You could definitely tell there was a huge change in the morning. Most of the Gryffindors were sitting along with the Hufflepuffs. The rest of the school seemed to notice this as well, I smiled along with Harry and pulled him over to the Slytherins. It looked like the howler incident again, because everyone was silent and even the teachers were staring at me. Harry was huddled into my back and tried to hide himself. I chuckled and walked over to Blaise who was eyeing me suspiciously.

"Hey Blaise!" I greeted happily. I few of the other Slytherins growled at me, I raised an amused brow and cocked my head to the side. "I thought that only lions growled?" I laughed and sat down opposite Blaise.

"What is it, Malfoy?" Blaise asked. He looked down on his food and tried to act like he didn't care, let's try again.

"Father kicked me out." I whispered, he stared up at me eyes wide, but I shrugged it off. Harry sat next to me and extended his hand.

"Hi! I'm Harry!" he smiled happily. Blaise looked at me and smirked before he shook Harry's hand… cute.

"What can I do to help?" he asked. Most of the Slytherins heard this and gave Blaise the stink eye. "You mind? Trying to have a conversation here." he drawled. I laughed and shook my head.

"Look." Blaise turned his attention back to me, "for now I need you to do nothing. Just expect some uninvited stops from now on, you think I can crash over at yours for first… two weeks of the summer?" I asked. He smiled and nodded. I gave him a grateful look, maybe I'll have my best friend back. Harry said goodbye and we both went to Hermione and Ron who were sitting in our usual place at the Gryffindor table.

Harry explained what happened over at the Slytherin table and both Ron and Hermione were more than happy that Blaise was kind enough to let me stay over at his. Ron wanted me to stay over at his and of course I was but, I didn't want to intrude for the whole summer.

Harry turned around and looked at us all serious-like. He then told us about the Diary that he and Ron found in Myrtle's bathroom when Hermione was hospitalized. I was obviously surprised that Hermione was hospitalised and so then they had to recall the polyjuice events. When we were finally up to date with that, Harry went on to tell us about the diary and how it took him back to 50 years ago to the 13th of June and how he saw Hagrid and Riddle. Something about Hagrid with the monster and how he was expelled.

"That can't be true! Hagrid would never do that!" Hermione tried to defend.

"Yeah, and I don't trust this Tom Riddle guy," Ron tried to stress about how he could easily be the one to open the Chamber.

"Well what do think?" Harry asked me.

"Not think, know." I corrected.

"So you can't tell us," Hermione cut Ron as he opened his mouth, "well looks like I'm going to have to repeat last year's methods,"

"Huh?" Ron tilted his head and left his mouth open, pure confusion.

"She's going to the library you numpty!" Harry explained as Hermione got up to leave. I laughed and high-fived Harry as Ron deflated and started to make faces at us, that got a new round of laughter.

"Anyway I'm going to get the answers." I stood up as we all went to get out of the Great Hall.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked. Harry nodded looking just as confused as Ron.

"It means I'm going to talk to McGonagall about the past," I clarified.

"Well why didn't you say that?" Ron esaperated.

"Because Draco is a drama queen that's why." Harry dragged Ron away and they both snickered as I clutched at my chest.

"I AM NOT!"

"ARE TOO!"

"This is unfair!" Ron exclaimed, "someone destroyed our room, takes the bloody diary AND we have to clean this place up!" Ron was currently lying in his bed after he finished mending the broken wood which was impressive considering his wand. Seamus, Dean and Neville had gone after I told them they could.

"Why do we have to clean again?" Ron asked.

"A, I'm the only one cleaning since Harry's passed out of exhaustion." I glared at Harry who held a pointless thumb up. "And B, if we told a teacher we'd also have to explain everything. It's too risky, even with a cover story," I explained. Ron groaned and sat up, I held my wand in the air and pulled on the last poster up. "Okay done…"

"I'm sorry, I ran as fast as I could. Oh, I thought that…" Hermione looked around the room and cocked her head to the side.

"Draco fixed it!" Harry smiled proudly. "I'm tired," before he could lay be down on his bed I pushed him off and collapsed on the bed myself. "Ouch!" the boy exclaimed as he rubbed his back.

