Here is my second multi-chaptered story! It's been a while since I finished Another Side of Draco Malfoy, so it's about time I made another one.

In this story, Severus Snape and Remus Lupin didn't die. Just thought I'd point that out. Oh, and sometimes in this I'll be changing perspective: If I'm talking about a single person and they're point of view, then them and their friends will be called by their first names, while others aren't. For example, "Harry looked at Malfoy and his cookies. He suddenly felt sorry for Ron, whom had no cookies,". If I'm talking about several people, then I'll most likely be calling them all by their first names. I hope you understand.

Warning: This story does contain homosexuality. If you have any problems against this, then I recommend leaving and finding a different story to read. Thank you.

You are my Hope

Chapter One - Back to Hogwarts

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the war was over.

People could finally breathe out now they were not in danger of the Dark Lord, and they could live their lives without the worry of their world being taken over by someone so evil. There was still the odd few that were on the dark who, out of their loyalty to Voldemort, tried to act out their own evil deeds, but they never got very far and most were soon caught and sent to Azkaban.

Many seventh year students were suggested to go back to Hogwarts for their "eighth year", as they missed out on a lot of their education. Not all took them on their offer, in fact, it was only a far few as some of them seemed to think that they were fine with their education already, and some also didn't want to go back due to memories of their horrific last year.

The ones who did go back were very enthusiastic about doing so, and wanted to make the most of their last year at Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall, the newly appointed headmistress, welcomed them all back gladly, even those who were once Death Eaters and had been cleared. She believed in second chances, especially for those who had no choice for their fate in the war.

Harry, Ron and Hermione relaxed on the Hogwarts Express as it took them to their final year of their education. As they had spent their seventh year on the run, hunting for the dreaded Horcruxes, they obviously had missed out. Even if Ron and Harry wouldn't have liked to go back, Hermione wouldn't have taken no for an answer and would have dragged them by their cloaks onto the Hogwarts Express. Harry and Ron didn't mind going back one bit though, and Harry was looking forward to a year without Voldemort. Or trying to be killed by a basilisk. Or being convinced a madman who broke out of Azkaban was trying to kill him. Or being forced to enter a life-threatening tournament, and many other general things that he had to deal with over the years. No, he wanted a completely normal school year, thank you very much.

Like that's going to happen... Said a small other part of his brain.

He sighed, rested against the chair, and put his feet up in front of him. He smiled at Ron and Hermione cuddled up on the seat opposite him.

"What are you smiling at?" Ron questioned. Harry's grin grew slightly, and he shrugged his shoulders.

"I just think you two are really sweet together. That's all. It's about time too," he said. They both smiled back at him, with a blush forming on both of their cheeks slightly.

"Thank you, Harry," they chorused. They were silent for a few moments, and simply took in the nice feeling of being on their school train once again. It was something small, yet it was so lovely to be back there after such a long and tough year previously.

"Isn't it wonderful to be going back to Hogwarts again? I honestly can't wait to get back there," Hermione sighed happily.

"Yeah, it is great to be going back. How many eighth years do you think there will be? I haven't seen a lot of them yet," Harry pondered. Ron and Hermione shrugged.

"No idea really. I've seen Neville, Dean and Sheamus around, but I've not caught anyone else yet. Saying that, we did go straight onto the train and into a compartment, so I guess we didn't get the chance," Ron said. Hermione nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, that's true. I think I did see Justin too, from Hufflepuff, but I'm not too sure," she said. "I guess we'll just find out when we get there."

"Speaking of which, we better get there soon, I'm bloody starving! I didn't eat a lot for breakfast!" Ron exclaimed. Hermione shook her head and smirked at him.

"Honestly Ronald, is food all you ever think about? And you had plenty enough for breakfast!"

"'Mione, you should know by now that there isn't really ever a time Ron doesn't think about food. And Ron can never have "plenty enough", he always wants more no matter how much he has!" Harry exclaimed. The three of them burst out laughing over how funnily true Harry's words actually were. They only calmed down from their laughter when their compartment door opened, and Ginny Weasley poked her head inside.

"Hey, guys. Room for one more?" she asked.

"Of course, come on in, Ginny," Hermione said. Harry and Ron smiled and nodded at her in greeting. Her and Harry, to both of their relief, were still friends after they had broken up a couple of weeks after they got back together. Harry had sat her down and told her he thought his love for her was more of the kind of love one would have for a sister, and Ginny simply nodded in understanding, smiled, and said she felt the same way about him. It was lucky for both of them that they saw each other as friends more than a couple.

