The next time that Harry had a flash back was during a potions class nearly a week later. They were brewing a potion that is used for helping people with amnesia by unlocking memories stored in their mind and were warned that the fumes may cause you to see memories from when they were young that they had likely forgotten completely but that they wouldn't be too bad. Unfortunately Harry's memories from when he were young were not much different from the rest of his time with his family. The first he saw was him flying on a mini enchanted broom he had as a baby, then it changed to the night he was left on the doorstep of the Dursley's. Finally he began to remember his first beatings which was fine until Hermione touched his arm to get his attention and he was thrown into a full-blown flashback. Instantly Draco was next to him rather than working on the other side of the table and Snape was quickly nearing making Harry push back when he got too close.

"Mr Malfoy, take Potter through to my office so he doesn't disturb the rest of the class. The rest of you," he span to face the room, "you all have potions to be working on, I suggest you concentrate, several of you can't afford to hand in another sub-par potion for marking. Get to it!" Snape shouted knowing that it would probably make Harry more scared of him but that it was the only way to get everyone else to look away from the teen sobbing on the floor and begging an unseen person to stop. "If I hear that one of you has said something, you will be in detention with Filch every weekend for the remainder of the year and consider your Saturdays next year booked as well. If I hear someone talk about it who wasn't in this room, I will ensure you ALL get the same treatment. Understood?"

"Yes sir," was the chorused reply as Draco carried Harry through the door to his office and he subtly let out a deep breath, releasing all his tension while putting a stasis charm on both of the boy's cauldrons. Draco was thinking over the best approach to calm Harry down and bring him back to the present but eventually he settled for turning one of the chairs into an armchair as he had done previously before sitting with Harry in his lap and subtly getting the boy to match his breathing. He was still sobbing heavily and pleading when Draco got him breathing properly so he wouldn't spiral into a panic attack. He realised that in between the pleas Harry was whispering one word over and over again that prompted him to look around the room before spotting exactly what he wanted. Opening the door with his foot presented a challenge but he got it done and sat Harry down on the floor in the cupboard, remaining outside the door himself but still with their hands connected on the threshold of the door.

"Who am I Harry?"

"U-uncle, I'm sorry."

"No, I'm not him. Who am I?"

"Uncle Vernon, I didn't mean it."

"No. I'm never going to hurt you. Do you know who you are?"

"Boy, or Freak sir."

"Nah, you're not a freak. You're Harry James Potter, right? You are a wizard and one of the best wizards alive."

"No! Not magic. Not magic. Not magic." Draco couldn't think of how to bring Harry out of it as he was obviously young in the memory and didn't know most of the things Draco was telling him so the blonde decided he would have to go for drastic measures.

"Out of the cupboard. Now!" he demanded, knowing that it would be the only way Harry would oblige but he refused to go in there and ruin the boy's sanctuary. The teen scrambled to obey and was quickly sat crying in front of Draco but no longer within the cupboard. The blonde took a deep breath as he lifted a hand to Harry's cheek and tenderly stroked it before clenching his eyes shut, leaning forward and gently kissing the teen who slowly came back to himself and began responding cautiously as he had no memory of anyone ever treating him gently. After a minute or so he pulled away and dropped his head onto Draco's shoulder as he hugged him and was hugged in return, slow tears still falling but nowhere near in the panic he was in before. "Who-who am I?"

"Draco Malfoy."

"Who are you?" Harry took a deep breath as he sorted out his own views on himself until he came to the one Draco wanted to hear.

"Harry Potter."

"Good. Where are we?"

"Potions classroom."

"Ahh, not quite. I carried you through to the office so they weren't all staring at you."

"Thank you." The two slipped into silence as Draco rubbed small circles on Harry's back, comforting the teen further. "Someone touched me."

"Granger was trying to get your attention."

"I thought she was going to hit me."

"She wouldn't do that."

"You kissed me?" Draco blushed brightly.

"Umm, yes. You were so far gone you didn't know your name or magic or me and I couldn't think of what to do. I-I thought that maybe you'd, well, you'd never have someone be tender with you before and that, well, if I... did what I did without being forceful you might come back to yourself because you can't equate that to any memory." Harry could tell that the blonde was embarrassed so he hugged tighter, burying his head against Draco's neck.

"Thank you," he whispered.

"I'm sorry I shouted at you to get out of the cupboard."

"I didn't even know it was you so you needn't apologise. Can- can I, never mind."

"What?" Draco asked leaving no room for any argument.

"I wanted to know if I could go back in there but I'm alright where I am."

"You can if you wish."

"No, I mean it. I'm alright here. If-if you are that is. I'll move if you want to get up."

"Hey," he called quietly, waiting for Harry to look at him before raising a hand to his cheek, "I'm fine right here. You don't need to worry about me." Harry nodded as he dropped his head down onto Draco's shoulder for a second time, this time the blonde lifted a hand and ran it soothingly through Harry's hair as they sit there, the slow falling tears also waning out.

