DECEMBER 1996. Harry was walking through a long hallway, he was desperately trying to avoid Peeves and his nonsense. He rounded a corner to see Draco sitting down with a blanket, staring out a window. "You doing okay?" Harry asked curiously, crouching down to Draco's level. "What do you want. Potter." Draco snapped at Harry. "I'm just making sure you're alright." Harry assured Draco; now sitting next to Draco on the floor. "I'm just fine." Draco stated, coldly, scooching a few inches away from Harry. "You look freezing. How come you aren't in the slytherin dorms?" Harry asked, wrapping his arm around Draco's shoulder. "I just wanted to be alone, thats all." Draco said, as Harry leaned in closer and hugged Draco.