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don�t own the Potterverse. JKR and Warner Bros do.
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A/N: I hope you
guys all enjoy this chapter. And just so you know, I�m placing a stipulation on
this chapter. At least 10 reviews before ch.4. Fair enough, right?

Warning: This
chapter will probably be really angsty, on account of the fact that I�m
listening to Evanescence as I write it! Also, there is smoking in this chapter.
I promise it won�t play a big part, so if you could please overlook it or deal
with it, just for ME? ;) I�d be much obliged!

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Chapter 3

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Ron growled. �Malfoy��

�Oh, shut up,� Hermione said,
smiling and waving him over.

�What are you doing?� Ron whispered as Draco approached them curiously.

Harry grinned, thinking, �He looks like a cat when it�s cautious
about taking a treat that a strange kid is trying to give him��

�Hello,� Hermione said, �Why don�t
you sit down.�

Harry saw the glare that Ron shot
in her direction. His grin widened. They acted so much like they were married
sometimes.

�I think I will,� Draco said,
thoroughly enjoying making Ron squirm.

�How has your summer been?�
Hermione asked.

Draco smiled. �My mum was killed,
my dad is in Azkaban, and I�ve been hiding out with Lupin breathing down my
neck the entire time. It�s been just jolly!�

�Sorry�� she sighed, �Sometimes I
forget things.�

Harry snorted. Hermione had never
forgotten anything in her life!

Draco turned to look in confusion
at the strangely familiar boy sitting at the shadowed side of the table. �And
you are�?�

Harry smirked, leaning over so his
long-time archenemy could get a better look at his face. �Don�t you remember
me?�

�Potter?� he gasped, �What the
hell happened to you?�

He laughed bitterly, and it
sounded harsh, even to his own ears. �Nothing much��

�Harry, don�t,� Hermione said
before he could finish.

He merely looked at her for a
moment before sitting back in his seat. �Fine. I won�t burden him with my own
problems.�

Ron sighed in relief.

Draco watched the exchange,
wondering what it was all about, when something struck him. Hadn�t he read,
just that morning, about Harry trying to kill his uncle? He had thought, even
then, that it had surely been in self-defense. However, he had laughed at his
own ridiculous idea. What would he be defending against? Certainly his family
adored him, just like the rest of the world. But, just maybe�

�Does this have something to do
with your uncle?� Draco asked.

Harry felt himself grow cold. All
of his anger, pain, sadness, and desperation suddenly welled up inside of him
at that one sentence spoken so sympathetically by his worst enemy. He felt he
would burst with the magnitude of it and so he fled from the coffee house into
the fresh summer air. He vaguely noticed that it was dusk as he began walking
in no particular direction- just anywhere away from questions.

�So I was right,� Draco said,
standing to follow Harry.

�Hey,� Hermione said, �Don�t push
him to talk or hurt him in any way, do you understand me? I know some pretty
powerful hexes and I won�t hesitate to use them on anybody who threatens my
friends.�

�Yeah, yeah, I got you,� Draco
smirked, walking out.

�Are you just going to leave them
alone?� Ron asked.

�He�ll bring Harry back,� Hermione
said, taking her latte from the waitress.

�What makes you so sure?� Ron
scoffed.

�I don�t know anything for sure,�
she replied, �But I�m sure they�ll be wanting their coffee.�

!x!

�Hey, Potter,� Draco called to
Harry, catching up to him a few blocks up the street.

�I have a name, why don�t you try
using it?� Harry snapped, trying to keep a tight reign on the negative emotions
he was feeling.

�Fine- Harry- what happened?� he
asked.

�None of your business,� Harry
retorted, quickening his pace.

�Oh, come on! It can�t be that
bad,� Draco said, sneering.

�Really?� Harry stated, stopping
as they passed under a street light and turning to Draco. Every bruise on his
body was illuminated in the pale orange glow and he smirked. �I can tell you
how I got every single one of these bruises and they all came from one man.�

�Your- uncle?� Draco asked
disbelievingly.

Harry chuckled, walking again with
Draco next to him. He ran a hand over the newer marks around his neck. �Do you
want to hear a story, Draco?�

He looked at him, shocked at the
eerie tone in his voice. �I�m not sure��

�But you were so adamant in
finding out what happened a few moments ago. Don�t tell me you�ve lost interest
so quickly,� he said, �Regardless of whether or not you want to hear; I�m going
to tell you my story. Then maybe you�ll think twice about mucking around in my
private life.�

Draco listened to nearly the
entire experience before he covered his ears and refused to hear anymore. When
Harry inquired as to why, he merely said that he could guess what happened
next, making Harry laugh.