"How does it feel to be back on this train again then, eh?" she asked with a wink.

"Just... Amazing," Harry said simply.

"Yeah, it's going to be great to be back there," Hermione sighed, and leant back further into Ron's arm around her shoulders.

"This year, we shouldn't have any... Uh... Problems, either. We can just make the most of it," Ron said, relieved." Ginny grinned in understanding.

"Yeah, I definitely see where you're coming from there. It's been one thing after the other with you three, especially Harry,"

"I wonder how it'll be for us, though? I mean, is there room for an extra year? Well, I know that there aren't too many of us, but it's still a thought," Hermione said.

"I haven't thought of that, actually," Harry said thoughtfully.

"How many are there of you, then?" Ginny asked. The three of then shrugged.

"We've got no idea. We've seen Neville, Dean, Sheamus and Justin so far, but no one else," Ron told her.

"Really? I can imagine they'll be more than that. I saw Malfoy, Parkinson and Zabini in a carriage together on the way here, just so you know," she informed them. Ron groaned hid his face into Hermione's shoulder.

"Oh great, we have to spend a year with that bloody prat..." he moaned.

"Come on Ron, he's not how he used to be," Hermione said, sighing.

"He did help us out in the war, after all. He has changed quite a bit," Harry said, as much as he hated to admit.

"Well, yeah, I suppose... It's just... It's Malfoy!" he blurted.

"Oh dear, Ron," Hermione sighed, shaking her head.

"I wonder what he is going to be like this year, actually..." Harry said thoughtfully.

"Who cares? It's Malfoy!" Ron exclaimed. Hermione laughed, and shook her head at him.

"Yes, you've said that already Ron," she said with another chuckle. Harry laughed too, but his mind was focused on the blonde enemy he had for all his years in Hogwarts.

"Welcome, everyone, to another year at Hogwarts!" Professor McGonagall announced after the sorting ceremony. Her voice was cheerful, and her head was held in high spirits. She clearly was proud to see Hogwarts back to it's previous state, and to be its headmistress.

"I need to first state that the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds to all students... And I mean, ALL students," she said with a look at the Golden Trio, who gazed back at her innocently. "I would like to welcome back Professor Remus Lupin, who will once again be taking the spot as your Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher!" the hall cheered as the Professor stood up and smiled. Professor Lupin was by far the greatest DADA teacher most of the students had ever had.

"Next, I would like to introduce you to your new Transfiguration teacher, as I am now unavailable for the job after becoming headmistress. I would like you to kindly welcome Professor Louise Shadow!"

The students applauded their new teacher as she stood up and smiled at them. She was young, rather small, and had shoulder-length, choppy, crimson hair. She was very pretty, and seemed quite more edgy and unique than most teachers.

"Yes, a big welcome to Professor Shadow. I would also like to say that this year, we will be joined by what we have called 'eighth years'. These are students who decided to come back after missing out on a lot of their education last year. I don't want anyone treating them differently. They are here for the same reason as the rest of you; to get their education. I would like to ask these eighth years to please stay behind after the feast so I can talk to you all privately. Anyway, that is all I have to say for now. Welcome to another school year, and let us enjoy our first feast!" she announced, and with a clap of her hands, the four tables were filled with all of the delicious food that Hogwarts had to offer. Ron smiled happily, and piled his plate as if his life depended on it. Harry and Hermione chuckled at him as they took their time filling their own plates.

"Boy, have I missed this food!" Ron said with a look of pure bliss on his face after he took his first bite out of a drumstick.

"At least you have the manners now to finish your mouthful before you speak. That was awful," Hermione said. Harry chuckled and nodded in agreement.

"Don't say that, he'll start it again!" Ginny said hurriedly, looking down the table at them. The three of them laughed, well, Ron kind of smiled and almost choked on the food he had shovelled in his mouth after he had finished talking, anyway. Hermione sighed at her boyfriend.

"My lord, you would think you haven't eaten in days."

"You know I still love you more, 'Mione," he said with a wink after he swallowed his mouthful. She smiled and gave him a kiss on his lips. Harry chuckled and looked away from them for a minute to have a glance around the Hall. His gaze fell on the Slytherin table, where he caught a sight of the blonde hair of Draco Malfoy. He looked slightly irritated as Pansy Parkinson, his best friend, talked repeatedly to him, a smug grin on her face. She kept glancing over to Harry, he noticed. Ron snapped him out of his thoughts though.

