"Show me the way to forgive you.

Allow me to let it go.

Allow me to be forgiven.

Show me the way to let go."

~A Perfect Circle

"Hello Potter," Draco responded, trying to sound malicious, but unsuccessful

"What do you think you're doing," Harry demanded.

"What do you mean," Draco asked in an unconvincing tone.

"What are you doing with Hermione," he scowled.

"Why, upset that you're little girlfriend moved on to someone else," Draco asked angrily. Potter had no right to be treating him like this.

"She's not my girlfriend. And she won't be your's," Harry said, trying to unclench his jaw.

Draco could only glare at him. Ron Weasley approached from the Great Hall.

"That pumpkin pie was great wasn't it Harry," Ron said, stopping mid yawn when he noticed Draco and continued, "What's going on? Is Malfoy starting something again?"

"No Ron," Harry said, "its fine."

Harry gave Draco one last look and left with Ron. Draco could hear them talking about him all the way down the hall. He headed to the Slytherin common room where Crabbe and Goyle were waiting with sweets they'd taken from the Great Hall.

"Draco! Pansy's looking for ya," Crabbe shouted while stuffing a cream puff in his mouth.

"Tell her I killed myself," Draco mumbled.

Crabbe and Goyle shrugged and continued eating. Draco took the staircase up to his dorm. He saw someone sitting on his bed and turned on the light.

"Pansy! What are you doing here," Draco exclaimed. This was certainly the last person he wanted to see in his bedroom.

"What were you doing after you left the Great Hall," she whimpered.

Draco didn't say anything and responded by crossing his arms across his chest.

"You're cheating on me with someone aren't you? Someone said you were out there talking to a girl. Is she a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff? I know she's not a Slytherin because all the girls were at the table with me. And well... Gryffindor," she laughed.

"Get out of my room right now Pansy or I won't be able to stop myself from what I want to do to you," he said, breathing loudly.

"What do you want to do to me Draco," she said, batting her eyes in the most repulsive way possible, "I know I wouldn't mind a few things."

Draco grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her. He decided to take a shower where he scrubbed his skin until he was red. He needed to talk to Hermione. There were so many things he needed to say. He wrapped a towel around his waist and sat at his desk with a quill and parchment. He scribbled down a note. Dear Hermione,

I meant everything I said to you outside the Great Hall despite what Harry might have told you. Pansy suspects I have a girlfriend from Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. I don't think she'll figure it out but it's best if we play it safe and be careful of what we say in front of other people. Let me know that you got this letter and that no one intercepted it. I'm afraid of what would happen if word got out about us. I suppose I never asked you this properly but, would you be my girlfriend? Love, The Bouncing Ferret Boy

Draco attached the note to his bird and whispered to him, "I need you to take this to Hermione in the Gryffindor common room or in her dorm. Wait until one of the students gives the password and follow in after them."

He opened his door and the bird flew out obediently, making noise until one of the other Slytherins let him out the common room door. Draco put on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt before climbing into bed. He hoped he'd dream of Hermione tonight.