�You have no idea��

Draco looked at him. �We should go
back. Granger and Weasley are probably making themselves sick with worry over
you.�

�Whatever,� Harry said, turning
around and heading back with his silent, blonde companion.

�Harry! You were gone for quite a
while. Where did you go?� Hermione asked when they arrived back at the coffee
house.

�For a walk,� Harry said.

Ron looked at Draco�s
strangled expression and turned to Harry. �You told him then?�

�The parts he would listen to,�
Harry said, �I�m going to head back. You can have my coffee, Hermione, I don�t want
it anymore.�

�Alright,� she said, �Get a good
night�s sleep, Harry. You�ll feel better in the morning.�

�Yeah, sure. Thanks Hermione.� He
turned away from them and walked out, this time unaccompanied.

When he reached the Leaky
Cauldron, he found Madam Pomfrey waiting for him. He
sighed, shutting the door behind him and drawing the mediwitch�s
attention.

�Oh Harry! Good. If you were gone
much longer, I was going to come and fetch you myself,� she said.

�Not to be rude, but what are you
doing here?� he asked.

�Bloody- I told Remus to firecall you�� she
grumbled, before smiling softly at him, �If we�re to have any hope of winning
your trial, you need to be examined.�

He gaped at her for a moment
before gaining his composure. �Shouldn�t I be examined by a muggle
doctor, since it will be a muggle court?�

�Don�t be silly! My skills are
recognized in both worlds, of course,� she said, �Now lie down on the bed and
just let me run a few tests.�

He rolled his eyes, but complied.
Surely enough, he felt the tingle of magic washing over him several times. He
looked up when she clicked her tongue.

�What is it?� he asked.

She looked at him sadly. �I had
just- part of me had hoped that� well, that you were lying. But� it�s all here.
The bruises on your neck, the welts, scars, lacerations� as
well as the- internal evidence.
It all corresponds with your story� unfortunately.�

�You thought I would lie about
something like that?� he asked incredulously, sitting up.

�No! Heavens no, dear� I had only
hoped that- it wasn�t true. Don�t worry yourself over an old woman�s prattle,�
she said, handing him two vials of potions, �As soon as I leave, I want you to
drink those, do you understand. Now� if you will remove your
shirt.�

�Why?� he asked, setting the vials
on the bedside table.

�So that I may
take pictures for further evidence. We must be completely prepared,� she
said, taking a small muggle camera out of her bag.

Harry did as he was told and it
was over in a merciful five minutes. The mediwitch
reminded him to take the potions again before apparating
back to Hogwarts to document her findings. He pulled the corks out of the vials
and downed them quickly, wrinkling his nose at the taste.

�Must be some of Snape�s��

!x!

On August 11^th, Ginny
Weasley arrived at the Leaky Cauldron and enthusiastically greeted Harry when
he walked down the stairs. He wasn�t surprised to see her there, however,
because she had owled him the day before saying that
Molly was allowing her to stay at the inn for the rest of the summer. He
allowed himself to be drug into Diagon Alley,
followed by Ron and Hermione.

Harry hadn�t seen Draco since the
night of their walk and he suspected that he would be seeing very little of the
boy throughout the year.

�Harry?� Ginny said, �I was just
wondering� why it was that you tried to kill your uncle��

He sighed. �Ron and Hermione will
explain it to you. I don�t feel like talking about it right now. I�ll meet up
with you guys in a little bit, okay?�

Ron waved him off. �We�ll be in
the apothecary.�

Harry walked down the alley with
his hands in his pockets. When he finally reached his destination, he entered
and was, this time, greeted with smiles. He grinned at them and shrugged as if
to say, �yeah, I�m back.�

�What do you need done this time,
Harry?� the young witch at the counter said.

He stuck his tongue out at her and
she laughed.

�I see�� she said giggling,
�Follow me then.�

She pulled out a box and began
showing him his choices. �How�s the eyebrow doing, by the way?�

�It�s fine. I clean it twice a
day, just like you said,� he replied, �And before you
ask, my nipple is doing great.�

She laughed. �Well, that�s good.�

He picked up a silver bar with a
black bead on the top that had a red skull and cross-bones in it. �I think I
want this.�

�Good choice,� she said, �Now
stick out your tongue.�

He did as he was told and winced
slightly when she punctured it with the bar. She magically healed it and
smiled. �You only have to clean this one in the morning. Your saliva will serve
as a natural disinfectant for the most part.�

�Cool. Thanks again, Trina,� he
said.

