Disclamier: You know the drill...nothing belongs to me except the plot, or lack of. The song belongs to 'Get Over It', and the characters and everything else you regonise is woned by JK.Rowling.
Warning: Slash, blah blah...oh and a little bit of fluff. Don't like, don't read...simple as.
A/N: I'm so so so so sorry! I was really meant to update, but I was so uninspired! Just a quick word, then I will let you read it. The song is sang by Kirstin Dunst and is called Dream of Me. I'm not sure if I like this chapter, but I really wanted to get it out! Enjoy!
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As I followed my fellow Slytherins to the Great Hall, I glanced around. He was no where to be seen. I frowned, as I took my seat at the Slytherin table. Why would he want to harm himself? Why would he want to harm his perfect body? What would drive him to become so depressed? So trapped?
"Draco..." A voice cooed, interrupting my thoughts. I looked to my left as Pansy carried on, "What's wrong? Have I done something to annoy you? You've been so quiet..."
"No, Pansy. I'm fine..." I mumbled, rolling my eyes.
Silence fell over the hall as Dumbledore stood up. He must be here now, I thought to myself. I glanced up and spotted him. Our eyes met for a brief moment, before he turned away, looking at Dumbledore. I could vaguely hear the Headmaster making his start of term speech, but my concentration was fixed firmly on one thing....Harry. I sighed and closed my eyes for a second.
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Let me sleep,
For when I sleep I dream that you are here,
Your mine,
And all my fears are left behind,
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As I opened my eyes, the plates filled with food. I looked back up at Harry, but he was not looking back. His face was filled with so much pain, so much anger. I bit my lip, wanting to comfort him. I wished that I could just pull him into my arms and tell him that everything would be okay...but what am I talking about? He would not want me. I was a Slytherin and a Malfoy. Malfoys and half-bloods do not mix, as my Father constantly reminded me. Even though I hated him, more than I hated myself, I had to keep up the Malfoy Family Tradition. I had never been loved by that monster I called my Father. He had abused me since I was young, but I had to hide it. I could not break...I could not fall.
I noticed that he was not eating. I frowned, I couldn't understand why he had recluded back into himself so much. He was hiding, but no one seemed to notice. Granger and Weasley were argueing about summer homework, Thomas and Finnigan were fondeling eachother under the table and Longbottom was stuffing his face. The pain in his eyes broke my heart into a thousand pieces. Why could no one see it? Why were they all so obliviously happy, when Harry was so depressed? It angered me beyond words. I was his enemy and I was the only one who cared, who noticed. I felt my hands shaking in rage as his face grew sadder and sadder.
"Draco! Draco!" I heard Pansy screeching in my ear.
"What?" I snapped, tearing my eyes away from Harry.
Pansy looked hurt, but I did not care, really I didn't.
"I...I was...nevermind..." Pansy whispered, tears welling in her eyes.
I narrowed my eyes and yelled, "Fucking shut up Pansy! I don't care about you, and I never will! You're just a silly little girl. Haven't you noticed that I'm not interested?"
Every pair of eyes was on me. Some people were smirking, others looked shocked. Pansy burst into tears and cried into Millicent's shoulder. She glared at me, and muttered some swear words. Blaise was grinning from ear to ear and Crabbe and Goyle were still eating, totally oblivious. I stood up and stormed out of the hall. I could hear McGonagall's shouts after me, but I ignored them. I stormed across the entrance hall and out into the grounds.
Angry tears stung my eyes, but I would not cry...Malfoy's did not cry. I stormed down to the lake and sat down at the waters edge. The water rippeled silently in the night breeze and the Giant Squid was no where to be seen. As I gazed out across the deep black water, I felt relaxed and calmed instantly. The stars were reflected on the water's surface, which made me smile slightly. It reminded me of myself...my soul was so dark, so black, but there were flecks of light sprinkeled across my heart. Harry was my light, but his light was dimming. I felt a stray tear run down my face, and wiped it away quickly.
"Draco..." I heard a low voice whipser. I looked around and my stomach lurched. Harry was standing behind me.
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I float on air
the nightengales sing gentle lullabyes
so let me close my eyes
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I stood up and turned to face him. My eyes immedielty turned to ice, and my face betrayed what I was feeling inside. I could not let Harry see I cared.
"What?" I snapped at him.
He seemed to flinch, but whispered, "What's wrong? Why did you just expload like that?"
"And it matters to you, why?" I hissed, glaring at himm.
"I...I...I just wanted to make sure you're okay..." Harry mumbeled timidly.
I desperatly wanted to reach out to him. I wanted to take him in my arms. He looked deeply hurt. I looked down for a second.
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And sleep, a chance to dream
so I can see the face I long to touch
to kiss
but only dreams can bring me this
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As I looked back up at him, I noticed a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"I'm fine, Potter. Is there anything else?" I sneered at him, a smirk forming on my lips. His face dropped.
"Oh...well, one more thing..." Harry whispered, taking a step closer.
My eyes locked with his as he moved closer to me. I could feel his breath against my lips. He closed his eyes and kissed me gently on the lips. It took a while for me to respond. I pushed him away hard and yelled, "What the fuck?" He just whimpered and ran back towards the castle.
I touched my lips, sub-consciencously and watched him flee back to the castle and disapper into the entrance hall. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply. What had I just done? Why did I push him away? I sank to my knees and put my head in my hands. He had kissed me, and I pushed him away. Why was I so idiotic? He was possibly my only chance of happiness...I was his only chance. The longing in his eyes was almost painful.
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I hide beneath the clouds
and whisper to the evening stars
they tell me love is just a dream away
dream away dream away dream away
I'll dream away
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Maybe, just maybe we could bring eachother the happiness we both so desperatly need. I looked out across the lake and the stars seemed brighter than before. I knew I had hurt him by pushing him away, but I was scared. It was all a shock...I was not ready for that, but now I thought about it, he was the only thing I wanted! To hell with being a Malfoy!
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So let the moon shine
softly on the morn I long to see
and maybe when he dreams
he'll dream of me
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I stood up and slowly made my way back to the Slytherin dungeons. I had to find Harry in the morning. I had to explain...he had to know how I felt. I passed the Slytherin Common Room and carried on walking. As I was a prefect I had my own room.
I came to a blank stretch of wall and whispered, "Silver flame..." The wall parted and revealed a black oak door with a silver door knob. I opened it and walked into my room.
The room was magnificent. There was a door leading to the slytherin common room, but it was password protected, and only Snape and I knew the password. There was a large four poster bed to one side of the room. It was covered in black silk sheets, with dark green hangings. The floors were covered in black marble slabs. There was a desk in one corner made from oak, and a large fireplace was on the opposite side of the room to the bed and desk. There was a black leather sofa, with green cushions and a green rug. The walls were of course Slytherin green and the finishing of the room was silver.
I made my way over to the bed, and stripped off my clothes. I slipped under the silk sheets, in silk black boxers and clapped. The lights went out and a fire sprang into place. It was no normal fire though. It was different shades of bright silver.
I curled up under the duvet and closed my eyes slowly. Harry's face filled my thoughts after I drifted off into my first peaceful nights sleep in a long time.
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ooh ooh oooh oh
Dream of me
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