Minerva McGonagall sat in a booth at the Three Broomsticks awaiting the arrival of the Malfoys. If she understood correctly, he wished to be transferred from Slytherin to Gryffindor. She believed it had something to do with Hermione Granger. At the end of the term last year, she sensed something was wrong with Draco, and being an accomplished Occlumens, she took a peek inside his thoughts. She only saw a glimpse of Hermione's bushy hair, straight teeth, and chocolate eyes before she was shut out.

McGonagall's thoughts were interrupted when the Malfoys walked over to her table. She smiled at Draco, "Hello, Draco."

"Good afternoon Professor," he replied, much more respectful then last term.

"Lucius, Narcissa, please, have a seat," she said, gesturing at the seat in front of her. She then turned to Draco. "Now, I understand that you wish to change houses. May I ask why?"

"Of course you may, Professor. I do not feel that I have the cunning and almost heartlessness to be in Slytherin anymore. I understand Pansy Parkinson successfully changed houses, and I wish to do the same," Draco said. "I am sorry if I offend Professor Snape, but I don't belong in his house, even if he is my Godfather."

"Surprisingly, Severus agrees with you. He no longer sees malice in you, and he agrees that we see more bravery and truthfulness in you than cunning and deceitfulness. Therefore, we both agreed, not only as your teacher and Godfather, but as two people who have seen you grow up and mature, that you belong in Gryffidor," Minerva says.

Draco couldn't believe his luck! McGonagall agreed that he should be in Gryffindor, which means he can see his love all day! He could barely contain his excitement.

"Professor, besides new robes, is there anything else I will require because of the house change?" Draco asks.

"Just to change the emblem on your robes, et cetera, to the Gryffindor emblem. However, you may purchase robes with the emblem already on it at Madame Malkin's for a steep price," she replied. "You'll also need new ties, scarves, and a school bag."

"Thank you Professor," Narcissa spoke up. "May we go buy his things now?"

"Of course. Draco, I will see you and the start of term," she said, smiling.

"Thank you Professor! See you!" he said as they left.

"I'd never thought I'd see the day when a Malfoy would be in my house," McGonagall thought.

Madam Malkin was busy measuring Harry Potter for his new robes, as he had grown several inches over the summer. It was Harry who saw Draco walk into the shop first.

"Draco," Harry acknowleged him. "You're doing well, I hope?"

"Yes," Draco said. "Harry, you don't have to act like this around me anymore. I'm in Gryffindor now. I resent the time I tormented you, Hermione, and Weas...err...Ron."

"So it seems," Harry said, stepping off the stool Madam Malkin had him stand on to measure him. "But it also seems that you still have ill feelings toward Ron."

"It's not for the reasons you believe," he began. "And you won't believe my reason when I tell you."

"Humor me, Draco," Harry retorted.

"I'm in love with Hermione," Draco said quickly. To Harry, it sounded as if he had said "I'm in lov wi Herne."

"Come again, slower?" Harry said.

Draco took a deep breath, "I'm in love with Hermione Granger. Please don't tell her."

"As long as you behave yourself, Draco, I won't," Harry said, with a smile on his face. "It's your business to tell."

"What about Ron?" Draco said, thinking aloud. "Do they have a...thing?"

"Not anymore. Mione dropped him over the summer," Harry said. "She said something about having feelings for someone else, but wouldn't tell us who it was. Said we'd kill her if she told us."

"Have you got an idea?"

"After today, I think it may be you."

[Author's Note: As the story progresses, I'll probably do alternate chapters with Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, and Harry's Slytherin love's perspective. (Now, you didn't think I'd tell you who Harry falls for, did you?)]