Hiya, minna! Looksie, I'm fast on updating this time , Actually, it's because my holiday (we had autumn-break, it's a week off school D) is almost over, I start school on monday. And the second reason is because, after this chapter THERE WILL BE A LEMON!! Yaaay, finally! Ahahaha, maybe I shouldn't have said that but I'm too happy to care.

I was on a manga-workshop with Hanna today. She has two jobs, one as someone who travels around Sweden telling about manga and such and a second job, wich I know nothing about P. Anyway, I had so much fun I just felt I should write something. And I just realised this chapter is the longest one yet with 1600 words. Yaay to me XD I'm sorry, I thought it was much longer when I wrote it on Word. Ah well...''

I have no idea when the next chapter will come, I just remembered I have a whole bunch of homework to do so it will occupy most of my time the rest of the week. I hope you R&R, I'll try and update next week if you do .

Warnings: Foul language, nothing else


Later on that day, Johnny was sitting on a bench at the police-station. He and Harry had been there for the last couple of hours. Harry had told them what had happened, and Johnny had help him when the pain in the shorter boy's chest became to much. Now, the long-haired boy was sitting with his head in his hands and waiting for the examination of his friend to be over.

"Johnny!" he heard someone scream. He looked up and caught a glimpse of brown, bushy hair before the girl who called for him jumped at him.

"Hi Hermione, I'm glad to see you too", he smiled and looked over her shoulder to see Ron a few feet away, looking worried. "Hiya Ron!" he greeted the red-head. He nodded his head.

Hermione pulled away from the raven and sat down beside him. "Johnny, what happened? We were in Art class when McGonagall came in and wanted to talk to us. She led us out in the corridor and told us you had left a message to meet you and Harry at the police-station. Have you any idea how worried we were?" she said.

"Sorry Hermione, didn't mean to upset you. We had some trouble in the morning and we couldn't come to school", Johnny said and leaned toward the wall behind him. Ron sat down on the other side of him.

"What kind of trouble? Not anything illegal, I hope", the red-head said.

"God, no!" he said. The other two looked a little relieved. "It's nothing Harry and I did." The others looked confused at the statement, and Johnny sighed. "I don't think you know about this, 'cause if you did, I doubt this would ever happen. Harry got beat up by his uncle last night, and from what I've heard it wasn't the first time either." Hermione gasped and Ron just stared at the raven.

"Why did he beat him up?" he asked.

"Apparently, because Harry didn't do his chores at home. They're treating him as a slave, and Harry told me that it has always been that way. Did you knew that he used to sleep in the cupboard under the stairs?"

"Why the bloody hell didn't he tell us?!" Ron exclaimed. "I thought we were his friends!"

"I guess that explains a lot. Like why he skipped school so much, and where he got all those bruises", Hermione said, frowning.

"Now that I think of it, you might be right. I always believed him when he said that he fell. I mean, you've all seen him in school, he's clumsier than me." Ron shook his head. "I still can't believe it", he mumbled to himself.

"Where is he now?" Hermione asked Johnny.

"They are examining him. They are looking at how badly his injuries are. What I know, it's a lot of bruises and maybe a broken rib or something, he was complaining about his chest and how it hurt", Johnny closed his eyes.

"Oh my… I hope it wasn't anything more serious than that! I can't believe that we were so blind", the girl said and buried her face in her hands.

"Don't blame yourself, 'Mione. It's because I didn't tell you."

Three head snapped to the right to see Harry grinning at them.

"Harry!" Hermione screamed and jumped up, trying to hug him. Harry moved away slightly and pointed at his side. "Oh, right", she said.

"What did they say?" Johnny asked when the other raven sat down next to him, occupying Hermione's old seat.

"Two broken ribs, a slightly burst spleen - thank god for just slightly or I'd been dead by now - and bruises all over my body. Oh, and whip-marks on my back, ass and thighs", he said and tried to lean on the wall but whimpered and sat up straight again.

"Whip-marks?" Ron asked, looking worried again.

"You didn't say anything about any whip-marks at home", Johnny said and looked at his friend.

"Honestly, I didn't knew I had them. I fainted when my uncle tried to kick my stomach out, and I guess he whipped me with his belt after I did. I felt sore all over my back, but I thought he had just kicked the shite out of me", he shrugged.

"How come you didn't tell us, mate? All you ever told us what that they had treated you badly as a kid, but I never thought it was that bloody bad!" Ron said.

