I understand

Harry was walking down the corridors unaware of what was around him, he was too busy thinking about what he could do in the next DA lesson. It was a miracle just two months to go and the school year would be over, and Umbridge and her little minions still hadn't got them!

When Harry bumped into someone, Harry, of course, being the well-raised person Molly Weasley had made him be, wanted to apologie but when he noticed who it was he instead put a scowl on.

"Watch where you going, Potter." Malfoy spat.

'Just ignore him, you don't have time for his.' Harry thought to himself. After the Christmas holidays, Malfoy found his irritating voice back and tried to annoy Harry constantly with it. Why couldn't the stupid git just leave him alone?! It was pretty peaceful without Malfoy bothering him every day. So Harry, still trying to hold on to his good mood started walking away.

"What, not even an apologie for being such a big oaf. I'm talking to you! Oh let me guess, you're just as deaf as you are stupid! No wonder you're such a disappointment." Malfoy said as Harry was walking away. Harry didn't turn around and he was proud of that, the insults weren't as harsh as normal but they still got under his skin and his once good mood was ruined thanks to Draco Malfoy once again!

"Make it a powerful memory, the happiest you can remember. Allow it to fill you up. Keep trying, Seamus. George, your turn now." Harry said walking around to see everyone trying to do a Patronus. He came up with the idea after his little row with Malfoy, yes, his whole day was ruined but he just needed to think positive and think about the happiest memory he could think of.

"Expecto Patronum," George said with a swing of his wand showing a beautiful coyote in the sky. Patronuses where already difficult to create even for the magical creatures, so for those non-magical creatures it was even harder. There weren't many spells like that, spells that non-magical creatures could do too, but the Patronus was one of them.

"A full-bodied Patronus is the most difficult to produce but shield forms can also be equally useful against a variety of opponents." Harry was telling them, excited. Seeing everyone doing there best and mostly succeeding made Harry so joyful, they were amazing. Harry couldn't believe what took him months to perform took his class only a few days!

"Fantastic, Ginny," Harry yelled at her, seeing her beautiful horse galloping in the air.

"Just remember, your Patronus can only protect you for as long as you stay focused. So focus, Luna." Harry said walking past her and seeing her dreamy but happy gaze.

"Think of the happiest thing you can," Harry told Neville with a smile.

"Expecto Patronum… I'm trying." Neville said after it didn't work.

"I know. It's good." Harry reassured Neville.

"This is really advanced stuff, guys. You're doing so well." Harry encouraged them, already seeing so many patronesses, he couldn't help but feel proud.

And then, again his day was ruined!

Seeing the cocky smile on that ogre's face as she blasted the wall from the room of requirements, made Harry angry. But of course, it wasn't two seconds before Malfoy showed himself, gripping Cho by the shoulders with a triumphant smirk. That's what made Harry furious.

He was feeling betrayed, angry, annoyed and also a bit scared. He didn't want to end up in Azkaban, he didn't want to cause Dumbledore trouble, he didn't want to be dragged towards Dumbledore's office by Percy Weasley and that ugly ogre BITCH!

"I've been watching them for weeks. And see, Dumbledore's Army proof of what I've been telling you right from the beginning, Cornelius. They've been creating a rebellion against us. We saw your lies for what they were: A smokescreen for your bid to seize control of the Ministry." Umbridge said in her sickly sweet tone, and Harry found himself asking how anyone could possibly mistake her for nice for even a second.

"Naturally," Dumbledore said to Harry's shock. Wait a minute. What was he doing?!

"No, professor. He had nothing to do with it. It was me." Harry told Fudge immediately.

"Most noble of you, Harry, to shield me, but as has been pointed out the parchment clearly says Dumbledore's Army, not Potter's. I instructed Harry to form this organization. And I, and I alone, am responsible for its activities." Dumbledore said loud and clearly.

Was he taking the blame? But without him what were they going to do?! How were they going to step up against Umbridge without him?!

"Dispatch an owl to the Daily Prophet. If we hurry, we should still make the morning edition. Dawlish, Shacklebolt, you will escort Dumbledore to Azkaban to await trial for conspiracy and sedition." Fudge said showing his authority that Harry didn't give a fuck about. Anyone who listened to Umbridge had to him, the mindset of a sack of potatoes.

"I hope we might hit this little snag. You seem to be laboring under the delusion that I'm going to…What was the phrase? come quietly. Well, I can tell you this, I have no intention of going to Azkaban." Dumbledore said calmly which seemed to irritate Umbridge further to Harry's delight.

"Enough of this. Take him." Umbridge hissed, but Dumbledore simply smiled and winked at Harry, to Harry's confusion.

At that moment Dumbledore's phoenix Fawkes flew towards him, and just when he flew above Dumbledore, Dumbledore clapped his hands and he and Fawkes disappeared in a flames.

"Well, you may not like him, minister but you can't deny Dumbledore has got style." One of the creatures who had come with Fudge said, and Harry couldn't help but agree.

