mrs. Weasley scolded as she reached back and slapped him across the back of the head.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"You know very well what that was for," Mrs. Weasley said, rolling her eyes.

"Whatever," Charlie said.

"So, have you two?" Bill asked, glad that he was out of his mother's reach.

"Bill!" Mrs. Weasley shouted and then looked at Ginny, who nodded and then slapped Bill across the back of the head.

"Hey!" he shouted. "Why'd you do that?"

Ginny shrugged her shoulders, "Because I could."

"Right," Bill said.

"Are you gonna answer the question?" George asked before he, too, received a slap across the back of the head from Mrs. Weasley.

"Okay," Ginny said. "New topic."

Fred looked at his mother, who was watching him, and smirked evilly before saying, "So, who here's g–"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence," Mrs. Weasley shouted.

"What? I was only gonna say–"

"Don't!"

"Who here's glad it's Christmas?" Fred asked before he received a slap across the back of the head. "Hey! What was that for?"

"You know why," Mrs. Weasley said.

"Right," Fred said.

"Why do you keep smacking us?" George asked.

"Because I can," Mrs. Weasley answered, shrugging her shoulders.

"We feel so loved," Charlie, Bill, Fred and George said in unison.

"We're here," Mr. Weasley said.

"Finally," Ron said.


Draco sighed, it had been three hours and Potter still hadn't awakened. Draco hadn't left his room during the entire three hours that Potter had been in it, for fear of what would happen if Potter woke up and Draco wasn't around to stop him from doing something regretful.

Though, Draco would never admit it, he was scared about what would happen when Potter awoke. What would he tell him? 'Oh, I know your little secret, Hero,' Draco didn't think that saying that would go over well with the other boy. Draco sighed and cursed himself, what was he thinking when he brought Potter to his room? Maybe, it was the fact that he knew that someone else did the same thing that he did, or maybe he wanted a change to redeem himself in Potter's eyes.

When Potter had refused Draco's friendship all those years ago, Draco was hurt, upset, and angry. He wanted to make Potter pay for making him feel like that, that was when all the fights started and had continued, until this year. Draco could tell, just by looking at Potter, that the boy had changed, a lot. Not just his appearance, but also the way that Potter held himself and interacted with other people.

Draco had noticed, during meals and classes, that Potter had grown distant; he didn't talk to Weasley and Granger. Also, he noticed that Potter had lost his arrogant glow that had surrounded him for the last five years. He sad down, still thinking, he came to the conclusion that that glow of arrogance was never even there to begin with, he had made himself belief that it was there because he was angry and hurt, and slightly jealous, though he would never admit, that Weasley and Granger were friends with Potter.

Draco sighed, he knew that it was wrong of him to treat Potter, Weasley and Granger the way that he had because he was angry, hurt, sad, and, slightly, jealous. He wanted to apologize to them and call a truce, but he knew that things were never that easy. Why did they have to listen to him for anyway? He was the kid that had bullied them for the last five years. Even if they did listen, they would probably think that he was up to something, waiting to do something to them.

Now, Draco was presented with the chance to make a truce with Potter. Though, he had no idea what to say to Potter when he was listening, or even what to say to get the boy to listen. If he were honest with himself, he was scared and feared when Potter would awaken. How would Potter react? What would he say? What would he do? That's what scared Draco, he wasn't sure how he was supposed to react in a situation like this, he didn't know how he was going to act period, he didn't know what to say or what to do.

Reaching over, Draco grabbed the pack of cigarettes and light off his desk before he took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag; his nerves were slightly shot. He didn't even know exactly why he was worrying over the boy, or even wanted to call a truce, all he knew that the boy had changed and he had become intrigued. Draco took another long drag of his cigarette, sometimes, he was too curious for his own good. That was got him into the situation he was in right now, his curiosity. He cursed his curiosity to hell and back, it was more trouble then it was worth.

Helping Potter was more trouble then it was worth. Yet, he did it, despite the consequences that would arise when the boy awoke. Draco took a drag of his cigarette and sighed, aside from the fact that Potter did the same things he did, why did he even want to befriend the boy? To spite his father? Draco didn't think that that was why he was doing what he did. He had already done that, spite his father, when to refused to take the Dark Mark. No, something about this boy really intrigued, not just the fact they did some of the same things, like cutting and smoking and doing drugs, but it was deeper than that. Draco reached over and put his cigarette out in the ashtray on his desk.

Knowing that Potter did some of the same things as him, Draco wanted to find out more about the boy laying in his bed, he wanted to know why the boy did them, what happened to him to make him do that, he wanted to know if he could help, though he would never admit. He wanted to talk to Potter and stuff, he get to know the boy to the point where they were friends. The only thing was, was why did he want to do it anyway? Draco wanted to know why he had a sudden interest in Potter; he never had before.

