"Don't you dare ever insult me like that again, Malfoy!" Harry was standing over Draco with his wand pointed at Draco's throat. Draco swallowed and Harry saw his Adams Apple vibrate as it carried the saliva down into his stomach.
"DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" Harry bellowed.
Draco sat on the ground too much in shock to say anything. What did Potter think he was doing anyway?
"I ASKED YOU A QUESTION, MALFOY!" Harry persisted
Harry seemed as though he had had a bad summer with those muggles he lived with, so Malfoy decided to be his usual self and take advantage of the situation. A slow smirk appeared on his face as he said,
"Why? What are you gunna do, Potter? Send your daddy after me?"
Harry lost control, he pushed Draco down so that he was laying completely sprawled on the floor. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
"Shut up, Potter, your going to get us caught."
"I'm warning you Malfoy, one more word out of your mouth and--"
"And what? You'll curse me? Oh, but what about losing your precious house points? You wouldn't wanna do tha--" but Draco couldn't finish his sentence. Harry had jumped on top of Draco and punched him in the nose. Harry leaned towards Draco again to punch him some more, but then appeared to have thought better of it. Instead, he reached for his wand. Draco saw him mutter something to his wand and remembered feeling a pain through his body that felt like a thousand swords going through him, and then everything was black.

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It was the first day of school and they had been in the trophy room. Draco had once again challenged Harry to a duel. Reluctantly, Harry accepted, after making sure that Draco would be there. They each showed up at about the right time (Draco was fashionably late), and then they were just about to start the duel when Draco had insulted Harry. It was not a particularly cruel one, but Harry seemed to have taken it way to seriously.
Now, Draco was lying unconscious in the hospital wing. No one was by his bed, and no one had come to visit him yet. He hadn't gotten any presents or cards. No one seemed to care about him. The day passed and Draco's condition hadn't changed, Madam Pomfrey kept coming in and fussing over him. After dinnertime, Crabbe and Goyle appeared at the doorway. Goyle was in front, and Crabbe was practically pushing him towards Draco. The two looked like someone had forced them to come see Draco. Draco didn't see any of this of course, he was still out cold.
When they finally got near him, Crabbe put a piece of parchment on Draco's bedside table and nearly ran out of the room. Goyle watched him leave and then quickly reached in his pocket and pulled out a Bertie Botts Every Flavor Bean. He looked at it for a while, and then at Draco, as if deciding if Draco was really worth it. He kept this up for a couple of minutes and then popped the bean in his mouth. He was walking out, when he must have realized that he should do something for his 'friend' and so he took out a handful of the beans, carefully looked through them until he found a dark brown disgusting looking one, and left that on top of the card Crabbe had left.

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The next morning, Draco was still motionless. Nothing happened the whole day, Harry didn't even seem to feel bad about what he had done. Draco didn't really expect him to, but still, there was something different about him this year. At about 3:30, Pansy Parkinson came in. She peeked in slowly, and cautiously walked in. "Draco, sweetie?" she said with a horrible smile on her pug face.
"are you awake? Can you hear me? See me?" she waved her hand in front of his face.
"good." she said flatly, all the sweetness immediately vanishing from her voice. He smile was now gone too, "what'd you do to yourself this time, you spoiled brat?" She seemed quite heartless now.
"Why are you so spoiled? You get everything you want. You know you don't deserve it. And then I always have to act like I actually like you. Why should I? But my parents say I have to marry into a rich and respected family. I tell them that I'm not getting married for a while, but they want me to be a Malfoy. I don't understand why, there are plenty of other rich families around. Why do my parents want me to be with you of all people? I would much rather be with someone else. But I'm getting paid lots of money if we get together, even if we break up the next day, so I'll just have to work my charm, and then I'll dump you. No biggie, right? You'll understand won't you?" she finished and her horrible smile was back now. She walked out of the hospital wing and came back in ten minutes. She had with her a present and a piece of parchment neatly folded into a heart. Then she left the hospital wing.

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Draco woke later that evening. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Madam Pomfrey standing over him. "finally," she said when she saw his eyes open.
"You've been out for a good two days. What happened to you?"
Suddenly Draco remembered everything that had happened; he remembered exactly what had happened with Harry. "nothing" he quickly lied. "can I go?" he asked. Draco couldn't wait to get his hands on Harry and make sure he got what he deserved.
"no." Madam Pomfrey said firmly, yet calmly. "you have to stay another day, so I can be sure you're alright. It looks like someone put a very powerful curse on you." she looked at Draco suspiciously, "you don't recall anything like that, do you dear?"
"of course not" Draco lied again.

A/n:: OK, please R&R and tell me what ya think… the story will get a lot better soon…

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