The Boy Who Wanted to Live

sorry

Harry walked through the main hall and smiled happily.
"HARRY!" Hermione said in shock.
He smiled as three Gryfindors and one Hufflepuff jumped from their seat and ran over to him. Hermione threw herself on him and hugged him tightly. Neville smiled big and Ron patted him on the shoulder.
"Good to see you back, mate," Ron said.
Harry looked at Hannah who was looking down at the floor.
"Hannah," he said gently.
She turned her head away from his and looked down. Harry gently took her hand in his own and sighed.
"It's okay, Hannah. I'm not mad at you," he said.
"I tried to tell," she said looking down.
Harry's head switched gears and he faded into the background. Though it was his voice he knew he was not saying them.
"I know, my pet," his voice said slick as oil, "you did well,"
She looked down at her feet and Harry could sense her sadness.
"You found it for me," the voice said, "you did well."
"Found what?" Ron asked.
Harry and Hannah looked at Ron and smiled.
"Nothing important," Harry said with a wave of the hand.
Harry hugged all of his friends once more and smiled at them individually.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting but I have to go to Snape's office real quick," Harry said.
"That creep," Hermione sighed "You just got out of the hospital wing and he's already giving you detentions! It's not fair!"
Harry shrugged and smiled.
"Rules are rules Hermione," he said "even for Harry Potter,"
Harry turned and walked out of the cafeteria with a smile on his face.
Neville looked up at the teachers table and saw Snape glaring out at the students. He frowned and watched Harry dissapear around the corner.

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Draco pouted at Caleb.
"I'm real sorry Draco," Caleb said for the hundredth time that day.
Draco pouted more and Caleb groaned inwardly.
"Tell you what, Dray, if I give you all my desert for a month will you forgive me," Caleb asked his honey eyes filled with concern.
"You never came to visit me," Draco pouted more, "Harry Potter's friends visited him every day and I was stuck with Crabbe and Goyle,"
Caleb looked down and ran a hand through his reddish blonde hair. Draco watched the boy run his hands through his hair, two rings glinting on Caleb's fingers. Suddenly Caleb threw his hands in his pockets and Draco lost sight of the black ruby that had caught his eye. When Caleb's hands returned the rings weren't on his hand any longer and he seemed much more relaxed, as if a burden had physically had been lifted from him.
In his cloak Harry tried to focus his powers to hide the rings on his hand. When he pulled his hand out the disillusion charm worked perfectly and he relaxed, overly aware that if any one noticed Caleb and Harry wore the same rings that his whole cover could be blown. This was the only time he could relax was when he was with Draco. When he was no longer Harry Potter- Boy extraordinaire and became simply Caleb Scammander. Long lost nephew of the great Newt Scammander.
Draco watched as Caleb grew distracted and huffed at his lack of attention.
"Why didn't you come see me?"
"Huh?" Caleb asked, jumping out of his thought.
"Why didn't you come see me," Draco repeated.
Caleb gave him a crooked smile and shrugged.
"Filch caught me sneaking out," Caleb lied easily "Banned me from the hospital wing for a week,"
Draco frowned a little not fully believing the boy. Lately he's had a nagging feeling in the back of his head about Caleb Scammander. Something was off about him.
Caleb felt somehow that Draco was about to ask a question and suddenly, although he wasn't sure how, he felt Draco's mind connect with his and he pushed on the boy's thoughts scattering them.
Draco's eyebrows pulled together in confusion and he bit his lip. He was about to find something out about Caleb. He had realised something. But for the life of him he couldn't remember what it was.
Caleb smiled softly and pulled back from Draco's mind confident that he had prevented Draco from realising the truth, at least for a while.
"Want to play exploding snap with me?" Caleb asked, pulling out a deck of cards he got for Christmas.
"Yeah," Draco agreed, although secretly he was trying to figure out something in his mind. Something that just didn't seem right.

-Authors note: I am sorry about the wait its been a rough few days-