Chapter 1- What have you done?

Draco Malfoy awoke with a scream on his lips, one hand clutched to his heart. He looked around frantically, finding he was in his own room alive and safe. He lay silently praying that no one had heard him. But no one came. They were used to hearing his screams at night.

Draco got out of bed and walked to the window, looking at the stars above, wondering if she was up there watching him. He wondered if she still... But then he stopped. Thinking of her was still too painful.

Draco sighed and got back into bed. Tomorrow it would be over. He would be going back to school where he could find himself another girl, lose himself in work, and just forget everything. Draco laughed to himself. What was he kidding? She would never let him forget. He sighed again and looked up at the ceiling. As he drifted off to sleep One thought went through Draco's head: I will always love you Nellie... and that's a promise.

A whistle blew and Harry and Ron rushed onto the platform, they were late... again. They quickly hugged Mrs. Weasley, exchanging "thank yous" and "goodbyes." then jumped onto the train just as it began to move.

Casting an eye down the crowded corridor, Harry muttered "let's go find Hermione." As they walked past groups of teenagers, Harry and Ron couldn't miss all the stares, points, and whispers that followed them. As they came up behind a group of fourth year Ravenclaws, Harry caught snippets of their conversation.

"They say he...Draco Malfoy's...of blood...razors...she's dead...". Trying to ignore them, Harry pushed past the group who fell silent when they noticed his presence. The Ravenclaws scattered as if death was on their heels to make room for Harry and Ron to get past.

Ron caught sight of Hermione, Neville, and Luna sitting in an empty compartment. He grabbed Harry's arm, roughly pulling him inside, and slammed the door shut.

Hermione looked over the top of her book, glancing at their faces. "So I'm guessing by those looks that you've noticed?" she asked. Ron nodded, followed a second later by Harry.

"And I'm guessing Malfoy isn't getting any of this?" Ron said, the amount of loathing in his voice could not be easily mistaken. Hermione's face turned grim as she shook her head.

"Not a bit if it. He's even looking snottier than usual. And of course all the girls in Slytherin are taking advantage of the new change of circumstances. They're all hanging off of him now that he's... available." she said the last word carefully, glancing at Harry's expression. He noticed her look and quickly looked away, hoping she could not read his feelings in his eyes. "I saw him on the platform and he didn't say anything nasty. I think a-after what's happened... maybe, maybe he's changed."

The door banged open and who should appear but Mr. Draco Malfoy himself. He looked around the compartment, sneering when his eyes fell on Luna and Longbottom.

"What do you want?" Harry said blatantly.

"Oh nothing. Just wanted to see how the Loony Toons Dream Team was doing after loosing one of it's... members." Draco said, smirking slightly. Ron jumped up angrily, ready to pummel Malfoy to a pulp. Harry, reading this reaction, pulled him back down and then rose slowly from his seat.

Emerald eyes narrowed as Harry said coldly, "We don't want to talk about that."

"Oh but we already are talking about it." Malfoy replied. "Or is your brain to undeveloped to carry out such a simple act since you were raised as an... animal?" His smirk got wider as Harry's face turned red. He had hit a real nerve in Potter. Harry's eyes narrowed as he took a threatening step towards Malfoy. Malfoy smirked even wider as he saw Potter rising to the bait.

"It's your fault." Harry accused. "all your filthy fucking fault. You just couldn't leave her alone could you? You will pay Malfoy. I hope you go to hell." Harry's voice shook with a cold vengeance. Malfoy's eyes turned cold with fury as he lost his casual demeanor. He stalked towards Harry, pushing him up against the corridor wall.

"My fault?" he hissed. "this was not my doing. You have no idea what happened, no idea what I've been through. I'd say it was YOUR fault. Or don't you remember your little..."secret"". He snarled. "and I've been living hell. You have no idea what it's like." With a final shove, slamming Harry against the wall, he stalked out, slamming the door behind him.

"Or not" Hermione concluded as they all looked after him in shock.

Draco walked back to his compartment, his blood rushing in anger. He got there, threw open the door, and tossed himself on an open seat. He sighed, well that could have gone better, he thought. He had just gone there to talk. They knew what had happened; he thought that they at least would understand. That they'd see he'd changed. HE thought he'd changed. And as for Potter...well, he could get back at him later. The way that they had looked at him was what drove him to it. They would never give him a chance. Never.

He buried his head in his arms. Why did Harry always make him feel like shit? It just wasn't fair. If precious Potter didn't think he'd changed, then he wouldn't. He would be cruel and icy. He would remain Slytherin's Prince and find a hot girl to go with him. He would hate all Gryffindors, hate Potter, and most of all he would never show his weakness.

"uh...Draco?" a voice said tentatively, cutting through his thoughts. "Are you alright?" Malfoy looked up into the face of Pansy Parkinson, who was looked worriedly down at him. Malfoy hadn't noticed the others in the compartment. They were all looking at him with concerned expressions.

He grinned. "I was just...thinking." he explained. Crabbe and Goyle grunted, signs that they understood. Pansy looked questioningly at him. Malfoy realized she wanted him to explain. "About how I'm actually gonna have to compete for Slytherin's Prince this year." he said with a grin.

"Competition from whom? Blaise?" Pansy said casually. The tension in the compartment disintegrated as they all started laughing at that idea.

Blaise pretended to be affronted. "It's not all that ridiculous you know!" he said, trying to sound mad.

"But first you'd have to find a girl," Queenie laughed. "and we all know that's not gonna happen!" she guffawed, grinning at Blaise. He tossed his shaggy hair back and grinned back sexily. This set them all off again. Now this was an interesting sight. If someone from another house had seen them would they have been shocked? Slytherin's laughing? Can't be possible.

The announcement came, they were there.