(1st POV)

I woke up. Something hard under me. But not like in my cupboard. It was moving. My mind started to race. I slowly moved my hand to my chest. 'Shirt. I have a shirt. Okay. Good I guess.' I moved my hand lower. 'Definitely pants. Definitely good. But then what...' I opened my eyes. Everything was blurry as I lifted my head. Then it came into focus.

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7 people and I was laying on one. I tried to stop the panic then I realized I wasn't wearing my clothes. I scram and scurried back as they all woke up. I covered my face and pulled my knees up.

"I'm sorry. Please I didn't do anything. Please I don't know what's happening. Please don't listen to him." I started pleading.

"Harry?"

'Oh no they knew my name how did they know my name Vernon is going to kill me for sure now. People aren't supposed to know my name.'

"Hey. Harry munchkin it's me Blaise."

'Blaise? Why does that sound familiar?' I still haven't moved or uncovered my face. The room around me seemed motionless as well.

"Munchkin please tell me you remember me. I made you a promise remember."

'Promise... No one has ever...' A pain shot though me head. I whimpered. Biting my lip hard to keep from crying. 'Promise... Promise...'

"Munchkin what's wrong please talk to me."

'Munchkin? Blaise? I... I know him. He's not like Vernon.' The pain in my head was still really bad as I lowered my hands. All the people were looking at me. I couldn't seem to recognize any of them. Only one seemed familiar. His face flashed in my head like a sign. Something about him... But what. I know that's not Blaise. But how. 'Blaise... munchkin... Dark skin... Blaise...' My head was hurting. Like when Vernon hit me with the pan.

I stood up slowly. The boy closest to me crouching down. 'Blaise. That's Blaise. Yes I'm sure. He keeps me safe. I can cry with him.' My mind filled with images of him feeding me. I started crying and ran to him. He picked me up and started rocking me. Something about that felt familiar.

"Shhh it's okay. I'm here shhh." Blaise hummed.

*~*

"My head hurts. It really hurts. Please make it stop."

"Oh munchkin I'm so sorry. I'll take you to see Pomfrey. We can get..."

"No!"

"Harry why not?" Blaise asked.

Harry shivered. "She'll hurt me. She'll take me back. He'll punish me."

Blaise's eyes widened. "Harry. Do you know who I am?"

"B... Blaise. I'm safe with you." Harry mumbled.

"And do you know who they are?" Blaise asked.

Harry lifted his head. A second later buried it in Blaise's shoulder. And started to cry.

"No. I... I don't think so. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please. I'm scared. It hurts. My head hurts." Harry looked up again. "Him I want him. He sings."

Blaise turned to see Harry pointing at Draco. Draco walked over and reached his arms out. Harry hesitated a bit unsure still.

"I won't hurt you love. I'll make you feel less scared I promise." Draco said softly.

Harry cried out and clutched his head. "Make it stop! Please I'm sorry. Please make it stop!"

Draco didn't wait for Harry to register anything. He hated seeing him in so much pain. He grabbed Harry from Blaise and stormed out. Everyone else in the room frozen from shock.

"How did Draco not see, feel or sense that?"

"Because he loves Harry and seeing him in pain was worse Pansy." Blaise said.

Pansy's mouth fell open. "But he just walked over glass! Barefoot might I add."

"Blaise is right. He told us himself he would do anything for Harry. I don't think he was in much control."

"But Neville..."

"Also didn't Pansy say he had a tolerance for pain?" Neville cut Hermione off.

"Can we just clean up and go find them? I'm worried."

"Yeah Seamus let's do that." Blaise said.

*~*

"Love look at me."

"Yes Draco."

"You remember! Is that why your head hurts. Because of memories?" Draco brushed hair from Harry's face.

Harry struggled. "I... I don't know. It hurt less when we came out here."

Draco nodded. "Can I ask you some questions. You don't have to answer them love. I just want a simple yes or no. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes."

"Good boy." Draco kissed Harry's head. "Do you know who Blaise is?"

"Yes."

"Do you know who Neville is?"

Harry frowned. "N... No... I'm sorry."

Draco hugged Harry. "Shhh it's okay. Neville is my friend. It's okay if you don't know him. Do you know who Hermione is?"

"That's a funny name. But no." Harry said sadly.

"Remember I said it doesn't matter love. Do you know Pansy?" Draco continued.

Harry chewed his lip. "I... No. I'm sorry."

Draco cupped Harry's cheeks. "Harry love. It's okay. I just want to know which of my friends I must introduce. Do you know Dean or Seamus?"

"Ahhh... I... No... but I feel like I have met Neville maybe." Harry frowned.

Draco picked Harry up. "How old are you love?"

Harry bit his lip. "E... eight."

Draco sighed. He was afraid of that. He started walking towards the hospital wing.

"Love how often do you eat?" Draco asked.

"Ver... I mean Uncle Vernon. Says I'm only allowed to eat when I'm given food. Last week I blacked out because Pet... I mean Aunt Petunia. Didn't give me food for over a month." Harry covered his mouth.

Draco looked at him. "What's wrong love?"

"I'm sorry I'm talking too much. And I was ungrateful. Please don't do what he does." Harry sobbed.

Draco pressed Harry's head to his shoulder. "No love. I'm happy you told me. They are stupid. And you're not going back there okay."

Draco started singing his signature song. Harry loved that song and he was hoping that was still the case. Not long after Harry was asleep. And he walked into the hospital wing as swiftly as possible.

"Madam Pomfrey. Can you give me a few pain relief potions. Harry's memory is causing him to have terrible headaches." Draco said when he saw the mediwitch.

"Oh Draco sweetie your feet."

Draco looked down and for the first time noticed the trail of blood he was leaving. He offered the mediwitch a forced smile and sat down. He knew she wouldn't let him leave until she sorted him out. He hummed while she healed him and a few seconds later the rest of the group showed up followed by their three Professor's.

"Is he okay?"

"Yes Hermione. His head was hurting because he was trying to remember. He doesn't if you were wondering. But I think certain words start a chain reaction because when I got outside he remembered my name." Draco explained then drank a potion.

"Are you okay?"

Draco laughed. "Honestly didn't notice it until madam Pomfrey pointed it out."

Harry shifted. He looked up and saw Blaise. Instinctively reaching out for him. Blaise stepped forward and lifted Harry from Draco.

"Are you feeling better now munchkin?" Harry nodded. "Do you want to go back to sleep?" Harry shook his head. "You can talk you know."

Harry lifted his head a bit. "Too many people." He whispered to Blaise.

Blaise nodded. "Did Draco sing for you?"

Harry nodded.