AN: I'm posting chapters 4, 5, 6 & 7 today because they are so short. Enjoy!

Chapter 4: Ron Weasley- Harry Potter's Stupid Friend

Harry was in the bathroom at The Burrow looking in the mirror and trying to get his hair to look half way respectable.

"Where are you going then?" asked Ron. Harry continued to look in the mirror and answered "to the Malfoy's funeral."

"Are you daft? Why would you want to go to their funeral?"

"Well Malfoy is getting out of hospital today…." He trailed off, trying to tame a particularly unruly strand.

"So?" Ron shot back, "stuff him."

"Someone needs to be there, Ron". Harry was loosing patience with both his hair and Ron.

"It's not your problem Harry. You shouldn't go. They were…" Ron searched for the word, "well they were the Malfoys. Let that bastard stand next to his parents' graves alone, he deserves it." Harry turned to look Ron in the eye.

"No one deserves that. Anyway, I don't really give a shit what you think about this Ron. You have no idea what it's like to be alone, to have no one at all who cares if you're alive or dead. I do. I'm going to this funeral and that's that." Harry stormed past Ron and out of the house.

Harry arrived at Malfoy Manor just before the funeral was supposed to begin. A small group of people were gathered in front of the family mausoleum. Harry found it creepy that the Malfoy's would be entombed here and not at a cemetery. It was tradition in their family, showing that the Malfoy superiority complex spanned generations and into death. No cemetery would be good enough for them. He approached the group, scanning for Malfoy and was surprised to see Tonks' mother here. It took him a moment to remember that she was Narcissa's sister. Even so, he hadn't expected her to be here. The same must've been true for Andromeda because a surprised look passed over her face when she saw him. Harry walked towards her, unsure if he should offer his condolences. Deciding that he should, he did so, to which she replied "I can't say I'm sorry Lucius is gone, but Cissy, she'd seen the error of her ways. I'm sorry we didn't have the time to get to know each other again. I think I'd have liked that. Now all I can do is say goodbye." It was true, Narcissa had been ready to change and because it was a funeral Harry felt he should say something good, but true, about the departed so he told Andromeda about how Narcissa had helped him the night of the Battle of Hogwarts.

In its own way the Malfoy's funeral was one of the saddest things Harry had ever seen. It wasn't because he particularly mourned the passing of Lucius and Narcissa, it was the fact that barely anyone had shown up, and those that had were here more to sticky beak than to grieve. Apart from Harry staying nearby, Malfoy stood alone through-out. And

Harry knew the anger he'd felt towards Ron was justified. It wasn't right for a 17-year-old to have to face this alone and if Ron was here to see this even he couldn't argue with that.

Now that the proceedings were over Malfoy had disappeared inside the Manor. Harry meant to leave but something inside him wouldn't let him walk away. The thought of Malfoy alone in the big, empty house held him back when everyone else had left and so it was with a sigh that Harry headed inside to find him.