A/N: To all the people who read 'The life of Hermione' Hiya Darlings!
To all the people who didn't read the life of Hermione DON'T READ IT
Hope all of you enjoy this fic!
Draco walked down the deserted corridor muttering to himself, he didn't know what time it was all he knew was that it was late, too late to be out of bed if you played by the rules. But Draco was a Malfoy he didn't play by the rules of Hogwarts; he didn't play by any rules, especially not his fathers. At that precise moment Draco's thoughts came to an abrupt stop, as did his body. He stood there for a few seconds staring at the strange figure sat on the floor cross-legged, his back to the blond slytherin.
It took Draco quite a long time to realise exactly who the hunched up figure was. The slytherin was about to take a step towards this person when the figure stood up quickly spun round and shouted
"What the hell is you doing here Malfoy?"
This time the slytherin did not hesitate; he stepped towards Harry and drew himself up to his full height.
"I'm walk-" Draco stopped mid-sentence, as he looked closer at Harry's face he noticed his face was tear stained and his emerald eyes still sparkled with tears "You've been crying Potter!" Draco said his voice a little softer this time.
"Yes I had noticed that Malfoy I don't need you to the obvious for me!" Harry was going to add an insult to this sentence but before he could he saw the hurt in Draco's eyes.
"Please don't bother insulting me I'll do it for you myself, Malfoy you're a stupid little brat and I wish you would die slowly and unnaturally painfully!" Draco said with an expression of utmost anger on his face.
"I wasn't going to say that!" said Harry, trying to sound concerned but sounding shocked instead.
"No, but you were thinking it!" At this Harry hung his head but when he looked up Draco was…smiling!
"So" Draco started "Are we just gonna stand here or are you gonna tell me why you were crying?"