Disclaimer: Everybody should know what this means. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowlings.
A/N: Sorry about the delay. I had writer's block and school took up a lot of my time. Anyway, I hope you guys like this chapter.
Reminder: Harry, Draco and Dudley are in disguise. Everyone thinks that they're dead. Harry is Hale, Draco is Lukas and Dudley is Darwin. Bold letterings are flashbacks.
Chapter 4: Memories
August 3, 1995
Draco was sitting by the lake, feet inside the water. He was staring at the giant squid in the middle of the lake. Draco couldn't believe what has happened to him these past days. Every day when he looked at the newspapers, he would see stories about the supposed death of Harry. Potter's entire life story was always on the papers. He read that his body was found in the Dursley's house. Everyone thought that he was a death eater that helped kill everyone's hero. Draco thought that if he was already hated, then now everyone loathes him. Draco laughed the irony of everything. He gave up everything just to save Harry and he was hated. No recognition what so ever. To everyone, he died a death eater and that was all, he did not do anything great with his life. Harry died the good guy and Draco the bad guy. Draco lift up his sleeve and saw the hideous dark mark. Draco clenched his fist in anger.
"You are a death eater," a voice said behind Draco.
Draco turned and saw Harry.
"What are you doing here Potter?"
"Dumbledore sent me. He wants to talk to us."
Draco pulled down his sleeve to cover the mark. He got up, grabbed his shoes next to him and he left Harry. Harry stared at Draco's retreating figure. Harry didn't know what to think. He wondered if Dumbledore knew.
"Of course he knows," Harry said to himself.
Harry started running towards Draco.
"Malfoy! Wait up!"
Draco turned to face Harry. Harry held out his hand towards Draco. Draco stared at his hand and back to Harry's face.
"What is it now Potter?" Draco asked exasperatedly.
"We're brothers," Harry replied.
"What?" Draco asked confused.
"We have to pose as brothers. I thought that we might as well get along," Harry explained.
"Potter I don't 'have to get along' with you. I could act as if I hate you and they wouldn't even care." Draco turned and left Harry. Harry was again staring at the back of Draco's head. He put his hand down.
"What did I expect?" Harry asked nobody.
September 1997
Ginny has been sitting in the Gryffindor table waiting for Harry. She was beginning to loathe Saturday, the day when everyone oversleeps. She has been in the Great Hall for one hour. Whenever someone came in Ginny would look up, but it was never Harry that walked inside. If the next person that walked in were not Harry she would leave. Fortunately for her Harry and Dudley entered the Great Hall. She waved towards them and they saw her. The two boys waved back and started walking towards her.
"Good morning, do you know how long I've been waiting for you?" Ginny told Harry.
"Really? Why didn't you just come to our room?" Harry replied.
Harry and Dudley sat down next to her.
"What? I can't go into the boy's dorm, beside, you were probably sleeping. I didn't want to wake you."
"I don't really mind if it was really important," Harry replied smiling at her.
Ginny smiled back and looked up. She saw Draco walk into the Great Hall. The Hall was beginning to fill with people wanting to eat breakfast or to socialize. Draco kept his head down as he walked towards the Gryffindor table. He sat down in the end of the table away from everyone. Ginny wondered why he wanted to seclude himself from everyone.
"Do you like my brother?" Harry asked breaking Ginny from her reverie.
"What?"
"Do you like my brother? I was just wondering. I've noticed that you always stare at him."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Ginny replied defensively, "I just want to help him."
"Help him with what?" Dudley asked.
"He seems troubled."
"He's always like that, troubled. If you want to 'help' him you're going to have a hard time. He doesn't trust easily," Harry informed her.
"Do you guys get along?" Ginny inquired.
"No, we never did," Harry replied truthfully, "We always competed with each other."
"He's jealousy of you, isn't he?" Ginny asked remembering their conversation the day before.
"Him jealous? I don't know, I don't think that it's jealousy that he feels. I guess he is a little. When we were little, father paid more attention to me than him. Lukas was would do anything he could to get his attention."
Harry was somewhat telling Ginny the truth when he said this. One time during one of Harry and Draco's fights, Harry asked Draco why he hated him. Draco replied that his father always paid more attention to what Harry did than what he did. Harry was shocked at this. The only reason Draco made Harry and his friends' lives miserable was to get his father to notice.
"Hale are you all right?" Ginny asked.
