A/N: I had several people ask when DRASTORIA was going to happen. Well… Someone realizes something in this Chapter (; it isn't much, but here's a small step. Cheers to little things! Enjoy!

Theo's POV:

"April showers bring May flowers!" We all turn to look at Adrian who had been holding a flower that Lucy had given him earlier today. I will never understand their relationship.

"You two are SO weird…" Lucas looked so disgusted and threw a pillow at Adrian who was knocked back off of his bed. He had fallen on top of Crabbe and Goyle who were engaged in a game of Wizard's chess on the floor.

"OI!" They shoved Adrian off only to see that most of their pieces had been broken. Blaise, Lucas, and I were roaring with laughter, Blaise even rolling around on the floor. Soon all of us were cackling and I hadn't remembered the last time we were all like this.

Just then, Tracey Davis bursts into our room, her eyes wild and looking extremely frightened. "POTTER ATTACKED DRACO.. THERE WAS BLOOD EVERYWHERE." Milly appeared behind her, just as shocked. "It's true… blood and water was flooding out of the bathroom… He was all cut up." Milly had begun crying as all of us had begun to sprint out of the room. What the hell is going on?

Daphne's POV:

"Honestly Astoria – I don't know what you see in him.. He's not even that good looking."

"It's not always about the looks Daph…"

"Fine then, good luck having ugly babies. I won't be baby sitting." Astoria slapped my arm and both of us started laughing.

"Honestly, I'm going to kill you." We continued laughed as she spoke the password and the common room door opened. The common room was filled with upper year Slytherins – looking worried and angry. Pansy ran up to me and threw her arms around me. She sobbed, "That Potter boy attacked Drakey!" My eyes grew large.

Tracey came up behind her, "Milly and I – we were passing by the bathroom… there was so much blood Daphne. All the boys are at the hospital wing. Potter's with McGonagall. Slughorn and Snape forebode any of us to leave the room." I heard books drop and turned around to see Astoria bolting out of the room. "ASTORIA- DON'T"

She was gone before I could finish.

Astoria's POV:

Draco… Blood everywhere… Maybe Milly and Tracey were mistaken? No. It can't be, because the rest of the sixth year boys had been absent from the room.

I was running down the endless corridors and passageways. I imagined arriving to his lifeless body and hearing Madame Pompfrey's apologies and condolences. No. He can't be gone. I reached the hospital wing; I stopped at the door to catch my breath and leaned my forehead against. Closing my eyes, I remembered the last words I had spoken to him many months ago. "Hopefully you'll die. So that way, I wouldn't have to avoid you."I shut my eyes tighter, as if doing so would erase the memory – undo the action. I wanted to bang my head against the door. I was so stupid. So dumb. He was right, I was just a child. A stupid, stupid child. How could Snape or McGonagall ever want me as the school's head girl? I held the knob, and with shaky hands, twisted it open and pushed. A group of familiar boys turned to look at me. They parted aside as I slowly made my way towards the bed.

My throat dried and I felt like I was going to vomit my heart out. There he was, my Draco.

"He's not dead Tori…" Theo's voice soothed me and he put his hand at the small of my back. Even with the reassurance, I felt my eyes well up with tears. Draco was always going to be the only boy I'd cry over. I moved forward and cupped his face with my right hand and ran my other hand over his hair. It really was as soft as girls fantasized it to be. He was probably somewhere in limbo; he was probably feeling so much pain right now. But this was the first time in months that he had looked so peaceful. At this state, he was not the Death Eater Draco that had his nose up in the air, nor was he the pompous prat that everyone knew him to be for years. No. Here, right now, he was the Draco I had grown up with. His sleeping state reminiscent of the summer days we'd find ourselves falling asleep on a blanket in my Gardens. I traced my thumb around his cheek and continued running my fingers through his hair – just how I used to when we were children.

I'd done it a million times, for it was I who had always woken up from our naps first. But I recalled the first time he caught me; he was ten and I was nine.

Flashback:

I woke up from yet another accidental naps. I wasn't sure if these were even accidental anymore, for they had now happened on a regular basis. I sat up and stretched my arms out and looked down next to me. Of course Draco was still sleeping. I smiled to myself and did what I always did. I cupped his face with one hand, stroking his cheek; my other hand ran its fingers through his hair. I had once heard Lucy ask Daphne if his hair were soft – if she were here right now, I'd confirm it. It felt like silk. Then his hand reached up and he placed it over my hand cradling his face. He opened his eyes.

"Stor.. What're you doing."?

"Oh… nothing… sorry…" I felt my cheeks heat up. Oh great, I probably looked like a tomato right now. He smiled at me. I should probably tell him to smile more; it's quite nice to look at.

"Don't apologize. It feels nice. It makes me feel safe, you don't have to stop."

End Flashback.

Wherever his mind was right now, I had hoped that my gentle movements felt nice. I hope it was making him feel safe.

xxx

It had been almost two weeks since the attack. Pansy and all of the boys had gotten numerous detentions for attempting to beat up Harry or one of his friends. Daphne had cut off all ties with her Gryffindor friends. And I had spent all of my free time in the hospital wing. Draco was never awake when I came to visit. Madame Pompfrey explained to me that he had lost a lot of blood and was still very weak. He only woke up during very early hours to take his medicine, and then he would spend the rest of the day sleeping. So I began to sneak off in the middle of the night to sleep in the hospital wing. Madame tried to force me to leave on numerous occasions, even threatening to call my parents and notify Head Master. "So notify them. I'm not leaving." She left me alone after that, but I still, I was never awake when he was.

Potions class had ended and I was on my way to the hospital wing when Michael appeared in front of me.

"Where are you going?"

"To the hospital wing."

"Again? Why? You spend all of your time there, I have barely seen you these past few weeks."

"And, what? It's only been a week Michael. Are you not able to function without me? That's fairly sad." I walked past him and thought it would end this silly little confrontation. But he said, "Oh that's funny that you should say that. Because you're acting as if you can't function without him."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I'm right, aren't I? You've fallen in love with him, haven't you? I'm not stupid Astoria. I'm a bloody Ravenclaw for Merlin's sake."

I started laughing, "If you're going to boast about being a Ravenclaw, then you should really start thinking before you speak. Did you hear yourself just now? Accusing me of being in love with Draco? I grew up with him! He's my best friend. You'd be in the hospital wing every damn day if it was Logan on the bed."

"Am I in the wrong for accusing you? Everyone sees it. People have been talking."

"And so what? You believe them over your own girl friend? It's awfully nice to know that you lack trust in me."

He moved forward, filling the space between us and tried to put his arms around me. I wasn't going to forgive him for what he said – I couldn't. So I backed away.

"Astoria… I'm sorry. I'm just worried."

"No, you just don't trust me."

"Well, can you blame me? Mathias always used to tell us that it would always be you and Draco. And he's not the only one whose said that."

I started walking toward the Slytherin Dungeons. But before I completely disappeared from view, I turned around and said, "There's no point in a relationship if you don't trust me then." He didn't come after me.