WARNING: this has 'grown-up' language in it.

The time from Sunday to Wednesday was extremely long and painful for Harry. He had gone to see Draco right before lunch and before dinner every day, but Draco was standing his ground. No matter what Harry said or did, Draco wouldn't, or couldn't reveal who had done this to him.

It was simply maddening to Harry. He had no one to sit next to in classes or at mealtimes. Ana had disappeared to Merlin knows where, and Alex and Blaise were too busy having eye-sex with each other to notice him.

Life, it seemed, would never be fair for him. First, he made a friend but lost him. Then, he got the friend back and the friend almost died. By some cruel twist of fate, Harry imagined that everyone in the world would get some sick disease, and he would be the left alone on this planet.

Harry sighed. Draco knew who had done this to him. Why couldn't he tell him? Harry knew it was another student as well. Draco had said that the person had put a spell on him of some sort, but there were other ways to reveal the person, weren't there?

He looked around the Great Hall on Tuesday night while everyone enjoyed their dinner. Harry wanted everyone to realise that he was miserable. He wanted everyone to feel his pain. He just started to think of ways to make everyone suffer when someone plopped down next to him on the bench.

"Hi, Harry," Harry didn't have time to process who had spoken to him, because a second later someone's lips brushed lightly against his cheek and he found himself thinking of Draco.

When he turned, however, he was met with green eyes and blonde hair. His racing heart dropped to his feet, but he kept his indifferent mask on.

"Hi, Ana," he said, keeping his voice light. "Where've you been?"

Ana waved him off while taking a drink. "Oh, my mother needed me for something at home for a few days." She said this so indifferently that it sounded like she was speaking of a rumour she had heard, not an actual experience.

"I've been alone for the past three days!" Harry was highly annoyed at her blasé manner of speaking. "You couldn't have told me where you were going? You couldn't have left me a note?"

Something unidentifiable passed through Ana's eyes, but it was gone as quickly as it had come.

"Is that so?" She said, her eyes glinting maliciously. "Pray tell, what happened to dear little Draco?"

Harry opened his mouth to tell Ana what had happened, but a gasp interrupted him. He and Ana both turned their heads to look across the table. Alex and Blaise were staring at them.

"Ana..." Alex began.

Harry looked from Ana to Alex, and then at Blaise. He looked terrified behind his indifferent expression. Harry looked at Ana again. Her evil eyes softened as they looked into Alex's. Harry needed to break the tension. He cleared his throat cautiously.

"Er..."

Harry didn't get to say anything, though, because Ana had somehow managed to get across the table and was now hugging Alex. Neither of them was showing emotion on their faces, but they were both squeezing each other very tightly.

"I guess some Slytherins can show emotions more than others." came a very high-pitched haughty voice from behind Harry. Ana and Alex quickly broke apart and looked to someone standing behind him. He reluctantly turned around slowly.

The owner of the annoying voice was Pansy Parkinson. He should've known.

"What do you want, Pansy?" He asked coolly. "I'm trying to enjoy my dinner."

Pansy snorted. "I've been watching you my entire way to the table. You were talking, and then you were staring."

"I'll ask you again, Parkinson." Harry spoke irritably. Leave it to Pansy to completely ruin a night. "What. Do. You. Want?"

"I don't want anything, not from you anyway," Pansy sniffed, "I don't want to get Mudblood germs on myself."

"What do you mean Mudblood germs? What's she talking about, Harry?" Ana had decided to join the conversation.

Pansy looked absolutely delighted to be the one to convey this information.

"Haven't you heard?" She said, malice dripping off of her every word. "Our dear Slytherin leader is dating the Gryffindor Mudblood."

Ana's eyes widened and she turned to Harry in disbelief.

"Harry," she said loudly. "Tell me it's not true! Tell me you're not dating that Mudblood!" Harry flinched.

"I'm not dating her, we're just friends," he spoke loudly. "I could use her intelligence! You're not always going to be around, Ana!" By this time, all of the Slytherin and some of the Ravenclaw tables were staring at them.

Harry whirled on Pansy.

"How did you know about my friendship with Granger?" He shot at her.

"Oh, I was just up to see Draco," Pansy sighed. "He was awfully lonely up there. You haven't been to see him since-"

"Before lunch," Harry interrupted. "I know when I last saw him, thanks." Anger welled inside Harry. Pansy had been to see Draco? What did that cow think she was doing? Everyone knew to tell Harry if they were going to see Draco. Who did she think she was?