"Oh yes, I'm fine," Harry answered.
Ron got up and cleared his voice.
"Attention everyone! Listen up if you want to join the Quidditch team. Right now the spot for Seeker is vacant. If any of you want to tryout for the position speak to one of the team members or me. Tryouts are next week."
After Ron finished speaking he sat down next to Hermione.
"Ginny," Harry said.
"Yes?"
"Who is in the team?" Harry asked. He was thinking of joining. He was confident that he'd get the spot. If he got on the team in his first year without trying out then he'll get it now. It didn't occur to him that he hasn't been on a broom for two years.
"Ron is the keeper and captain. The Creevy brothers are the beaters; I'm a chaser along with a third year named Carol and Pavarti Patil. Why? Do you want to join the team? You played seeker in your old school, right?"
"Yeah, I used to play seeker. I want to tryout for the position. Quidditch is actually something I'm good at," Harry replied.
"Okay, I'll tell Ron you want to try out."
"Where's Darwin?" Harry asked looking around the table.
Dudley was sitting next to Ginny, but now he's gone.
"Oh, he's sitting next to Lavendar."
Harry chuckled, "Seems like he got a girlfriend. I'm not really lucky in the girl department. Do I look ugly or something? Girls seem to avoid me like a plague. Whenever I walk by they start to whisper."
"You're not ugly, where did you get that idea?" Ginny asked, "You're actually one of the handsome boys in the school."
"Really?"
"Yes, really," Ginny answered laughing.
Ginny looked toward Draco. Draco looked up and saw her staring at him.
"Probably thinking about Harry," Draco thought.
Draco's anger flared, he didn't know why. The Weasley girl seemed to get under his skin lately. Draco thought that she didn't know how to mind her own business. Draco stared back at her. He noticed that she seemed to stare at him a lot. He gave her a look challenging her to do something. Draco crossed his arms in front of his chest and did something he hasn't done in two years. His lips curved up into a smirk.
"Oh my God," Ginny whispered.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked.
Ginny finally looked away from Draco.
"Nothing," she answered.
Harry looked at her questionably.
"Hale, you and Lukas are twins right?"
"Yes, why?"
"That means you two are brothers, right?"
"Yes of course, what is this leading to?"
"You're brother looks like someone I used to know."
"Used to?" Harry inquired.
"He died," Ginny answered.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay, we used to bump into each other in the hallways. We weren't really friends."
Flashback
Ginny was running through the hallway, pushing her way through the crowd. She overslept and now she is going to be late for potions. Ginny turned a corner and bumped into someone. She fell to the ground and her books where scattered around her.
"I'm so sorry," Ginny said, gathering her books.
"Don't you ever watch where you're going Weasley?" A boy spat.
Ginny looked up to see a towering figure over her.
"M…Malfoy, I didn't mean to bump into you."
"Look what you did! You spill ink over my robes. You've ruined them!" Draco yelled.
Ginny looked down at this.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you!"
Draco walked towards her and pulled her to her feet. Ginny tried to struggle away from him. Draco pushed her to the wall.
"Malfoy, I said I'm sorry."
"These were my favorite robes, you know."
"If they're your favorite, then why do you wear it for everyday use?"
"Don't talk back to me. You don't have the money to do that. You'll have to pay for the damages."
"Why don't you just say a spell to clean your robe or give them to the house elves?"
"You fool. I can see that you use the cheap kind of ink. This will never come off."
Draco eyed her neck. Ginny was wearing a gold chain. Ginny followed his eyes. Her hands immediately went over her necklace. Draco pushed her hands away and fingered the chain.
"This will do."
"No, you can't have it."
"Whenever I want something, I always get it," Draco replied.
Draco pulled the chain and it broke. Ginny tried to get it from him, but he pushed her back. Draco turned around and left Ginny on the ground. Ginny just wanted to stay on the floor and cry. She touched her neck, when she did that she immediately pulled her hand away.
Ginny was late at Potions that day. As usual, Snape took off points. Ginny realized something that day. She hated Draco Malfoy.
End of flashback
"You slipped up."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Harry and Draco were inside a deserted classroom. Right after dinner Harry pulled Draco into a room. He was waiting all day to get a chance to talk to him. When Ginny told him that 'Lukas' looked like someone she knew, Harry figured that Draco did something to remind her of him.
"Ginny almost recognized you! If she finds out we're alive then all our work will be for nothing!"
