Author's Note: Hey guys! Thanks for the totally awesome reviews! Hell, personally, I loved writing that previous chapter a lot, so I'm glad you guys enjoyed reading it :D Oh and for those of you who PM-ed or reviewed me regarding guesses on what country I'm from, I'm sorry but you guys are wrongggggg…Told you guys it wasn't that easy =P okay anyway, here's chapter 28, remember to R&R okay? By the way, sorry if this chapter sucks…I was just told that my favorite driver will be resigning in three days. I know it sounds lame to get depressed over a mere driver but well, he was a really nice and friendly young guy in his early twenties who talked to me every day whenever he sent me to and from school, waking me up from my drowsy mood, listening to my stupid rants, sharing his amusing experiences with me and listening to mine, and basically he's become a pretty awesome friend over the past 2 years. He mentioned changing jobs before, but apparently failed lol. I'm kinda surprised he didn't even drop me any hint of his official departure this time. So…idk I'm in a lousy mood right now and pretty much incapable of producing a good chapter, but I'm trying! So bear with me, okay? ^^ Please review anyways…^^

Acceptance
Chapter 28
What Are Friends For?

Soon, the moment was over and I found myself stepping out of the infirmary with Ron and Hermione at my side, comforting me, telling me it's okay and that Draco was going to live. I wanted to reassure them that I was fine, but at that point of time, I really couldn't bring myself to utter a word. Draco was going to be in the infirmary for a while and not with me anymore…how was I supposed to live on without him…? I didn't even realize that there were tears still falling from my eyes. All I could tell myself was… "Yup, you should have seen this one coming, Harry Potter."

Snape walked towards me and sighed, "I think it's time you get some rest, Potter. Just take the rest of the day off, go to bed and stop thinking about things you know you shouldn't. Classes still go on tomorrow, don't forget that. I'll see you in the morning…"

I nodded in response. With that, Snape left the scene. I knew he wasn't taking it too well either, Draco was his favorite student, and seeing him in that state in the infirmary must have felt terrible. I turned to face my two best friends; I doubt they felt any better. Both had gotten pretty close to little Draco as well, and I knew it was hard on them to decide that he should return to his normal age too. Come to think about it, Draco's presence with us, ALL of us, had changed a lot. No doubt about it, we were all going to miss the young Slytherin prancing about the corridors of Hogwarts, greeting people he didn't know, waving at students from afar…just being himself; young, happy little Draco.

"Come on," Hermione whispered, patting me on the shoulder. "Let's get you to the common room…" Once again, I remained silent, but responded with a slow nod. Ron and Hermione tried their best to smile consolingly at me and we turned to leave. As we took solemn, heavy footsteps, I stole a final glance at the huge brown doors of the infirmary. Draco, baby…I'll really miss you…

~*~*~* THE GRYFFINDOR COMMON ROOM ~*~*~*

"Hey, we'll be leaving now, okay, Harry? We've still got classes to attend."
"Just don't do anything stupid, mate. We'll be back in no time."

Just like before, I nodded and waved them off. Upon hearing the door close, I slumped against my pillow and pulled the covers high up, with waves of thought raging through my pounding head. Slowly, I brought the covers down again and looked to my right. It was empty, as empty as my heart was. It felt as if a huge chunk of me was torn apart, ripped away from my body, never to return again, thus leaving me empty forever. My eyes began to water again. Not too long ago, looking to my right on the bed would result in me seeing an adorable little blonde, nuzzling into my side. He would smile at me, wishing me to cuddle him to bed, and I would willingly oblige.

I placed my hand on the empty spot next to me and stroked the bed sheet there; that spot would always be reserved for my Draco whether he ever steps foot in this room again or not. Wait, not my Draco anymore…Draco…Just Draco… I literally slapped myself. Wake up, Harry. He's never coming back to you. Ever.

…

The door creaked open and I was awoken by light shining into my face. I saw Ron entering and smiled when he greeted me. That's when I remembered I probably cried myself to sleep in attempt to stop thinking about Draco. Bummer, apparently it didn't work. I looked at the clock, realizing I had only slept for half an hour. Why was Ron here? Classes weren't over yet.

