Chapter four Draco who had been bathing in the light that was his success in gaining a little more of Harry's trust in the Slytherin common room suddenly saw something that wasn't in the room he was currently occupying, it was a dark haired boy, he had been pushed to the ground by another boy, the boy who now lay on the floor was being punched and kicked so violently blood was trickling out of his mouth.

Draco snapped out of the daze and understood immediately that his mate was in trouble and wasted no time in going to his aid.

The castle was deathly quite as it was at least an hour past curfew, Filch and Mrs Norris were o where to be seen so the distressed Slytherin meet no challenges until he came to the portrait of the fat lady.

"Password?" She asked.

"Shit...err muggle born?" He said hopefully but the door refused to open. His only thing he could do was to wait and hope some one found his love and had the sense to take him to the infirmary.

Roughly twenty five minutes of waiting some what impatiently the portrait opened and a red head rushed past him with a bushy haired girl and Weasly was carrying the limp body of Harry.

Draco took off in pursuit and even tried to persuade Ron to hand his friend over, however his efforts were in vain because as soon as Madame Pomfrey had settled Harry in a hospital bed she ushered the three out of the room before the nurse would even consider healing him.