Ok so this is starting during 6th year and it's kinda in the middle. It goes along with all the real story up to the point where I'm starting which is right before Harry finds Draco in the bathroom with myrtle. Some of the things are the same and I'm using Rowling plot for some parts. Some of the same people die and some don't. This is rated M for future chapters. Oh, and Harry is always on bottom. Always. This is my first fanfiction so please be kind. I don't really consider myself a good writer but I really wanted to do this so here goes. Again, like I said, be kind….Enjoy.

"Where are you, Malfoy?" Harry murmured to himself.

Harry was wondering around the halls with the marauders map stuck to his nose and his eyes zooming across the paper. He decided it was time to get out of the commons room after nearly dieing of boredom and so the only reasonable thing to do was of course look for Malfoy. Harry could tell himself that he wasn't obsessed and didn't spend almost every waking moment wondering what the bloody Slytherin was up to, but Gryffindors were supposed to be honest.

Harry nearly walked into suit of armor when he spotted Malfoy in a bathroom just down the hall from were Harry was standing. He looked up from the map and noticed that he had stopped right in front of the wall between the armor and tapestry and if someone saw him it would look extremely odd, but he didn't have time to think such things. He found what he was looking for.

Harry walked purposely down the hall and stopped in front of the bathroom door. He wasn't really sure if he wanted a confrontation with Malfoy. He really just wanted to see what he was doing, so he cracked the door open as quietly as he could and peeked in.

Malfoy was standing in front of the sinks with his back towards Harry. All Harry could see was Malfoy leaning over the sink and…were his shoulders shaking? Was Malfoy crying?!

Harry leaned into the door a little to get a better view at the same time as Malfoy let out a quiet sob, but in the enclosed bathroom it sounded much louder and echoed. The result ended with Harry jumping at the sound and falling over into the bathroom.

Malfoy spun around as Harry scrambled to his feet. Both boys throw there wands up to point at the other. First there was surprise on the Slytherins face, which quickly turned into anger. Harry could see his tear stained face as Malfoy looked at him.

Draco didn't know what to do. He had though he was alone. When he turned around and saw Harry Potter standing there, which was the last person he expected to see, his mind went blank. And then he saw the way Potter was looking at him.

"I don't need sympathy from you, Potter." Draco spat out.

"Well that's good, because you're not going to get it!" Harry said defensively. "What are you crying for?" He asked a little more nicely.

"It's none of your bloody business! And for your information I was not crying. Malfoys don't cry." Draco said as he brought his sleeve up to wipe the tears away quickly.

"Well you could have fooled me." Harry said while still pointing his wand at Malfoy.

Malfoy looked and him as if he was going to say something and then he looked down and dropped his wand to his side. Harry looked at him in surprise.

"Well go ahead and curse the living daylights out of me, as I assume that's why you're here." Malfoy said as he folded his arms around his chest. "It would help if I was permanently damaged." He murmured to himself.

"What was that?"

"Nothing…Well, get on with it."

"With what" Harry asked confused. Harry thought is was safe to put his wand down now so he let his arm drop and he slipped his wand in his front pocket for easy access.

"With the whole cursing me thing. Come on now, I haven't got all day."

"I'm not going to hex you." Harry said while crossing his arms too.

Draco looked at Harry like he was crazy and then turned around and walked back to the sink and turned the faucet on.

"What are you doing?"

"Well if you not going to do anything then I will."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm going to drown myself" and with that Draco stuck his head in the sink.

Harry just stood there not knowing what to do. He just watched Malfoy for a little bit. Draco grabbed both sides of the sink so hard that his knuckles turned white and Harry couldn't take it any longer. He lunged forward and yanked Draco's head out of the water. Malfoy started coughing and fell.

Harry dropped to his knees and held Draco's face between his hands.

"What the Hell do you think your doing!? Are you mad!"

Draco looked up at Harry with dark grey eyes full of sadness and at that moment all Harry wanted to do was to hold Draco in his arms until every last bit of sadness was gone. There was more misery and unhappiness in those eyes than anything Harry had ever seen.

Draco yanked Harry's hands off his face and pulled himself over against the wall and pulled his knees to his chest.

"Why did you stop me?" Draco sighed in a defeated voice with his head resting on his knees.

"Well that's a stupid question. I don't want you to die Malfoy. Even if you do hate me."

"Potter, you don't understand. Death would be saving me. It might even save my family." Draco said after lifting his head up off his knees. He paused and looked down at his feet. "I don't even know why I'm telling you this. You don't care."

"I do care, Malfoy. Like I just said, I don't want you to die." Harry paused and took a breath. "If this has anything to do with Voldemort, maybe we can help."

"No one can help. It's a lost cause."

Harry thought about what was happening. Malfoy was talking to him about his problems. As weird as it might sound this was a good thing. Maybe Malfoy would tell Harry what he's been up to.

Harry took a deep breath "We can help. We can talk to Dumbledore right now if you like."

Draco's head shot up and his eyes were glaring. "Are you insane, Potter? You know who told me if I don't succeed at the task he gave me that he would kill my parents….and me, if I survive. And now you're telling me to risk all that and tell his worst enemy? As you just saw, I would rather kill myself than to let that slit-nosed freak do away with me. I'm better than that."

"It wouldn't be like that though. We could protect you. You could even be a spy or something. Something could be worked out. There are always other options."

"Well aren't you the optimist. You know, things don't always work out in your favor. Sometimes things suck and there nothing you can do about it."

"You don't think I know that? Do you know what I've been through since I was born? All the crap I had to take and all the stuff I've gone through?

But I got through it. And if you just stop feeling sorry for yourself then you and your parents will too."

"Quite the inspirational speaker, aren't we, Potter." Draco drawled "and I could care less about my parents. There the ones that forced me into this."

Harry stood up and gazed down at Draco "Malfoy, if you come to our side, I promise nothing will happen to you. I won't let it."

Draco stood up too and this time Malfoy looked down on Harry. "Why are you doing this? You have no reason to help me."

"I want to help. I want to save as many people as I can."

Draco inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. "Fine." He whispered "I'll go." He said a little stronger.

Harry grinned and held out his hand. "Friends?"

Draco stared at his hand then looked up. "I said I'd go. Don't push it."

Draco walked past Harry towards the door. This was completely different than what Harry expected to happen when he saw the little dot labeled Draco Malfoy in the bathroom. It was a good different though. This night turned into something that could change everything. Harry's thoughts were interrupted by said dot.

"Are you coming or not?"

"Yeah, lets go."