When there was a knock at the door that lead through to the classroom Harry was too content and relaxed to be startled as he trusted Draco to protect him. When Draco called out to the person the door opened revealing the potions master who walked towards them but still crouched a short distance away from the two in case he scared Harry who was looking at him with shining eyes.

"Sorry I ruined your lesson sir."

"You didn't. Everyone handed in a potion still other than the two of you whose work I kept in case you wanted to finish it at some point although neither of you are required to." Both teens nodded and the room slipped into silence. "What do you both have after this break?"

"Ancient Runes sir," Draco replied while Harry whispered "study period".

"Very well. Do you wish to stay in my office Harry? While Draco is in lessons and I am teaching through there." Harry shrugged but at the man's raised brow he nodded and smiled thankfully at the man. "If you need anything, knock on the door and I will come in as soon as I can. Agreed?" Another nod was sent towards the potion master who stood and walked back into his classroom to begin setting up for his next lesson.

"You alright?" Harry nodded as he stood and offers Draco a hand.

"Break will be finishing soon, don't be late." Draco smiled at Harry and as soon as he left the room Harry moved to sit in the transfigured armchair, removing his shoes before pulling his feet up onto the material and wrapping his arms around himself. Snape returned less than 5 minutes later and spotted Harry already asleep in the chair so he summoned a blanket and put it round him, watching Harry draw it closer in his sleep with a contented look, before retreating and closing the office door with a smile that he was sure to hide before allowing his next class entry.

When he woke up he looked at the clock and found that it was already lunchtime so he knocked on the classroom door to see if the man was in there before he simply left his office, the door soon opening to the man amusedly taking in the sight of Harry clutching the blanket firmly around himself.

"Umm, thank you sir, for letting me stay and the blanket and letting Draco take me out of the room and-"

"Harry, it is all fine. It was absolutely no bother. You are welcome to spend study periods in here, as is Draco, if the other has a lesson to go to. The blanket wasn't an issue and it was obvious you needed the sleep. As for you leaving the room, I told others it was so that you didn't disturb the lesson but I want you to know that your safety is more important that a few potions, and you wouldn't have been okay remaining in that room with so many others around you." Harry nodded slowly and unwrapped the blanket, offering it out to the man. "Have you spoken to Lupin yet?" The teen looked down at the floor and shook his head, clutching the blanket back to his chest.

"I don't know what to say, how to apologise to him."

"I told you, he doesn't blame you."

"But I do. I just- I don't know where you would even begin to make up for killing someone."

"Stop. He doesn't need you to apologise because it wasn't your fault. He doesn't need you to apologise, period. He could do with hearing from you though. Don't take away the last person that he cares about by not talking to him."

"Siri was the last person he had."

"No. No he wasn't. You are, you said it yourself that he loved Black, if Black was willing to look after you as his own son, you can be sure that Lupin would have been right there beside him. You both lost Black that night, but Lupin also lost you." Harry chewed on his lip as he thought over the words of the other.

"But what do I say to him?"

"Whatever you want. Tell him what has been going on at home or school. Tell him that you pregnant. Ask him how he is. Ask him about Black. It doesn't matter what you say to him, the fact that you said something to him is what matters. Start the line of communications with him."

"If he wanted to talk to me he would have contacted me surely sir."

"You have wanted to contact him but haven't. Perhaps he feels the same way that you won't want to hear from him so he hasn't reached out first, one of you has to begin, who will it be? Here, you missed lunch, take the next batch of your potions with you but take the first now. They should have begun working by now."

"They are sir, but I've always had clothes that were too big and baggy for me so you can't tell through my robes. I've got fat."

"You aren't fat, you're pregnant."

"I know sir, but that is what I mean. As I said to Draco last week, for the first time since I was a baby I've got fat on me." Harry grinned widely at the man making him smirk in amusement at the teen and at the fact that he was the first teen he'd ever met that was happy about gaining weight. "I suppose I should go so I'm not late for Defence sir, thanks again." Harry didn't wait for a reply as he walked out of the room, collecting his bag from the front of the classroom before exiting through that door.

When he reached his next lesson he spotted Draco outside along with a couple of Ravenclaw students so he stood right next to the blonde so he could gently squeeze his hand without anyone seeing.

"You didn't arrive at lunch Potter. I expected to see you there." Harry smiled softly at the boy for caring prompting Draco to smile back at him.

"I fell asleep." Draco ignored the other students around them as he took his hand back and wrapped his arm around Harry's body. The nearby students looked over at the two, not that Harry noticed as he closed his eyes and rested his head on Draco's shoulder, but promptly looked away when Draco glared them into submission.

"You seem to be very tired lately, yet I know for a fact that you get a full night sleep every night. I should know, I'm there with you," he whispered into Harry's ear, unwilling to let others know what he was saying to the younger.

"Guess it's just a sign of my... condition. Even now I feel like I could go to sleep for 48 hours and still not wake up feeling refreshed."

"Well, this is our last lesson for the day, after this we can go to the kitchens and get some food, then you could go straight to bed for more sleep." Harry hummed happily at this idea but didn't get a chance to say anything further as they were called into the class, the teen only just realising that several others had appeared and were stood around them.

