Chapter7 - The Ball

It was now November first. Halloween had passed with no happiness to emphasize its holiday. Harry, at least to his friends, just hadn't been the same since the other day. His encounter with Draco in their room had left him with more questions then answers.

His whole life seemed to be going down around him and nothing felt as if it could put it back. No wonder he was going to the Ball alone.

Harry would not have gone at all if it wasn't for Ron and Hermione's persistent nagging. And so there he stood at the foot of the steps to the great hall, alone. It was only natural though; it seemed he was destined to be alone. He killed off the only two people who ever truly meant anything to him.

He didn't know his parents and even if he missed them they were never there for him to love. Not like Sirius and...

"Harry!" He turned at the call of his name to find Hermione running toward him Ron in arm. "You look fantastic! I bet you'll get Seamus now." She said moving her eyebrows in an teasing upward motion. She was right, he did look good. His jet-black hair which he usually kept in a messy pony tail to the side was now, as neatly as possible, laying out on his shoulders at length.

He was wearing a dark green robe with a chestnut brown hood and grape vine embroidery. Loose strings and braded rope decorated the front. It was his gift from a witch in Ireland as a thank you for defeating the dark lord.

"No, I'm not really that interested in him anymore." He said dully. "Why on earth not?" Hermione asked.

"He's not right for me. For one he's in love with Cho Chang." "Oh I'm sorry Harry." She said even though she didn't really seem to be.

"Wow Ron look at that!" She said pointing to a large ice sculpture of a giant swan with its wings spread. Ron looked at Harry mouthing for Harry to help him right before Hermione tugged him over to it for a better inspection.

He watched the two of them with happiness and envy and he hated himself for it. He shouldn't envy his best mates just because they could love each other and know that the other would never leave them. Even so it made him bitter sometimes to think he was going to leave this world the same way he alone.

His night took him out for a walk in the garden the best place to view the moon. It wasn't a full moon that night though. A crescent was the sight that greeted him his favorite. In many ways it was like him...beautiful, hidden, but still bold enough to be noticed.

As he walked he glared silently at the couples sitting in the benches along the cobble stone walk way the dirt kicked in clouds as he walked each grain reflecting off the dim light of the moon and the light radiating from the castle

It was near the end of the path that he came upon a sight that almost made him hurl. Cho Chang and Seamus Finnigan snogging. He didn't say a word though, despite himself he simply turned and made for the castle as quickly as possible.

And there he sat. Harry Potter the boy-who-would-not-die, alone in an armchair on the wall surrounding the dance floor, a wallflower. All he could do was stair blankly at the couples as they danced and kissed practically flaunting their love in front of Harry like a king holding food in front of a starving man.

"You could of been out there." Said a voice from Harry's side making him jump from out of his daze. He took one look at the speaker and settled back into the velvet red chair.

"Come to torture me Parkinson?" He said in a tone that some would conceder deadly.

"No, just came to give you a message from Draco. He said he wanted you to know that he would have come to ask you himself, but he's actually not feeling all that great tonight." Harry nodded.

"What's the message?" He asked nonchalantly. "He wanted me to ask you to meet him tomorrow by the lake. He said he wants to talk."

Harry sat not moving or making an effort to give her an answer. "He's not that bad Potter and in my opinion you should be more grateful."

"Why's that?" He asked. "Because, unlike half the people in this school...you know who you're destined for. Potter you were given the person you were meant to be with for the rest of you're life. You're soul-mate."

"A lot of people would kill for that." He gave a dry laugh. "I know you feel like you're alone in the world Potter. Draco's felt the same way...up until he found out you were his Heshnath." Harry looked at her suspiciously. "Yeah, he was so excited after he meet you for the first time that day in Diagon Alley."

"He knew then, did he?" Harry asked. Pansy nodded. "He was ecstatic. It was the happiest I'd ever seen him. And the day you rejected his friendship, was the first day I'd ever seen him cry." She gave a sigh.

"He didn't truly need you then Potter. But he needs you now." Harry took in a breath then got up and faced her. "Alright, let him know I'll be there."

She smiled. "Thanks Potter." He nodded then left to go back to his dorm. It was still early ,but he had nothing to stay at the Ball for.

When he entered his dorm however, he wasn't met with his normal bed, for upon said bed was a package with a note attacked which simply read:

Hope to see you tomorrow.

- D.L.Malfoy

He eyed the package then his eyes glanced back at the note flipping it over. Nothing.

He slowly pulled the lid off the shinny royal blue box. Inside was something that seemed to be wrapped in a cloth of yellow silk and inside the silk?

Harry let a cloak of Black cashmere unveil itself to the floor. After all it was quite long. Harry simply couldn't put it into words it was expensive ,but he didn't like that Malfoy was flaunting his money either.

What if he's not flaunting? What if he's trying to seduce? A voice in Harry's head inquired. He shook the thought off though. And assuming Malfoy wanted him to wear the cloak tomorrow he folded it and put it back in the box for the next day.

TBC...

A/N:

I know I know! Short chapter, not very interesting ,but I needed to do this one so you guys would love the next part.

Next Chapter:

Chapter8 - The Giver

Draco/Harry smut, drama, angust!!!! Yes, we have arrived! Now the story really gets going and just think! We still have like 21 chapters to go! yes!

Note: I've really really really been looking forward to writing the next chapter because its going to be so awsome, soooo the next chapter may be up by tomorrow! woot! woot!

Okay, that's all for now.

Latter!