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Harry walked outside and down to the quidditch patch, where he found Draco Malfoy waiting for him. "Hey," he greeted.
"Hey. Are we still doing this?" asked Draco.
Harry nodded. "Sirius is on the run now and we made a deal. We're in this together."
"So, what's the plan?" asked Draco.
"We have to wait until the year is over. We have about a week. We get on to the train and then we wait until everyone is off. The train won't leave King's Cross for an hour after everyone gets off. We wait for as long as possible and then get off. We'll hide under my cloak and then take off. We'll have to hide in the muggle world. No one will find us there," said Harry.
"Where should we go?" asked Draco.
"Does it matter? As long as we don't have to go back to our respective homes, I don't think it matters where we go," he replied.
Draco nodded. "Do you have the money?"
"Yeah, I took a load of money from my trust vault the last time we were in Hogsmead," Harry responded.
"Sorry I couldn't help, but my father would notice if I took that much money," said Draco.
'It's fine. As long as we get away from Lucius and Vernon, I don't care about the money," said Harry.
Draco laughed. "Can you believe this? You and me of all people working together?"
Harry chuckled. He did appreciate the irony. He and Draco has pretty much been enemies until the beginning of the year. Harry still remembered the day he and Draco had realized how much they had in common.
Harry walked into the boy's bathroom and took his shirt off. His back and shoulders were covered in bruises from where his uncle had taken the belt to him. Harry started putting a muggle cream on his shoulders when he heard a gasp from behind him. He quickly turned around to see a shocked Draco Malfoy staring at him.
Harry was horrified. He couldn't believe that his secret had been outed by his worst enemy. He waited for Malfoy to make fun of him, but it never came. "What are you waiting for. Go ahead and tell me how pathetic I am. Tell me how weak I am for letting a muggle get the best of me," he said.
"No," said Draco.
"Why not?" asked Harry.
"Because I understand. I know what it feels like. My father has abused me since I was eight," he answered.
That surprised Harry. He couldn't believe that Malfoy had been abused. Malfoy was always boasting about his father and the influence that the man had. It never occurred to him that it could be a façade.
"I won't tell anyone your secret if you don't tell anyone mine," said Draco.
"Yeah, that was definitely a strange day," Draco commented. "Anyway, we should go before we're missed. I'll see you on the train."
Harry nodded. Both boys then went there separate ways.