She ruffled his hair. �No problem.
You go back to school in a couple weeks, right?�

�Yeah,� he replied, clicking teeth
with the tongue ring, completely fascinated by the sound.

�You won�t forget to write to me,
right?� she said.

�Of course I won�t. And you won�t
forget to send me a pack a week, right?� He raised an eyebrow at her
questioningly.

�A pack of what? I don�t know what
you�re talking about��

�Trina�� he growled.

�Oh shut it, I won�t forget.� She
smiled. �You really shouldn�t smoke though. You�re so young.�

�Like you�re one to talk,� he
said, �You started smoking in your fourth year at Hogwarts, right? And besides,
I don�t even smoke that much. It�s just when I start getting fidgety or I need
something to calm my nerves.�

�Yeah, right�� she chuckled,
rolling her eyes, �I bet you have three other people who you feed the same
story to and they�re all going to send a pack a week, too.�

�Well, duh!� he said
sarcastically, laughing when she smacked him on the arm.

�Get out of here. I�m sure you
left your friends waiting somewhere again,� she stated, fairly pushing him out
of the place.

�I�m going, I�m going,� he
laughed, �See you around!�

�Bye!� she called, giving a quick
wave before walking back into her store and yelling, �Oi!
Who�s next?�

He checked the time and saw that
he still had about ten minutes before he had to get back to his friends. He
stopped outside of the Quidditch shop and leaned
against the wall, holding his arm out in front of him and watching as the snake
tattoo traveled from his back down to his forearm to circle around his wrist.
He grinned, feeling glad that he had decided to wear the tight, black t-shirt
that day. He ran a finger over the animal and was delighted when it turned its
head toward him. I guess wizarding
tattoos have- minds� he shrugged, figuring that it was magic, so it was entirely plausible.

�Wow� a tattoo. I never would have
thought of you as one for body art.�

�Hello, Draco,� Harry said,
�There�s a lot of things I do that nobody would think of me.�

The little snake continued
traveling the span of his arm and he smiled a little. Maybe I should name it� He unconsciously clicked the tongue ring
against his teeth in thought.

�What�s that noise?� Draco asked
suddenly, pulling Harry out of his thoughts.

He smirked, sticking his tongue
out at the blonde boy. At first Draco just took it as a childish gesture. That
is, until he caught the glint of metal, at which point his mouth dropped open
in a small �o�. Harry chuckled.

�I just got it done a bit ago.
Trina does good work, don�t you think?� Harry said, brandishing the snake at
him.

�You�re on a first name basis with
your tattoo artist?� Draco teased, grinning, �That�s pretty sad.�

Harry shrugged. �I don�t think so.
She�s cool.�

�Whatever,� Draco said, pulling
out a pack of Salem Menthols and pulling one out, lighting it quickly before
stashing them back in his pocket. He took a slow drag, and then exhaled,
watching the smoke float in soft waves.

Harry, too, was watching it. How
long had it been since he had last a smoke? A fair few days, he thought. Before
either of them knew what he was doing he grabbed Draco�s
wrist and brought the cigarette to his own lips, letting the smoke invade his
lungs. He exhaled on a sigh of pure bliss.

�Hey,� Draco said, bringing Harry
out of his euphoria, �Mind letting go of me?�

Harry blushed lightly, dropping
his wrist. �Sorry��

�You smoke?� Draco said
conversationally.

�Yeah� nasty habit I picked up
this summer,� Harry replied, smiling, �I�ve convinced Trina to send me a pack a
week while I�m at school.�

Draco raised an eyebrow at him.
�Is she your girlfriend?�

Harry laughed. �No, she�s
definitely not my girlfriend.�

�I see� your girlfriend�s probably
still in school, right?� Draco asked, trying to keep the curiosity out of his
voice.

Harry gave him a strange look. �I
don�t have a girlfriend.�

�Do you wish you did?� he asked,
and then hastily added, �Because if you do, I could set you up with somebody.�

�No, don�t bother. I have no need
for a girlfriend,� Harry sighed and looked up at Draco, smirking, �Now a boyfriend, on the other hand��

�Oh� you swing that way then,�
Draco said.

�Eh� a little of both actually.
Don�t you?� Harry stated.

�Well, yeah but how did you know?�
Draco asked.

�I have- what did Ginny say? I have
incredibly powerful �gaydar�, or something like that,� Harry said laughing, �I should
really keep her away from Seamus and Dean. They�re polluting her innocent
mind.�

�From what I heard around school,
she�s anything but innocent,� Draco said.

