AN: This isnt a very good fanfic but I had the idea and wanted to write it down. Contructiive critisism is would be greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesnt belong to me. (Now I understand why authors always freak out at the disclaimers. *sigh*)
Harry was running, rushing to get to his destination. The atmosphere in the magical world was getting tense. Voldemort was getting more powerful and the search for the Horcruxes has reached Hogwarts. Preparations for the battle of the century were being made.
It was dark; the only light that lit up the dark corridor of Hogwarts was the moonlight. He heard sounds as he paused at an empty classroom. It sounded like two people were arguing inside it.
"Draco, please don't leave."
"You know I have to, Pansy. You know I have to."
At this point, Harry was shocked that Pansy Parkinson was crying. He'd never seen a Slytherin cry before. He was even more shocked that Malfoy could ever say a sentence without being arrogant or rude.
"Why? Why do you have to? What ties you down?"
"I… I must help the Dark Lord with his vision."
"Why? You don't even agree what he's doing. I know you to well, don't try to deny that you only insult Granger and Weasely to keep your father happy. Everything you do is to make your father happy."
"I…"
"Please stay with me. We can hide until it is all over. We can even forget about the magical world and live as muggles. Please Draco, stay…for me."
"I love you Pansy but..." He said with more pain in his eyes than I have ever seen. "…I have to go." Malfoy took her arm and pulled her into a desperate kiss. Harry hid as he saw Malfoy start to run to the door.
Harry should have attacked Malfoy then. He'll let him off for now. He hasn't forgiven Malfoy for the verbal abuse his friends suffered, but he thought that Malfoy deserved a little more peace before the fight starts. In fact, everyone does.