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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in the Harry Potter books. Or any of the locations or.... Ok, let's put it this way I don't own much.

Chapter 1

Torturing Memories

The 16-year-old ran his long fingers through his peroxide hair in annoyance. A look of frustration was plastered on his features. He had just received a letter from his girlfriend, Pansy. The pair had only been together a short while but already he was beginning to feel tied down. Pansy always insisted they do things together, which was fine as long as those things didn't involve going shopping for the latest wizard fashions or reading up on the most romantic restaurants, which it usually did.

Thank god for the holidays, Draco thought. At least for those three sweet months the Malfoy heir could completely forget about the clingy girl he'd stupidly asked out to the last Hogsmeade weekend of term. Whatever had possessed him to give her his ring!!! It was a mistake really, it was their second week second day and twenty-second minute anniversary and he'd forgotten. Pansy being the overly obsessed freak that she was had ordered a singing telegram who stormed into the middle of Potions class to recite her undying love for Draco. Draco shook his head at the memory.

It had been a beautiful day. The sun was shining and the birds were singing. Draco could think of about three thousand places he's rather be than in the dungeons of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry about to start double potions. The fact that damned Potter had chosen to sit his big, fat, scarred, black- haired head right in front of him didn't help! 'Now I'll have the privilege of staring at that orphaned freak's dandruff-filled head for the next two hours!' he seethed. His two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle sat beside Draco playfully slugging each other over the head with their cauldrons and Pansy was on his other side. It was a normal start to potions.

Snape had his usual entrance, lots of shouts and sneers in Harry's direction and the lesson began. The class was making a big-headed tonic, which causes even the humblest of wizards to brag about themselves.

"Obviously we won't be testing our concoctions on Potter because I seriously doubt that that head of his can grow any larger," Snape explained while circling the cauldrons where the students were working vigorously.

Draco couldn't help but snigger at this comment, "Too true," he agreed, "Too true." Neville Longbottom's potion was acting in quite an alarming manner. It was emitting sparks. This had a great deal to do with Draco dropping fragments of fire stone into Neville's cauldron every time he passed to go to the ingredients storeroom, which was quite often.

"Longbottom, another pathetic attempt at a simple potion!" Snape snapped as he dipped his finger into Neville's cauldron. Draco chuckled under his breath. "I do not believe that I..." Snape began, but was cut off by a strange noise from outside the door of the dungeon. Every head in the room turned as huge pink heart with arms, legs and a balding head burst through the door.

The heart was singing, dancing and holding a huge pink card and flowers. Quite effortlessly (which is a miracle in itself for a man of that size) the man in the heart suit pranced over to the stunned Draco. 'Oh god...' thought Draco as the heart presented him with the rose and card with a quadruple sized moving photo of Pansy on the front. The smiling heart tooted his harmonica and began singing in a heavy Spanish accent.

Draco,

Oh Sweet Draco,

My life is warmer everyday

Draco

Oh sweet Draco,

Being with you is where I'll stay

These two weeks, two days and twenty-two minutes,

Have been the best I've ever had

Draco

Oh Sweet Draco

If you want to propose you better ask my Dad

The room was silent. Jaws dropped like dominos. The shade of red that Malfoy turned put the Weasleys to shame. The only faces in the room that weren't stunned were those of the huge heart and Pansy. Pansy ran across the dungeon floor and threw her arms around Draco's neck.

"Oh Sweetie, I hope you liked it," Pansy gushed, hanging off Draco's neck like a toddler. Draco said nothing, he was speechless. Suddenly, laughter erupted from his classmates. Harry was rolling helplessly on the floor, tears of laughter pouring down his cheeks. The man in the heart costume chose then to leave the dungeon. Not before tripping over a cauldron first. Causing everyone, especially Harry to roar with even more laughter.

"So, Draco what are you going to give me?" Pansy teased.

Draco shuddered at the 'oh too recent' memory. In shock, he'd given Pansy his Malfoy crest ring. In a way, just to shut her up. She'd taken it, thinking it was a sign of his love for her.

Draco looked down at the letter written in Pansy's annoyingly neat cursive that he held in his hands. He knew what he would do. He'd meet Pansy in Diagon Alley just as she asked, but there he'd break up with her. Yeah, that's what he'd do. End it before a new school year began. A fresh start.

Determined, Draco picked up his cloak and left Malfoy Manor. Ripping up Pansy's note as he walked in the direction of London.