A gust of cold draft made his robes billow round his ankles as Harry wandered down the Charms Corridor, no real destination in mind, just thinking. It was almost the end of term, and he wasn't particularly looking forward to going back to the Dursleys for the summer.

Although Ron and Hermione had promised to write, it hadn't comforted Harry, with Ron and Hermione's new relationship Harry had been feeling more and more left out.

And of course, to make matters worse, Draco Malfoy turned the corner and crashed into Harry who had been knocked to the floor.

Glaring, Malfoy sneered at Harry, "Where's the filthy Mudblood and weasel today then Potty? Run off to snog in the girl's bathroom again?"

Harry inwardly cringed. Hermione and Ron hadn't exactly been subtle about their relationship.

Sure, they hadn't thrown themselves at each other in the common room for ages now, after Professor McGonagall came in to announce some changes in the Gryffindor's timetable and had caught them at it. Harry hadn't been able to catch Professor McGonagall's eye for the next 2 weeks without cracking up laughing. He suppressed a smile when he remembered the look on Ron's face when he realised who had entered the common room.

"Yeah, well at least Ron managed to get himself a decent girlfriend who doesn't throw herself at every other male she sees, huh Malfoy? Where's Parkinson these days Malfoy? Gone to throw herself at Zabini instead? How long did it take for you to realise? You do know she's just using you right? When are you finally going to dump her?"

Malfoy looked annoyed for a moment, but managed to put his face back in to his usual sneer.

"Hey, Scar-head, but a least I have a girlfriend. What about you?"

"What about me, Malfoy?" Harry was confused. Where was the conversation going?

"Oh, come on, Potty. What about you, as in have you stopped bawling your eyes out over that Ravenclaw girl yet? Cho was it?"

Harry didn't know how to retort. His brain was all cluttered up, He had had a crush on Cho for what seems like forever now, but after seeing her dance with Cedric a the Yule ball, and seeing how infatuated with him Cho seemed, and after a mere 5 days after Cedric's death, she began dating Anthony Goldstein and Justin Flinch-fletchly and even dating Neville Longbottom, Harry had to admit he'd hadn't seen her in the same light.

"Ha! I got you there didn't I, Potter? I would give up on her if I was you. That girl Weasley seems alright, though, and you know she likes you."

"Shut up, Malf- wait, what?" Harry was so sure that he hadn't heard that last bit correctly.

Draco Malfoy, the person who had made most of his time here a living hell, was giving him advice on girls? He never thought he'd see the day.

"Good lord potty, has all the praise from been Dumbledore's favourite ruined your ears?

I said give up on Cho already, if she wanted to see you, she'd come to you. Go date Weasley's sister.

She seems alright. Well, I can't talk to you all day; I've got a quidditch meeting. See you, Potty."

And with that Draco turned on his heel and walked away.

Harry's mouth fell open and just openly gaped at Malfoy as he walked away.

What the hell just happened?