"You alright, mate?" he asked.

"Yeah, fine. I was just distracted." Harry replied. His eyes glanced back again at the Slytherins once more. This time, Malfoy was looking a little bit red and had his head in his hands, while Parkinson was laughing. Shrugging, Harry focused once more on his food and his friends.

"Thank you for staying behind, everyone," Professor McGonagall said as the eighth years walked over to her after their meal. Harry looked around at his fellow students. There weren't as many as he thought they'd be, for some reason. Perhaps they had already got enough of an education. "You have probably been wondering how this is going to work with you all. Of course, we've had people stay behind an extra year, but never quite this many. So, we decided, as you are all older and of age by now, you deserve a bit more privacy than the rest of the students. Even though you will still be in your own houses, you will all be sharing a tower between you all," she ignored the groans that some of the students made and continued. "I think this will help build some relationships between the houses, instead of you all just keeping to yourselves in your houses. Now, if you would all care to follow me, I will take you there and explain more to you once we arrive," she said, and walked forward. The eighth years followed her, and all immediately starting murmuring to each other about having to share a tower with the other houses.

"Malfoy! We will have to share a dormitory with Malfoy!" Ron groaned.

"Come on Ron, it's not that bad. We might get our own rooms anyway," Hermione told him. Ron sighed in relief.

"I sure hope so, I wouldn't be able to stand being in the same room as that git!" he complained.

"By that, I think you would mean me, Weasley?"

The three of them turned to see Draco, Pansy and Blaise standing behind them. Draco chuckled and smirked at him.

"Mind you, I don't exactly mind too much about this little... Arrangement. Might be a nice change, eh Pansy?" he drawled, turning to her. This seemed to have a different meaning to Pansy, as she giggled.

"Oh Draco. Bless your heart," she cooed at him.

"I cannot believe I am friends with you two. I am going to drown in the amount of Hufflepuff that is seeping out of you both," Blaise muttered. Pansy and Draco laughed, and they walked in front of the Golden Trio, who had slowed down a little.

"What was that all about?" Harry asked his friends.

"No idea, mate," Ron said, shrugging his shoulders. Hermione just simply looked thoughtful, though she did not say anything.

Soon enough, they arrived at the portrait of their new common room. It was one of a beautiful, tall, pale woman, with long black hair and a black flowing dress.

"Password?" she asked.

"Unitàte," Professor McGonagall said. The woman nodded and opened up the entrance.

"What does 'unitàte' mean?" Ron asked.

"Unity. Looks like she's sticking with the whole inter-house relationship theme," said the voice of Draco to the right of them. Ron frowned in confusion, but then saw Blaise nodding in understanding and realised he must have asked the same thing.

"There you go, Ron," Harry said with a chuckle. Ron rolled his eyes as they entered their new common room. There were several gasps of astonishment at the beauty of the room. It was very large, and seemed to be in a very black and white sort of theme. The carpet was black, with a rug by the fireplace which were the colours of the four houses. Cream coloured sofas and armchairs contrasted beautifully with the darkness of the floor. The walls were painted white, and black curtains hung on windows with white frames. There were some black and white bean bags in the corner, and a huge black bookcase stood against one wall. One look at Hermione, and you could tell straight away that she was longing to browse through the glorious selection of novels.

"Yes, it is quite lovely, isn't it? So, this is where you shall be staying. We have worked it out so you all have lessons together, so it doesn't clash with the other years' lessons. Oh, and you will also be sharing a room with one other person only. You don't get to choose, I have chosen them for you. You may not necessarily be with your friends, but if you are not, then I believe that it is time to make new friends. I have written on a piece of parchment who you will be sharing a room with. Then, you will walk up those stairs -" she pointed at a staircase at the other end of the room, "- and on the doors are your names. Find where you are staying, and then... Well, settle in. Have fun," she ended with a wink. She pointed at a piece of parchment pinned to the announcement board, and left. The students paused, then hurried over to see who they were sharing a room with.

Hannah Abbot - Susan Bones

Michael Corner - Justin Finch-Fletchley

Sheamus Finnigan - Dean Thomas

Gregory Goyle - Ronald Weasley

Neville Longbottom - Blaise Zabini

Theodore Nott - Millicent Bulstrode

Pansy Parkinson - Hermione Granger

Harry Potter - Draco Malfoy

There was a couple of cheers, a few groans, and the rest stayed silent, unsure of what to make of their situation. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and sighed.

