Okay so I took the weekend off for my great-grandmas memorial. I'm sorry, I've just been so depressed over weekend that I didn't write because I'd rather have happy emotions in the chapters rather than the depression I've been feeling. I'm actually still feeling it, but it's getting better. Anyway, I'm back and I'm here to stay~! Hope you enjoy this chapter, I wrote them today during school because I am just that awesome.

Disclaimer: I only take ownership of Micha, Zane and the wonderful plot.

"You laugh at me because I'm different,

But I laugh at you because your all

the same."

Kittie

Over the course of the week they got the required books and materials needed for the term back at Hogwarts. Draco had on odd suspicion as to why the book for Defense had changed from Standard Book of Spells to Theory of Defense Against the Dark Arts. He of course, didn't voice this but he figured by the looks on Granger and Harry's faces that they had same suspicion as him. He also thought it had more than a lot to do with what was being put into the Daily Prophet. He shook his head and sighed. He had much greater things to worry about right now, like how the hell he was going to sit with Harry on the train. Then again the moment he stepped onto the Hogwarts Express he was going to be ambushed by the she devil, or as other people referred to her as, Pansy Parkinson. The bane of Draco's very existence. The sole person Draco wanted to murder in a complete muggle fashion i.e. slow and very, very, very painful. Most pe0ple thought that they were on good terms. Draco's reply to that? A big fat BLOODY HELL NO! In his opinion she's too obsessed with him for her own good. She's also, as muggles would say; a fugly slut. More fugly than slutty, but meh. But none the less she still thought she had a shot with him. If only she knew... The only good part about going back to school was being able to wipe that smug look off the pigs face.

Anyways, tomorrow or well three hours, five minutes, and six seconds from this moment in time he would be getting up to go leave tomorrow. He should probably go to sleep, but the thing was he couldn't. He had the urge to go streaking down the street singing muggle songs. Don't ask him where that urge came from, because he doesn't know the answer himself. He sighed and sat up in his bed. He could write a letter to his mother? Writing always made him tired and he would need it to fall asleep, and soon. He got up and took out a piece of parchment and took out his quill and started writing to his mother.

Mum,

I just want you to know that this letter has absolutely no point at all. I just wanted to write you this to help me fall asleep. Wait, that sounds wrong. I'm sorry, I'm just trying to fall asleep… that also sounds wrong, but hopefully you understand what I'm trying to say… and that I love you.

So anyway we have to go back to Hogwarts tomorrow. You know how I told you about the change in the DADA books? Well I have a feeling that it has to do with the Ministry. I mean have you seen the things they've been saying about Harry and Dumbledore in the Prophet? What I can't believe is that they are stupid enough to lie and say that he isn't back. I mean he's the bloody Dark Lord! Of course he can come back. Plus, what the hell does Harry gain from lying about the Dark Lord being back? I have to agree with father when he says that the people who work at the Ministry are bonkers. The Dark Lord is back and they know it, they are just too stupid to realize it. You should see the look on Harry's face when the Prophet puts him and Dumbledore down. It breaks my heart that I can't do anything to help him. Also, the nightmares he's been having are getting worse. I wish I could do something to help him mum. He thrashes around on his bed and he breaks out into a cold sweat and… it hurts mum, it really does.

I'm not asking you for advice on this because I don't think anyone can relate or know what he's going through. I don't even think I can tell him it's going to get better, because you and I both know it isn't. Then again, it always gets worse before it gets better. Sad as it is, that's how life is. Just when you think things can't worse they do. –insert exasperated sigh here. - I'm going to help him to the best of my ability, but it's going to be hard. I'm not going to leave him mum. I'm also not going to let some Dark Lord who thinks he's so scary (even though he really is intimidating. Even for a Malfoy…) defeat Harry. He has so much going for him to die so young. I mean honestly who can think to kill someone so young? I think that instead of killing the Dark Lord we should take away his magic and put him in a straight jacket and then put him in a padded room in a secluded part of a mental facility. I mean honestly that man (if you can call him that) is bloody bonkers and needs to be locked up. Though if we keep him alive he may do more damage to Harry.

Well enough of that. How are things going with you? In the last letter you sounded sad; I do hope that everything is going well with you. Maybe I can ask Sirius if you can stay with us over the Christmas holiday? I'm sure he won't mind even though the two of you seem to despise each other. I really don't see why, he's pretty awesome. Then again, you have your reasons for hating him; I just think that you should get over them since they happened so long ago and mean nothing. I mean you only live once and you only have one family. What's the point in hating them over something as petty as him being a blood traitor? I mean does it really matter? Then again I am only a foolish 15 year old who knows nothing, but that's just my opinion.

Well mother I am getting rather sleepy and I have to leave for school in a few hours. I hope everything is going well for you and I hope to hear from you soon.

Love,

Draco

Draco put the letter into an envelope and gave it to his owl Noctis* to take to his mother. When Noctis was gone he closed the window and walked over to his bed and fell into a restless sleep. Only to be woken two hours later feeling like he got hit by a bus.

*Noctis means Midnight in Latin. The name was only created out of ironic purposes ^^

So there it is. They go back to school and it shifts back into being more canon than the original because I left some stuff out in that. Oh and the cupcake is still going to be apart of the story. I can't take that out I really can't. It was gold... pure gold! So, it will be staying just like the chapter(s) with Micha and Zane. The Micha and Zane chapter are staying exactly the same only with a few slight changes ^.^ So no worries. Also, next chapter the speeches and everything will be how it was in the movie. I just have to find the quotes and stuffs. Until tomorrow ^_^

EP