In slew of ongoing writer's block from all stories, I seem to start and not finish, so this is a short story to keep anyone from being pissed that I haven't written (including my beta for TB Angel).
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the plot, and the idea that these two children should have been together.
Harry sat in his dorm room at the windowsill, it was a sleepless night once again. He had been having a bad case of insomnia, though it wasn't a normal circumstance for the young wizard. Sadly the case this time was because of someone who could never love him, and of whom Harry should never have let himself fall in love with.
Standing up from the windowsill he crossed to his trunk to take out, once again, his father's invisibility cloak. Remembering countless times, long forgotten, he slipped the cloak over his head. Casting a silence charm on himself he walked out of his common room, easing the fat lady's portrait open slightly to allow him out.
He remembered how all these sleepless nights had started. A night just like this, a sleepless night and sneaking out of the tower, but no more could Harry go to that room. He froze a second remembering that first time.
He still continued on, vowing to think on it at the lake, when he got down there.
It had been his intention the first time, to go down the lake to think because of a sleepless night, it all escalated to something Harry would never forget, and add to the heartache in his life.
Down the stairs, at the third floor he watched someone sneak into the smaller corridor to which the sorcerer's stone had once been held. He ran down the corridor after the stranger and watched him open the door to the once forbidden room. Hearing nothing coming from the room he followed the stranger, who he now noticed was a student from their robes, down the small trapdoor. Once guarded with many spells and enchantments now there were blank walls. He also noticed, with the help of the student that there was a ladder leading down the floor. Intrigued, Harry followed the student down the passage that had once help much danger, to the end of the rooms which he had been in before. The door that was now being opened was where Harry had his first encounter, that he could remember and while he was at Hogwarts, with Voldemort.
He found the room completely transformed into a luxurious bedroom paradise. Only, it was too perfect. He realized only a second too late that he had said something, but in that brief moment the stranger turned, and eyed the spot, that was the invisible Harry, with disdain. Only then did Harry realize that the student he was following had on Slytherin robes. Only then did Harry Potter realize the student he was following had silvery blonde hair. Harry desperately shook himself confirming that was he was doing was real. Only then did Harry realize the student he was following was Draco Malfoy. And only then did he realize the seriousness of the situation he was in.