"That girl worshipped you incase you've forgotten. Just date her or something, that will make her shut up."
Harry wondered how in the world he put up with Draco for two years. For two years they lived under the same roof. He saw Draco every single day. Draco made no attempt to forge a friendship with him. He was glad that at least they tolerated each other.
"Don't give me this trash about everything being nothing. I suffered too 'Halley.' Do you think I enjoyed leaving my family and everything back here to live with muggles? You don't know how hard it was for me to adjust in that world."
Harry did know how Draco felt. Draco kept to himself for about two months. They arrived during the start of the school year. Unlike Harry and Dudley who immediately found a group to hang out with, Draco was alone. They invited him to join them and he did, but Harry saw that Draco was uncomfortable with the teenagers. He eventually stayed away from them. Harry watched Draco struggle to understand the muggle's way of living. Harry tried his best to help him, but Draco ignored him. Harry was glad when Draco finally met Katie, a red-haired girl in Harry's group that had some sort of crush on Draco. Harry explained to Katie that they lived the old fashioned way, without electricity. Katie found this amusing and agreed to help Harry get Draco to adjust and learn how to use electronics.
Draco had an immediate liking to Katie. She was outgoing and never seemed to bore him. Soon they started to spend everyday with each other just talking. Katie's parents were glad that she found a friend that didn't listen to 'angry' music and had a tattoo. Katie's house was like a second home to Draco.
The Johnsons, whom the three boys were staying with, had a close relationship with Draco. He was like a son to them because of his friendship with their daughter back in England. They were worried about Draco spending a lot of time with a girl without supervision. They were concerned about what the two did alone. Draco assured and promised them that they would never do anything that would be frowned upon.
Harry looked around the room and found that Draco was already gone. He cursed the fact that he was caught up in reminiscing and Draco found the opportunity to leave. He wasn't even finished talking to him.
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"Who does that person think he is?" Draco asked himself, "He has no right talking to me as if I did nothing to help him."
When Draco saw Harry staring at the wall, thinking hard, he left the room. He didn't want to talk to Harry, he never did. For some reason he found the boy to be annoying. Harry always tried to 'help' him, thinking that Draco would accept the help. Draco was too proud to accept anything from anyone, except from the Johnsons. He felt as if he owed it to them.
Draco bumped into someone. He grabbed her arms to keep her from falling. When Draco looked down to see who it was, he regretted his luck.
Ginny looked up and found herself staring at a pair of green eyes.
Draco let go of her.
"Sorry," he said. He started walking away from her. She grabbed his hand to keep him back.
"Are you going back to the tower?" she asked.
"No, I'm going to the Quidditch pitch."
She wondered if he knew where it was, he just arrived yesterday.
"So am I. I forgot something during practice. Can you walk with me?" Ginny asked. She was hoping that he didn't catch her lie.
Draco stared at her suspiciously. Quidditch practice? Who did she think she was fooling? School barely started and he doubted that they'd have Quidditch practice when the sorting was just yesterday. He eyed her attire. She wasn't wearing her school robes; she was wearing a blouse and a skirt that looked as if she had it since she was ten.
"Fine, I'll walk with you."
At that Draco turned and started walking. Ginny ran to catch up with him. When she reached him she slowed down and started walking. Ginny looked up to look at his face. He seemed so familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
Draco knew that she was staring at him again. He found that to be annoying. If she did that two years ago, he would have teased her about it. If she were anyone but a Weasley he would have tried to be friends with her when she started school. She looked so much like her.
Draco and Ginny continued to walk in silence. Ginny was thinking of what to say to him. She didn't want to say anything to offend him and make him walk away from her again.
"So, how do you like it at Hogwarts so far?" Ginny asked.
"Feels like home."
"How so?"
Draco pushed the door open to go outside. He let Ginny go out first and he followed her closing the door. Draco looked up at the sky and looked at the innumerable stars. Draco ignored her question and led her to a hill away from the castle. They could see the Quidditch pitch from where they were standing. Draco turned to face Ginny.
"You didn't have Quidditch practice today," Draco said, "Why did you follow me here?"
"I wanted to talk to you."
"Really? Why not talk in the common room?"
"Why did we come here anyway?" Ginny asked. He said he was going to the Quidditch pitch, but they weren't there right now.
"There are lights at the pitch, the stars aren't as bright as they are over here."
