Sarah was sitting quietly in the astronomy tower, staring out the window when she heard the door behind her open. She could see the reflection of a blonde haired boy with silver eyes step inside. She turned and looked at him and he stared at her in complete silence. After a minute he spoke up.

"Sorry," he muttered. "I didn't know anyone was in here."

"It's okay. I was about to leave anyway." She placed her hands on her wheels as though to leave but then stopped and rubbed her palms. "Man," she whispered.

"What's wrong?" asked Draco as he stepped up to her and kneeled down.

"My hands are so sore from wheeling around everywhere."

"You don't have to leave," he muttered. She smiled.

"Well could you please push me towards the fireplace." Draco grinned devilishly.

"Into the fire place, you say?" Sarah's eyes widened.

"NO!" she shouted while laughing. Draco rushed behind her and grabbed on to the handles and started pushing her towards the fire. She was laughing and shouting, and soon reached out her arms pressed her hands to the wall so he couldn't push her in. She continued to laugh and Draco pretended to push her in, then it happened. Sarah felt a small tingling pain in her left leg, then her right. Soon the tingly feeling faded and she could feel the heat of the fire and gapsed. "Ow!" she cried. Draco stopped immediatly and pulled her away and stared at her.

"Are you okay?" he asked frantically. "Did I burn you?"

"No, it's just.... my legs. When you did that they hurt... a lot." Draco stared at her.

"A lot?"

"Yeah." Draco slowly and hesitently placed a hand on her left leg and rubbed it up and down slowly. "Can you feel that?"

"Yes," she whispered. "I can feel things." She smiled so widely that it just barely fit her face. "Draco, this may sound insane, but help me up."

"What?" he asked perplexed.

"Just do it." He reached down and she put her arm around his shoulder and he helped her up, supporting her weight and slowly lifted her up to her feet. She stood absolutely still, then looked at him. "Let go," she whispered. Draco ever so carefully let go, and she stood there, by herself. She did not say anything at first but soon looked at him in astonishment. Draco gasped. It had been his wish, to see her walk again. She smiled and slowly stepped foreward. Ever so slowly, inch by inch, she staggered foreward. "Oh my gosh!" she gasped. Draco laughed and extended his arms to her. She staggered over to him and into his arms and began laughing. "I can walk!" she cried. "I can't believe I just did that."

"Me neither," said Draco with a smile. "You really are amazing." She laughed again and then sat back down in her wheel chair.

"Let's not tell dad," she whispered. "I want it to be his Christmas present." Draco laughed and folded his arms over his chest, his silver eyes seemed to sparkle in the night.

"Setteling for the cheap way, are we?" She shook her head.

"Nah. Just setteling for the 'I'm-dirt-poor-at-the-moment' way." Draco smiled and flopped down onto the sofa. Sarah stood up and walked over and sat next to him. She leaned her head on his shoulder without even thinking about it and Draco felt nervous. He had no idea how to react and just sat there. He was silent for a while, then put his arm around her and drew her closer.

"You know," muttered Draco. "Christmas is almost here and when it's over, you're leaving." She nodded.

"Wish I could get an extension, but I've missed too much school already. And I already have to do summer school which really stinks."

"What's that?"

"It's when you've failed a course or you've missed too much school and you have to make it up over the summer or get held back."

"Yikes," he muttered. "So what about the nightmares? I know you had to get moved into Slytherin house because of them, but are they getting any better?"

"A little," she moaned. "Not really."

"Well, if you ever want to talk then I'm here." She smiled.

"I know that." They sat there silent for a long while and soon Sarah yawned and sat up. "I'm going to bed," she said softly. She stood up and walked back to her wheel chair and wheeled over to the door. She stopped in the doorway and looked over her shoulder to Draco who was watching her. For a breif second she wanted to go back to the sofa to be held in his arms again, but then shook the thought away and wheeled away. She stopped when she got to the stairs and stared down.

"Uh....." she muttered. "little help?" Draco was soon next to her in front of the stairs.

"You can just walk down," he whispered.

"But someone may be watching at the bottom. According to everyone else, I'm paralized, remember?"

"I am not carrying you down," he laughed.

"Okay. It'll be fun to see dad's reaction when he finds out that his grade-A student couldn't help his daughter down the stairs so she plummeted to her death." Draco snickered and stepped in front of her. He picked her up into his arms, and then, levitating the wheel chair with his wand, took both of them down the stairs. About half-way there he stopped and set her down on her feet.

"Your chair is too heavy. I'll be carry it down and be right back for you." She smiled and nodded as he carried her wheel chair down. It was even funnier to watch because she decided not to tell him the chair could fold up. Once he had carried it down he came back up and found her right where he had left her. He scooped her into his arms again and carried her the rest of the way.

As he carried her, Draco couldn't help but smile. Her arms were wrapped behind his neck, and her head was resting on his chest. Her long black hair was flowing down, brushing against his arm and sometimes on the skin of his hand. He could smell her sweet fragrance and smiled again. She was very beautiful, and carrying her made him feel like she was his.

A strange sight greeted Harry, Ron, and Hermione when they saw Draco Malfoy carrying Sarah down the stairs, smiling and talking with her all the way.

"I told you he liked her," whispered Hermione to Ron.

"He's just helping her down the stairs," answered Ron. "It doesn't prove anything."

"Ron, when was the last time Malfoy helped anyone with anything?" asked Harry. "He likes her," said Hermione. "And I hate to say it, but it's kind of cute."

"Ugh! No!" snarled Ron. "Malfoy can't be going soft. It'd be too.... weird."

"People can still change, Ron. And I think in Malfoy's case, that's a good thing."

"It is a little weird," said Harry. "But hopefully Sarah will have a good impact on him. Either that or she'll become like him." They watched as Draco placed her in the wheel chair and Sarah looked over in their dirrection.

"Hey guys!" she called. She wheeled over to them and Draco followed hesitently behind her.

"Hey, Sarah," said Hermione. "I haven't gotten to talk to you much."

"That'd be my fault," she said with a smile. "Ever since my room was moved I've been kinda busy."

"Well, if you want you can come with us. We're just going into the common room."

"Okay," she said. She turned to Draco. "See you later." He nodded and walked off and she followed Harry and the others to Gryffindor house.

Draco turned and watched her leave. She saw as Harry and Ron both teased her and she laughed and shoved them playfully. He sneered. Whatever he had felt for her before was gone. He understood now she cared more for them and less for him. He turned violently on his heel and sulked off into Slytherin house.

(Sorry I only posted one chapter yesterday. No, I am not dead. I just had a major anxiety attack yesterday during Bio and got sent home early. For future refference: I am a very disturbed person... School's the only place I hav access to a computer.)