Pairings: HP/DM SS/RL NL/BZ RW/HG PP?

Rating: R, drama, angst and sap. Post Hogwarts

Warnings: R, bad language. All flames will be made fun of! THIS IS SLASH! How many times will I have to say that for you homophobic guys understand that you shouldn't be reading these kind of fics I don't know… But you have been warned so I again tell you… All flames will be made fun of!

AN: This is not the first Harry Potter fic I've written, but the first I've ever published.

Disclaimer: I asked Dumbledore to magically give me the rights over Harry potter and crew, so nowhe has been arrested for plagiarism and fraud! Now I own nothing but the story T.T

Getting you back.

By Black Komagoro

Pansy stood up and that was the cue for the rest to do as well, Harry was even more nervous, not knowing what he would find once he entered the room Draco was in.

"I left him near the fireplace; he seems to like looking at the flames… But I warn you, this is by no means the Draco you know, not even a shadow of what he should be…"

Harry nodded, he knew that already and Pansy's words weren't making it easier to confront the former snake.

"Pansy… Has he been to a mediwizard?"

The girl shook her head.

"We tried to take him to one, but the moment we tried to take him out of the house he would become way too agitated, the same if we took someone from outside into the house… I think he still knows, but just by instinct, his mind is definitely not here…"

Harry nodded again, feeling even guiltier than before, but this time he wouldn't let that feeling overrule him, he would take action. He always knew how to push Draco's buttons, how to make him react and for Merlin's sake he would do it again.

"Well, then I'll have to force him to get himself checked, no matter what… I'm no mediwizard, I only know how to defeat ugly dark lords and repair muggle technology"

Pansy arched and eyebrow but decided not to say a thing, that surely would start another argument and their priority was Draco. She guided them towards another room, the doors were huge and were closed, and Harry knew this room would be way bigger than the other one.

Merlin… I beg you, let everything be ok… Allow me to help him the way I couldn't do it before.

Finally Pansy opened the doors and stepped aside, Neville and Blaise stood at the other side of the door, it was clear they wanted him to be the first one to enter.

"I need to know though, what can I do and what I can't… I don't what to make things even worse…"

Blaise nodded, but it was Neville who answered.

"Don't touch him, that would startle him and we don't know what could happen, do talk to him, don't tell him you're the real one yet, he thinks that every time he sees you you're just a ghost or something… Because he can never reach you"

Once again the scarred man nodded, he took a deep breath and entered, he stopped almost right away. The sight in front of him was nothing he could have imagined, for someone who had always taken very good care of his appearance Draco was quite messed up. His clothes were clean yes, but he had a bit of beard, clearly some tasks were more difficult than others. His eyes were blank and there were dark circles around his eyes, sign that he had not been sleeping well. His hair was not tidy and maybe even a bit dirty.

"Draco?"

Harry spoke with a soft voice, not knowing really which tone of voice he should use with the other man. To his surprise the face that had been looking at the fire turned around to look at him, a small smile on his lips.

"Harry? Ah, you came back… I'm glad to see you again, are you going to finish the game of chess we started the other day?"

Chess?

Harry thought with a raised eyebrow, but he soon understood, it had been Blaise.

"No, I'm sorry Draco… I just wanted to stay here for a moment, to hear something you would like to share…"

Draco looked at him strangely, that made no sense but somehow he knew there was something unusual, this Harry looked different.

"Share?"

Harry nodded, and had to repress the smile that was about to appear when Draco tilted his head to the side, just like a dog when it heard something weird.

"Yes… I would like to talk this time… If you don't mind"

Harry wanted to know how much Draco processed, if he knew what year they were in, or if he had created a complete new world.

"Well… I was wondering, why did you give up being captain of your Quidditch team?"

It was Harry's turn to look like a startled dog, what Draco was talking about things that happened during sixth year, he gave Ron the captainship of the team, because he was too busy trying to figure out how to kill Voldemort and keep everyone out of danger.

"Ermm… Well, I wa… am bit too busy right now… I don't want to be a lousy captain"

Draco frowned at that.

"But the Weasel cannot be a better captain than you! Besides, I liked the idea… Of being your rival as captains too"

All that scared Harry, that time Draco didn't even talk to him, much less would have he said something like that to him. He turned to look at Blaise, Pansy and Neville, they only moved their hands, indicating that he should just follow, they would explain later.

"I'm sorry then, Draco… But I have some… Issues I have to take care of and it is really time consuming..."

Draco nodded but he didn't look pleased.

"It's about him isn't it? Because… Because you have to… You know, defeat him"

Harry noticed Draco had to stop so not to say the word kill, if his mild conclusion were right, then this was even worse that he thought.

"Yes Draco… Umm… I'm sorry, I don't remember if I asked this before, my mind has been a little bit forgetful lately…"

He swallowed and at Draco's nod he continued.

"Have you heard about your father?"

Draco looked at him as if he were looking a loony.

"Harry, you know my father has been in a mission with Severus for a week now, Dumbledore sent them to the north… They can't communicate for the time being"

Harry looked at the other three and they were as surprised as he was, it was obvious they didn't know about Draco's fantasy either.

"Of course, I'm sorry I forgot that…"

Draco was looking at him worried.

"Are you ok? Are you sure the explosion didn't hurt you?"

Now that he knew Draco was stuck in sixth year he knew what he was talking about.

"I'm sure, but I'll go to madam Pomfrey later to get myself checked ok?"

