Hey, so this is my first Harry Potter fanfic and well this is a Christmas pressie for my mate LeahPoll. To be honest I haven't read the HP books in many a year and I usually write Hannibal fanfics so please don't kill me if this is utterly disastrous :/

Disclaimer: I sadly don't own anything except the O/Cs... The rest is the creation of our Queen J... God Bless her (Sniffles) She gave me a great childhood... Anyways...

Draco sighed as he dropped onto the green leather sofa of the Slytherin common room. He ran a strong hand through his blonde hair. How could I let this happen? I've… I've fallen for a… a GRYFFINDOR! He put his head in his hands; a few of his golden locks fell out of place.

"Draco?"

He felt a hand lightly touch his shoulder and he looked up at the seventh year girl with flowing blonde hair and steely blue eyes. She sat down next to him, placing her hand gently on his muscular thigh.

"Draco, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Chase. I'm fine…" She laughed.

"Draco Malfoy! I haven't seen you like this since you were first thinking about what to say when you asked me out! Who is it?"

Draco rolled his eyes, Little miss Holly Chase, brilliant at potions and the dark arts. She had recently moved from Durmstrang, she had hated being the only girl there and made that well known to everybody in the school. It was rumoured that she had dated Viktor Krum and still kept an… intimate correspondence with him.

"Draco if you don't tell me I'll just have to figure it out by myself…" She teased; levitating a mug of freshly brewed Butterbeer from Goyle's hand and offered it to Malfoy. He looked up at her, his eyes narrowing slightly before he accepted it, leaning back into the relaxing leather.

"Now, Draco… who is it?" He sighed, taking a swig of the Butterbeer before placing it on the dark wood coffee table. Chase laughed when he looked back at her, the froth covering his upper lip.

"Haha, don't drink anymore Draco… you might get a beard like Dumbledore!"

"Look, Holly, do you want to hear what happened or not?"

He snapped. She stayed silent, handing him a handkerchief so that he could wipe the froth moustache from his upper lip and then she could actually take him seriously.

" I was sitting out on the grass by the quidditch pitch, just sitting there trying to perfect this spell when this Gryffindor waltzed over to me and executed the spell perfectly… she offered to help me with it. I had to agree…"

His voice lowered a few decibels.

"You can keep this secret?"

"Always."

"I had to agree this Gryffinfdor, she had medium length cherry red hair and deep brown eyes. They… it was like they reflected your soul and that she could see everything you had ever done or felt. She's a brilliant witch as well… As much as Granger!"

"Wait! Are you on about Leah Shepard?"

"Y…yes, do you know her?"

"Of course, she's in my potions class. Wait! Malfoy, do you? No….you can't love her, your father would hear about it and disown you! He would never allow you to date a Gryffindor, let alone a half-blood."

Draco lowered his eyes to the floor, not wanting to make eye contact with Holly anymore. He felt ashamed, he felt unworthy…

"Draco?" Her voice was soft and he looked into her eyes. "Draco, if you truly love her then go to her tonight. I can distract Professor Snape and get you out of the common room but you have to do the rest."

"What do I do?"

"Write her a note, I'm having a duelling session with her in about an hour, I can give it to her then."

He nodded and said,

"Why are you doing this for me?"

"Because I know how sweet you can really be and if you love her than you'll treat her right. No matter what anybody tells you to do, you'll look after her."

She stood when she noticed Professor Slughorn enter the room and walked over to him, chatting indistinctly about potions and anything else she could think of.

"Professor Snape!" He turned around sharply, his cloak whisking around, it reminded her of Lucius Malfoy's hair.

"What is it! Oh, Chase… what do you need?"

"Oh, well, sir… I was just wondering if…."

Draco poked his head around the dungeon door and smiled when he saw Holly effectively capturing Snape's attention. He ran down the corridors towards the secret passage that lead to the seventh floor. Upon reaching it he entered the room of requirement, feeling slightly apprehensive of what he was about to do.

He walked into the room and saw Shepard laying languidly on the sofa, her body turned towards the fire and her mind enraptured in her current book. He coughed lightly and her head jerked up.

"Erm.. Malfoy, hey… I mean… What did you want?"

He walked towards her purposefully, kneeling down in front of the sofa. He grasped the back of her neck, twisting her hair between his fingers and whispered, "You." Before kissing her passionately on the lips, tasting her and nipping at her bottom lip. She began to eagerly respond to his advances, her hands making their way to his chest, pulling frantically at his tie, loosening it so as to easily slip it over his head. She discarded it on the armchair next to them, then did the same with his shirt. All the while she responded to his kiss, he started to slow down, his mouth leaving her own and trailing down her neck, placing small, warm kisses along her neck. He rested his head in the crook of her neck.

"Draco?" He looked up at her.

"Thank you."

So, please review and tell me what you think... remember... I'm a Hannibal fanficer, so please don't kill me if this is utterly terrible...