"Ron, where have you been?" Harry asked.

"In library, I was doing some extra studying for my next class." Ron replied. Harry didn't believe a word of it, he knew he had been sulking somewhere because Hermione liked Draco and not him. Suddenly it occurred to Harry that he didn't know what Ron was studying for.

"Ron what are you here for?" Harry turned to the door as he asked this.

"Oh, I'm here to study to become a journalist for the Daily Prophet." Ron happily replied. Harry just nodded he could see that Alexis had manage to stumble her way out of the room. But where had she gone? Harry knocked on the door of room 33a Sophie opened it slightly.

"What do you want?" she snapped.

"I was just wondering if Alexis is in here." Harry asked he tried to have a peek into the room but Sophie slammed the door shut. At this moment Ron came out.

"If you're looking for Alexis I took her to the sick bay. Don't ask me how I found it because I really don't know." Ron went back into the dorm and closed the door, leaving Harry alone in the hall. Malfoy and Hermione were soon standing next to him.

"Did you have fun tonight?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, it was alright, you?" Harry asked Hermione, but he was glaring at Malfoy.

"A ball" she replied and went into her dorm. Harry didn't hesitate, he was going to find out what was going on once and for all.

"Malfoy, since when have you been a changed person?" Harry asked.

"None of your business Potter." Malfoy answered.

"It is my business when it involves one of my friends" Harry said grabbing Malfoy's arm. Malfoy looked defeated.

"Fine, but somewhere where we can't be heard." Malfoy said walking down the hall. Harry followed him. They went down a couple of flights of stairs until they came to the 20th floor. They walked down a hall till the came to a wooden door. Malfoy opened it up. Inside were two chairs and a mirror, nothing special. Malfoy sat down on one chair and Harry sat on the other chair. They sat in silence for about 5 minutes until Malfoy spoke.

"I moved out of home in the last year of Hogwarts because my dad was continuing to be so horrible. So was Professor Snape. They had expectations for me, you know to be a dark wizard, but I never wanted to become one. At Hogwarts I was expected to be the bad one, greasy hair, rude to teachers. But now I'm at Valgonda I know there are no expectations for me. And since I moved from home I haven't heard from my father since." Malfoy said all this with his head to the ground.

"But what about Crabbe and that, the group you hanged with?" Harry asked.

"They were just people my father introduced me to; he knew they wouldn't make any friends so he said I was to become their friend, their leader." Malfoy replied.

"So why are you being so nice to Hermione?" Harry asked.

"I knew she would understand, because of the way I treated her at Hogwarts I wanted to apologize. She did understand. Since then we saw each other more in the holidays. I told no one because I knew it would get to my father somehow and I didn't know what he would so. I was scared." Malfoy's voice was becoming weaker and weaker as he spoke. Harry thought one more question would be suitable.

"So what's going on with you and Hermione?" Harry questioned.

"I cant deny it, I do like her and I know she feels the same way. So the rest will just happen I guess." Malfoy got up.

"So now you know." He exited the room as he said this, Harry followed. They silently went up to their dorm. Their first day was over at Valgonda, they all got ready for bed. Ron feel asleep in an instant slowly followed by Malfoy. But Harry couldn't sleep. Not after what Malfoy told him.