"Who do you think you are?" Alex said suddenly, as if she was reading Harry's mind. "You can't just 'go and see' Draco without Harry's permission."

Pansy scoffed, "Like you have any authority over me," she said, brushing them off. "I'll do whatever I like."

"You're not going to get away with this, Parkinson," Alex growled.

Pansy snorted again and flounced away towards her group of friends down the table. Harry, Alex, and Blaise watched her with hate-filled eyes.

No one noticed as Ana slipped away.

DRACO'S POV

'Tomorrow,' Draco thought on Tuesday night. 'Tomorrow and I'll have to see Harry, but not be able to tell him. What am I going to do?

Draco shifted in his bed in the hospital wing. He could understand why Harry would be angry or annoyed. If this had happened to Harry, Draco would've gone to hell and back to figure out who had done it. And if Harry knew, but wouldn't tell him...

But Draco couldn't tell Harry, not wouldn't. He definitely would if Ana hadn't put a damn spell on him! Draco had faith in Harry, though. If Harry wanted something bad enough, he would find a way to get it.

There was another problem. Where was Ana? Draco had expected to see her the moment everyone knew he was awake. When Harry told him that he needed to know who had done this to him, he could hardly believe it. Had Ana not told Harry to stay away from him?

Draco needed to find out where she was. He needed to know what she was doing. But most of all, he needed to get her out of this school and away from Harry. There weren't many ways to do that if it didn't involve hurting Ana, but no matter...

"Hello, Draco," an angelic voice broke him from his thoughts. He turned over in his uncomfortable bed to find Ana standing there, holding out her wand with light emitting from the tip.

Hate boiled in Draco's stomach. Here, like she had done nothing wrong, stood his attempted murderer. He could have dealt with the fact that one of his childhood best friends was trying to kill him. It was bound to happen someday- after the incident. Plus, he always figured they would get jealous of his family's power in Voldemort's ranks.

That was before he realised how big his 'family' was, and how wrong Voldemort was. Now, he figured they would try to kill him out of anger, or just for fun.

He could have dealt with that. But he couldn't deal with them also trying to kill his present best friend.

"I see you've mastered the Lumos charm," Draco responded. "Hello, Nolen," He spat, eyes flashing with hatred. "Or should I even call you that?" Ana smiled and 'tsk tsked,' shaking her head.

"Not yet, Draco," she said. "Don't ruin the surprise for ears that are listening in."

Draco rolled his eyes. There was obviously no one else around, but leave it to Ana to be paranoid. After everything that had happened, Draco almost didn't blame her.

"Why, Ana, where have you been? Ran home to Mummy, did you?" He taunted, smiling maliciously. "What did she say when she realised you had failed? What did she say when she found out I was still alive?"

Anger flashed through Ana's eyes and for a second, the white wand light glowed red. She composed herself quickly and smiled again.

"My mother doesn't know of this... issue," Ana said. "And she won't need to. There are other ways to remove you. Although, you shouldn't have gotten out of the last one." Her smile wavered slightly, "Oh my dear, dear Draco... how did you manage it? Oh, and do you enjoy my spell? Can't run off to tell Harry this time, can you?"

"Oh my dear, dear Ana," Draco sneered, anger welled in his stomach when she brought up the spell. "Quite simple, really. I just used a very powerful memory charm." He smiled wickedly.

Ana growled and advanced on Draco almost immediately. She had her wand at his throat and was about to say a spell when the doors banged open.

"Ana?" They both looked up to find Alex looking at them with an alarmed expression. "Ana! You need to be more careful! Harry and Blaise are only a little behind me- quick, get away from him!"

Ana looked from Draco to Alex before quickly moving away from Draco and putting her wand back in her pocket. A few seconds later, Harry and Blaise burst through the doors.

Draco's heart lifted at the sight of Harry. He looked slightly out of breath.

"Er..." Harry began, looking from Ana to Draco. "I was just, um, coming to visit you, Draco," he finished lamely.

Draco wanted to laugh at Harry's cover excuse, but he couldn't.

