A/N: Thanks for the fabby reviews. This is from Hermione's point of view.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, apart from the paracetamol I just took. Well actually that's my mums but some difference.

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There's something wrong with Harry. Well not just Harry. Harry and Malfoy. Something's going on, something's changed. The whole school can feel it. Everyone can see that there's something that we don't know.

Everyone has witnessed at least one Harry/Malfoy fight. Three months ago they nearly took out the stairs that connect the third and fourth floor corridors. Dumbledore had had to sort out the damage. And then there was that time right at the beginning of seventh year when they were using so many hexes that they turned each other into sunflowers. That's how bad they fight.

But not over the last week. They had an argument in the corridor today and everyone, from the little first years all the way to our friends in seventh, was expecting a full blown battle but Malfoy just said something in a quiet voice about his shoes and Harry for some reason had them in his bag. Then Malfoy stormed off and Harry ran away. No magic, no insults, just shoes.

When Ron and I tried to talk to Harry about it afterwards he just snapped something about a prank then told us to shove off.

"Maybe there's nothing going on," Ron suggests as I peer out of the broom closet we're hiding in.

"Ron," I mutter "They didn't as much as pull out their wands. And I pretty certain that Harry's crying so don't tell me there's nothing going on."

"But Herm-"

I silence Ron by pressing my fingers to his lips.

Moments later a figure with white blonde hair walks straight past our hiding place. We leap, well I leap, Ron follows, out of the cupboard and in a few seconds with have Draco Malfoy pinned to the floor.

"Right, Malfoy, what's going on?" I ask, pointing a wand at him.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Granger," Malfoy says but there's a flicker in his eyes that says he's lying.

"You've done something to Harry, and I want to know what it is."

"I think you've been reading too much Granger, the effort has obviously addled your brain."

"Don't try and be smart with me Malfoy. What was with the shoes, and why is Harry crying?"

"Crying?" instead of sounding smug and delighted I could swear he sounds worried but that's not possible.

"Just tell us what's going on. Forget about what Harry's doing."

"How can I?!" Malfoy yells, somehow managing to throw me and Ron off and leaping to his feet "He's got inside my fucking head and no matter how hard I try, I can't get him out!"

Without another word he turns and runs away from us, as fast as he can go, robes flapping. We stand in stunned silence for a few moments before Ron turns to me.

"There may be something going on," he concedes.

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A/N: Okay, it's weird I know but I'm ill again and I need something to take my mind off it. What you thinking? Any particular point of view that people want for the next chapter? I was considering a Gryffindor boy but I'm not sure which one. I want them to be gay. Any preferences?