(A.N/ Me and my close friend wrote this the same night Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince came out, after being disspaointed with the lack of Draco,

But did anyone else think he looked hot when he pulled off his sweater vest? or like the fact that he wore suits and ties? )

Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter, or any of the characters besides Jaycie Gray.

Fanfic

Draco's POV

Draco Malfoy trembled with anxiety he cautiously opened the cabinet door. There, the apple sat, exactly as he had placed it. He grabbed for it, and to his shock and suprise, a large chunk was missing from the side.

Angrily, he slammed the cabinet door, and spun on his heel. He smashed the apple against the wall with such force, it was smashed into pulp. He shook his hand from the pain. Borgin would be getting a letter.

Jaycie's POV

Jaycie Gray looked around the common room. She recieved some welcoming smiles, but they were cancelled out from the glares she was getting from the female Slytherin population. She saw a guy walking towards her with a smile on his face.

"How did I get into Slytherin?" She asked herself, dodging the guy and leaving the room. "Im the daughter of Luke and Sara Gray, famous Order members, how could I be in this situation?"

Soon she was out of the common room, and into the dark dungeon corridors. She looked around, there was no one. She closed her eyes and concentrated, she her body morph.

In her place now, was a sleek black cat with bright amber eyes. She speant hours exploring her new surroundings, she was in a dark corridor when she heard footsteps approaching. She quickly sat, and curled her tail over her paws. She lifted one,and to her disgust, licked it. She had to act like a normal cat.

It was a boy, or a young man, you could say. He was visibly angered, and his cheeks were stained with tears. He sat against the far wall. It was one in the morning, Jaycie had no idea why he was here at this time of night. He burried his face in his arms, and she walked forward, trying to be quiet. But he heard her.

He held out a hand, his other arm was across his drawn up knees. She walked forward to meet his fingertips, he smiled slightly, and lifted his head as he stoked her.

He had dark silver eyes, still full of tears, and platinum blonde hair. She purred, and rubbed against his shins, but let out a suprised howl when his hands gently wrapped around her and he lifted her into his lap. He hugged her, her warmth and purrs conforted him. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he put her down.

She jumped backas he stood. She folllowed him back to the common room. He went in with a last glance at her, and the wall sealed behind him. She waited a few minutes before morphing back to human form, and then she followed. The common room was empty. She quietly made her way to her room.

Draco's POV

Draco writhed in his bed. He had private bed chambers, so no one could hear his cries of fear and agony. His dream was vivid, memories of the times he had been tortured by his fellow death eaters and Lord Voldemort himself.

"You must do it, young Malfoy, youve been chosen by the dark Lord himself!" Fenrir Greyback growled. He pointed his wand at Dracos neck, "And you must not defy the dark lord!" He added.

Draco glared. "Its rubbish! All of it! Dumbledore is too powerful, I cannot and WILL NOT kill him!"

Fenrir simply smiled, "Crucio!"

Dracos world exploded in pain. Suddenly it stopped as fast as it started. Images of the amber eyed black cat filled his dream, calming him and settling him into a sound sleep.

Draco woke early the next morning, fully rested and feeling refreshed. He showered and put on a black suit with a matching tie. He did his hair, and made his way to the common room, where he was ambushed by Pansy.

"Jaycie, come meet Draco!" She exclaimed.

He looked around and saw no one. Pansy turned and ran over to a large statue of Salazar Slytherin by the entrance, where she grabbed hold of the girls arm and dragged her over.

The girl wore black jeans and a pale blue t-shirt. Her thick black hair hung wavy around her shoulders, and she refused to meet his eyes, but when she lifted her gaze, he had to stiffle a gasp. She had piercing amber eyes that seemed strangely familiar, he gave her a curt nod and fled the room.

Once outside, he sucked in a deep breath. Those eyes, those amber eyes, they were very familiar, but he couldnt put the pieces together.

Jaycie's POV

Jaycie stood in potions class. She was at a table with Pansy, and a boy named Blaise. She felt eyes on her, all looked around. It was Draco, he kept glancing over at her.

"He knows," She thought, "He knows, and Im busted!"

"Careful dear!" Professor Slughorn exclaimed, "Your chopping your roots too small, your potion wont have the right color if they arent the right sizes!" He laughed.

She cursed under her breath, and waved her wand to clean up the mess she made. She started over with the feeling of being watched, as the eyes glanced at her again.

It was midnight. Jaycie prowled the dungeon in her cat form. She felt more like herself at night. She stuck to the shadows, avoiding teachers and late night lovers at all costs. She suddenly she saw Draco emerge from the dorm. He had a flustered look, and something in his pocket was wiggling.

He strode with purpose up the stairs, and she followed him, half scared and half wondering where he was going. They stopped on the fifth door. She watched as he paced by a wall, muttering under his breath.

Suddenly, a large oak door appaeared. He opened it and it took Jaycie a split second to decide. She pelted ofrweard, and was inside the door before he closed it.

Once inside, the door disapeared. The large room was filled to the roof with misceleneous objects. She saw Draco standing beside a large a large black cabinet, shaking as he pulled at the handle. Out of his pocket, he pulled a small, strugling white bird, and plaed in the cabinet, and she watched as he closed the door.

Jaycie crawled under a nearby table, and waited for something to happen. He said a spell, which she couldnt hear. He opened the door, and from what Jaycie could see, there was no more bird. He shut the door.

He took a breath, mumbled something else, and reopened the door. He let out an angry grunt, and punched at the metal cabinet. She mewed loudly, leaving her cover. Tears were welling in his eyes from frustration as he cradled his bleeding hand.

"Followed me did you, Cat." He snapped, he reached into the cabinet, and withdrew the now dead bird. He threw it at her.

It hit her in the side. She hissed, insulted.

"Youre a cat, eat it!" He mumbled. He pulled out his wand, pointed it at his hands and said, "Scourgify." The blood was siphoned off.

He sat down and waited for her to come closer. He pulled her into his lap and patted her head.

"Im sorry," He said, "Its just not working, and I dont know if I can go through with it, I have alot on my mind, I think I might like this girl. . . "

She looked up into his eyes, curiously. Mistake.

"Those eyes!" He exclaimed.

She hissed and leapt out of his lap. She ran towards the wall, a cat door appeared, and she pushed her way though. She ran all the way back to the

common room, her heart beating faster than she thought was possible.

(A.N/ REVEIW REVEIW REVEIW)