"Well, you should go and get ready for the Quidditch match," Draco spoke. He couldn't let Ana think that Harry was suspicious of her. That is, if he even was. "Go and find Marcus. Talk about some plays you're going to do on Saturday. I'll see you tomorrow in class. I'm just really tired." Everyone stared at him. He never passed up an opportunity to hang out with Harry alone.

Ana, however, thought she was getting to Draco. She smiled smugly and pulled at Alex's hand.

"Yeah, let's go talk to Marcus, guys." Ana nodded her head towards the door. "Draco needs his rest."

Harry looked at Draco with hurt and suspicion written in his eyes. Draco knew he didn't believe him, but he prayed that Harry would just go along with it for once.

"Come on, Harry," Ana leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

KISSED HIM ON THE CHEEK! Who did that bitch think she was? She did realise that Draco could destroy her in two simple words, didn't she? Then Draco remembered: he couldn't do anything about Ana. She could do whatever she wanted and Draco could never expose her.

Harry blushed. He nodded and walked to the door behind Ana and Alex. Blaise brought up the rear. Right when Harry reached the door, he turned and looked at Draco. Draco itched to try and tell him it was Ana, but he couldn't. Harry nodded and turned back around. Silence settled in the vast room.

It was like no one had been there at all.

HARRY'S POV

Harry was avoiding Draco. Oh sure, he still sat next to him in class and during meals, but he wouldn't talk unless it was absolutely necessary. He knew Draco had been lying to him, he just didn't know why.

Mostly he was thinking about the Quidditch match. It was Friday afternoon, and he was extremely nervous. It only got worse when he was walking to lunch with Ana, Alex, Blaise, Jack, and Ramona Slater. Two Gryffindor second years passed and one bumped into Ana forcefully.

"Watch where you're going, Nolen!" The blonde of the two yelled. The brunette smirked.

"Isn't that what you mom said last night, Smithson?" Ana called. The blonde paled.

"You better watch it, Nolen," she said angrily. "Maybe tomorrow I won't watch where the bludger goes after I hit it. Not that we'll need to take you out of the game to win. We'll still kick your ass."

"Language, Smithson," Jack spoke before Ana could say anything else. "Remember, I'm a prefect. I'll give you detention if you don't control yourself. Same for you, Jackson," he nodded to the brunette, who rolled her eyes and pulled the blonde away into the Great Hall.

"Merlin, Jack! I had it!" Ana growled as they sat down; Jack stayed standing. "I don't need you breathing down my neck all the fucking time!"

Jack snorted and shrugged.

"I'm not always going to be around, Ana," he said before walking towards Marcus at the end of the table. Harry watched him and started to feel sick.

Ana rolled her eyes and turned towards Ramona.

"Mona," she started, using Ramona's hated nickname (Ramona glared at Ana). "Who's the guy?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, Nolen," Ramona said quickly, shoving food in her mouth. Ana's eyes lit up.

"Oh it's Nolen now, is it?" She and Alex snickered. Blaise looked at Harry and shrugged. Harry grinned and went back to listening to Ana and Ramona's conversation.

"...Don't see what the big deal is, it's just a boy!" Ramona was saying, gesturing wildly with her hands.

"Ramona, we've been friends since our first trip to Diagon Alley when we were eight," Ana calmly stated. Ramona hummed sarcastically. "I just like to know what's going on in your life! Oh Merlin..." She looked sick and she stared at Ramona. "It's not Jack, is it?"

"Merlin, no!" Ramona gasped. "It's just... not someone you'd approve of."

"It's not a Hufflepuff, is it?" Ana asked, horrified. Ramona chuckled.

"No, but it's the next best thing," she took a drink of her pumpkin juice before standing up. "I'll see you later, Ana." She nodded to the others and walked out of the Great Hall.

Ana looked after her, her mouth agape in horror and surprise.

"R-R-Ramona is dating... a-a Gryffindor!"

As much as Harry wished time would slow down or maybe stop, no genies appeared to grant this for him. And Saturday came just as fast.

Harry had been woken up by Alex slapping him in the face. He sat up angrily and prepared to share his feelings with her in a very physical way, but she moved back and into Blaise's arms quickly. Harry growled at her and gave her the universal sign of peace. Alex grinned and winked.

"Oh, Harry," she laughed. "I had to get you up somehow! You weren't waking up to Draco kissing you passionately, so..."

"WHAT!" Harry yelled, feeling his face grow hot.