Draco sighed, he hated some of the things that he did when he wasn't thinking. This had to rank top one, bring Potter back to his room because he saw him pass out from the lack of blood from cutting. Why did he do such regrettable things? Why didn't he think before he took action? Draco knew that it was just the way that he was, and that he couldn't completely control acting like that. He hated it, he wanted to change and be able to control himself, he hated himself for acting like that.

Draco was brought back from his thoughts when he heard Potter stir slightly. Draco sighed, he knew that the time was drawing nearer until he would have to face Potter and tell him what happened. Though, he had no idea about what he was going to say or how to say it.

Reaching over to his desk, Draco grabbed his pack of cigarettes and lighter, before he took a cigarette out of his pack and lit it. He took a long drag and exhaled slowly. He had a feeling that Potter was going to need a cigarette when he awoke. Draco reckoned that Potter was going to need one much more then he did. All hell was going to break loose when Potter awoke; Draco had a strong feeling about that.

Sighing, Draco tried to figure out what he was going to say. 'Don't worry, I wont tell anyone about your little secret, Hero,' Draco didn't think saying that would go over well with Potter. Draco took a long drag of his cigarette; he was screwed. He had no way out of the situation that he was in. He sighed, he didn't know why he was worrying about what he was going to say, he knew that even if he had planned something, he would just wing it when Potter awoke.

That was Draco's plan, now; he would just wing it, think about what he was saying while he was saying it. Draco took a drag of his cigarette; he noticed Potter was starting to stir more.

'Shit,' He thought, as he took a drag of his cigarette. Potter was starting to move around more.

A moment later, Potter sat up before taking in his surroundings. "Fuck," Potter cursed under his breath when he saw Draco. 'What am I doing here? Fuck, if I'm here and so is Malfoy, then he knows!' Potter thought. 'I need to find a way to make sure that he doesn't tell anyone!'

"What am I doing here, Malfoy?" Harry asked coldly. 'Best not to let anything show…wait! Where's my razorblade?'

Draco sighed, "You passed out and I brought you here."

"Why? Wait, where is it?" Potter demanded.

"Where's what?" Draco asked.

"My razorblade," Harry growled, if he didn't get back his razorblade someone was going to get hurt.

Draco walked over to his robe and dug in his pocket. He pulled out Potter's razorblade before he tossed it to the boy. Potter caught the razorblade and put it in his pocket.

"Now," Harry said. "Why did you bring me here?"

"Because, I watched what happened before you passed out and I think I know what you're going through," Draco said honestly.

"What? Are you my stalker now or something?" Harry growled.

"No," Draco said.

"Then how did you know where I was?" Harry asked coldly.

"Because, I over heard your argument with Weasley and Granger and I saw you storm out of the Great Hall," Draco answered.

"Whatever! I don't know what game you're playing Malfoy, but I'm not!" Harry said.

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked; he was starting to get annoyed.

"Why did you bring me here? And don't say it's because you know what I'm going through, because you don't! You have no idea what I've been through and what I'm going through! And you never will, you're a spoiled, selfish, spiteful, fucking asshole. You get everything that you want! Your daddy's little boy! So, how would you know what I'm going through?" Harry shouted.

Draco reached over to his desk, grabbed his pack of cigarettes and light, then tossed them to Potter before saying, "Here, calm down."

Potter looked at Draco for a second before he took a cigarette out of the pack and lighting it. He threw that pack and lighter back to Draco before he said, "Thanks."

"And, just to let you know, I'm not daddy's little boy. I don't get everything that I want, and I never have," Draco said.

"So, that still doesn't mean that you know what I'm going through," Potter said as he took a long drag of his cigarette. "Also, I don't think that that's the real reason why you brought me here."

"Oh, and prey tell, why do you think I brought you here, Hero?" Draco asked in an indifferent tone.

"To ask me question about it and then tell everyone that I do it," Potter sneered.

"That's not even close. I have no intentions of telling anyone that you cut," Draco said calmly, though, inside, he was scared.

"Bullshit," Potter said.

"I'm telling the truth. Trust me when I say that I know what you're going through. And when I say that I'm not going to tell anyone," Draco said.

"Why should I?" Potter asked.

Draco sighed, he could only think of one way to make Potter believe what he was saying. Though, was it worth what he was about to do? Draco knew that if he ever wanted to gain Potter's trust and get to know him, then he knew that he had to do it, he had to risk something. Draco rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and held out his arms, palm up.

Potter gasped, he had no idea that Draco was like that. 'What reason does he have for doing that, though? He's got the perfect life,' Potter thought. 'Malfoy has no reason to cut, he's never been through the things that I have, not even close.'

"Now, do you believe me?" Draco asked as he rolled down his sleeves.

"You've got the perfect life, why the fuck do you need to resort to something like that?" Potter asked as he took a drag of his cigarette.

