Another year at Hogwarts. Another year of shit, Harry thought to himself as he slumped against the Gryffindor table.

He felt utterly terrible, almost like he had not sleep in months. He sported bags under his eyes, along with the same unruly hair. He let a sigh escape from his teeth as he continued to tune out the voice of the sorting hat.

"Harry.." whispered Hermione. "Harry, whats wrong with you? Why don't you put your head up and cheer up a little?" she said with a morose smile. Harry scoffed, and sat up.

What the hell was there to be happy about? Everything seemed to be slipping away from Harry, even the last bits of sanity that dwelled within him. He looked around the room. No one caught his eye, except for Draco, who was transfixed on him. Their eyes met. Harry held his breath.

Draco. Why is he looking at me? Probably feels like harassing me for how dreadful I look. To bad I cant look as good as he does...

His mind trailed off as a smile formed on his pale lips. "HEYYYYY" Ron shouted as he nailed Harry in the side of the head with a chicken leg. Harry responded to this with a look of disgust. "Bloody hell Harry. Its time to wake up. So. Like I asked you before, have you seen the new 6th year? Just transfered in from Durmstrag..." Harry closed his ears to Ron. He didn't care. He didn't care at all. He just nodded at smiled.

After the feast, Harry went up to tower with the others. Everyone had an exhausted air about them, which was absolutely understandable. He was sure that everyone had classes on their minds...but all Harry could think about was Draco. He could feel his cheeks reddening, but his thoughts were broken by Seamus, who sprawled himself out over Harry. "Hey luv!!!" Seamus smiled weirdly at Harry, who just stared at him. "What on your mind? Me?! I hope so!! " Seamus giggled. Harry hoped to god he was kidding. "Um...'luv'..did anyone ever tell you how much of a creep you are?" Harry sneered. Seamus broke out in a wild giggly explosion as he rolled off the bed onto the floor. Everyone in the buys dormitory looked at him with question, and got back to whatever they were doing.

Night lasted forever. Harry didn't sleep at all. His mind wouldn't let him.

Just as he started feeling a wave of exhaustion sweep over him, he had Seamus on top of him. Straddling his hips. "Lovie!! Wake. Its time to eat!!"

"Seamus. Why in the bloody hell are you sitting on top of me?"

"You are too cute when you sleep Harry."

Harry shoved him off, half laughing, and shaking his head. Seamus giggled and ran out the room like a hyperactive school girl. Harry just watched him in amazement, and spoke aloud "Something really most have warped his mind...".

He got down to the great hall. Everyone was already half way done with breakfast. Some were in heated conversations about the Daily Prophet, and some were talking about their schedules. Harry plopped himself down beside Ron and Dean, who greeted him with a zombie-like hello. He just nodded, and looked across the room to the Syltherin table. Draco was looking down at nothing. He seemed so empty..so broken and alone. His thoughts were broken again by Seamus, who decided it would be alright to lick his cheek. Just about the whole damned hall erupted in laughter;Well, all those who paid attention did. Harry, despite his embarrassment, looked back up at Draco, who looked almost hurt by Seamus' random act of weirdness. Harry didn't even notice that Seamus plastered his new class list to the side of his face with spit.

Harry sighed. His day wasn't bad, but it wasn't the best. He saw Ron, who looked a bit antsy today. "Oh..mail.." Ron pointed out the obvious half-heartedly. "Not for me, of course." Harry snorted. His eyes wandered around the room, but, his attention was caught to a beautiful Hawk. "Hey, Ron, whos hawk is that?" Harry questioned as he watched the bird circle the room several times. "New girls."He said with a yawn.

Harry's mouth hung open in amazement, as the Hawk he saw before him, transfigure into a small grey cat. With the scroll still tied to leg, the cat bound over plates and bowls. Some of the Slytherin girls shrieked, and glared at a girl who was sitting alone. She smiled, and untied the scroll from the cats let. Her black hair framed her face nicely. She was wearing all sorts of weird things in her hair, like feathers and beads. Her clothes where adorned with random straps and buckles. Her glasses were thick framed, and she eyed her letter weirdly. Harry tilted his head. "Weird one, eh?" Ron added as he stood up. Harry nodded, and went back to drinking up the rest of his tea. He glanced over at Hermione, who at that exact moment, received a gentle kiss on the lips from Ron. Harry, quickly turning his head, stopped in mid breath.

What. The. Fuck. No one tells me anything anymore. I guess no one trusts me. And great. Guess all the rumors weren't true. I was actually glad that 'Mione liked me..but. It was a lie.

Harry stood after Ron had left. He was so angry inside, but he wasn't to sure if he should dwell on it to much. He had more important things to do, because after all, he was on his way to Snape's.

"Great. Wonderful. " Harry scoffed as he made his way into Snape's dungeon.

Whee. Eventually, its going to get a bit juicy..with lots of weird relationships. A bit of HPSF...HPDM..you know. crap like that.

This is what happens when you write fics at 4 Am.

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