"ALEX!" Draco's voice came from the doorway. "I did nothing of the sort! Don't say things like that- Harry might get excited," he winked comically. Everyone in the dormitory laughed.

Harry felt the heat in his face, so he decided to just not say anything and get ready. He put on all the Quidditch gear Marcus had given them at their last practise. When he was finally ready, they all made their way to the common room to meet up with Ana and Ramona.

"Hi, Harry," Ana said, and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. This was somewhat of a routine for them now. They would say hello, and Ana would kiss him on the cheek. He never noticed Draco's eyes flashing with hatred.

They all started their walk towards the Great Hall; Ana, Alex, and Blaise were in the front; Harry, Draco, and Ramona were in the back. Jack was already at the pitch with Marcus.

Breakfast was very weird. Ana, Alex, and Ramona wolfed down every bit of their food in less than five minutes. Blaise and Draco ate calmly as if nothing were happening. Harry took one look at his food and almost barfed. How could anyone eat? Harry was so nervous that the thought of food made him want to run away.

"Harry," Harry looked up to see Draco staring at him with a warning look, "Eat your food." Harry shook his head and Draco sighed. "Fine. Suit yourself."

When they finally got to the dressing rooms, Harry was so sure that he would puke all over everyone. His hands were shaking as he put his robes on over his gear.

As they all lined up to go onto the field, Harry's stomach was doing somersaults. Thank Merlin he hadn't eaten anything. Never, in his eleven years of life, had he been this nervous.

He looked over to Draco, who smiled his rare warm smile. He looked back at Ana, who winked before smirking. Marcus turned to them quickly.

"Okay, listen up," he began, looking around at all of them. "I know it's only the first game, but we have to beat them. We've been practising very well and I know we have a great team." Then he snorted. "Alright, enough of that. LET'S GO SLITHER INTO THE LIONS DEN AND BEAT THEIR ASSES!" He yelled, and they all cheered.

Slowly, one by one, their names were called until it was only Harry and Marcus left. When Marcus's name was called, he looked at Harry and smiled.

"Get us that snitch, Harry." Then he was gone. Harry heard a collection of abuse and applause coming from outside. It was almost his time. He swallowed the lump in his throat and mounted his broom.

After a full minute of silence, he heard it.

"AND HARRY POTTER AS SEEKER FOR THE SLYTHERIN TEAM!"

He swallowed again and looked up. Then Harry Potter flew up into the thick of deafening screams coming from every House in Hogwarts.

Harry couldn't believe. He literally did not believe it. Yet there was the snitch, resting neatly in his hand as he stared at it.

At first, he didn't even hear the roar of the crowd. But after he touched down, the entire Slytherin House surrounded him and two sixth years put him on their shoulders. Even Hufflepuff was celebrating.

He couldn't help the smile that came across his face. He help up the snitch and yelled with the rest of the crowd. When the two boys put him down, Ana pushed through the crowd and ran to Harry. She hugged him, screaming "YOU DID IT! YOU DID IT!" over and over again.

Harry looked over her shoulder and saw Alex and Blaise kissing happily. He smiled for them. A little farther into the crowd, he saw Ramona kissing... Ron? He chuckled to himself think of what Ana's reaction would be.

The last person he saw was Draco. Their eyes met for a split second before Ana's lips were on his own.

DRACO'S POV

Draco couldn't believe it. He just could not believe it. Yet there they were, snogging as the whole school around them cheered.

Draco had half a mind to go and break them apart forcefully. But his legs wouldn't work, all he could do was watch. Watch as his best friend slipped further away from him. He should have told Harry all about Ana when he had the chance, before the dream! He should have seen this coming!

When they finally pulled apart, Draco heard Harry's slightly dazed voice.

"What are you doing, Ana?" Draco could only barely make out Ana's sickly sweet voice reply, "Whatever you're doing, Harry."

'I'm going to kill myself.' Draco thought. 'I'm going to kill myself, and then I'm going to come back and take Ana down with me.'

A/N: Hello, everyone! (: I hope you liked the chapter! I'm going to do all seven books, so do you think I should put them all in the same story, or separate them to different stories? Please let me know. Also, I know I'm adding a lot of OCs, but they're all essential to the plan- I promise! (:

p.s. I hope the little Slytherin 'pep talk' was alright. I didn't really know if Marcus should be mean to them or what, so I hope it looks okay.