Rainy day with little hope

Harry woke up on this cloudy and rainy day. The weather seemed to reflect his feelings quite well. "Draco has left." He kept lying in his bed for a while but Ron wouldn't let him.

"Come on! It's time to get breakfast!" Ron had returned the night before with Hermione. They wanted to support their friend during this hard time. For that reason Ron wouldn't let Harry stay in his bed all day wallowing in self-pity. He pulled away Harry's blanket.

"Man…let me sleep…" whined Harry.

"GET UP! Right now!!" answered Ron in a quite commanding way.

Harry moaned but got up. "Fine." Said he and left to go to the bathroom.

He took quite a long shower. The water rinsed his body and just for a while he could forget his sorrows. But as soon as he got out of the shower his thoughts came back to his mind. He felt as if he was pressed by heavy stones symbolic for his heavy inner pain. He leaned back on the wall and slowly slid down onto the cold floor. A shiver floated through his body but he barely cared.

'I wonder what he is doing right now…' Harry was thinking as the door suddenly opened.

"You're in there for too long already! Now get up and dress yourself. I'm hungry and even if you're not, you really should get something to eat." Ron's eyes wandered through the room. First he didn't even recognize him but then he discovered him crouched on the floor. He looked concerned down on him.

Later in the dinner hall Ron ate hastily his toast with Nutella not noticing the empty looks Harry was paying to the cereal in front of him. Anyways Hermione did. She felt bad for her friend since they've known each other for ages. But after all this long time, she had no idea what to do in order to help him in this sheer hopeless situation. Staring at Harry she suddenly was stroke by a terrific idea. A broad smile lightened up her face as she immediately got up from the table. "Excuse me, guys...I've something that has to be taken care of!" Then she rushed off – her cape was fluttering behind her. Ron was startled and wondered what his girlfriend was up to once more, but soon he dedicated himself to his breakfast again – he had discovered some rare magic-elder cake he was quite fond of. In contrary to him, Harry didn't look up. He wasn't even aware of the fact that Hermione just left the hall as he was sunken too deep into thoughts about Draco. But a few minutes later – Ron was still eating – he stood up in order to walk back to his room …to the bed he just wanted to lie in until he could see Draco again 'if I ever will see him again…'

Staring on the floor Harry walked through the corridors of Hogwarts. When he stopped he finally realized that he in fact didn't go back to his dorms, but he was standing in front of the Slytherin dungeons. He suddenly felt as if he was going to start to cry as someone laid his hand onto his back.

"Draco?..." he said with an upcoming feeling of happiness and turned around. But his hopes were destroyed immediately when he looked directly into the face of Blaise Zabini.

"No I'm not Draco. Unfortunately for you I guess…" Blaise was grinning. "But what are you actually doing here? I suppose there is nothing left for you to seek here. Or do you might want to go to Draco's old room before someone new moves in there?"

Harry was surprised that Blaise would offer him something like that. But still he wasn't quite sure what he actually wanted from him. Eventually the want to be in the room which was full of memories with his beloved won over his doubts about Blaise's reasons.

"So you really would let me go there?"

"Sure why not?"

"I just thought you would hate me."

"I guess I've become soft in the last months. I feel sorry for you – you kind of loved him after all."

A smile came upon Harry's face as Blaise led him to Draco's room.

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Meanwhile Hermione was burying her head into heavy old books in the library. 'It has to be here somewhere…' being in a rush she leafed through the book seeming as if she was looking for something in particular. "Finally!" she uttered semi-loudly in delight as she found the potion she was looking for. 'The potion needs to rest for one week under cold surroundings…hmm I guess Harry can wait for 7 more days. Soo…first I have to get all the ingredients…' hastily Hermione got up, brought the books she didn't need anymore back to where she got them from and then left the library in order to head towards the potions room.

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Harry was lying on Draco's former bed and thought about all the wonderful moments they've spent in there. Blaise was observing him as he leaned against the wall. He bit in his under lip as he suddenly walked towards the bed.

"So you miss Draco, don't you?"

Harry still had closed his eyes: "Well…yes I do. I know he left just yesterday but I still miss him as hell. And it is not as if he was coming back in one week…so I seriously don't know what to do."

"I suppose you should distract yourself a little bit. You are a strong and quite handsome young man – grieve doesn't fit someone like you."

A weird feeling was coming up in Harry's stomach as he opened his eyes and sat up. Not knowing what the words Blaise just said meant, he looked up to him into his gently smiling face. Without another word he sat down next to Harry and placed his hand on his knee and slowly wandered upwards. Harry's breathing faltered. He felt paralyzed as Blaise was coming closer. But before their lips could meet, he regained his senses and immediately jumped up.

"What are you doing??"

"Just distracting you…giving you exactly what you need right now." Blaise got up also and slowly walked up to Harry who was standing in the middle of the room perfectly startled.

"Just close your eyes and imagine it was him…"

A silent tear ran over Harry's cheek as he closed his eyes. The lips felt soft and just for a second he saw him and Draco together. But then he realized that it really wasn't Draco and got rid of the embrace. "What do you know about my needs?" he shouted at Blaise and left the room. He fastened his pace until he was running up to the Gryffindor towers. When he arrived there he almost ran into Hermione who was still smiling and was loaded with lots of small bottles and glasses.

"Watch your step, Harry! This is important!"

Startled about what Hermione was doing, Harry asked: "What are these for?"

"It is a surprise! And you won't find out before the week is over! …Okey it is for you! And Draco!"

"For me and Draco? Now tell me…what is this?"

"Well, to be honest – these are the ingredients for a potion which can produce a duplicate of anything – also humans. And big surprise…I planned to copy you so you could leave Hogwarts in order to see Draco while your double goes to school here…no one will find out. And you can visit Draco for …dunno about 3 days, because then the potion loses its power."

"Seriously? I love you Hermione!!" Filled with happiness Harry hugged Hermione as tight as he was able to.

"Seriously…but there is no need of crushing me…"

"Oh of course…Thank you so much!"

Some time later, Harry was sitting at his desk in his room, writing a letter to Draco about the potion and that he was going to visit him the next week.

"I can't wait…" Harry thought while he watched his owl flying towards the horizon.