Ginny looked up at the sky and saw that he was right. The stars were shining brightly. She would have never noticed them if she was at the pitch. Ron would hold Quidditch practices until it was dark and Ginny never noticed the stars.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" Draco asked her.
"Oh, um…I just wanted to talk."
"Talk? Why not talk to one of your friends? At least the conversation won't be one-sided."
"Do you want me to leave?"
"Yes I do. Why do always seem to stare at me? Why do you want to strike up a conversation when I'm openly avoiding you?" Draco didn't want to sound rude, but he really wanted her to leave him alone, "You know, I've only known you for one day and yet I find you annoying."
"How can you be related to Hale?" Ginny asked. She didn't expect him to say yes.
"Why do you ask?"
"You and your brother are nothing alike. At least he's nice to me. You…you are so rude. I don't see any resemblance between the two of you."
"I hate it when everybody compares me to my perfect brother. You know that tends to get annoying."
"One minute your complementing me and the next you start yelling at me and insulting me. You're mood changes confuse me. You remind me of my sister-in-law when she was pregnant."
"You talk about me as if you've known me for years."
"It feels as if I do," Ginny whispered.
Draco just stared at her. He barely heard what she said. Maybe Harry was right; he was slipping up and reminding her of Malfoy.
"Why are you like this?"
"Like what?" Draco asked confused. He was starting to feel uncomfortable around her. He just wanted to be alone and she followed him.
"From what I see, you stay away from people that want to help you…"
"There is nothing that needs help with," Draco interrupted. He hated it when people talk as if he has some problem he can't deal with. People picture him as someone that can't help his self.
"Yes there is and you can't see that."
"See what? Why do you want to 'help' me in the first place?"
Ginny had to think to come up with an answer. Why did she want to help him? She knew why this person probably never made friends. His attitude needed a lot of changing.
A gust of air blew and Ginny shivered in the cold. Draco took off his cloak and put it around Ginny's shoulders.
"Thank you."
Draco didn't answer. He sat down on the grass and looked up at the sky.
"Look there," said a girl, "It's Draco."
Draco closed his eyes at the memory. He hugged his knees and leaned his forehead on his knees.
Ginny wondered what made him quiet all of the sudden. She sat down on the grass next to him. She put a hand on his back.
"Are you all right?" Ginny asked.
Draco gazed at her.
"She would have looked like you had she lived," Draco told her.
"Who?"
"A friend that I loved."
Draco got up and offered a hand to Ginny. He wanted to change the subject.
Ginny didn't think that it was right to inquire about the girl. She was obviously someone special to him. Ginny took his hand and Draco helped pull her up.
"It's getting cold, we have to get back inside."
Ginny nodded and they headed back to the castle. Once again they walked in silence. Draco was used to this, but Ginny obviously wasn't. Whenever she walked with someone, it was usually one of her friends or brothers and they never seemed to cease talking.
"You never answered my question," Draco informed her.
"Which question? You had a lot." Ginny pushed a strand of hair away from her face. Draco saw that her eyes were brown.
"Why you want to help me."
"Oh that. I'm not even sure, I just have this feeling that I have to."
"When you come up with a better reason tell me," Draco said and he started walking faster. Ginny was almost running to keep up with him. She grabbed his hand to slow him down.
"Please slow down, your legs are longer than mine so you cover more distance."
Draco compared her height to his. She was one of the shorter students and barely reached his shoulders. He complied with her request and slowed down. When they got inside the castle Ginny was about to unclasp his cloak to give it back to him.
"If you're still cold you can keep it," Draco told her.
Ginny did not continue to take off the cloak. She followed Draco and noticed that they weren't heading back to the tower.
"Where are we going?" She asked.
"I feel like having some hot chocolate, do you want to join me?"
"Yes." Ginny wanted to spend more time with him to get him to talk.
When they reached the portrait of the fruit bowl, Draco tickled the pear and it opened. Ginny went inside first and Draco followed. They were immediately greeted by the house elves.
Dobby saw Draco and pushed his way through the other house elves.
"Master Dra…" Dobby trailed off as he saw Ginny next to Draco, "Master Lukas. How is sir doing?"
"I am fine Dobby, it's been a long time. How are you?"
"Dobby fine sir. Is sir wanting anything?"
"Yes, can you get me a cup of hot chocolate," Draco asked. He turned to Ginny, "What about you Ginny?"
"A cup of hot chocolate would be fine Dobby," Ginny told him.