The last few weeks had been horrible. Umbridge was being an even bigger bitch and send at least five people a day to her form of 'detention'. Of course, one of those people was mostly Harry. The reasons for detention were just stupid. Mostly, it was because someone was being too annoying for her taste. Harry was even sent to it once because he sneezed, SNEEZED!

Not all was horrible though, Hagrid came back and showed the trio his brother Grawp. Who seemed pretty nice.

The night before one of the 'Ordinary Supernatural Level or better known as OSLs' Harry was walking down the corridor hearing someone sniffing. He saw a young boy crying and being comforted by Fred and George, so he walked towards them.

"What's your name?" Harry heard George asking.

"Michael." The boy answered his voice a bit hoarse from crying.

"Your hand's gonna be fine, Michael. Yeah. It's not as bad as it seems. See? It's fading already. You can hardly see ours anymore, and the pain stops after a while." Fred and George said trying to reassure Michael.

"As I told you once before, Mr. Potter, naughty children deserve to be punished." Umbridge said making Harry want to rip her heart out (if she even had one) more than he wanted with Voldemorts'. He held himself back, though it took great effort.

Fred and George were standing behind him while Harry was glaring daggers at Umbridge's retreating figure.

"You know, George, I've always felt our futures lay outside the world of academic achievement," Fred said with the usual hint of mischief, and Harry found himself smiling again.

"Fred, I've been thinking exactly the same thing," George said in the same mischief tone, making Harry curious but above all excited.

The fireworks were simply stated, AWESOME. Unfortunately, she immediately expelled Fred and George, but they seemed happy about it and gave her the finger.

She also barked for her minions to grab the golden trio to her office. To her apparently, the whole show was one of her so-called conspiracies and so she was 'interrogating' them. Threatening to torture them if they wouldn't tell her. It was at that moment Dumbledore appeared together with Fudge.

Fudge, seeing what she was doing immediately arrested her and promised Dumbledore and Harry that the whole ministry was going to be combed out for people like her. And promised he would not be manipulated by her or anyone else anymore.

Finally, with Dumbledore back and Umbridge gone, Hogwarts was once again the amazing school Harry was so fond of. But it would only last a couple of days before he needed to go back to the dreadful Dursleys.

Harry was saying his goodbyes to Ron and Hermione in the Great Hall like they always did. Even though they were probably going to sit in the same compartment on the train, but they did just to make sure.

"I promise you, Harry, that this time we'll keep in touch with you, again sorry 'bout that mate," Ron said making Harry feel a bit more secure. It was always hell with the Dursleys but last year had been extra hard especially since his best friends hadn't sent him any letters.

"Ron's right, we'll absolutely write you every week," Hermione said smiling.

"Did THE Hermione Granger just admit I was right?! I mean, of course I'm right. I'm always right but hearing you say that means I'm the new know-it-all of our group!" Ron said mocking Hermione which immediately made them fight like an old married couple.

"What do you mean know-it-all?! How dare you to just- Hermione was yelling at him while he was talking back of course.

"Alright, I'm just gonna go ahead." Harry said but he didn't think they heard him over their 'conversation'. Harry took a couple of steps backward before turning around and bumping into someone. And again, when Harry wanted to apologize he stopped the words after he saw Draco Malfoy turning around, together with his friends.

"It seems you still don't know to watch where you going scar-head." Malfoy sneered.

'Control yourself Harry.' Harry told himself attempting to walk past him. He was lucky that the hall wasn't that crowded it would be humiliating to be called out by Malfoy in front of the whole school, especially after people had started to stop being afraid of him.

"What? Again to scared to say anything? Oh, wait don't tell me you're not only stupid and deaf but also blind and mute?" Malfoy asked mockingly.

'Calm down Harry, you can do this just ignore him.' Harry thought while walking away from him successfully, but then Malfoy said the one thing no Gryffindor could take.

"I told you he was a coward."

Harry stopped right in his tracks. He was seeing red, or better said, black. He'd gone from relatively calm to enraged. How dare HE say that to HIM?! HE! Harry had enough of it.

Harry turned around his whole vision gone to black. He heard some worried whispers and saw Malfoy's eyes widen. This time, however, he had control over it. He wasn't going to hurt Malfoy…physically.

"Me? I'm the coward?" Harry asked in a calm, disbelieving tone. "I'm the one who's been an asshole towards everyone around me for five years?" Harry said his tone getting a bit stronger while he walked towards Malfoy who's face had gone pale. "I'm the one who torments a boy who didn't want to be my friend in first fucking year? I'm the one who's scared of not reaching out to my fathers' expectations?! I'm the one who bullies first years, not caring which house they're in?! I'm the one who follows a disgusting toad face that doesn't care about anyone else but herself, like me?!" Harry yelled. His face inches away from Malfoy's who was hanging his head, it almost seemed like it was in shame, but Harry knew better than that.

