Chapter 1
I know the exact moment that I realized that I was, and always have been acting, like a prat. Those green eyes, almost like the color of the sea on a sunny day, where filled with sadness and pain. Hate, angry, or loathing I could have dealt with. I have been for 6 years now. But not his sadness, his pain. That look in those eyes hit me like a sharp knife into my chest. Which is when I realized that I was in love with Harry James Potter.
That look felt like it was stripping me of all of my defenses. Like he could see in to my soul and see that I only acted the way I did out of fear. And through that look I was reborn. Like the phoenix, my old life had burst into flames and this new determination I had was me being reborn out of the ashes. I stopped trying to be like my father. I had never wanted to be a Death Eater like he was. I wanted to make him smile and be happy, even if it meant a life without me in it. I was a prefect and before I had abused my powers. Now I took my job seriously. I didn't bully the other kids anymore. I also stopped acting like I was above everyone else and stopped sneering at everyone. I lost all of my friends along the way by acting different. Pansy stopped hanging all over me which I think God for. But Crabbe and Goyle also stopped following me around because I was being too nice. I worked hard for a whole year.
I watched him constantly. Him and the rest of the Golden Trio. Which I didn't mind at all. I was just trying to make sure he was okay. That that terrible sadness didn't enter his eyes again. Like I had promised myself. And as long as I had my eyes on him it didn't. He would laugh and talk with Hermione or argue with Ron over something that I didn't quiet understand. But it was okay. I was just Harry's secret protector, not a part of his inner circle of friends. Which is when something weird happened.
It was a Saturday evening. As any other evening I was in the Great Hal eating dinner before I went off in to do whatever. I watched Harry and the rest of the Golden Trio walk in before I started to eat. A snowy white owl all of a sudden landed in front of me with a letter attached to her leg that was addressed to me. I ripped it open and read the letter twice before I understood it.
Dear Draco,
I see you watching me all of the time now. And I wonder why. You don't come over to were me and my friends are at and taunt us. You just sit there and watch us with a small smile on your face. I mean you have even stopped being mean to everyone actually. And you don't abuse your power as a prefect anymore. I would like to talk to you about this after dinner. Meet me up on the seventh floor. It will be just to talk I promise.
Signed A very confused,
Harry
P.S send a response back with Hedwig please.
I was shocked. He had noticed all of those things that I have done. All of the ways I have changed. My shock left me when Hedwig nipped me one the hand and hooted at me. I quickly wrote a response and sent her back to the man, who I admit, feels my dreams. Ignoring the urge to look over at the Griffindoyr table, I finished eating my dinner and casually made my way up to the seventh floor to wait the man that I loved.