Peter's breathing was strangely loud in the seemingly dead apartment complex. His steps had created a thumping, rhythmic beat as he trudged up the cold stairs. His mind was alive with the several different scenarios he was imagining, of what this serum could be doing to Harry and, most importantly, the serum itself was. Twilight hadn't given many details on the serum, most likely as she wasn't aware of it's full use herself, and this lead Peter to worry. His eyes caught the change of scenery as he got higher in the complex, the cold and blank grey walls being replaced with expensive, cut and stylized wooden planks, glossed and maintained to their best quality. He reached the top, and largest, floor of the complex and whistled loudly. He had been to Harry's penthouse, the Osborn Mini-Manor as he often called it, and the mere outside of it never failed to amaze him. The wooden walls surrounded a large and strong oak door, reinforced by thick rods placed into the wood that, at a moment's notice, could be deployed into the door frame to make it near impossible to breach through it, acting as the first line of defence to the modern day castle that lay before him.

"Alright Harry" Peter mumbled under his breath, approaching the door and removing his hand from his pocket "Please don't do anything stupid" With restrained strength Peter knocked on the thick door, the sound lacking a rattle of the door due to its tight fastening.

"Harry?" Peter called out, the echo of the stairwell no longer affecting his voice due to his distance from the area "It's Peter, you in there?" There was a moment of silence, the seconds slowly ticking by, before a reply came from the other side of the door.

"Hey buddy" Harry's voice said in a beaming tone "Gimme a sec" Their came the sound of complicated locks and chains being turned and slid back before the doorknob twisted and the door swung open, revealing Harry standing tall with a grin on his face.

"Hey Pete" Harry said happily. Peter looked at him with a critical eye for a long second, unsure of his true emotions, before nodding his head.

"Hey Harr" he grinned.

"It's a bit late dude, what d'you need?" Harry asked, drumming his fingers on the side of the door.

"You got a minute to talk?" Peter asked calmly. Harry checked his watch, judging the time, before nodding his head and swinging the door open wide.

"Sure, come on in" Harry said, holding his arm out in a sweeping gesture. Peter smirked and walked into the penthouse, seeing the two storey, furnished and extravagantly expensive apartment illuminated by the large and powerful ceiling lights.

"You not ready for bed yet man?" Peter asked as he kicked off his shoes, a trait both the Parker and Osborn families agreed on, and walked up the small staircase to where the kitchen and living room section of the apartment was.

"Nah, not yet" Harry said as he followed after Peter, stuffing his hands into his jeans pockets "I just got my hands on a copy of Destiny and I figured I'd pull an all-nighter on it" Peter scoffed loudly as they reached the kitchen. Harry raised an eyebrow at his friends reaction as he walked over to the large fridge. He swung the cooler system open and pulled out two cans of Pepsi Max, sliding one over to Peter who took it and walked over to the sink.

"What's so bad about Destiny?" Harry asked as he cracked the can open and took a loud sip from it.

"Try just about everything except the shooting" Peter chuckled, washing the top of his can and drying it with a dish cloth.

"Oh?" Harry asked in a challenging tone "Name three things wrong with the game Mr Angry Joe"

"Well, for one thing, the story was awful" Peter said, cracking open the can and taking a sip himself "Secondly, the constant use of defending the Dinklage-Droid as he has to unlock something, that got extremely repetitive really quickly and the loot system was terribly done" Harry set his can down under a coaster and leaned onto the marble top of the breakfast bar the kitchen had.

"Is that it?" Harry asked jokingly.

"What d'you mean is that it?" Peter laughed "That's all there was to that game"

"Still better than The Evil Within though?" Harry asked, knowing about his friend's hatred for that game. Peter turned to him with a disgusted look and Harry nearly choked on his drink from laughter.

"Alright then, I'll stop" Harry sighed "So, what did you want to talk about again?" Peter took a moment to try and formulate a way to word his question, finding the best way to start the conversation.

"I heard from someone that you've been taking some kind of performance enhancer" Peter said slowly. Harry looked at his best friend with a puzzled expression, setting down his drink after another sip, before seemingly realizing what Peter was talking about.

"Oh, the blood cell enhancer" Harry said with a slow nod, swilling his drink around in his hand with a roll of his wrist.

