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Authors Note:-Well everyone here's the fifth chapterཀ I hope you enjoy and reviewཀ And if anyone is wondering I am continuing this story to the end, I hopeཀ If people start to say they don't like or stop reviewing then I don't know...but I haven't yet so it will continueཀ

Dreams Can Come True

-Chapter5-

Once the other boys had awoken, Harry made his way to the bathroom to freshen up and change, before regrettably making his way down to the Great Hall for breakfast. When he made it to the great hall, he put his head down and tried to go unnoticed, but by the sudden silence and quiet whispers, he knew it didn't happen. Sitting down at the side closest to the door, away from everyone else. Ron sat beside him and Ginny and Neville came down and sat across from them. Again Harry didn't eat anything just pushing it all around on his plate. When Ron was done and ready Harry just got up and left, not noticing again the pair of eyes that followed him in and out.

Draco Malfoy was watching Harry's every move, from last night to this morning, and he noticed the boy hadn't eaten a thing. Draco didn't know why he had a sudden interest in the boy-who-lived, but he put it off as just pure curiosity. When he saw the boy get up and leave with Weasley he waited a few minutes and followed after; Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle, and Pansy, all following after him. The Gryffindors and the Slytherins both had double potions first thing in the morning and then DADA in the afternoon, both surprisingly with Professor Snape, so they didn't look suspicious when following after the trio. When entering the class they saw Potter, Weasley, and Longbottom sitting together, while Granger was sitting by herself glaring at the three.

Draco and his friends made their way to their usual seats toward the back, right across the aisle from Harry and his friends. Draco gave a slight nod to Harry when he looked his way. When he met eyes with Harry, Draco had to look away. His eyes were a lot more dull of a green than he remembered and they were almost dead like. He knew now that something must have happened to him this summer, he just didn't know what and how he was going to find out. He could ask his father if he knew where the boy lived, he was residing in the dungeons, but then he would have to explain why he was all of a sudden interested in him; he himself didn't even know why. Just then the door slammed shut and Professor Snape came striding in, his robes billowing after him.

"Quiet," he called once he made it to the front. "Now this year you will be learning the more complicated potions, while also getting prepared for your final year to come next year . . . " Harry had started to space out when Snape started to go on about what they were going to do that year, and started to just think about things. He was so absorbed in his own mind that he didn't hear his professor calling his name or notice him standing right by him, his shadow bearing down on him. He didn't notice any of this until he was tapped in the shoulder by Ron. Harry looked over at Ron to see what he wanted but didn't have to wait long.

"Mr.Potter, could you please enlighten me as to why you are not paying attention, and did not respond when I called your name? I do not give special treatment to people especially the boy-who-lived, we don't want you having your head too big to go through the doors, now do we?" the slytherins all snickered at this. Harry was scared, his mind kept running over the images that have happened to him his whole life, but specifically this summer. He couldn't get it out of his mind that his uncle is far, far away from Hogwarts, and couldn't get him.

"Mr.Potterཀ You will answer me when I ask you a question." Yelled Snape. Harry winced. No, no he kept telling himself, it's not your uncle, it's not.

"Sorry, sir." He answered, his voice shaky and scared. His mind replaying what his uncle did to him.

"Potter, you will not get away with this so easily, your father was just the same, always looking for attention. You're just like him, an attention seeking foolཀ" Snape yelled. Harry was slowly going inside his mind trying to block what was going on in potions class. Draco could only watch as his godfather belittled Harry Potter in the middle of class and he didn't know why but he felt like he just wanted to shut his godfather up and hold Harry and tell he was there for him. So he did something he still couldn't believe he did.

"Sev, if you can't get over the fact that it was his father that did those things to you and not him then you are just the same type of fool as you called his father. And I believe I speak for everyone here, we would like to get on with our lesson as long as you're done with your childish ranting." Draco said getting up from his seat and standing in front the potions master. He could feel all the eyes of the class on him, and the glare and slight surprised eyes of his teacher. He turned to look at Harry and saw that the other boy looked frightened and just staring right ahead, at nothing. Draco moved to shake the boy out of whatever he was in but he moved away from hand, eyes looking completely fearful. Draco tried again to revive the boy but he jumped from his chair and tried to make his way to the door while saying, "Please don't hurt I promise I won't do anything bad, just please don't hurt meཀ" and then turned and ran from the class.

Draco stood there for a minute, not at all sure what just happened, until, he too ran from the classroom. He didn't know why he was showing so much emotion and doing things he knew his father would greatly disapprove of, but he didn't care, he didn't care about what his father might think of him, he didn't care what anyone thought of him. Except just one person, Harry Potter. He just couldn't get the boy out of his head, and at this moment all he cared about was finding that one boy.