"I'm the one who can't even show gratitude towards a person who saved my fathers' life?" Harry asked quietly his eyes boring into Malfoy's skull. "No Malfoy, that person is you. Do you even know what I've been through? Or Hermione or Ron or anyone else for that matter? I've fucking slept in a cupboard for eleven years because my uncle and aunt couldn't care less about me. You're such a pathetic, disgusting, despicable, selfish person and above all: You. Are. A. Coward. And I do not ever want you talking to me again. Understand?" Harry said and the whole hall was quiet, he walked away, Hermione and Ron following him, not caring what the answer was and not noticing Draco crying and saying the words; "I understand."

Just like no one else did.

Draco p.o.v

It was Christmas and Draco couldn't wait to go back home, to his mom and Holly. He still felt guilty for not giving a thank you to Potter for saving his father, he just attempted not to irritate him this year. So far it went well.

It was a pretty boring year though especially thanks to that ogre woman, she even asked him to be one of her minions! It's absurd!

'And all those rules! They are unbelievable, that woman really despises children!' Draco thought to turn another corridor but came to a halt when he heard voices and saw a door he knew for certain never was there before.

He decided to hide behind the corner watching everyone that came out, they were smiling and whispering. He saw some Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, and Gryffindors.

He was surprised at first, not understanding what was going on but when Granger and Weasley came out of the door he understood.

'Oh, so this is what that questioning was about. A secret meeting.' Draco thought in delight, he was happy that some people had actual fun these days. He was also a bit jealous of them.

Draco decided to wait, if Granger and Weasley where there then that could only mean that Potter would be there too, and so far he hadn't seen him.

So he waited. And waited. And waited…

He didn't know how long he waited.

…

Okay, he did. He'd been counting unconsciously in his head. When it had been fifteen minutes Draco decided he should just leave, Potter had probably left before Draco was even there.

He jumped again to a halt when he heard the giant doors open, showing a blushing Potter and Cho.

Draco felt his heart clench, a million thoughts running in his head.

'What's she doing there?! Why are they blushing?! Why are they holding hands?! Why are they smiling at each other?! What have they been doing there?!'

They all stopped when he saw Cho leaning into Harry and giving him a quick peck on the lips.

When they left Draco was still standing there, staring at the same spot.

Tears were threatening to flow but Draco stopped them, anger and jealousy rising above the sadness.

So of course, Draco being Draco he handled them like he always handled them.

Fighting Potter.

It didn't seem Potter was touched by it though, he always ignored Draco.

But that didn't stop him.

He even went as far as to help Umbridge find the room of requirement. When Potter looked at him with those furious eyes, he felt guilty again. Not so guilty though, that he couldn't insult him on the last day of the school year.

He knew he said the wrong thing when he called him a coward. When he turned around showing him his black eyes, showing him his anger, it made Draco want to bury himself in shame.

'You idiot! How could I be so stupid! He's going to kill me I know it for sure.' Draco thought, but after all the words where spoken. All those words full with distaste, anger, venom, hate… he wished he'd just killed him.

He felt the tears again and couldn't help but to let them flow.

Had Harry hated him that much?

Was he that awful?

And when he thought about it…he was. He used bullying, insulting Harry as an excuse for wanting to keep his attention. Because he felt so lonely, but…Harry was right. Draco wasn't that lonely, he had a family that loved him, more than enough money, power, a high title…

Making fun of the Weasleys for having no power, nor money, nor a high title, was indeed pathetic.

Or making fun of Granger for being a Mudblood, he didn't even considerate the confusion or the pain that came with being bitten. What if she wasn't lucky and her parents had thrown her out?

Or Harry.

He couldn't believe that Harry was treated that bad, he heard enough stories going around about Harry not even getting a proper meal even though they knew what he ate, of his cousin throwing insults at his existence much like his aunt and uncle, but letting him sleep in a cupboard for eleven years? He couldn't even grasp how lonely that must have felt, no not lonely, horrible. He had no love, no money, no power, a low ranking title…

He was right, Draco was selfish.

And that's why when Harry asked him to leave him alone, he decided to do exactly that. He didn't want to make Harry's life even more miserable, and he knew that Harry was happy at Hogwarts. With his friends. But it was no mistake that Draco was a pest in Harry's eye.

"I understand." Draco choked out in a whisper, not knowing if Harry had heard it.

But still making it a promise that breaks his heart.

Hello :p

I'm sorry for breaking Draco's heart. :(

BUT don't worry it's all part of the plan! THE PLAN!

The next couple of chapters are going to be sad/hilarious... or at least in my mind they are...

WE'LL SEE.

FIRST OF ALL, I want to make clear that when Draco was describing Harry's status (low ranking and no power) I meant it in like his family, with Draco and Ron I meant in like Draco's family and him being a werewolf. If you were confused by that.

AND SECOND (yes I'm using the caps-lock a lot. Let me live people!)
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