"Is that what it is?" Peter asked "I thought it might have been something a lot more..." Peter trailed off as he saw the comforting smile from his friend.

"Nah, it's nothing to worry about" Harry said confidently "It's not anything worse than a flu jab" Peter looked at him with his own puzzled expression, trying to think of what Harry meant. Harry seemed to catch Peter's meaning behind his look and elaborated.

"I mean that it strengthens and amplifies the production of antibodies by the white blood cells in the blood stream so when it fights infection it's able to fight them off more efficiently and adapt to them" Harry explained "Because I get sick a lot my Dad whipped up something to strengthen my immune system so I stop getting sick all the time" Peter looked down at his drink, seeing the froth of the cola inside beginning to bubble away. Harry's explanation seemed reasonable enough and he sounded confident about what he was saying, sounded like he was telling the truth. Peter nodded his head slowly before looking up at him again.

"Alright, if you say so" he agreed "But you're sure there aren't any bad side effects to it?"

"Not that I've been told about, it was tested and approved by the pharmaceutical board so I'm guessing its safe" Harry shrugged, taking another drink of Pepsi "There's nothing to worry about Peter, I promise" The two of them looked at each other for a brief second before Peter nodded.

"If you're sure" Peter agreed.

"Where did you hear about it anyway?" Harry asked "I only told one other person about it... did Twilight tell you?"

"Yeah, she seemed really worried about it for some reason" Peter nodded.

"I don't know why, I told her the same thing I told you and she seemed fine about it the last time I saw her" Harry said with a confused gesture.

"When did you last see her?" Peter asked, drinking again.

"Oh... two days ago in math class" Harry said "I... I think" Harry put a hand to his face and rubbed his eyes gently, causing Peter a brief spat of worry.

"You alright there buddy?" Peter asked, moving slightly closer to his friend.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine" Harry nodded "Just a little tired is all" At this point Peter became slightly suspicious, he knew that Harry had a great memory and that he wouldn't forget when he last saw a friend, much less his own girlfriend. Still, he thought, he might just be tired and have a slight memory lapse.

"I think you should probably head to bed dude" Peter suggested "You've got school tomorrow" Harry looked up at him with a grin, though Peter could see a faint glint of pain behind his smile.

"I guess" Harry said "I just wish I got a few months away from school like you did" Peter scoffed loudly, looking at his friend with a wide grin.

"Yeah, just get into a fight with the biggest bully in school and we can do nothing but hang out and play video games until Christmas if you want" Peter chuckled. The two of them laughed for a few seconds before Harry looked back up at Peter.

"Say, you never did tell me how you managed to fight like that" Harry commented.

"What d'you mean?" Peter asked.

"You were doing all kinds of crazy ninja shit that entire time, I've never seen you do anything like that before" Harry explained "Where did that come from anyway?"

"I have no idea really" Peter shrugged "I think it left just as quickly as it came" Harry looked at his watch before yawning loudly, rubbing his eyes again. Peter finished his drink in a few more gulps before throwing it into an open trash box across the kitchen.

"Right, there's the sign that you want me to fuck off, so fuck off I shall" Peter smirked.

"I didn't mean it like that Peter" Harry laughed "But if you wanna head out then sure" Harry stood up and walked his friend back to the door.

"Say, are you busy tomorrow?" Peter asked "If not, I figured we could hang out and do something" Harry shook his head with a sorry expression before speaking up.

"Sorry dude, Twilight and I made plans to go watch a movie after school" Harry said "Then we were going to get something to eat afterwards"

"Ah, and we both know I'd just be a third wheel" Peter nodded, slightly bummed out about the ordeal.

"Sorry man" Harry said, clapping his friend on the back "Maybe next time?"

"Sure, yeah" Peter agreed as he pulled his shoes back on "I'll see you around" Harry held the door open for his friend and moved aside for him to exit.

"See ya buddy" Harry nodded "Sorry for worrying you"

"No biggie" Peter shrugged as he headed out of the door "I'll talk to you later"

"Right" Harry grinned "Don't get run over on your way home"

"I won't" Peter chuckled. Harry closed the door behind Peter and locked it again, sliding the chain back into position.

"Right..." he said in a pondering tone "Destiny or bed?" Next Chapter: Missed Appointments and Bail-outs Estimated time remaining: 12 Hours, 37 Minutes