Like I need another story on my hands...this just wouldn't leave me alone. I own nothing.

"Come off it you lazy git! We're late to dinner and you know Molly doesn't take to tardiness at meal times!"

Those bright green orbs met my own as I took in his disheveled appearance. I raised an eyebrow as he crossed the room to my bed. Falling down beside me he ran his fingers up my arm.

"You alright? You seemed pretty far off. I could tell Molly you're not feeling we—"

"She'll want to check and make sure I didn't have fever. Go on down, tell her I'm sleeping, and don't worry about me."

I hated how his eyes seemed as if they could read me to my core. He knew I was keeping something from him—my current love interest. He sighed and sat up before giving me one last smile—half heartedly—and exited the room, leaving me to my thoughts once again.

Two years ago Harry Potter defeated Tom Riddle. Three years ago Harry Potter befriended Draco Malfoy. Six months ago, Draco Malfoy fell in love with Harry Potter. I glared at the crumpled bit of parchment that had those words written in girly script. She didn't have to leave that under my pillow, what if he had seen it?! She got a kick out of my emotional turmoil, she and that oaf of a fiancé.

"Now I wonder what has got you so preoccupied you'd send ickle Harry all the way downstairs alone, when you could keep him all to yourself up here?"

I threw the crumpled parchment at my intruder as they let it bounce off and onto the floor.

"You didn't knock, it's rude to just enter a room without permission."

"You're meant to be asleep."

She just smirked before joining me on the bed. She pulled me down onto my back and pointed her wand at the ceiling, causing to take the view of the sunset off the coast of some beach.

"I don't know why you think you can't talk to him about it. You're on the same team. No one would think anything of it; in fact, I know a few who would say it's about time."

I crossed my arms over my chest; she does this every time she comes in here.

"I'll have you know he drunkenly confessed last night that I'm closer to him than Ron, I'm like a brother. A bloody brother! Granted Ron's like a brother but that's not what I want!"

She merely giggled at me before turning on her side and throwing an arm over me. Her blue eyes danced with amusement. I hated it when she did this. I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair.

"Oh Draco, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you fuss over it."

I stood and looked at her before going over to the window.

"Gin, I can't do it."

"You already live together."

I felt her behind me as she wrapped her arms around my waist. She pressed her cheek to my shoulder and started swaying us back and forth as I kept my gaze on the park across the street.

"Draco, you're in love and nothing wi—"

We both turned around at the sound of the door being flung open and a wide-eyed Harry stood with a tray of food.

"Oh that's so sweet of you Harry! I've already eaten, but I'm sure you and Draco could enjoy a nice meal together."

I noticed the faintest of color bloom across his face as she withdrew her arms from around me. She leant up to place a kiss to my cheek before making her way out; we'd have to talk later. She patted Harry's arse on the way out.

"I, you don't mind if we eat up here do you?"

"We?"

He nodded as he closed the door with his foot and moved towards me. He placed the tray on his bed and offered me a plate. I took it and sat on my bed. He scooted back and sat cross-legged on his bed as he dug into his sandwich.

"I'm not coming back with you tonight."

He choked on his sandwich as he met my gaze. I merely glanced back out the window. I didn't know where I was going but I didn't want to be so close, yet so far from him. I couldn't do this anymore. Perhaps Gin was right, I should just do something about it—no, it'd ruin everything we've built.

"Why?"

I rolled my eyes—habit mostly, but I knew it hurt him.

"I've been owling someone and we decided to finally meet in person later on tonight. Don't wait up for me if I do come back."

I quickly got to my feet and left with a resounding crack. I took in the familiar sight of my childhood room before bolting out the door and down to the small conservatory where I knew my mother would be.

"Again, Draco, must you do this every time?"