Harry ran into the closest bathroom by him. He still couldn't believe he freaked out like that, and in front of everyone who already thought he was crazy and a freak. Even Draco will think him a freak just like what the papers say. He looked at himself in the mirror with the glamours off, he winced at what he saw. His face was a mass of purples, blacks and, yellows. He couldn't stand to look at himself. He didn't understand how anyone could look at him.

Harry reached into his pocket knife. He didn't want to stay in a place where no one could love him, or even look at him. He started to cut and cut, he didn't even realize he had fallen to the floor. He didn't mean to cut that much, until he saw the poop of blood under him get bigger. He slowly started to slip into the darkness. He tried his hardest to stay awake but didn't know how long he could last.

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Draco had started to panic when he couldn't find the raven haired boy. He had stopped to ask a couple of the pictures to see if they had seen Harry, only some of them responded and one said they thought they saw someone go into the bathroom but wasn't sure. Draco looked all over for the bathroom on the floor, finally coming to one of the last doors of the corridor did he find it; truth be told he wasn't expecting what he found. There was Harry, lying in a pool of dark red blood staining his clothes. He could see long deep slashes on his arms. He couldn't believe it, he had tried to kill himself, all Draco could think about was what could have caused his beauty that much torture, also when did he start calling Harry, his.

Draco rushed to Harry's side checking for a pulse, praying to God he'd find one, only sighing in relief when he did. He could tell by his ragged breathing, Harry was trying to stay in the world of the conscious.

"Harry? Harry can you hear me? Please Harry say something. You have to stay with me." Draco asked.

"Dr-Draco? Wh-what are you doing here?" Harry choked out.

"I ran after you when you left potions. Come on can you stand? We need to get you to the hospital wing."

"No please, not there. Please I didn't mean to cut that deep . . . please." Harry tried to get out. He couldn't believe his luck, of all people Draco Malfoy had to show up and see him like this, right when he was being nice to him. Now he was going to tell all of his friends and they would make his life even more of a nightmare.

"Ok, ok I won't, I promise, but Harry you need to be healed. I'm going to take you to my friend, ok?" Draco asked gently, not wanting to upset the boy anymore.

"Ok-," but Harry didn't get to finish it, the blood loss and beatings were getting to him. His lungs had finally had enough and wouldn't get him enough air.

"Harryཀ? Harry please answer me, please stay with come on you can do it, pleaseཀ" Draco picked up Harry and ran as fast as he could without disturbing Harry's injuries. He didn't notice the tears that were escaping from his eyes. When he finally made it to the dungeons, he picked up his speed. He knew Harry didn't have much longer, his scarce breathing here and there was evidence enough.

"Severus, Sev? Open up pleaseཀ" Draco banged on the door as hard as he could until his godfather opened.

"Draco, what is the meaning of this-," whatever he was about to say was cut off when he saw who it was and the condition of the person was in. "Draco what happened?" Severus said as he let Draco inside over to the couch that was previously occupied by Draco's father and him.

"I don't know after I ran out of your class I couldn't find him, it took me about an hour and a half just to find him, and this is how I found him. When I tried to take him to the infirmary, he wouldn't let me so I brought him to the next best thing. Please tell me you can help him, I don't think everything that's wrong with him is because of the cuts." Draco said, not even noticing his father was in the room. Severus only nodded in response.

"Lucius can you get me some potions, and Draco get me some bandages and a blanket and pillow and fresh clothes." Snape commanded. Draco only just realizing his father was in the room, but ignoring it for the moment, he rushed about to do his task. Praying to God they could save him.

It took Severus and Lucius almost an hour just to stabilize the boy, before they could go about healing his other minor wounds. All the while Draco was pacing behind them waiting for instructions they would give him. Also thinking about why he cared so much for the boy-who-lived. When he saw his father and godfather stand up and back away, it was all he could to not go over there kneel beside his side.

"Is he going to be ok father?" Draco asked, worried about the end results.

"I believe so physically, but mentally I'm not so sure of. I can't even imagine what the boy has gone through, and to think he's the wizarding worlds last hope." Lucius said, shaking his head.

"I had always thought he was pampered and thought of as the greatest thing in the world where he lived, I guess my assumptions were incorrect." Severus said also staring down at the beaten and battered boy.

"I think we all have been wrong about Harry." Lucius replied and then turned to his son. "Draco I would like you to befriend Harry and accept him into slytherin, I believe he will be needing some protection this year with all the rumors about him in the papers." Mr. Malfoy said to his son.

"Yes sir. I don't believe I will have to persuade him very hard, the Golden Trio has seemed to have a falling out recently." With that said his father left, leaving Draco, Severus and Harry together.

"Well I believe I need a drink." Severus said opening a cabinet and taking out a glass and a fire whiskey bottle.

"What do you think happened to him?" Draco said sitting across from his godfather, looking over at Harry.

