A/N: It's Haley again, sorry it took so long to get out Chapter 4! I hope you like it I worked hard on it. Please review oh yeah, almost forgot, enjoy!!

Harry stood in the owlery looking out at the sun reflect off the lake.

"Harry. We need to get going." Harry turned to face Ron, he looked down knowing about his summer plans

"Yeah Ron, I'll be right there."

"Okay, you want me to save you a seat on the– never mind."

"No, Ron, I don't, because I have to sit with Draco for a whole train ride alone, I get to spend a whole summer with a future Death Eater! All because Voldemort came back! He's after me Ron, he's going to come after me! It's my fault! It's because of me Cedric died. It should have been me. Me Ron!"

"Harry look, I'm sorry–" Harry turned back to the window.

"Ron just go." Harry only heard faint foot steps. He stood there for another ten minutes before gathering his things and leaving the place he had come to know ever to well. The platform was empty except for a few people putting the last bit of luggage away. Harry was standing staring at the castle, wishing time would only hold off for a minute longer, he saw Draco across the platform, Harry couldn't help but notice, Draco's perfectly shaped face, and his grey eyes only seemed that much more beautiful in the morning-sunlight. Harry quickly pushed these thoughts away just to bring back those of leaving, if he had a little more time. Harry glanced over at Draco, and locked eyes, Harry didn't want to stop staring at him, but knew if he didn't Draco would. Harry all of sudden found himself irritated with the fact that he had to be with Draco, all summer. He rolled his eyes,

"Lets go Malfoy. If I'm going to have to share a compartment with you, we might as well get this over with." Harry didn't bother looking back and see if he was following after him. He just walked to the last compartment and sat down by the window getting a last look at Hogwarts as the train pulled away.

They sat in silence, every once in a while Harry glanced over at Draco, hopping he was looking at him too. He looked out the window, watching the sun fall over the trees, hoping the ride would be longer than it should be.

"What are you looking at Potter?" Harry just stared at Draco's cold face, pushing away thoughts he couldn't handle.

"Nothing," Harry shrugged getting rid of the last thought that Draco isn't such an ass all the time.

"I was just thinking–" Harry stopped realizing this was Draco Malfoy he was talking to. Harry stared into Draco's eyes, waiting for a response.

"What, Potter?" Harry snapped his head to the window, he felt weird not having his eyes on Draco for so long, he saw Draco's eyes fixed on Harry. Harry put his gaze back out the window, trying desperately to think of something else. He thought about this morning, everything that was said, every single feeling, it got to him. He couldn't hold it in anymore, he just had to let everything go...

"Harry?" Harry kept his head down, "Er– Potter?" Harry snapped up, did Draco call him by his first name? Harry looked up at Draco, he let one small tear escape when a sudden feeling of comfort and surprise feel over him. He stared at his silver grey eyes.

"What did you just call me Malfoy?" Harry's voice calm and quiet, but his red eyes, and warm face deceived him. He sounded fine, as if nothing was wrong. Harry looked back down, out of the tip of his eye he saw Draco shrug.

"Your name, Potter." Harry looked up just in time to see him smile and enough for Draco to see Harry blush. Wait, Harry thought, was I just blushing at Draco Malfoy? "Would you prefer me to call you something else?" he said cooly as Harry put his head back down, thoughts of Volemort, and Cedric rushed the walls he had put up that same night, seldom letting them down.

"No, thanks." a small tear feel making his blush more noticeably red, brushing a tear away once more, "Sorry." Harry was hesitant crying in front of the one boy he knew he could always count on to make fun of him every chance he got. He was alarmed by the fact he passed this chance up, thinking he would only bring it up later this summer. They were silent for a second until the imaginary wall Harry put up that night broke, the one tear that feel before everything in Harry's world came crashing down once more. The tears came down, one after one, never taking a break, sobs shacking his body, each one making his wall, his would crumble just a bit more.

"Potter?" Harry just sat on the seat letting everything go. "Potter?" he ignored Draco, he couldn't talk to him, he wouldn't dare look him in the eye. "Harry?" he snapped up, letting on more sob quake though his body, "You okay?

"I'm fine." Harry didn't even believe himself. How could he? He saw Draco lean in close, and smirk at the answer he had heard.

"Sure you are. You look great. I've never seen you looking that fine." Harry didn't move, his eyes glanced up just in time to see Draco blush.

"It's just–" Harry shook his head afraid to continue, "I keep seeing him every time I close my eyes."

"Who?"

"Cedric." Harry shut his eyes, seeing the look on his face when he died, "All I can see his cold, dead eyes–" Harry felt tired, he couldn't stay sitting, he laid down on the seat, finding it inviting and soft.

"I think I'm going to try to get some sleep," he spoke softly and his words feel heavily in the silence between them, "I haven't been able to sleep much sense–" he broke off, squeezing his eyes shut. A few minutes passed before Harry finally said something again.

"You really think I look fine Malfoy?" he smiled under his shaggy hair covering most of his face.

"Shut up Potter." Harry flinched at the sound of his voice.

He fell asleep, the rocking of the train oddly soothing. He didn't wake up until Draco was shacking him by the shoulder.

"Potter. Potter, the train stopped, time to get off." Harry sat up and looked around. It had gotten cloudy and had started to rain. He stood up and fell back down, he was dizzy. Draco, stared at him.

"Sorry, just a bit dizzy." Harry looked down, regretting that he spoke at all.

"I don't really care. Hurry up, your little mud-blood friend is waiting for you." this made his head snap to the window, he saw Hermione. He pushed past Draco, and ran out the door. He ran into a hug from her.

"Harry, are you okay, how was the ride? You look like you were crying what happened? I don't have much time, but I'll send an owl as soon as I can, I have to go out to eat but, it won't be long okay?" Harry was over whelmed, he knew he shouldn't be but there was to much going on around him.

"Okay, um, well, I'll be home right away, the ride was fine, I'm fine, yes I was crying, not a big deal. Have fun with your parents." she smiled, gave him one last hug before joining her mother and father back to the car. Harry got his things on a trolley before he found Draco again.

"What took so long Potter?" the words stung Harry in the back.

"Nothing, come this way." they walked around for about five minutes before, they found the Dursley's. Harry knew this was going to be a fun summer.