"No, I don't have the perfect life, Hero," Draco said. "I've gone through things that you can't even imagine."

"I'm sure," Potter said sarcastically. "And, why are you showing that to me?"

"Because, that way, if I tell people that you cut, you can tell people that I do, too," Draco said.

"Ok," Potter said slowly. "What are you up to?"

"I want to call a truce," Draco said.

"Why?" Potter asked.

"Because, I don't think that I'm the only one that is getting tired and growing old or our constant fights. I tired of always arguing with you. We argue over fuck all, for no reason. I just want to put everything behind me and move on. I was wondering if we could try and become friends or something," Draco said.

"How do I know that this isn't some sort of trick?" Potter asked.

"Honestly, Hero, what reason do I have for playing a trick? We've shared a hotel room for half of the summer; if I had any reason to play a trick I would have done it then. Also, I'm sure that you've noticed that nobody knows that we stayed in the same hotel room together, or that you or I smoke and that you and I got stoned together. If I were going to say shit about you, don't you think I would have done it long before now? Remember at the beginning of the year before we got onto the train, you asked me not to bug you too much this year? Well, I haven't even talked to you except for in classes and that time by the mountain," Draco said. "Like I said, if I were going to do something, I would have done it already."

"You prove a good point," Potter said.

"Truce," Draco said and held out his hand.

"Truce," Potter said as he shook Draco's hand.


OMG! I updated! Yay! Lol…I think that this chapter really sucked but…let me know what you think! Okay, now, im gonna answer a question that you're all probably wondering about. Why I changed the name from "My Immortal" to "My Hero" well…that's kinda easy kinda complicated…lol. Well, ive been working on my story a lot and I've come up with a few idea's and I'm making a huge change in the plot. So, My Hero goes with it all sooo much better. Lol. but yea…who here likes the new name? Let me know! Lol. also, updates, like I said wont be coming as fast, but I'm hoping to update at least twice a month…so keep a look out for the next chapter, which I've already started to work on.

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Leader of the 'track down Peter Pettigrew and kill him in a horrible way' hunt squad: lol. um…what's a bint? Lmao. omg…my counselor questioned my sanity the last session that I had with her…lol. Anyways, thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

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The Dark's Desire: lmao! I love your reviews; they always make me laugh. Lol. Anyways, I have to agree with you on the Ron, Hermione and Pansy thing…lol but im got so sure about Draco belonging to all those people. Lol. Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Walking-From-Omelas: lol. I hope this isn't a cliff hanger for you…lol. but, don't worry, if it is, the next chapter is on its way…I say about a week or two…lol. Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Hermione1208: …is that a good thing or a bad thing? Lol… Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

MidnightsRose: Thanks for the compliment. Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

(Chapter 1) Thank you. I hope you had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

JuJube15: I see what you mean! Lol. Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Thank you! I hope you had a Merry Christmas! I know I did. Lol. Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

BluEmptyness: (Chapter 1) lol, yea, you spelled it wrong, its especially. Lol. I listen to that some for most of the time that I read the chapter. Lol Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

(Chapter 12) lol, thanks! Yea, I agree with you about Ron and Hermione! Lol. about the Pansy thing…it was scary for me to write it…lol.

Hittocerebattosai: Aww! It's reviews like that that make me happy all day long! Thank you for the compliments! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thanks for the review!

FroBoy: I just realized something…lol. that that's all you say, how come? Why do you make conversation like other reviews? Lol, you don't have to answer that if you don't want…but I was just wondering…lol. Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Vudu: Thank you so much! Just knowing that people are wishing me luck on my case makes me think that I really can pull through and bring the bastard down! Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Just-think-of-a-stupid-name-and-that's-me: Thanks. I know…ive read a few stories where the author abandons it because they get bored. I'm never gonna do that with this story…ive even got some of the sequel planned out! Lol…hint hint. I hope you and a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Hikari Guardian: Aww! Thanks you sooo much! That's such a beautiful review! You've just helped put me into an even better mood! Thanks soooo much for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Keahi17: Thank you. I hope you had a Merry Christmas! Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

GaiazHeart: lol. Thank you! I hope this is enough interaction between Harry and Draco for now! Lol, don't worry; there will be more in the next chapter! Lol. Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

SilverScorpianWolfGirl: lol. I hope that is enough Harry and Draco action for you for now. lol. Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Sima: Yea, I know what you mean. I'm glad that you love my story! Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Aminewolfgurl: Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

TenshiZujin: Thank you. Yea, I know it's becoming harder to find any good Harry/Draco pairing with good angst and stuff. Hell, it's getting harder and harder to find ANY good Harry/Draco pairings. Lol Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Anyways! I hope all of you had a VERY Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Please, review and tell me what you thought of this chapter! Like I said, I think this chapter kinda sucks, but, that's just me! I wanna know you what guys all think! So…Review! Until next chapter! Byebyez!

-Wykked As Syn