There was silence for a few seconds until Severus' quiet reply finally came. "I don't know . . . " They sat in silence for a while more, the same person on there minds, for different reasons.

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When Harry woke, he kept his eyes shut. He knew, by the way the bed or whatever it was, that this was not his bed back in the Gryffindor tower. He cautiously opened his eyes, and was surprised by what he saw. He was in a dark room, with walls colored green and bits of black and silver here and there. He was in snake territory. He looked around some more to find a desk covered in papers and books. Also, the floor and chairs were covered in them to. He was about to get up when he started to hear voices, he quickly laid back down and pretended to be asleep.

"Draco, you should go back to the dorms, you need to get some sleep before classes." Harry knew that voice. It had yelled at him to many times not to know it. But why was he in Snape's room, with Draco Malfoy. Then it all came crashing down on him. The reasons why he felt so weak, why Malfoy was here. He remembered what happened during potions, and what he did in the bathroom. 'Why do these things always happen to me? Why did it have to be Malfoy who found me, now he's going to hate me even more and make my life a living hell. O gods, what if they know about the beatings, about Uncle Vernon?' Harry wanted to scream and cry at the same time. How could he have been so careless as to try and take his life here? There were to many people. He couldn't let his secret be found out when he had kept it that or so long. He couldn't say anything, he couldn't. He just hoped they didn't already know.

"No, I want to stay until he wakes up. I want to talk to him." Malfoy said in a final voice.

"Fine, but don't think that gets you off the hook in my class if you decide to fall asleep. I won't give you special treatment because your being stupid." Snape said, then Harry heard foot steps going the other direction and a door shut in the same direction.

Harry heard a sigh and then a shuffle of feet right by his head. He could sense someone by him and staring at him. It made him feel extremely uncomfortable thathe unknowingly flinched away, giving away that he was awake. Harry froze where he was, hoping that Draco didn't see it. His hope yet again was destroyed.

"Harry? Harry are u awake?" Draco asked softly, concern lining his voice, that Harry had to say something.

"Dra-Draco?" Harry said, his voice rough from being so dry. He felt a hand go under his head and a cup of water by his lips in an instant. 'Why is Draco helping me? And why do I have to be so weak in front of him?' Harry thought morbidly

"Here drink this." Draco said helping him keep his head up so he could. "I'm going to go get Sev. I'll be right back." Harry could hear the slightly hurried footsteps going away, and dreaded, if it was possible, even more his weakened state. He really just wanted to run away from here and not be seen again, and not face the humility he was sure to haveby his most dreadedteacher, and ex-school rival. He could hear the insults now. Soon he could hear two sets of foot steps coming back.

Harry opened his eyes, he never remembered closing, to look to see what his professor's face looked like. He was surprised to see that his face held nothing, exceptwhen he first looked he thought he saw a flash of sadness, but he couldn't be sure. Harry kept his face blank, until he knew his intentions, yet he was slightly afraid of what his professor would do to him. He knew he wasn't his uncle but he couldn't help but think. 'Why would it matter you deserve it, freak, nobody could ever love you? So why should they not beat you, you deserve it.'

"Harry?" At the sound of another voice, he flinched back, unconscientious of his movements. "Harry, we're not here to hurt you, we're here to help you. Do you understand?" said Snape, in a surprisingly gentle voice. Harry looked up into his professors eyes and didn't see unknown rage and hate, unwontedness.

"Yes . . . I think." Harry responded. He really did want to understand, he didn't want to feel lonely anymore.

"Good, for now. Your going to have to learn that we don't want to hurt you and never will. But for now," Severus said, reverting back to his stony facade. "Draco, will you stay with Mr.Potter while I finish brewing the remaining potions for him?" he asked.

"Yes" was Draco's reply. "Good. Now if you'll excuse me." And with that he swept out of the room, leaving the two teenage boys alone. A silence fell over them, neither knowing what to say, or how to say what they want to say.

"Harry?" Draco asked finally, softly, as not to scare the boy. Harry new this was going to come, he knew he couldn't avoid it. No matter how much he wanted.

"Yes?" he replied, not looking up to meet the other boys eyes.

"Why?" Malfoy asked after a minute. Harry stayed silent for a while, thinking over his answer. He couldn't be sure if he could trust him yet. He was his enemy for his entire time at Hogwarts. He did save you though, and respected your wishes not to go to the hospital wing, a voice in his head told him. That was true. He did owe him something.

"I. . . I couldn't keep living as a freak." Harry whispered.

Dun Dun Dun!!!! Cliffy!!!!! I know I know I haven't updated for a while I am deeply deeply sorry!!!!! please don't hurt lol!!!

So yeah I know it's horrible I know!! But I'm sorry! I hope you enjoyed even a little bit???

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