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A/N: here's the next chapter!

Love Blooms from Secrets

Ch. 2 Draco's Secret

Draco was the king of Slytherin. And not any king, he was THE king. All of Slytherin thought he was THE perfect role model. Sexy, athletic, smart, rich, and so on.

What everyone didn't know was that Draco cried himself to sleep every night. Of course, he silenced his bed so no one would hear him.

What Draco cried about, only he and a few select people knew. Actually, it was only one other person.

Because of this, he often wandered the corridors at night even though it was against the rules. The Room of requirement had become a second home to him seeing as he spent countless nights there, trying to force the painful memories out of his head.

That night, he was comforted with the thought that he wasn't the only one that was drowning in tears and painful memories. That Mudblood, Granger, had been swimming in tears both times he saw her that night though there were considerably less tears the second time.

In order to push his past away, he had developed a hobby, or obsession, that would keep his mind from his past and hide his true self from the world. Ever since the start of his sixth year, he had laid one girl a night.

He didn't even know most of their names. Most just wanted a night of pleasure and they got it with him. Thus started the rule of the Slytherin Sex God.

By his seventh year, Draco Malfoy even had a waiting list. Every single night for the next three months was booked up. Some Gryffindors like Lavender Brown even signed up.

His assignments (as he called them) were usually over by ten at night and that was when his past started to creep up on him once again. He would wander the hallways in a daze, trapped in his memories.

He needed someone to talk to. Someone to tell. Someone to Comfort him.

When this angel would come and rescue him in his world of darkness, he never knew. He was swimming in a pool of hate, pain, and misery with no lifeguard to save him.

"Come on, Draco!"

"NEVER DO THAT—"

"I-I…Don't know"

"We're relying on you Draco!"

"help…help…"

Draco was lost in his own memories, not knowing when he would resurface. He had left the world of reality and didn't even realize that someone was staring at him. Asking him what was wrong. He didn't live in that world anymore.

A/N: Yeah, sorry about the cliffy…Anyway, I think this story is doing pretty well. PLEASE review. It's not that hard…there's a little button in that corner for you to push. You know you want to push it…