I have no idea how long I laid there on the floor crying my eyes out. The fired had died down and was nothing more than glowing embers. I bet I looked like crap; I sure did feel like it. I conjured up a mirror and took a look at myself. It was horrible: my eyes were bloodshot and my face was red and tear-streaked. My hair was all over the place and my clothes were rumpled from being on the floor the entire time. I glanced down at my watch. It was three in the morning. I should get back to the tower. I didn't bother with cleaning myself up. No one would be awake to see me anyway.

I pushed open the door for the boys' dorm rooms. I heard the snores of my friends and walked in. I slowly made my way to my bed, trying not to trip over anything in the dark. I didn't want to wake them by turning on a light. I reached by bed without a problem. I sat down and moved to untie my shoes. I hadn't realized how close I was to the bedside table until I bumped by elbow on it. Before I could stop myself, I cursed out loud.

"Harry, is that you?" a voice asked from my left, where Seamus's bed was. Crap! Should I try and throw myself under the covers and pretend to be asleep? No, that would be too risky. And it might just cause more noise. Maybe if I stayed really still and quiet, he'll go back to sleep. I silently begged that he would go back to sleep.

A light turned on. Fuck. I stayed still anyway. Seamus still hadn't opened the curtains on his bed. Maybe he'll go back to sleep when he hears nothing more. I held my breath and stayed perfectly still so I wouldn't make any noise whatsoever. Please let him go back to sleep. Please let him go back to sleep. I heard the sound of the curtains being opened and froze. Crap, there was no way he wouldn't see me now.

"Oh my god! What happened?" Seamuse cried, hurrying over to my side. Today just wasn't my day. I turned my face away, trying to hide from him. But he grabbed me and forced me to look at him. "What happened? This Draco do this to you?"

I looked up into his concerned face and I lost it. I started crying again. I couldn't help it. Seamus pulled me into a tight hug and I cried into his shoulder. I didn't think it was possible, but I was crying again. You would think that by now, I had cried all the tears out already. But no, they just kept coming out.

Seamus hugged me tighter and rubbed soothing circles on my back. He had been one of the first people I had told about Draco. Actually, he was the first person I told. I was too afraid to go to Hermione and Ron and I just had to get it out. Seamus had been there for me. Hell, Seamus was also one of the reasons Draco and I got together. Draco had hurt me and Seamus had gone after him and had accidently blurted out my feelings. I would've been angry at him for spilling my secrets if it hadn't gotten me a date with the Slytherin.

"Potter, I'd like a word with you," I turned around and saw Draco. I gulped. Why did he want to talk to me? I looked around in hopes to find someone so he wouldn't kill me, but we were alone. Everyone had gone to Hogsmead. Crap. Draco started walking and I had no choice but to follow him.

Damn Seamus. I told him not to go after Draco, but he wouldn't listen. Just a few minutes ago, Draco and I had bumped into each other and got into another one of our regular fights. But this time, there was no audience so we didn't hold back. He had mentioned something about my parents and Sirius that left me on the brink of tears. I ran away from him and his laughing friends. The first person I bumped into was Seamus, who, being the protective friend he was, decided to go after Draco despite what I said.

"I heard an interesting fact from Finnegan," Draco spoke up after we were alone in an empty classroom. What did Seamus tell him? Draco leaned on one of the desks with his arms crossed. He looked relaxed, but I hated that look in his eyes. He was looking at me like he was trying to figure something out, like he knew something about me that I didn't know he knew. Oh what the hell did Seamus tell him?

"Really?" I fought to keep my voice even. The way he was looking at me was making me nervous.

"Really," Draco replied, pushing himself off the table and walking closer to me. I backed up but stopped because I hit another desk. I had nowhere to go. Draco continued moving forward. He stopped when he was only a few inches in front of me. I swallowed and tried not to blush at our closeness. "Apparently, I have quite an admirer."

Draco smirked at me when he said that. Admirer? What was he talking about? Why would Seamus tell him that he had an admirer? Then, it finally dawned on me. Seamus told him I had a crush on him! Crap! I knew I shouldn't have told Seamus. He has a hard time keeping his mouth shut! If I get out of this alive I'm going to kill him.

"I see you know him, too," Draco smirked, seeing the look of realization in my eyes. "Now, Potter, I must say I'm flattered. The savior of the wizarding world loves me, Draco Malfoy?"

I kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to say anything that would only make things worse for me Draco continued to look at me and I had no real choice but to stare back. He didn't' seem to have a problem with keeping eye contact with me. I felt my cheeks starting to heat up after a while.

"I see you're not going to talk," Draco took a step back and I felt a little better. "Then let me say something to you: I can sure as hell tell you that I don't love you." I felt a pang in my heart, though I was expecting this response. It still hurt. "But, I don't exactly hate you either. So I'll give you date Potter."

"What?" That was the only word I got out. I stared at him with wide eyes and my mouth hanging open. Did I hear him right? Did he say he was going on a date with me?

"Don't let it get to your head Potter," Draco started walking out of the room. He was at the door already. "Its just one date. You're lucky I'm too generous to turn people down without giving them one chance to show me what potential they had."

My mouth moved but no words came out. I bet I looked like a fish out of water. Draco already left the room, leaving the door hanging open. Maybe, just maybe, I wasn't going to kill Seamus after all.

I pulled away from Seamus and wiped at my eyes furiously, mumbling apologies for getting his clothes wet. Seamus grabbed my wrists and held them tight to stop me from wiping my eyes. I guess I was being too rough on it. My eyes did sting a little more now.

"Harry, what happened?" Seamus looked me in the eyes, trying to find an answer. I felt another burst of tears coming on. Why can't I stop crying? Seamus pulled me into another tight embrace and I cried again.

"He's gone," I choked out through the tears. "He left me."