Draco lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. It had been a week since his confrontation with Harry. He had decided to give Harry what he wanted – space. He had also needed time to think about what he was going to do be doing about everything. For the time being, he had avoided Harry, which was hard because they had classes together.

I want him back so badly. But I can't force him to be with me again. He doesn't seem to want to have anything to do with me anymore. But being away from him, not seeing his smile every single day, not hearing his voice… all of this is tearing me apart. What am I going to do? Maybe some sleep will help me think better.

Draco turned in bed and pulled the covers over his head. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep. He tossed and turned in his bed, trying to get himself into a more comfortable position, after a while, he just gave up and lay staring at the ceiling once more.

"What's wrong with you?" A drowsy voice asked from somewhere in the room. Draco sat up and followed the voice and saw that it was Blaise.

"You're still awake?" Draco asked.

"I wasn't. But all your tossing and turning and all that noise you were making woke me up." Blaise replied, sleepily rubbing his eyes and suppressing a yawn.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Draco apologized.

"What's bugging you anyway?"

Draco remained silent for a while before replying. "Harry."

"What about him?" Blaise asked, sounding more awake now. "I thought you two were over already?"

"We are. But that doesn't mean I don't still have feelings for him."

"You're still not over him?" Blaise asked, looking surprised.

"Never was," Draco replied.

"But, you were the one that broke it off." Draco nodded. "What the hell? You're not making any sense Draco," Draco still didn't say anything so Blaise continued. "Well, why are you letting this affect you so much? The Draco Malfoy I knew wouldn't just sit here and mope; he'd do everything he could to get what he wanted."

"It's different with Harry." Draco finally replied.

"How's it different?" Blaise asked.

"Harry doesn't want to be with me anymore. He told me to leave him alone. And as much as I don't want to, I have to respect what he wants."

"Since when did you care about things like that?"

"I love Harry, Blaise." Draco continued before Blaise could interrupt him. "And, if he doesn't want to be with me, I don't see how forcing him to get back with me is going to work in my favor. I can't force him to do something he doesn't want to do. First of all, it's just not right. And secondly, it's only going to make him hate me more. And I really don't want that."

"Harry told you he hated you?" Blaise asked after a while.

"No, not exactly; but he doesn't have to say it for me to get the idea. He doesn't want anything to do with me. I'm only hurting him. And I really don't want that."

"How do you know that's what he really wants?" Blaise asked.

"I just do." Draco sighed. "You should go back to sleep. I'm going to try to sleep to." With that, Draco pulled the sheets over his head and Blaise could no longer get a word out of him.

Blaise leaned back against the headboard of his bed, unable to fall back asleep. Occasionally, he would gaze over at the direction of Draco's bed as he started to sort out the thoughts running through his mind.

Harry sat in class, staring into space. He had about twenty minutes until Professor Snape comes in and starts the class. All around him, students sat in their chairs and talked amongst themselves. Besides him, Ron, Hermione, and Blaise talked; he remained silent. He also ignored their occasional glances at him.

Harry looked up at the sound of the door opening and shutting. From where he was, he could see light blond hair walking into the room and to the empty seat besides his. Harry recognized him instantly. Draco. Harry quickly averted his gaze and moved his attention to his suddenly very fascinating desk.

Draco stole at glance at Harry, whose attention was fixed on his desk. He let out a soft sigh and took a seat behind Blaise, which put him right next to Harry. He silently cursed himself for coming in late and not picking a better seat. Blaise looked back and nodded a greeting at Draco, who nodded back. He pulled out some parchment and a quill and began to doodle.

After a while, Snape walked in. With a wave of his wand, some instructions appeared on the board behind him. He walked between the rows of desks and started pairing people up. Harry paled when he saw how Snape was pairing everyone up. The way things were going, he was going to end up being paired up with Draco.

Draco looked up when Snape came to walk by where he sits. He watched as Snape paired up people and realized who he was going to be paired with. Harry. He turned to look at Harry when Snape told them they were partners. Harry looked slightly pale, but still calm and indifferent.

After everyone was paired, Snape left them to do their work while he went to sit behind his desk and grade some stuff. Draco looked at a loss of what to do. Everyone was getting up to go sit with their partners, but Harry showed no signs of budging. He didn't even show any signs of acknowledging that Draco was even there. After a while, and after a cold stare from Professor Snape, he moved to sit beside Harry.

After his grading was done, Snape looked around at his students to check on their progress. His gaze stopped on Harry and Draco. The two worked quietly, not exchanging a word. Harry reached for a bottle at the same time as Draco did. Their hands brushed up against each other; the two quickly pulled their hands apart, as if they had been burned. Harry looked around, pretending to be looking for something else, while Draco looked down, suddenly very interested in his hands. Snape raised his eyebrows at their odd behavior. Snape looked at Draco one more time before deciding to talk to him after class.

I'm back! Hehe. It's short. I know. Sorry! Don't hate me! Well, that's all I have for now. I'll try to get some more up as soon as possible. Writer's block sucks, ya know?