"Dobby is get chocolate Miss Virginia."
Dobby left to get their drinks. Draco and Ginny sat on one of the stools next to the table. Ginny was wondering how Draco knew Dobby. Ron told her that Dobby used to work for the Malfoys until Harry helped free him.
"Did you know Draco Malfoy?" Draco asked her.
Ginny turned to look at him, "Yes, why?"
"Hale told me that I remind you of someone. I thought that maybe you were thinking of our cousin."
"Cousin?" Ginny asked. If they were cousins then that's why he seems familiar to her.
"Well, we're distant cousins, but cousin nonetheless."
Ginny turned away from him. Maybe that was the reason why he acts rudely, but that didn't make any sense. Why didn't Hale act like that too?
"You hated him didn't you?" Draco asked. He thought that she probably did. All Weasleys hate Malfoys. She turned to face him. Draco saw loathing in her eyes.
"Yes, I hated him. Maybe hate isn't even strong enough of a word to describe how much I didn't like him."
Draco thought back to what he did to the girl. He thought that he didn't really do anything to get her to hate him that much. Draco saw something flash in the corner of his eye. He saw something golden. He remembered an incident where he took a necklace from her. Maybe that was the reason she hated him. It was either that or because her entire family hated him.
"Did you try to avoid him?" Draco asked.
"How could you avoid someone like him? He would wait until I was alone, then he would come. He would do the most terrible things to me. He didn't physically hurt me, but if he did then that would be low, even for someone like him. He would tease me a lot and one time he even went too far," Ginny said. She put a finger to her neck. Draco's eyes followed her hand. He could faintly see a small scar.
Draco pulled the chain and it broke. Ginny tried to get it from him, but he pushed her back.
"I'm sorry," he whispered.
Ginny stared at him. His eyes were gray again.
"Why are you sorry?" Ginny asked. She was confused. It was his cousin and not him that gave her the scar. Asking for forgiveness could not do anything now. Malfoy was dead.
Draco traced the scar with his finger. It was a small scar. Ginny shivered at his touch. His hands were cold.
"Why didn't you get this healed?"
"I didn't want any attention. If my brothers knew then they'd probably get into a fight with Malfoy. I didn't want them to get in trouble because of him."
Draco forgot all about the mudblood and muggle-lover prejudices that he held against these people. His father would tell him to stick to these beliefs and hold onto them. Don't be afraid to show everyone what you believe in. Don't feel guilty if they're hurt, they deserve what they are getting for trying to fit in with those who are worthy, the pure-bloods.
Draco never questioned his father then, but now the man didn't even know he existed. Draco questioned everything he believed in when he went to America. He read about the racial prejudices in that country and found it to be the same as the ones in the magical world. Maybe the purebloods were feeling threatened, so they don't want the muggle borns in their world.
"You didn't deserve what he did to you," Draco said.
"A lot of people don't the deserve the treatment they get from people like him."
Draco nodded in agreement. Dobby came with their drinks. They told him thank you and started to drink their beverages. When they finished drinking they said good-bye to the house elves and left. They didn't talk on the way to the tower. When they reached the portrait of the fat lady, Ginny said the password and the portrait opened up to the common room. Ron immediately walked towards the two.
"Where were you?" Ron asked, "Do you know what time it is?"
"It's only eight thirty Ron. I still have half an hour before curfew," Ginny answered, irritated, "Why do you worry too much?"
"Why? You're my sister."
"Some answer," Ginny commented. Ron saw Draco standing next to Ginny.
"Who is he?" He asked.
"Don't you remember?" Ginny asked. When she saw that Ron was confused she answered.
"He's my boyfriend."
"What?" Ron yelled. Hermione who heard what they said rushed to Ron.
"Ron, Lukas is not Ginny's boyfriend," Hermione said, giving a look of disapproval at Ginny.
Hermione pulled Ron away from the two. When they were an earshot away Draco turned to Ginny.
"What was that about?" Draco asked.
"I just wanted to annoy him. He's overprotective. He acts as if I'm still a child."
"You are," Draco said and he left her.
Ginny was glaring at the back of his head. She walked over to where Hale was sitting.
"I can't believe him."
"What did he say to you now?" Harry asked her.
