He was attacked no less than 9 times, Draco was. Not only by Slytherins, but by other houses, too. He was depressed, and there was no way of getting around it. He sat with not quite friends, but better friends than he ever had. It was dinner, and here Draco sat in the Great Hall pushing food around his plate. The Golden Trio talked around him, about trivial things. Something about Ron giving Hermione something for Christmas she did not appreciate. Draco was tuned out of the conversation; he was no longer sitting next to Harry. No, now he had to sit next to Granger. He felt… demoted. He knew he had to find another way to win Harry over. Maybe Granger might know something.

"Hermione!" Draco exclaimed out of nowhere, Harry, Ron and Hermione turned to stare at the often sullen boy. This was obviously an unusual occurrence.

"I have a paper I need you to help me with in… Ancient Runes. Would you mind helping me in the Library tonight?" Draco asked, humbly. Huh, maybe he was learning something after all.

"Umm, sure Draco. No problem. In fact, why don't we leave now? We are not discussing anything of importance, anyways." Hermione stated, looking pointedly at Ron. Ron only mumbled something incoherently, looking down at his plate. Hermione grabbed Draco's hand and dragged him throughout the Great Hall. Draco sighed, it's not even worth fighting anymore. His reputation was ruined anyways.

They reached the library, and Hermione sat Draco down in front of her.

"So, Draco. I know as well as you do there was no essay in Ancient Runes. I am guessing you need some help in wooing a certain Mr. Potter?" Hermione stated, raising one of her eyebrows. Draco sighed, not realizing how obvious he was being.

" I suppose you are not called a know-it-all for nothing. Yeah… My usual approaches are not working…" Draco mumbled down to the tale. Nobody was in the Library, everyone else was at dinner. Hermione reached over and shook him, effectively catching Draco's attention.

"What have you tried so far?"

"Well, I told him he was sexy and kissed him on a rooftop." Hermione reached over and smacked his arm. He rubbed it, frowning.

"How do you expect to win anyone over using that? I'm surprise you ever had a girlfriend with those tactics. No, Harry is a hopeless romantic, whether he admits it or not. He needs flowers, poems, chocolates, and evening walks by the lake. Make him something special. A potion of some sort. Do something special for him, something he would not do for himself. Aha! I got a plan…" Hermione whispered the plan into Draco's ear. This was going to be perfect.

It has been two days since Draco asked Hermione for advice, and he had everything set up. Draco sneaked over to Harry and placed the note he had written inside the sleeping boy's hand. He walked away and next to the portrait, before performing n awakening spell on Harry. Draco ran out of the room before he could see if Harry awoke.

He ran up the stairs, barely paying attention to if they were aligned rights. He ran, ran as fast as he cold so he could make it to the astronomy tower to set up. He looked up and beautiful, starry note. Just what he had hoped for. He mumbled some spells under his breath, allowing for a rug and some chairs to appear. He sat down, and waited for Harry to come.

"Hey," Draco said smoothly, as Harry Potter walked up the stairs.

"What is going on?" Harry asked groggily, not entirely sure why he decided to go.

"Nothing, beautiful. Come, sit next to me." Draco said with a kind smile, patting the chair next to him. He could tell Harry hesitated, but then obliged.

"What's going on?" Harry asked again, once seated. Draco smiled, and held one of Harry's hand. Harry looked up, shocked. He was not entirely sure of where this was going.

"I'm going to do something for you. Something nobody else has. Don't panic, just look me in the eyes. " Harry obeyed, the doubt could be seen in his eyes. Draco removed the glasses, and pointed his wand at Harry's face. He murmured some incantations, a long string of incantations. He could see Harry's eyes shrink back, slightly. Draco grinned, it worked.

"What just… Draco… I can see!" Harry states, excitedly. He stood up, and looked at his hands, moving them all around his face. Draco smiled, seeing Harry so happy was… breathtaking. He was so innocent, so whole. Even after all the darkness chasing him, he retained his light. His eyes were stunning, the shade of green even more brilliant. His eyes were larger with the glasses off; he looked even more attractive in Draco's eyes.

"Draco, I just… I can't believe it. I know, magic and all, but I didn't think it was possible. Thank you." Harry said shyly, walking up to him. Harry grabbed on to Draco's hands.

" I never truly saw your eyes before. They are so… tantalizing. I could get lost in them. Grey's my favorite color, you know." Harry shyly stated. He move in and softly kissed Draco's cheek. Blushing, Harry left Draco standing alone, breathless.

" I can't believe it… Hermione was right! Yes!" Draco dance around on the roof, unaware of Harry hiding behind the wall, watching with a smile.

(AN: Sorry, shorter chapter. I was going to have Harry reject Draco, and have Draco jump off the tower but… I felt like writing something cuter, instead. Review, and enjoy :))