You guys rock! I got such lovely reviews for the last chappie. Thank you so much! Here's the next installment for you. A bit of language but not much, shouldn't be any problems for anyone. Please keep reviewing and giving me feedback. You guys are a wonderful bunch of reviewers. :gives you all binary cookies:

Eclipse

Drays girl: DONE! Oh good heaven's no! I have up to chapter 14 written and well through chapter 17 planned in my head. You've got quite a bit more. The title of the chapters was refering to the end of the fight between Harry and Remus and Sirius. I'm glad you liked it!

Ceyxa: Thank you SO much. I'm so glad you agree with how I portrayed everything. You're one up on me with the whole "used to be" bit so I was worried I did the scene poorly not having any real experience to base it on. Afterall, for every person it's a completely difference experience. For some all it would take was a sister crying for them to stop...some need to be shocked to understand just how dangerous cutting really is. Thank you so much for your review. You so rock major hobbit ass!

Keybladegirl15: Awwww, I'm sorry. But the fact that it touched you so much makes me extremely happy. xD Keep reviewing.

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Almost two hours after he had left them Draco headed back up the stairs. The sight that met his eyes was more then enough to make the Slytherin smile broadly. Snuggled in the embrace of both his godfather and old professor Harry was sleeping contentedly. By the looks of it both Sirius and Remus were awake, but neither moved at Draco's entrance. Assuming they were both lost in thought Draco coughed slightly to bring their attention to him. As both heads turned towards him Draco's smile was made even brighter. They both looked so happy. He gestured that Harry needed to be woken and watched as Remus gently shook the sleeping seeker.

"Harry, time to wake up."

"Huh, what?" Draco laughed aloud at the sight of his lover's groggy expression.

"You have to come have dinner love. According to both Mrs.Weasley and Granger if I can't get you to come down for dinner they'll come up here themselves. Gran-Hermione made a reference to an incident with Weasley and a certain situation when he refused to come out of his room." Draco raised his eyebrows at Harry as the boy began laughing.

"It was during fifth year. Ron didn't want to leave the dorm and go down to the party because he thought everyone would be mad at him. It was after one of the Quidditch matches. Even though we didn't win Fred and George wanted to have a party since everyone was so down. When I came back downstairs after Hermione had made me go up and retrieve Ron, saying that Ron didn't want to come down Hermione went straight up to the boy's dorm. Made her voice ten times louder and yelled in his ear and I quote: "RONALD WEASLEY! IF YOU DON'T COME DOWN THIS INSTANT I WILL OWL YOUR MOTHER AND TELL HER YOU'RE DATING LUNA LOVEGOOD!" Then she conjured ice cubes and started slipping them down his back until he finally agreed to come down. It was one of the funniest things I had ever seen. Ron's ears were ringing for hours." Everyone in the room began laughing at the end of Harry's story.

"Well, we wouldn't want her to sick you now would we?" Draco strode over to the bed and pulled Harry to his feet.

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Dinner was an interesting affair. As if they were determined everyone would have a good time Tonks, Fred, George, and Mundungus used a combined effort to make everyone laugh as much as possible. Needless to say, not much of anything serious was discussed. Harry found himself joking and laughing harder then he had in ages with his friends. He looked to his right to see Draco engaged in conversation with Snape but smiling slightly at the sight of Tonks' nose changing into a beak. Harry worried about him. After all, he was a Slytherin among Gryffindors. Most of the people here had hated him and his family for years. But Draco seemed to be fine so Harry left him alone. He wondered why Snape was there though. Prolly to be with Draco since Draco won't leave me by myself. Plus, Draco most likely begged him to stay in case something happened to me.

After dinner Harry headed up to his room with Ron. Draco had told him that he would be in the house but in a spare bedroom a floor up from Harry's. As Harry lowered himself onto his bed he looked over at his best friend. He hadn't really gotten a chance to talk to Ron about everything that had happened.

"Ron?"

"Yeah mate?"

"You're, you're not mad at me or anything are you?" Ron looked genuinely surprised.

"Of course not! Yeah, the thought of Malfoy knocking you up is single handedly the most disgusting thing ever but I don't blame you for it. I mean, it's not like you knew you could get pregnant. Plus, it's really your business. If you wanna have a kid with Malfoy then do what you like. It's not like it's somehow gonna ruin my life or anything."