"He just called me a child," Ginny answered. Harry chuckled at this. Ginny did act like a child sometimes, everybody does. Harry doesn't understand why everyone wants to grow up so quickly. Is it because they want to get away from their parents? He remembered all the times he complained that Sirius thinks he's still a child. Now he regrets not seeing him anymore and not hearing him lecture him about safety. Of all the things that Harry didn't like about leaving was not telling Sirius that he was still alive. From what Harry heard, Sirius was freed but he was not happy. He blamed his self for Harry's death.
"Don't mind him, if you have a teen at the end of your age he think that you're still child."
"If he thinks that way then… never mind. It doesn't matter. Your brother irritates me so much. He always leaves me feeling bad or mad."
"That's the way he is. At least there's something that we have in common."
"What is that?"
"We're both not lucky in the girls department."
Ginny just giggled at him. Ginny remembered that Lukas told her that he was related to Malfoy. She wanted to make sure that he was telling the truth.
"Are you related to Draco Malfoy?"
Harry was caught of guard by her question.
'What did Draco say now?' He thought.
Harry was trying to think of answer and he saw Draco standing on the stairs nodding at him.
"Um…yes we were uhh…" Harry started. Draco pulled Dudley towards him. He pointed towards Dudley and back towards Harry.
"We were cousins. I wasn't close to him," Harry finished. Ginny looked at him suspiciously. He took some time to answer her.
"Did you know him?" Harry asked her.
"Yes, I knew him enough to be able to judge his character."
"Really? How would you describe Draco Malfoy?" Harry inquired. He was curious as to what Ginny thought of Draco.
"How would you describe someone like him?" Ginny asked him, "Draco Malfoy… ferret would always come to everyone's mind when they think of him. Death Eater was another word, that much was confirmed. A dark mark was found on his body when he died. Words to describe him? Arrogant, bigoted, egocentric, pompous and those are only nice words to describe him."
"Wow," Harry said, "I guess he wasn't liked around here."
"Ha," Ginny guffawed, "Everybody here in the wizarding world hates the guy. The Death Eaters probably hail him as a hero. That much should tell you about what kind of person he is."
Harry saw Draco clenching his fist. He was probably listening to their conversation. His lips were almost a thin line.
Ginny's eyes followed Harry's gaze and saw it directed towards Draco. He was glaring at them. Ginny was surprised to see him on the stairs because she thought that he already went to bed. Draco turned around and walked up the stairs.
"Is he alright?" Ginny asked.
Harry got up, "I think so. I think I should talk to him."
"You should," Ginny told him. Harry nodded and left her. Ginny was wondering why Draco was glaring at them.
Harry opened the door to their dorm and saw Draco facing the window.
"I've forgotten so many things since we left," Draco told him.
He turned around to face Harry.
"Was I really that horrible?"
"Well, yes. Yes you were," Harry answered truthfully, "All Gryffindors hated you. Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs tolerated you, but they disliked you."
"Do you know how hard it was for me to sit there listening to her talking about Malfoy?"
"All Weasleys hate Malfoys. I thought you knew that," Harry told him.
"Maybe I forgot," Draco suggested.
Harry laughed at him, "We were gone only for two years."
"Yes we were, but many things could happen in the span of seconds let alone two years. You of all people should know that."
Harry just nodded, walked to his bed and sat down. Draco sat down on his own bed across from Harry.
"This errs me a bit," Harry commented.
"What?"
"Having a civil conversation with you," Harry answered.
This was one of the few times where they didn't yell at each other or fought while talking.
Draco and Harry could never last a minute just talking calmly. Draco's anger would reach a point where he would explode in front of Harry whenever they would talk to each other.
"It does, doesn't it?" Draco replied, "Doesn't that Weasley girl annoy you?"
"Who? Ginny?"
"Yes her," Draco answered, "Did you know that I would have tried to be her friend if she didn't worship the ground you walked on?"
Harry looked over to Draco. Was he actually opening up to him?
"When I first saw her at Flourish and Blotts I was about to introduce myself and offer friendship. I knew she was going to Hogwarts, she was holding some of the first year books. She looked lonely by herself. When you came along her whole face lit up. I never been so jealous in my life."
Harry was shocked at this revelation. Never in a thousand years would Draco Malfoy admit that he was jealous of Harry Potter. He looked out the window and saw that it was a full moon. Maybe some superstitions were right, people act differently when the moon is full.
"Why are you telling me this?" Harry asked.
"Maybe Dobby put something in my chocolate," Draco suggested.
"Maybe."
The door opened and Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan walked in the door.