Draco nodded and smiled.

"Though, it was fun… Next time tell Longbottom to add cherries instead of strawberries"

Neville couldn't help but laugh, though he muffled the sound with his hand. That had happened during a potion class, they were supposed to be doing an antidote for a poison, but when Neville reached for one of the ingredients a small strawberry he had saved for later had fell into the cauldron. The explosion had been grand, but hurt no one, except the boy himself and Harry who was working next to him; they both became bright shade of pink and smelled like the fruit for the whole day.

"I'll tell him, don't worry… Though, I don't think he'll do it again…"

"Too bad, I like the scent of cherries…"

Harry smiled despite of himself, who knew what would have happened if the fruit had been different.

"How have you been Draco? How are your classes?"

Draco raised an eyebrow, and Harry knew he had made a mistake, and he confirmed that when he raised his eyes, the three looking at them had an expression of deep concern.

"Harry, since when you care how I've been doing? Especially since we have the same classes?"

"Well…"

Yes they had had the same classes back then, but he didn't know if they worked together or not.

Guess there's not turn back now…

"I care Draco… We may have the same classes but we don't study together do we?"

"I guess not… But still, it's weird, don't do it"

Harry nodded and sighed.

"Draco, I need to use the bathroom… I'll be back in a while"

"We'll finish that game when you're back… I'm beating you after all"

Draco smiled happily and that startled the other three, obviously that rarely happened, if not ever. It clear that he being the real Harry had been noticed by Draco somehow. He stood up and walked away, while Draco looked at the chess board, probably analyzing the future moves.

Merlin… This will be harder than I thought…

Harry approached the small group and they all left the room again, closing the door and stepping a little bit away from it.

"He… I don't get it… He shouldn't be like this, he should be relaxed and happy now that the war is over… He's supposed to talk to the press and taunt me through it… He's supposed to hate me…"

It may not be logic to others but they understood Harry's way of thinking.

"That's the problem Potter… He wasn't, I told you to talk to him because there was something to talk about… You affect each other in a way no one else can…"

Pansy was looking at him hard, and he knew she had all the right to be angry with him.

"Harry… If my deductions are right, the effect Draco's 'death' had in you is equal to how your 'death' affected him, just that he didn't have a target. He then let all the pain and grief affect himself, he had not only lost his father and mother, he had lost dear friends too, but he then thought that he had lost the one he-"

"Don't say that Neville… Please don't… If I ever hear it, it'll be from his own lips"

Blaise had Neville embraced and to him it looked so right that he felt a bit envious. It should have been him, with Draco.

"You have a chance now Potter… However, I think that we're dealing with something even worst than we thought. You see, we knew he had reverted to a time when he still felt secure, but we didn't know he had created a whole new universe"

"It makes sense though Blaise… He had to fight his father, and if Lupin had not intervened he would have either been killed or have been forced to kill… His own father no less, obviously he created a world where he would be sure his father would never confront him. Not only that, by the way he has been talking to Harry they clearly weren't real enemies, more like friendly rivals…"

Harry smiled even when the situation was not a laughing matter, but he couldn't stop it, Neville had grown up so much, far away was the boy who got scared so easily and that stuttered every time he got nervous.

"I think he should be checked… Obviously we should try to make it subtly, and even though I still don't like the man he's by far the best potion master I've ever heard about… Have any of you contacted Snape during this time?"

They looked at each other nervously and then looked down, Pansy was the one to give him the news he knew wouldn't be good.

"We tried, but he can't help him… Snape is in no condition to do much"

That was something he couldn't believe, he hated to admit it but that man was one of the strongest he had known.

"That's not possible, Snape was always so careful!"

"You can't be careful enough during a battle Potter… He was his with a curse that left him blind, he's been at Hogwarts all this time, but he's not teaching anymore. Lupin has been giving his classes, Snape prepares them but is the wolf who face the students and brew the potions"

He had to rest his back against the wall, he couldn't believe it, the only one who could help Draco was Snape.

"Do you know if he had tried to fix his eyes?"

"Don't ask stupidities Potter, do you really think he has not? The problem is that he's the only one who can help himself…"

"There's absolutely no one who can help him?!"

Pansy looked down again, her face so sad he knew there really wasn't.

"The only one who knew Snape's procedures and special potions… Well, that's Draco"

Harry thought the situation looked like a bad muggle soap opera, it was ironically funny and sad at the same time.

"I can't believe this…"

However, much to the others surprise he said something he would have never said in any other situation.

"But we will go to him anyway… I may not like him, but I have faith in that greasy git. He is the best potions master known, even if he can't I know about one or two who knows how to follows directions…"

He smiled, he would help both, Draco and Snape, no matter the cost or the humiliation he surely would be through.

"Potter… You scare me…"

"Don't be Blaise…"

Neville smiled too, for he knew this Harry, the determined one, the one who would stop to nothing until he got what he wanted.

"No matter what happens, Draco will be back… Of that I'm fucking sure!"

"Now it's you who scare me love…"

Pansy just laughed softly, she was a little bit intimidated by this determined Potter, but she had also seen that look before, she had the privilege to see it just before they crossed the doors of Hogwarts the day of the battle.

"He's right Blaise, I think we'll have our prince back"

Harry turned again and went to the door they had exited before, he had a chess game to loose miserably.

TBC

Well, here is next chapter, hope you like it too.