"Thanks Ron."

"No problem. You're my best mate. If I didn't let MALFOY get between us did you really think a kid would?" Harry laughed and snuggled into his blanket. Within in minutes his soft breathing was joined by Ron's snores.

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Harry was walking through the all too familiar graveyard. In this dream however, Cedric was in toe. The two champions crept along, towards a circle of black robed and hooded figures. Harry winced as one of their footfalls elicited a snap from a dead twig. Suddenly Harry felt Cedric's wand poke him in the shoulder. He turned to find the boy staring at him.

"It's all your fault you know."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm dead because of you. It's all your fault. I could've been a famous Quidditch player or the winner of the Triwizard cup! But no, I died because you took the cup with me. It's all your fault!"

"C-c-cedric no! I, I, I it's not my fault. You-you wanted us to both take the cup. Still a Hogwarts victory you said."

"Can't even take credit for your own handiwork. You're just a pathetic loser. The only thing you're good for is getting people hurt and you know it!"

"NO!"

"Yes Harry. It's your fault I'm dead. I'M DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!" Before Harry had time to react Cedric had pushed him to ground so he was flat on his back. Out of his robes Cedric pulled out a sword.

"How would you like to die Harry? Die by the sword of your own house." Cedric began to cackle insanely as Harry looked in terror and shock at the sword in his hands. It was indeed the sword of Godric Gryffindor.

"No Cedric. Please, no! NOOOOOO!" Harry screamed as the blade came swiftly down towards his stomach.

"Yes Harry, yes Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry..."

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"HARRY!" Harry awoke to Ron standing over him and shaking him roughly. For a second he didn't understand what was wrong, and then he remembered the dream, and the pain. Wait, the pain was real. He cried out and clutched his stomach. Ron was questioning him, trying to see if he was okay. Harry shook his head, whimpering slightly. Taking in Harry's arms clutching at his belly Ron cursed loudly. Then he made as if to leave and go get help but was stopped by one of Harry's arms reaching out and grabbing his sleeve. Although barely able to form coherent sentences Harry did manage to croak out a few words.

"Please Ron. Don't- Don't leave me alone." Harry began to shudder violently. Ron walked back over to the bed and took Harry into his arms. Grabbing Harry's firebolt, which was by the bed, Ron began pounding on the roof.

"FRED! GEORGE!" Brazen cursing could be heard followed by two pops as the twin's apparated into their brother's room.

"What the ruddy hell do you want R- BLIMEY!" George began only to see Harry twitching, in Ron's arms.

"What happened," Fred asked. Ron was finding it very hard to keep Harry in place as the boy was jerking involuntarily by now.

"I have no ruddy idea! Just get Malfoy and Snape. NOW!"

About ten minutes later Draco ran into the room followed by Fred. He raced over to Ron, who was still keeping Harry from hurting himself by holding him tightly to his chest. Draco carefully took Harry from Ron and put him in his own lap. Putting an arm around the writhing boy's waist Draco began rubbing his back and speaking soothingly in an attempt to ease the boy's pain.

"Ssshhh Harry. It's alright. It's going to be alright. I'm right here. I'm here now. Calm down love." When George came back with a "pop" all looked for the potion's master. It was Ron who asked the question first though.

"Where's Snape?"

"I went back down to the kitchen but it's all closed and locked up. They must be having a meeting. I knocked and yelled but it looks like they have silencing charms on the door. I couldn't even apparate in!" Draco's face was pale with worry and he looked down at his whimpering boyfriend.

"Get Granger. And keep trying the door. Try and find Kreacher. No matter what barriers they put up he can still get through them in this house." Both Fred and George left again. When the door banged open this time it was Hermione who dashed in and went straight to the bed.

"Oh bugger. Harry, we're going to need to lay you flat on the bed okay?" Harry nodded but couldn't suppress a moan as they moved him out of Draco's embrace. "Alright, I need you to move your arms now." Hermione gently pried Harry's arms from his stomach and his hands were immediately clasped by Draco. She then began to unbutton Harry's shirt as he continued to jerk and whimper. Hermione frowned and bit her lip as she looked at the contracting muscles that had been hidden by the shirt. Placing her hands on her friend's stomach she rubbed and massaged the source of Harry's pain. Although he still whimpered and twitched he did stop jerking. When George came back it was with baited breath that the room met him.