"Hey mate, how you doing? Didn't mean to wake you, don't kill me!" Ron lifted his hands up in defense. I stared at him, damn, my best friend was weird. He placed a cup of coffee on the table and sat on his bed. With a look of reminisce on his face, he glanced at the coffee and said, "You know I was never a morning person either. I used to be such a pig. Once, I tried feigning illness so that I wouldn't have to get up to go to school. You know what my mom did? I thought she'd go 'oh my poor baby' or some creepy motherly phrases like that, and tell me to get lots of rest. But what did I get? Bloody hell, the mental woman poured coffee all over me, telling me to cut the crap and get my ass to school. Then she turned to leave, but suddenly twirled around, pointing at the coffee on my bed and shouting "Now look what you've done" and ordering me to make more coffee for her. That bitch!"

I blinked a few times, then suddenly broke the awkward silence by letting myself become overwhelmed with laughter, shocking Ron in the process. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, I didn't know my best friend enjoyed hearing about other people's misery. Come on…My mom WAS being a bitch!" He crossed his hands. "I know, I know," I chuckled. "Poor, poor, baby Ron. Care for some coffee, my dear?" I laughed, grabbing the cup of coffee on the table. "Oh no, Harry, don't you dare!" Ron stood up, backing away.
"You come near me with that cup of coffee and I swear on Snape's grave I'll never let you off!"
"What the hell, Ron. You KNOW nobody gives a shit about Snape's grave."
"I know, that's why I swore on his grave instead of anyone else's. DUH."

We both snorted, trying our best to keep our mouths shut, but eventually, we failed and burst out in retarded laughter. The mood had definitely been lifted, thanks to Ron. That's when I accidentally spilt the hot coffee onto Ron's pants. Oops.

"BLIMEY! FUCK IT ALL! Harry freaking Potter you are fucking insane! WHY'D YOU HAVE TO POUR IT THERE OF ALL PLACES?" Ron cried, jumping about in a frenzy. "Geez, Ron, why are you making a fuss over- Oh…I spilt it down THERE?" I lowered my voice upon realizing where the coffee landed. "Sorry, mate." Ron gritted his teeth in agony, but he looked funny anyways. "It's okay, I guess I'll go get changed!" He exclaimed, running off, gripping the front of his pants. Ever since then, I swore to keep my manhood away from hot coffee.

Within seconds, he came back with Hermione. "I can't believe it didn't even occur to you that you could just use a spell to get rid of the stain, Ron." "Trust me, Hermione, if you were in my position and your dick hurt like hell, it wouldn't occur to you either." "Apparently I DO NOT have a dick and- oh, hello Harry!"

I grinned at my bickering best friends. I shook my head, "you guys…I can already hear the church bells ringing…" The two became red in the face and began stuttering some incomprehensible syllables. Finally Hermione attempted to change the subject, "glad to see you feeling better, Harry. It's about time you started speaking again." I brought my head down, "It's only been about half an hour, guys. I'm pretty surprised that I started talking too, I was feeling like shit just moments ago. But Ron and his coffee-stained friend down there interfered and…let's just say I feel tons better. And you coming to see me makes me feel loads better too. Which reminds me, what the hell are you guys doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

Ron and Hermione looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

"Well, it was Snape's class again so we decided 'screw Snape's class' and left the room while he was still teaching. Oh then Hermione went to pee."
"But I got here anyway. I reckon it makes more sense to visit my emotionally unstable friend rather than waste time in another lesson of potions class."
"Wow, never thought I'd ever hear those words escape your lips, Hermione."
"Me neither."

With that, my two best friends sat down on my bed with an arm around me each. I noticed they still left Draco's spot empty, as if pretending along with me that he was still sitting there, possibly clapping his hands in joy seeing as his guardian was happy again. I smiled. I was glad to have these two retards as my friends. Without them, I don't know what the crap I'd do. But whatever, I have them here right now and they're my source of inspiration; my family. And maybe…just maybe…Draco would come back into my life to complete the picture.

Author's Note: There you go! Somewhat short chapter... I hope the story is still making sense somewhat Dx Review review review~