A/N: Hey Guys!!! I'm back!! I am so sorry that this took so long. I was at my aunts and she didnt have the internet. Anyway. I really hope no ones mad at me for being gone so long. I missed a couple of upload dates. I feel really bad about it guys. Oh but guess what. Tomorrow 7-31 is my 1 year for being a member of I'm so happy I love this site lol.

Warnings: The Slytherin's are in this chapter. Beware for plots. Oh and theres a lovely little verbal spar between two charries and no I wont say who here.

Also: This is SLASH male/male pairings dont like dont read. homophobes turn your buts around and walk away now. You. Have. Been. Warned.

Flames: Will be used to make hotdogs and SMORs hehe!

no Ramblings today. I'll just let you get on with the chapter.

Chapter 8

Slytherins Conversations and Plots...O MY!!

Two weeks passed in relative silence at Hogwarts. Things were silent. Perhaps too silent. Some might say it was the calm before the storm; and oh what a storm this would be. But in the Slytherin dungeons things were not so quiet.

For the Gryffindor and Slytherin sixth years, the final class before the weekend was nearly over. As they sat in their Potions class finishing up their latest potion-a nasty potion that was a lot like a strengthening solution only stronger-the Slytherins who had already finished were whispering quietly amongst themselves, their gazes falling every once in a while on two students who sat at the front of the class.

"Look at him, all buddy buddy with the Gryffindorks," Pansy said disgustedly as she looked over where Draco was working with Harry.

"I know," Millicent replied her voice just loud enough for the two boys to hear, "You'd've thought he could sink no lower. Now he's not just a coward and blood traitor but he's even run to the enemy for help."

"Just ignore them," Harry said as he noticed Draco's hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. "They're not worth the effort."

"I know that Harry," Draco replied, turning back to their cauldron. He picked up his stirring rod and began to stir the potion in a counterclockwise motion; trying, unsuccessfully, to ignore the whispers going on at the table behind him.

Harry watched his companion closely throughout the remainder of the class. As the whispers continued, he could tell that they were beginning to wear on his newfound friend. Though, his body was relaxed as he concentrated on stirring their potion, he could tell by the look in Draco's eyes that he was still letting what the Slytherins said get to him.

"What is it Harry?" Draco asked, feeling Harry's eyes on him.

"Are you alright?" Harry replied. "And dont just say 'Yea I'm fine' either cause I know you're not."

Draco looked up from his stirring and stared into the green eyes of his friend. Seeing the concern in them he sighed and said, "Can we not talk about it right now?"

"Fine but we are going to talk about it" Harry replied, deciding to ignore the fact that Draco had merely rolled his eyes at him and gone back to stirring their potion.

"Fill your vials and bring them to the front of the class," the dark-haired Potions Master said. "I want a three foot essay on the effects of asphodile when applied correctly as well as incorrectly to the basic sleeping draft; due at the start of class on Monday."

"Will you tell me what's wrong now?" Harry asked as he and Draco sat in front of the fire in Draco's room. He glanced over to where the blond boy was sitting and felt himself smile dispite the worry he felt for the other boy.

'It's amazing what can change in two weeks,' Harry thought to himself as he waited for the blond to respond (A/N: hehe I rhymed....Sorry you can continue the fic now) The two boys had somehow managed to go from Hogwarts number one rivals to being borderline best friends.

"Why does something always have to be wrong?" Draco asked, his voice sounding somewhat annoyed. "Am I not allowed to have a bad day? For Merlin's sake Harry, every time I so much and sigh you start acting like I could have a nervous breakdown any moment!"

"Well pardon me for worrying about my friend!" Harry replied heatedly.

"There is nothing to worry about!" Draco nearly yelled back.

"Then what do you call this?" Harry asked as he walked up to the blond and yanked back the sleeve of his robes. Fresh scabs were surrounded by pale scars. "If there's nothing to worry about, why do you do this?"

A shocked look passed over the shorter boy's features before settling on a cool glare as he pulled his hand out of the dark-haired boy's grasp. "Is that why you wanted to be friend all the sudden then? Someone talk you into finding out my problems did they? Thought that maybe the boy-who-lived could probably fool me into trusting him and telling right?"

"Merlin Draco, why is it so hard for you to understand that someone could actually care enough about you to worry?" Harry said, his own voice now growing slightly annoyed at the blond's childishness.

The other boy's clear blue eyes suddenly grew icy as he glared at his friend. "Maybe because no one ever has and I dont expect anyone ever will." His voice grew cold as he spoke and when he continued he was all but yelling at the other boy, "You dont know what my life's been like,Harry! Stop pretending that you do!"

"Well I would know if you'd just tell me." Harry replied, struggling to regain his calm.

"I can't do that. Don't you get it. I can't do that."

With a sigh the blue-eyed teen tuend away and walked over toward his desk, where he sat down and pulled out his Potions text. "I think, maybe, you should just go, Potter."

"Draco..."

"GO!!" Draco yelled, not taking his eyes of the book before him.

"Fine," Harry replied with a sigh as he turned and walked over to the door. Before walking out he paused and said, "No body talked me into becoming your friend Draco. Maybe it's time you realized that, sometimes, people really do care about you. I'll stop by tomorrow after dinner, alright?" When the other boy didn't answer, Harry sighed and left the room, hoping that his friend will have calmed down by the next night.

Draco sat for a moment, thinking over what Harry had just said. Could someone really care and not want something in return? Part of him believed it but the other part kept telling him otherwise. With a sigh, he rose from his seat and quickly crossed the room. He stopped however, just as he reached the room's exit and, after a moments hesitation and a sigh of defeat, turned away once more.

'Stupid,' Draco thought of himself. 'Stupid, stuipd STUPID!' With this final thought he turned towards the wall, sharp pains flashing through his arm as his right hand connected with the solid wall.

(A/N: Ok time for a breif pause. Now we're switching characters and places. No we're not going to Harry, though I would love to do that but I donno I wanna finsh this so I can post it so Onward to the dungeons...)

"Alright Zambini, what did you call us all here for?" Pansy Parkinson asked the dark haired boy as she and a small group of 6th and 7th year Slytherins stood around him.

"I think it's time that we let Malfoy get what's coming to him," the boy replied calmly. His deep brown eyes surveying those around him. "Tomorrow evening, this false sense of security we have allowed those around the traitor to feel will be yanked away...Parkinson," he said turning to the girl who stood beside him, "make certain everyone else is informed by Sunday that open season on Draco Malfoy has begun."

The petite girl said nothing but nodded, a sly smile crossing her face momentarily.

"Blaise" Milicent Bullstrode asked from her seat on the couch, "If no one else is going to know until the day after tomorrow, who gets to deliver the wonderful knews to the traitor?"

A dark light flashed in the dark-haired Slytherin's eyes as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small slip of parchment with a single word written on it. "Leave that..." he said with a smirk, "to me."
A/N: ---Ducks under desk--- please dont hurt me. Harry and Draco had to have the fight it leads up to next chappie. I promise they'll be friends again soon ok. Please dont hurt me... okay Personally I really didnt like this chapter but you know what why dont you all review and tell me what you thought ok. I will so update next week I promise.

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Alright does anyone wanna know what happens next chappie. Lets just say that in order for it to be allowed on here and still be up to my standards I've set for myself (which are teribly high) its going to be difficult but I think I know what I"m gonna do. Lets just say Draco's life is about to take a turn for the worse.

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