"No luck. We've been trying everything we can think off." Hermione began to bite her lip harder and her eyebrows came together.

"Damn. Well, George will you lend me your wand?" George handed over the wand and stood back as Hermione pointed it at Harry. "Draco, I need you to do what I was doing to his stomach. Ron, George, I need you two to keep him still." Once the Weasley's and Draco had done as they had been bid Hermione began spouting off spell after spell. Eventually Harry stopped whimpering but his muscles continued to retract and occasional moans still escaped his lips.

"Harry?" Draco questioned his lover softly. Harry nodded but didn't open the eyes that had been closed since Ron had called for Fred and George. Hermione only sighed.

"I can't do anymore. Otherwise the spells I use on him might contradict any potions Snape will want to give him. Snape started teaching me the healing arts so someone besides Madame Pomphrey and himself that know about the Order would be able to heal but he didn't show me the big stuff. I suggest we find someway of getting him out of that meeting before my spells wear off."

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Fred growled. He and George could get into any room at Hogwarts and now, when their friend needed help the only thing between him and that help was a door. Damnit! Harry needs help NOW! I do not have time for this. Suddenly an idea came to the twin. He cringed at the thought however; he would get in SO much trouble. Oh well, can't do much about it now. I'll just have to hope the fact that I'm doing it for Harry will get me brownie points. Drawing in as much air as he could take, Fred bellowed a spell. Immediately the door burst apart. Wooden fragments flying through the air. Fred had to duck so that he didn't get hit with the projectile doorknob. Once the dust had cleared Fred saw the surprised and shocked faces of the room's occupants. His mother stood up from her chair, hands on hip.

"FRED WEASLEY!"

"Sorry mum, no time. Something's wrong with Harry. Hermione's with him now but theirs only so much she can do. He REALLY needs help. When I left he was in a hell of a lot of pain." The reaction from these words was instantaneous. Everyone in the room began questioning at once, many rising from their chairs. Getting impatient Fred had to yell in order to be heard.

"I DON"T KNOW WHAT"S WRONG WITH HIM! IF PROFESSOR SNAPE WOULD BE SO KIND?... NOW!" Snape was already half way to Fred before these words were spoken. As he reached him he looked down at the boy.

"In his room or Mr. Malfoy's?"

"His room, with Ron." Snape left immediately and was in said room seconds later. The sight that met him was anything but expected. Sitting on the bed crossed leg was Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter's head resting in his lap. The Gryffindor didn't seem to be resting however, even though his eyes were closed. His breathing was labored, his shirtless chest had a sheen of sweat upon it and he was deathly pale. Draco was running one hand through the damp hair of his lover and the other one was holding a shaking hand firmly. As soon as Snape entered the room he started taking potions out of numerous pockets in his robes and setting them down on Ron's bed.

"Well Granger?" Startled from her position on the floor Hermione jumped slightly. One look from Snape was enough for her to collect herself though and she began listing all of Harry's symptoms and the spells she had used on him. Snape went over to the child of his long time enemy and raised him into a sitting position so he was leaning against Draco's chest. Taking Harry's chin surprisingly gently and holding it up he uncorked a vial of blue potion and carefully began pouring it down the boy's throat. Harry immediately spluttered and began coughing violently. With deft movements Snape reached in front of Malfoy and put his own arm behind Harry, supporting him as he hacked and attempted to draw breath. Once the fit had passed Harry sagged against Snape's arm and seemed to succumb to exhaustion.

Still using unusually kind gestures Snape tapped Harry's cheek.

"Potter. Come on Potter you can't sleep yet. You need to drink a few more potions and then you can rest." Blearily, slightly glazed over emerald eyes looked at the usually so emotionless one's of the potions master. If Harry had been in any state to notice he would have seen that they eyes of his hated professor seemed to be filled with worry. Worry for him. Draco noticed this however, and was quite surprised. He knew that his godfather could be gentle and kind but this side of the man was usually reserved for Draco or his parents. It seemed that even Harry warranted the nicer side of Snape when he was in so much pain.

Immediately after Harry had finished the last of the potions Snape procured he fell asleep. He didn't need the dreamless sleep potion Snape had given him to be overcome with weariness. The last thing he remembered was being laid down on the bed and the covers being pulled over him; Draco's arm hugging him close as he lay down next to him.