Warning: Slash implied this time...depression and some deep stuff. Disclaimer: I don't own anything...it all belongs to JK, but the plot is mine...oh and the song used belongs to Jive records A/N: I'm soooooo sorry it took me so long to update! This is Harry's POV and the song is called Everytime by Britney Spears...I just thought it went s well with this chapter and inspired me to write it! I'm not going to do personal thank you's this time because I want to get this up before I have to go! But thank you to everyone who reviewed and thanks for being patient! ----------------------------------------------

I walked slowly onto Platform 9 and ¾ with Ron and Hermione behind me. They were chatting away about their summer with hardly a care in the world. They hadn't even bothered to ask about mine. I got a hug from Hermione and a joke from Ron as a greeting. They have forgotten about Sirius already, but then it's hardly surprising...they got together over the summer. I looked down at the floor as I walked, not wanting to make eye contact with anyone. I felt that all eyes were on me, as thought they all knew what had happened to me over the summer. I felt disgusting and ashamed. A hand suddenly grabbed my arm.

"Harry! Be careful!" Hermione said urgently.

I snapped out of my day dream and realised I had nearly walked off the Platform.

"Are you okay?" She whispered, looking into my eyes. All I can do is nod and force a weak smile. She did not look convinced, but I think she knew that if she pushed me I would lose my temper as I had so much last year. She steered me onto the train and found an empty compartment. She pushed me down on a seat as Ron walked in. They sat opposite me, hand in hand.

"How was your summer?" Ron asked casually.

"Fine..." I muttered avoiding eye contact with both of them.

"We'll see you later Harry...we have our prefect duties to attend too..." Hermione told me softly. I knew they did not want to leave me, but had to.

I gazed out of the window as the train started moving. The station blurred and was soon out of view. Suburban houses turned to fields by the time I decided to go for a walk. Keeping my head down I push the compartment door open and walk into the corridor. Now I was back, I could not push the summer out of my mind...my Uncle...the letter...Sirius' death...Draco.

I walked into something hard and fell to the floor. I looked up to see who it was I had walked into. My eyes met stormy grey ones and I let out half a gasp. All he did was sneer down at me and mutter some incoherent words that I could not hear.

---------------------------------------------------------- Notice me

Take my hand

Why are we

Strangers when

Our love is strong

Why carry on without me?

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I pushed myself up and did my best to glare at him. I could not help, but take in his physique. It looked like he had toned out over the summer, as I had. He was now shorter then me, but he still managed to look down his nose at me with an air of elegance mixed with arrogance.

"Potter..." He spat, his voice dripping with venom. He pushed past me, causing me to fall back to the floor. He did not make any snide comment as he disappeared down the train.

I sat on the floor, with my head in my hands. I had been hoping to see him, to have a conversation no matter how snide he was toward me. I had lived through the summer for him and now...he could not bear to talk to me.

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Everytime I try to fly

I fall without my wings

I feel so small

I guess I need you baby --------------------------------------------------

I do not know how long I sat in the corridor for before I felt a pair of hands pull me up. I looked up to see Ron looking back down at me with concern written across his face.

"Harry, what's wrong? Is it Sirius?" He whispered.

I bit my lip and nodded. It was a lie...it was Draco. I pulled myself out of his grip and whispered, "Ron...I'll see you later..." It was all I could say to him. I ran down the corridor and into the toilets. Every stall was empty, thankfully. I looked into the mirror and sighed. I hated my reflection...I hated what I had become...I hated my life.

I punched the mirror hard, causing it to shatter. I bit my lip as a shard of mirror cut my knuckle. Blood dripped into the sink and I watched it for a moment. I grabbed the biggest shard and locked myself in the end cubicle. Tears ran down my face and I closed my eyes. All I could see was Draco's face. His mysterious grey eyes, boring into mine. His skin that seemed to have an eerie glow, surrounding his perfectly formed rose-coloured lips.

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And everytime I see you in my dreams

I see your face, you're haunting me

I guess I need you baby

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I placed the glass shard onto my wrist and opened my eyes. I was about to cut myself when I heard the door to the toilet's swing open. I dropped the glass shard and heard a voice, swearing. Probably at the broken mirror and blood in the sink. I heard him banging on my door and heard his shouts. I realised it was Draco. I gasped as the door swung open.

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I make believe

That you are here

It's the only way

I see clear

What have I done

You seem to move on easy

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He looked at the small cut on my wrist and the blood dripping from my knuckles. He frowned and opened his mouth to speak. I braced myself for the insult, but it never came.

"Potter, what are you doing?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. His voice was softer then usual.

I looked at him in shock and whispered, "Nothing Malfoy...go away!"

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the cubicle.

"Doesn't look like nothing!" He snapped. I pulled my wrist out of his grip and pushed him away. His eyes locked with mine and I noticed emotion in them for the first time since I had met him. It looked like pain...

"Why do you care?" I spat, before running out of the room.

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I may have made it rain

Please forgive me

My weakness caused you pain

And this song is my sorry

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As I ran I pulled my sleeve down over my wrist and wiped the blood away on my knuckles. I went back to my compartment and sat down. He brought my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. I rested my forehead on my arm and closed my eyes. The pain in Draco's eyes haunted my mind.

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At night I pray

That soon your face

Will fade away

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As the scenery grew wilder outside and the lights came on in the train, Hermione and Ron returned. They did not speak as they entered. I looked up at them, their eyes full of concern.

"I'm alright..." I told them, before they had chance to speak.

"You can't shut us out Harry!" Hermione snapped.

"Hermione, give it a rest!" Ron whispered, taking her hand.

I looked away from both of them. The train slid to a halt and I stood and left before they could stop me. I made my way to the threstrals, and patted one on the nose. I felt someone brush past me, and realised it was Draco. I sighed and slipped into the carriage. I was joined by Ron and Hermione and the carriage swung into procession.

------------------------------------------- Everytime I try to fly

I fall without my wings

I feel so small

I guess I need you baby

And everytime I see you in my dreams

I see your face, you're haunting me

I guess I need you baby ------------------------------------------- Thanks for reading! Please review and I'm sorry it took so long for me to update.

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