DISCLAIMER- OTHER THAN DYNASTY, I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY, THEY BELONG TO THE WONDERFUL J.K. ROWLING AND I HAVE BORROWED THEM FOR THE SAKE OF A STORY, SO PLEASE, NO ONE SUE ME!

'How can I?' Harry looked over at Dynasty again. He watched as her black hair shone in the light, and how the one white streak stood out against it. Harry could see her brown eyes dancing in the light as she spoke to Malfoy. He then saw that it wasn't her eyes that the light was dancing off, but tears and he watched as one fell down her cheek. Malfoy seemed oblivious to her pain. Harry watched her get up and leave her compartment.

'I'll be back in a minute.'

'Harry? Where are you going?'

'Malfoy will kill him.' Ron said quietly as Harry ran down the carriage.

Harry came to a stop when he saw Dynasty standing by one of the doors, looking out of the window. He heard her sniff and sighed. He had never felt this way about anyone before and believed he never would again.

'Dynasty?'

'Harry, hi. What's wrong?' Dynasty quickly wiped her tears away and took a deep breath.

'I was about to ask you the same thing. What's wrong?'

'Oh nothing. I'm just confused Harry.'

'About?'

'About my feelings for people. I like Draco, but I don't love him, I love someone else. Yet I'm too scared to break it off, one because we all know what Draco is like and secondly, I know what my uncle will say, and I can't make him angry, he's the only family I have. You're so lucky!'

'How am I?'

'You have Sirius.' Dynasty replied. Harry saw the tears fall and walked towards he. He hugged her tightly, breathing in the subtle scent of her hair and holding her as she cried.

'I don't really have Sirius. I can't live with him.'

'Yes, but you know he's there! All I have is my Uncle and Draco and his damned mother and father! I may like Draco but I hate his father and mother!'

'What about the other person?'

'Oh Harry, he's so soft and gentle, so kind. And he's brave. We have a lot in common, he knows what it's like not to know his parents. I'd better get back.' Dynasty gave Harry a long look, a look that told him she had just told him that she loved him. Harry smiled softly. One because he knew she felt the same way, two because Dynasty was the only Gryffindor to called Malfoy by his real name, although she did sometimes call him Malfoy around Him, Ron and Hermoine. Harry walked back to his compartment. Crabbe and Goyle were standing outside theirs, which probably meant Malfoy had wanted some time alone with Dynasty. However, Harry had to laugh when he heard Dynasty telling him to get out.

'What's wrong with you?'

'Nothing, just get out! I want to change in peace, now move!'

'But I thought…'

'You thought wrong Draco, I am NOT your shag doll, now GET OUT!' Harry squeezed passed Crabbe and Goyle and slipped into his compartment before sitting down and smiling.

'Why are you so happy?'

'Just pleased to hear that Malfoy isn't getting his own way all the time.'

'So, what was wrong with Dynasty?' Hermoine asked.

'Nothing, she just misses her mum and dad.'

'Oh.'