Hi! I'm back from an unexpected holiday to Ghana (If you don't know where that is... look at a map). I did try to type this chapter while at Ghana there was a creepy pedophile (forgot how to spell it properly :P) sitting right next to me in the internet cafe and he was putting me off and pissing me off. This fic was beta'd. YAY! It's also ridiculously short, DOULBE YAY. With a cliffhanger, TRIPLE YAY! Also I'm really sorry. It's so late it's not Ghana's fault, it's mine and I'm begging for your forgiveness and your reviews. I will update quicker next time. I promise!

On with the story.

The meeting carried on. Every person was unaware of the fact their conversation was anything but private. Pansy listened from outside taking in their entire plan. She then slipped out to complete her own.

"Hey Crabbe, Goyle! Come here!"

They walked over obediently, slightly scared of the look in her eyes. They waited for her instructions hoping she wouldn't make them do something too bad.

"Umm...yes." They said in unison.

"I've got a job for both of you and if you don't do it I'll get Draco to punish you again, and you wouldn't want that would you boys?" She threatened.

"No!"

"It was a rhetorical questions you morons, don't you know anything?"

Both boys nodded, before shaking their heads slightly confused.

"Look, shut up and let me start!" Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, they hadn't said anything. They thought it would be best if they didn't talk. Cackling she continued, "The plan is this!" then she leaned in and whispered what she wanted them to do.

Goyle gasped, "But Harry's our friend!"

"No he isn't! He doesn't care about you or Draco or anybody else, he's a selfish, cruel, heartless person!"

Crabbe spoke up, "You don't know anything about Harry, he likes us! We won't do anything to hurt him!"

"Fine," Pansy screeched before running off, "I don't need your help!"

With the meeting over, Harry and Draco left the library to carry out their part of the complex plan when they were ran into by Crabbe and Goyle.

"Vincent, Gregory what's wrong?" Harry asked.

"She went crazy..." Crabbe explained.

"Said that she had a job for us..." Goyle continued.

"But it was a bad job..."

"A very bad job..."

"It was about Harry..."

"She wanted to hurt you..."

"She's after Weasley."

Harry panicked, "Who is she? What does she want with Ron?"

"She is Pansy Parkinson!" Draco spat with venom in voice, "Don't worry Potter, I'm going to stop her."

"HOW?"

Draco didn't reply, instead he grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him toward the Gryffindor common room and said the password. The fat lady looked at him curiously but then noticed Harry trailing behind him and let him through.

"Stay here! I want you to be safe."

Then he stormed out to search for Pansy. He had looked everywhere in attempt to find her, after he'd searched the whole castle and was now looking in the Great Room for a second time, he ran into by Hermione, liteally.

"Ow, that hurt!" said Hemione rubbing her head then looking up."Draco, it's you! Where's Harry?"

"In the common room... your common room."

"He's not, he's gone!"

Draco shot off yelling behind him, "I'll find him, look for Pansy!"

(Time skip)

Draco wondered the corridors, "Harry! Harry where are you we need to..."

Turning the corner, Draco saw Harry and Ron having a conversation but it didn't seem like any normal conversation. Harry and Ron were close, very close, close enough to make Draco's blood boil with jealousy and rage.

"Did you hear that?" Ron exclaimed backing away from his best friend.

"Hear what?" said Harry edging closer and backing the red-head into a wall.

Ron looked for a way out head turning left and right, "The noise!"

Harry smirked laying a hand on Ron's chest, "I don't hear anything."

Ron squealed frantically pushing the boy's hand away and running only to be stopped by a hand which had grabbed his.

"Mate, what's wrong with you you're acting weird!"

"The thing is Ron," Harry said pulling towards him, "I've realized something."

Ron gulped almost afraid to ask, "Realized what?"

"Draco isn't really the one for me."

From around the corner Draco held in a gasp and tears built up in his eyes, "How could he?" he whispered softly.

Harry leaned in to Ron, leaving their lips only centimeters, apart, "I love you."

Harry went to kiss his friend, but then all of a sudden he was dragged away by a crying Draco.

"Why? How?"

A look of pure, undiluted horror crossed Harry's face and he reached out placing his hand on Draco's shoulder.

"Get away from me!" Draco spat.

Got nothing really to say, I hope you enjoyed the story enough to review. I LOVE YOU ALL!