Only those who have been through the horror of having their address changed to cell {Insert number here} - Azkaban Prison would be able to describe the true affects the place can have on the soul. That is if they managed to remain mentally stable enough to do so... Mature themes in later chapters, warnings in A/N for those chapters.

No habitual vices, personal eccentricities or friendly and supportive interaction would be enough to reduce the acrid scent of fear being held fast in the thick atmosphere surrounding him. Fear of what, exactly, he wasn't sure. Fear of death? Fear of the unknown? Fear of the past? No, he wasn't sure, but he would not have to wait long. That, he knew.

So what do you do when you suddenly find yourself falling headlong into a serious relationship with someone who you and your best mates are supposed to loathe with the power and force of a fuck-ugly troll stampede?... Harry is all set to reveal his secret relationship to his friends, but as always things never go quite as planned.