"I actually don't know why I didn't tell you, I think I was ashamed. I'm sorry guys, I don't what you to think that I don't trust you or anything, I just couldn't bring myself to tell you."

"Don't worry about that, more importantly; where will you be staying under the investigation? I seriously doubt the police will let you return to Private Drive now", Hermione said.

"There is an apartment I'll be living in, no matter what happens. It's small but it's near the school and it's got to be a lot better that living with the Dursley's", Harry smiled. "For once in my life, I'll be free."

"You deserve it, mate", Ron said and carefully put his hand on his friends shoulder. "Hey, wait a minute! How are you going to pay for an apartment? George and Fred said that it cost a fortune to rent an apartment in London."

"Don't you remember? My parents left me with their money after they died. And Sirius too." His voice grew lower. "Moony had care of them, until I got sixteen. He then decided that I was old enough to handle them. I'm thankful he didn't mention anything to the Dursley's or I'd have nothing by now.

"Fred and George, who are they?" Johnny asked. "And Sirius and Mooney?"

"Fred and George are my brothers, twins in fact. They are older than me but not very good role-models", Ron said. He sighed. "They opened a store two years ago, selling prank articles. Mom's upset, she wanted them to have a real job, like having their own store's not a real job."

"Sirius is my godfather, who died two years ago." Harry looked sad. "He was like a mix of a father and a brother to me."

"And Moony's real name is Remus. He was a friend of Harry's parents, as well as Sirius. Although, Remus is not dead", Hermione said. "You should meet him, I'm sure you'd like him."

"Sure, just tell me when", Johnny said and smiled at her.

"So, Harry. When will we be able to see your new apartment?" Hermione turned to the other raven.

"I have to buy stuff for the flat, and I won't be able to move in until two weeks. Then I'll have to decorate the place for a week, I think. After that, you're all free to come at any time!" Harry smiled at them.

"Where will you stay for those two weeks?" the girl asked him.

Harry turned to the red-head. "I thought you could ask-"

"Say no more. I'm sure mom would love to have you living with us. You know you would make her happy letting her complain about how thin you've got, or some other stupid thing", Ron said and shrugged.

"Super! Then Hermione and Johnny can come in visit every week", Harry grinned. Johnny shrugged and Hermione beamed.

"Harry Potter?" All four looked up to see a female police officer standing next to them.

"Yeah, that's me."

"I've got some good news for you. You won't need a surgery for your ribs, but you should see a doctor and have a prescription for some painkillers if you think you need. A police officer will came and escort you to your home to get your things, so you have to go alone. We need you to fill in this paper for the address where you will be staying until then."

"Sure. Come on Ron, I need you to help me with the phone-number and such", the shorter raven said and stood up and motioned the red-head to follow him. They walked after the female officer to a reception at the back of the room. Hermione looked after them and then turned to Johnny.

"You need to know one thing about Harry", she told him. Johnny nodded. "Sirius was his godfather and after his dead, Harry was devastated. I remembered he went to the headmaster's office and he threw the things around him, he was that upset. Sirius represented the family he never had, and he was very happy with him.

Sirius had been told to stay away from Harry after the death of James and Lily - Harry's parents -, and it was the headmaster who had told him. Professor Dumbledore was a very good friend to the Potter's and of course, Sirius stayed away. But when Harry was thirteen, he came back and told Harry everything. Harry haven't been able to forgive Professor Dumbledore for what he did. So whatever you do, please don't bring Sirius up. I don't think he'll handle the mental stress it would give him."

Johnny looked at Harry and Ron and frowned. Sure, he had learnt that Harry disliked the headmaster (1), but no one had told him why. 'I guess it explains a lot' he thought for himself. 'But he had said the headmaster liked him. It sure doesn't seem like that though. I'm really confused right now, but I'm sure I'll figure out how things are.'

"Come on guys. I'm in mood for pizza!" Harry said as he walked toward Johnny and Hermione, Ron on his heels.

"Yeah, I want some pizza too", Ron said and grinned.

Johnny grinned back and checked his pocket's for money.

"Don't worry, my treat. You did more than enough this morning, this is my way to say thanks", Harry told him.

Johnny smiled at him and stood up.

"Guys", Hermione muttered to herself. "Think they can fix everything with food."

The three boys just laughed and walked towards the exit.


(1) He learnt from Hermione who told him that the second day in school, after he asked her why he had sounded so arrogant talking about Dumbledore. Just so you know that