Random idea I came up with when I realized that Neville is awesom! That and Draco can go with almost everyone. Some meantions of child abuse and Draco is so not Draco. I own nothing. Enjoy!

"Do you hear that, Fred?" I said looking around the small bathroom.

"I do," Fred said nodding, "Sounds like someone's crying."

It wasn't hard to hear someone crying in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, but over the years we had learned what she sounded like and it wasn't hers. Feeling the worry fill me I moved closer to the noise and knocked on the door.

"Hello," I said softly, "Are you okay in there?"

Instead of the person saying something a small whimper fell from their lips. Sharing a look with Fred I saw him nod his head slightly before both of us sat on the ground.

"I'm George," I said softly, "And this is my brother Fred."

"Hello," Fred said waving slightly though the person couldn't see us.

"And if you'd like we can stay here for awhile."

"You don't have to say anything."

"But it would be nice if you did."

"If you'd like us to leave just knock on the door."

When the only sound that we heard was more sobs I nodded at Fred. Neither of us were going to leave the person. Whoever it was sounded so scared and hurt that I didn't care if Snape himself was behind the door.

We started to talk calmly to the person hoping that maybe just hearing that someone was there would calm them down. A few minutes of talking about nothing I looked down and saw a few drops of blood.

"Are you bleeding?" I said my eyes wide.

Another whimper fell from the person. Sighing I shook my head before standing up with Fred. If the person was hurt I wasn't just going to sit here and do nothing. Pointing my wand at the door I softly said a spell to open it.

When the door opened I couldn't help but not believe my eyes. A gasp fell from my lips when I saw Draco Malfoy on the other side. He looked like he had just gotten into a fight with a troll.

His clothes were ripped and covered his blood. The normally perfectly hair was messy, dirty, and bloody. The skin that I could see was either covered in blood or dirt. This couldn't be Draco Malfoy.

"Merlin," Fred said his eyes wide.

"We need to get you to the hospital wing," I said moving closer to him.

Draco let out another whimper before falling off of the toilet and somehow getting himself between it and the wall. I had always thought that he was a small person, but to get between there was impressive.

I was going to comment on that until I saw the fear in his eyes. Why did the Prince of Slytherin look so afraid? Honestly, I really didn't want to know the answer to that. I didn't think I could handle hearing that.

"We're not going to hurt you," Fred said softly.

"We need to get you to Madam Pomfrey though," I said kneeling in front of him.

Seeing Draco start to shake from the fear I sighed. I had no idea what I was supposed to do, but he needed someone. He needed someone to help him and that's exactly what Fred and I wanted to do.

"Draco," I said making my voice as soothing as possible, "Can you tell us what happened?"

"Fat-Father," Draco said so softly I thought I'd made it up.

"Your father did this?"

"Pa-Paid."

"Your father paid someone to do this?"

Draco nodded his head slightly only to whimper once more and curl himself into a tighter ball. Fred shook his head only his eyes betraying just how angry he was about this. Luckily he knew that showing Draco his anger wasn't a good idea.

"Draco," Fred said his tone matching mine, "You're hurt and we need to get you to Madam Pomfrey so she can heal you."

"The-They'll jus-just hurt m-me ag-again," Draco said looking at the ground.

"We won't let them. Come on, Draco. We'll help you."

Draco looked up from the ground then looked between the two of us. I could tell that he still didn't know what to do, but he wanted to trust us. Why he wanted to trust us after everything that's happened was beyond me, but I'd give him a good reason for his trust.

"Please, Draco," I said softly.

It took a moment but soon Draco was standing in front of us. Okay, so he was swaying in front of us. Making sure he could see my movements I wrapped an arm around his waist gently and let him lean on me as we walked to the hospital wing.

We got to the door before Draco seemed to freeze. The little fear had left his eyes was back two fold. What had him so scared now? Was it something we had done or did he just think of something?

"H-Hurt yo-you to-too," Draco said staring into my eyes.

"Draco," Fred said rubbing a thumb across the back of his hand, "They're not going to hurt you and they're not going to hurt us. It'll be okay."

"N-No."

Sighing I shook my head only to have a thought pop into my mind. I pulled out a project Fred and I had been working on. It was to make the person turn into their female equivalent, but it had only lasted fifteen minutes so far.

"Fred, take off your robe," I said while handing Draco the candy, "This will hopefully disguise you long enough for us to get there. And no one is going to think it's you since you'll have a Gryffindor robe on. Anyway, Fred will walk ahead of us and if anyone even tries to talk to us he can scare them away."

Draco continued to stare at me until he opened his mouth. I was confused at first until I looked down at his hands and realized it probably hurt too much to lift them. After I placed the candy into his mouth I helped him out of his robe and tie.

Another gasp fell from Draco's lips as his body was surrounded by a soft blue glow. As the glow faded I saw I had to bite back a groan. If I had thought Draco was gorgeous as a man he made an even better woman.

His hair now had a soft wave to it and went down to the middle of his back. The silver-blue eyes were a little rounder then before while his lips were a darker shade of pink and fuller as well.

It was his body that got me the most. His normally flat chest now sported at least C-cup breasts, his hips were wide and gave him an hourglass figure. He had lost some height but not enough for it to be too noticeable.

I had known for years that I was bi-sexual, but this was just ridiculous. As a girl Draco was beautiful, but he was just as beautiful as a girl. I couldn't help but wonder what he'd be like in bed.

"Here," Fred said placing his robe over Draco's shoulders.

Fred knew that I was bi and for the most part did everything in his power not to look at someone he thought I had a crush on. Considering I had pointed out that I thought Draco was handsome I wasn't surprised he wasn't looking.

Once Draco had on the robe I had him lean on me so his face couldn't be seen and started to lead him to Madam Pomfrey. We weren't able to move quickly, but I wasn't going to complain.

After walking for almost ten minutes we finally got to the hospital wing. I looked around to see who was in there with us, but the only person that was there was Harry and he looked like he was sleeping.

Fred went to Madam Pomfrey's office to get her while I laid Draco on the bed. As soon as I pulled back a soft blue glow once again covered him letting me know he was back to being himself.

Madam Pomfrey rushed in with Fred a moment later. She was moving around quickly forcing potions into Draco and answers out of him. Draco wouldn't answer any of the questions though.

"What's going on?" Harry said his voice groggy.

"Draco's father had him beaten," I said my eyes locking with Draco.

"Will he be alright?"

"Physically, Madam Pomfrey will heal him completely."

"What about mentally? Or emotionally for that matter?"

"I don't know, Harry. I just don't know."

As I watched Draco I looked into his eyes and saw that they were practically begging for me to do something. He didn't like that she was touching him, but I knew that it was for the best.

It took awhile before Madam Pomfrey pulled away, but the second that she did both Fred and I were on either side of Draco. Fred was completely straight so I knew that he was just being a friend, but what about me?

Yes, I wanted Draco to be safe and healthy, but in the back of my mind I couldn't stop thinking. He was so beautiful and I wanted nothing more then to feel his skin against mine. Sometimes I hated lust.

"Hey," I said as Draco cuddled into my chest, "It's okay now."

"Yeah," Fred said rubbing Draco's back, "We'll keep you safe."

"Fat-Father," Draco stuttered out softly.

"Forget your father," Fred said calmly, "We're not going…"

"…To let him…"

"…Hurt you. In fact…"

"…We're going to…"

"…Ask our parents…"

"…If you can…"

"…Move in with us."