Draco woke up to an empty bed that evening and instantly looked around the room for the other teen who had been led beside him.

"POTTER?" he called as he left the bedroom then startled when a voice rang out from the fireplace.

"Who was that pup, it almost sounded like-"

"That was Draco Malfoy and I'm sorry, I didn't realise Harry was talking to anyone, I'll be in my room." Draco stated before walking into his own bedroom rather than Harry's as he had been in beforehand.

"Pup, what's Malfoy doing in Gryffindor Common Room?"

"He's not, he's in, well, OUR rooms."

"What?"

"There's... a lot I haven't told you."

"Start talking then pup." Harry hesitated.

"Can I- do you mind if Draco is here?" Remus slowly shook his head so Harry stood and walked into the teen's bedroom and reappeared with Draco, pulling him along by their joined hands with Remus looked at suspiciously before Harry sat down and his attention was drawn back to the teen. "I don't know where to start but I guess I should state that I share these rooms with Draco because neither of us were safe in our dorms." Harry continued to tell Remus all that had happened in the last 4 months as well as how he was treated beforehand, Draco never saying a word just offering silent comfort to Harry whenever it seemed as though it was beginning to be too much for him.

"I am so sorry pup, I should have been there for you like Pad would have wanted. I do have one more question though. He said he was going into his bedroom but he walked through a different door than he came out of. What was HE doing in YOUR bedroom?"

"Relax Moony, we weren't doing anything bad. I was tired so he stayed with me."

"And why are you tired when he's staying in your room?"

"Because I'm pregnant Moony so I've spent a lot of time tired and Draco makes me feel safe because I trust him to protect me. I've asked him to stay with me or if I can stay with him for most of the days that we've had this room because I don't lay there worrying about who is going to find me whilst my guard is down, whether any Gryffindor's snuck in here or if my uncle managed to get to Hogwarts somehow."

"You've never told me that is why you ask me to stay with you." Harry shrugged as though he didn't feel like he had just revealed the thing that would proof just how much of a freak he was, that would be the final straw that meant Draco would leave or ask to be sent back to the Slytherin's.

"You'd better take care of my pup then Draco."

"Yes sir. Never planned to do anything else."

"Right answer. As for you," he turned his gaze back to Harry who tensed into Draco slightly, "why has the fact you are pregnant not come up earlier in our conversation? How far along?"

"I was scared about how you'd react. About 3 and a half months I guess."

"Why were you scared?"

"That you would tell me to get rid of them," Harry whispered quietly with tears growing in his eyes.

"That is your choice. However, 'them'?"

"Boy and a girl apparently." Harry yawned widely and leant into Draco who seemed to be supporting him now.

"We can talk again soon pup. Go back to sleep."

"Love you Moony."

"Love you too pup." The fire suddenly died down as Remus pulled back from the flames so Harry turned with a smile and shifted into Draco, snuggling into his side, relishing when arms wrapped tightly around him as he shut his eyes.

"You want to go to bed?" Harry hummed affirmatively but didn't make a move to go anywhere. "What you told him, about why you get me to stay with you, did you mean it? Is that why you get me to stay with you, because you're scared you'll be found by the others?"

"I like having you near, and I trust you, and I feel safe with you, and- and-" Tears formed in Harry's eyes so Draco began whispering reassurances in his ear until he was calm enough to continue talking. "I don't want them to find me again but you try and keep me safe. I know that no one will hurt me because you won't let them. I really do like having you near you're my friend, I swear I'm not just using you."

"Hush. I know you aren't. I like being around you too. I don't mind staying with you. It staves off the loneliness. Then there is the fact that you are quite correct, I will do what I can to protect you at all times. Although I'm learning still that there are certain times you don't like me to interfere like when people shout out at you in the halls. I think I've reigned that in somewhat so you don't have to drag me off but I will admit I may have secretly hexed a couple of lions in the corridor the other day but Sev was with me so they figured it couldn't be me that did it so I didn't get in any trouble."

"Why did you hex them?"

"Because of what they said."

"What did they say then?"

"They were calling you a whore. Not because of anything that your uncle did this summer but because of the number of lions who raped you. I think they thought that they were speaking too quiet for us to hear but I hexed them both and then Sev issued them detentions for what they said and then another for messing about in the corridors but it was clear he knew it was me."

"I am technically a whore. People pay to sleep with me, that is very much the definition of a whore."

"No you're not. People paid to rape you, it's not the same. I'll pay to go to sleep with you if you want." Harry smiled at the teen before standing and helping Draco up.

"For you, no charge."

"Well aren't you darling."

"who's room?" Harry shrugged so Draco pulled him into his own as it was closer to them than Harry's was. Draco threw a pair of sweat pants at Harry that the younger teen kept in his room for such an occasion that they stayed in Draco's room. When Draco walked into the bathroom to get changed, Harry quickly did the same in his bedroom, both having grown used to Harry sleeping without a top on over the last week so he left his shirt and trousers on a chair and curled up as much as he could with his growing stomach but not settling completely until Draco joined him and he rested his head on the blonde's torso before pulling the covers up over them both.