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!

She entered the common room and saw Harry sitting on his own. She went over to him and sat down.

'Where are Ron and Hermoine?'

'Upstairs, in Hermoine's private room.'

'Oh. Are you ok? I'm sorry about Mal…Draco.'

'It's ok, not your fault. I'm just feeling lonely.'

'Oh Harry, you will find someone. In fact, I know you will. You're such a great guy!'

'So why haven't I got a girlfriend?'

'I don't know, but I do know that there is someone who does love you and not for your fame or anything like that, just for who you are.'

'I know and I love her too!'

'You do?' Dynasty asked in surprise.

'Yes, but there's one problem!'

'What?'

'She's with Draco Malfoy, my worst enemy.' Harry got up from his chair and went upstairs. Dynasty just sat there in shock. She wanted to be able to tell him how she felt, even that she thinks about him when she and Draco make love. But she couldn't leave Draco now, could she? The thing is with Draco, she never knew if he was being sincere or not, but the eyes never lie, and she definitely saw his need for her in them earlier on. Dynasty sighed and sat back in the chair, wondering what to do.

That evening, Dynasty went to see Draco and stay with him for the night. As they lay there in an after sex glow, Draco softly kissed Dynasty's neck. Dynasty's thoughts were elsewhere, back in the Gryffindor common room with Harry. Draco cuddled up to her and fell asleep, a lock of hair falling across his face. Dynasty sighed, Draco did nothing for her anymore. Three years ago, she fancied him like mad and he made her wild with passion. Now it was more like a friendship. Instead, Harry was the one who ignited those feelings. But not just feelings of passion, they were feelings of true, unaltered love and it was becoming harder for Dynasty to ignore those feelings. Dynasty soon fell asleep and had a night filled with dreams of her and Harry in the future. A happy Sirius there at their wedding, whilst a bitter and angry Snape stood at the back, dressed in black and a look of thunder on his face.

The next couple of months seemed to go past so slowly. Things had become difficult between her and Harry and they didn't talk as much as before. Ron was trying to stay impartial, whilst Hermoine seemed to be punishing her for being with Draco. Finally the Christmas holidays arrived and she was glad that Draco had gone home. Ron had also gone with Hermoine, so apart from a few first and second years, her and Harry would be alone. This gave her a perfect chance to talk to him. Getting the time however was difficult, he seemed to avoid her whenever he could and would go up to his dormitory when he saw her approaching. One morning, Dynasty went to sit by the frozen lake, watching the giant squid swim underneath the thick layer of ice. She heard huge footsteps in the snow and looked up to be greeted by Hargrid's smiling face.

'What yer doin' out ere?' Hagrid asked in his usual, booming voice.

'Just thinking. How are you Hagrid?'

'I'm great thanks. Where's our young Harry? He's usually wit' yer.'

'We're not getting on at the moment Hagrid. Draco's been causing trouble.'

'He always was a troublemaker. You can do much better than him miss.'

'I know, I know. Thing is, I'm in love with Harry.'

'That's fantastic news! When yer gonna tell him? He'll be so pleased. Oh look, young Harry's coming over right this minute. I'll leave yer's alone.'

'Bye Hagrid.'