"Bloody typical that is, isn't it?" Ron muttered. Hermione nodded, though turned to the giggling form of Pansy Parkinson standing next to Malfoy and Zabini, and raised one eyebrow.

"At least Goyle doesn't seem utterly mental at the moment. I'm going to have to find out what's going on between those three," Hermione said quietly.

"It's just so bloody typical that Professor McGonagall would put me with Malfoy, isn't it?" Harry mumbled.

"At least he has some brains, I guess. Goyle is completely clueless," Ron said, glancing over at the trio of Gregory Goyle, Theodore Nott and Millicent Bulstrode.

"Are you saying you prefer Malfoy to Goyle there, Ron?" Harry asked with mock astonishment.

"Well, yeah, I guess. I don't know. I would probably complain either way."

"Fair enough," Harry chuckled.

"Come on, we better get going to our rooms. I wonder how long I can last with her," Hermione said, and she stepped forward to the stairs. Ron and Harry reluctantly followed. There was a corridor at the top of the stairs, and another staircase further down. The three of them looked for their doors. Ron and Harry didn't find theirs, but Hermione spotted her's close to the stairs.

"Well, I guess I'll see you to later," she said.

"Oh, hello, Granger!" Pansy said from behind the smaller girl. Hermione simply nodded and entered the room. Pansy turned to Ron and Harry, and winked. "Have fun, you two," she chuckled, and closed the door after she entered the room. Ron looked at Harry with a raised eyebrow.

"Hermione's right, she is mental," Ron said. They went up to the next floor, which had another four doors. Harry saw Malfoy opening a door further down.

"Well... See you then, Ron," Harry said awkwardly.

"Yeah... Bye," Ron replied, and he entered a room to his left. Harry walked over to his and Malfoy's room. Malfoy was taking his shoes off on his bed, which was covered in a silver and green cover, with the Slytherin curtains, while Harry's bed was the same in a Gryffindor fashion.

"Hello there, Potter." Malfoy greeted. Harry nodded and closed the door. He looked around and saw a long desk with two chairs in the room too. He sighed and sat down on his bed. It was good to be back at Hogwarts, but he wasn't too sure if what to make of this situation.

Draco watched Potter lean back into his bed, and close his eyes. Draco rolled his own eyes, picked up his scarf out of his trunk and threw it at Potter. He jolted upwards, looked at the scarf, and glared at Draco, who simply laughed.

"What was that for?" He demanded. Draco shrugged and smirked at him.

"Felt like it. I wouldn't want you to fall asleep in your robes now, would I?" He drawled, and reached over for his scarf. Potter handed it to him and leant back again, but didn't close his eyes. "Are you tired or something?" Draco asked.

"No. I'm just thinking," Potter replied.

"Of what?"

"Nothing."

Draco chuckled and got up off his bed. Potter looked up at him curiously.

"Where are you off to?" he questioned.

"The bathroom," Draco replied, pointing at a door on other side of the room. Potter looked at it, then back at Draco.

"I didn't see that there," Potter muttered, then went to his trunk and starting sorting through his school books. Draco went to his own trunk, took out his toiletries, and walked into the bathroom. He placed them neatly by the sink. He grinned at his reflection. I'm sharing a room with Draco Malfoy... He thought to himself. Pansy will want to hear literally everything he said tomorrow.

He turned and exited the bathroom to find Potter placing his books on one side of the desk.

"Quite spacious, isn't it?" Draco said as he got his own books out to place on the desk. Potter nodded slowly at him and sat back down on his bed, yawning as he did so. An awkward silence fell on the room before Potter spoke.

"I'm surprised, you know."

"What of?"

"That you haven't started a fight yet." Draco laughed and sat down on his own bed.

"Well, my mind isn't always focused on starting a fight when I'm with you, Potter."

"That's certainly a change," Potter mumbled, but Draco heard him clearly enough.

"No. It's not," Draco corrected him. Potter looked at him and opened his mouth to speak, but yawned instead. "We might as well get in bed. It's getting late, and you look shattered," Draco added. Potter nodded, got his pyjamas out of his trunk, and drew his curtains round his bed. Draco did the same, changed into them, and lay down his head on the pillow, suddenly exhausted.

"Goodnight, Potter," he whispered more to himself, and closed his eyes.

I actually had to type this all out on my phone, of all things.

Please review! They keep me motivated and make me post faster! Also, I want to know what you think so far. Thanks for reading!