"Did you see that new boy? What's his name? Darwin. He was all over Lavendar," Seamus commented, "I can't believe her. How could she do this to me?"
Dean stopped walking when he saw Draco and Harry. Seamus stopped to look at what Dean was staring at.
"Oh, hello um…" Seamus started. He already forgot their names.
"Lukas and Hale," Draco told him.
"Right," Seamus replied.
He stopped talking and started getting ready for bed. Dean did the same thing. Harry thought that it was time to go to sleep so he also changed. An hour later Dudley came in and went straight to his bed not bothering to change.
Draco was still wide-awake. He was thinking about Ginny. He was still annoyed with her. This was the first time a girl affected him like this. He would have teased her to hide his feelings if it wouldn't blow their cover. Draco decided that there was no point staying in the dorm so he headed to the common room. He saw the fireplace still burning and assumed someone was still awake. When he saw red hair he knew immediately that it was Ginny. She sitting in front of the fire and was not facing him.
"Why is she always there when I want to be alone?" Draco muttered.
Ginny heard a voice and she turned around. She smiled when she saw Draco.
"Do you still have trouble going to sleep?" She asked him.
Draco walked towards her and sat down next to her.
"Yes, what about you?"
"Well, I still have to adjust. I stayed up late during the summer."
They sat in silence.
"So…do you have a girlfriend?"
"What?" Draco asked, "Why don't you just ask Hale, he'll tell you anything."
"Are you mad?" Ginny asked. Draco practically snapped at her.
"You don't know him."
"Know who?" Ginny asked.
"Draco." Draco felt weird talking about his self in third-person.
Ginny stared at him. Why does he want to talk about Malfoy?
"Did you hear what I was talking about this evening?" Ginny asked.
"How can I not hear? You two were talking so loudly the whole house could hear," Draco explained. Everyone in the common room did hear what Ginny and Harry were talking about, unless they were too occupied doing other things.
"Why do you want to talk to Malfoy? He's dead and I did know him."
"No one knows how he grew up. No one knows what made him at the way he was. No one knows if he had anything to do with the death of Potter!" Draco hissed.
"How would you know? He did kill Harry, everyone knows that much. He was there when Harry died. The Dark Mark was on his arm. He was Harry's enemy. How much proof do you need? I can list a whole parchment of reasons and proofs that would prove that Draco Malfoy killed Harry."
"Well then all your proof is irrelevant. All of your proof is based on your accounts. Tell me, if Draco Malfoy was one of the Death Eaters why did they kill him? Did that thought ever cross your mind?" Draco asked her, "Of course not. No one ever gave a thought as to why Draco was there in the first place. Why isn't his father in Azkaban? If Draco was Death Eater surely his father was too?"
"Lucius Malfoy has money. He paid everyone to stay out of prison. Maybe Malfoy just got in the line of fire and that's the reason he died. Why would you care if Malfoy were innocent from killing Harry? He's dead and there is nothing you can do about it. As far as I'm concerned and the rest of the wizarding world, he killed Harry."
Draco glared at Ginny. His clenched and unclenched his fist. His anger was reaching a point where he was going to explode.
"All the things you said are based on your feelings for him, hatred. You don't have any evidence to support your claim. All your conclusions are based on what people said about him. I know for a fact that it wasn't Draco that killed Harry. I also know for a fact that they killed Draco because he tried to save the boy. As I said before you don't know anything about him."
Draco reached in his pocket and took out a gold chain. He reached for Ginny's hand and put the chain on her palm. He closed her fingers around it.
"Draco wanted to say sorry."
At that he turned and left. When Draco was gone Ginny opened her hand. On her palm was resting a locket. She opened the locket and it revealed a picture of Bill and his wife Kimberly. It was the same locket that Malfoy took from her two years ago. She wondered how Lukas got it. The picture of Bill looked troubled. It was a magical picture. Ginny looked at the stair, which Draco went up in and she brought the locket to her chest.
A/N: If there are any grammar mistakes or you guys want to make suggestion please tell me. I spelled Madam Pomfrey incorrectly halfway through my other story and no one bothered to tell me. If anyone wants to be e-mailed when I update, say you want to be emailed in your review and leave your address. Or you could email me at radram009@yahoo.com
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Next chapter: An Order of the Phoenix meeting. Sirius Black, Remus Lupin makes an appearance. Ginny is shocked at a revelation about Draco.