"You know Harry, your dad was an animagus." I said out of the blue. I sat up in the bed and looked over at Hermione and Ron's shocked faces.

"What's an animagus?"

"It's only the coolest thing in the world!" Ron exclaimed. I nodded and Hermione stared at us all as if we just lost the plot.

She shook her head and began to explain what an animagus was, "you have to register in the Ministry of Magic, if you don't… well it's illegal."

Harry stared at her in awe, he looked over at me and I nodded. He then frowned and cocked his head to the side like a dog, confusion masking his face. "My dad never registered, did he?"

"Uh… no. Him and two friends all became animagus, for a reason I don't know. They managed to become animagus by their 5th? Year I think." I squinted my eyes and smiled over at him.

"Do you know other stuff about my dad?" he crawled over to my. Hermione sat on Neville's bed and looked at me. Ron rested his chin on his hands as if I was telling them all a bedtime story. "Well he was like you… or the twins for that matter?" I tapped my chin and chewed on my lips thinking about it. They all laughed, "Your dad and his best friend Sirius, they were close that McGonagall referred to them as the-"

"Potter brothers," Harry finished. I looked down at him and smiled. "Can we be animagus?" He looked over to Hermione. Her eyes widened and she shook her head before she stopped and stared at us all.

"Harry, your dad probably became an animagus for a reason. We can't just do it because-"

"No, it's not that. I-I just never met him you know? I want to be a little close to him. I'm only asking, you don't really have to do it." He reassured. I got off the bed and sat next to him.

"I'll do it." I looked over at him. He smiled and we both hugged.

"Might as well join ya. Always wanted to know what my animal may be." Ron came and sat next to us. Hermione looked at the ceiling and groaned.

"Fine!" we all cheered and high-fived. "But-" we stopped and looked over at her, "you follow all the instructions, and I'm in charge,"

"Whatever you say." Harry ran over to her and hugged her.

"Okay, okay. Now if you'll mind me, I'm not supposed to actually be in here, good bye."

"Bye 'Mione."

"Thanks."

"Bye!"

Ron and I started to head our way over to the Quidditch stands, I couldn't help but feel bad. What was coming had to happen but… god I felt terrible. I placed a hand on Ron's shoulder, he turned around and faced me.

"You alright Draco? You've been super quiet, which isn't like you." Ron looked me over and I shook my head.

"McGonagall," I said. Ron gave me a confused look, I sighed and turned him around, he took a step back so that we were both shoulder to shoulder.

"Quidditch has been cancelled," McGonagall looked over at me and gave me sad gaze. Ron sputtered and looked between the two of us. "Come now Mr Weasley, Mr Malfoy." We both nodded and followed her not uttering a single word between us. By now Ron had noticed that we were walking to the Hospital Wing.

"Draco…" I shook my head. Harry was already there, we both ran over to the bed and I looked down at Hermione. Ron gasped and sat next to her.

"We found her near the library." McGonagall explained. I shook my head and ran off, people were calling for me but I just ran and ran until I tripped over. I fell over hard and hissed as my trouser material ripped and I saw a little graze on my knee.

"Draco!" the familiar voice of Harry called out. I looked up to see I was out next to the lake. Harry sprinted over and crouched next to me panting heavily. "Draco…" He placed a hand on my shoulder. I jumped and buried my head in his neck like I did with mother. He held me as I started to regulate my breathing, I didn't even realise when I started to have a panic attack.

"I knew this was going to happen. I couldn't save her. I knew I wasn't meant to but… I just. People die Harry," looking at him right in the eye, "the only reason I came back was to stop-"

"Them from dying. I know,"

"It wasn't just that. After the war, it took a lot from us and we- we broke. None of us the same anymore. I wanted everyone to stop having those nightmares. But, if some people die… I need to save them, I need to save them." he brought me closer as I breathed slowly. "What if I let them live and big things change, like really, really change?" I asked.

"I don't know how to answer that." we both sat there in silence, letting the post-winter air cool us, "but I do know that you will do whatever you can to lessen the numbers. You'll do what you can to help people. I-I don't know what life was like before but you seem to have a past just as messed up as mine." he finished. I sniffed and closed my eyes.

"Can we stay out here a little longer?" my 12 year-old energy drained.