�Yeah, I figured. She�s far too
popular with the guys, in my opinion.� Harry checked the time again. �Only a
couple more minutes. I should go. They�re waiting for me at the apothecary.�

�By �they�, I assume you mean
Weasley and Granger?� Draco asked.

�Ron and Hermione, yeah. Ginny�s
there, too. I have about a minute and a half before I�m supposed to be back
there, so I should go,� Harry said, turning down the alley.

�I�ll come, too,� Draco said,
following him, �I don�t have anything better to do, so I might as well dog
you.�

Harry sighed. �Just try to call
them by their names.�

�I can try, but I won�t promise
anything.�

Harry smiled. �Good, because there
they are. Don�t mention anything about my tongue ring, tattoo, or the fact that
I smoke. They don�t know and I don�t want them to worry.�

Draco chuckled. �It looks like-
Ginny- is already worried.�

�No she just heard my little
story,� Harry said, watching Draco�s expression turn
suddenly sober.

�I�m sorry�� he heard Draco
whisper before they reached the apothecary, outside of which stood Ron,
Hermione, and Ginny, who threw her arms around Harry.

�That�s so horrible!� she said,
�But I know how to make you feel better.�

�Really?� Harry said, wiggling his
eyebrows at her suggestively.

�Shut up, Harry! We both know your
branch doesn�t bend toward girls,� she said crudely, �Let�s go shopping!�

Ron groaned. �Have you ever been
shopping with her? It�s brutal! Don�t do it, Harry, I�m begging you!�

Harry grinned. �Shopping sounds
like fun.�

Ginny whooped in triumph, then turned to Draco. �Hello there! Would you like to go
shopping with us?�

Draco shrugged in response making
her smile. �Great! Let�s go then. I know the perfect store that will suit all
of your needs, Harry. We�ll have to take the subway, though.�

�What�s the store called?� Harry
asked. She named the store and Harry smiled. He had been there often, but he
didn�t tell her that�

When they returned from their
shopping spree, both Harry and Draco were carrying several bags apiece. The
entire time had been spent with Hermione and Ginny shoving outfit after outfit
at Harry and eventually Draco as well. Ron had stayed back and watched
sympathetically. He remembered when Ginny had emptied his own pockets in one of
her make-over shopping sprees. They came away with several pairs of pants,
shirts, socks, a couple pairs of shoes, chokers, bracelets, hats, and body
decorations. You see, Harry wasn�t the only one who enjoyed getting things
pierced. Draco had his left ear pierced once, his right pierced twice, and his
nose pierced.

�You know�� Ron said as Harry and
Draco changed their rings, �I�m starting to feel really left out.�

Harry grinned. �Get your ears
pierced or something, then.�

�Maybe I will,� Ron stated, �I�d
only want one though� that�d be enough for me.�

�Good,� Hermione said, �Because
that�s enough for me, too.�

Harry looked at her and raised an
eyebrow. �Excuse me?�

�Don�t get me wrong, Harry, it
looks great on you and all, but I don�t think I could go with a guy who was
all- decorated,� she said, smiling.

�I could!� Ginny said
enthusiastically.

Draco chuckled. �I�m sure you
could��

�So are you still at HQ, Draco?�
she asked.

He sighed. �Yeah� it�s really
dreary and they hardly ever let me out on my own. I feel like a caged animal.�

�That�s how Sirius felt�� Harry
said.

�Who?� Draco asked.

�Long story short; Sirius Black,
Harry�s Godfather, was innocent. Peter Pettigrew is, as I�m sure you�re aware,
alive. Sirius was kept in that house the same way you are and he felt pretty
much the same. He hated it,� Hermione explained, �In fifth year, he fell
through a veil in the Department of Mysteries and we have no idea what�s
happened to him.�

�Long story short, eh?� Draco taunted.

�Shorter than it could have been,�
she replied, shrugging.

�Maybe you should spend the rest
of the summer here,� Ginny said, �I�m sure the Order wouldn�t object to that.�

�You never know, Gin,� Ron said,
�Those guys are pretty paranoid.�

Hermione smiled. �That�s just
Moody.�

�I could ask,� he said, �I�m not
sure they�ll go for it, but I�m certainly willing to try.�

�Even if it means spending the
rest of your summer with a bunch of Gryffindors?� Harry said.

�I suppose I can handle you lot
for a couple weeks,� he said, smirking, �But I can�t promise you�ll all come
away in one piece.�

�We�ll keep that in mind,�
Hermione said.

X

Well, the end of chapter 3. I do believe chapter 4 will be longer, if
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