I AM BACK!! The title have changed into : "You have a Choice" and the summary is the same.

Disclaim: J.K. Rowlings is the one who made Harry Potter, NOT ME!

Enjoy this new chappie and please R/R!

Chapter 3

When Harry walked into the common room, he heard moaning and giggling.

'Sounds like 'Mione. Who is she shagging-', his thought was interrupted by seeing his two best friends making out. "About time, eh?"

They both were startled by Harry's voice. "Jeez, why didn't you stop us? Ron growled.

"Ooh, it seems you are pissed that I interrupted your love corner. Fine, I'll leave, then." Harry walked to the staircase but Hermione stopped him,

"Wait, I need to talk to you and Ronny, this involves you."

"What's wrong? Are you pregnant?" Harry snickered.

"HARRY!"

"Ok, ok, what is it that you want to talk about?"

"Malfoy."

Harry froze, "Why?"

"Ron and I have noticed your behavior towards him especially what happened on the train" said Hermione with her eyebrows raised. Harry felt uneasy at this topic of discussion.

"Look, it was nothing so please, just drop it." Harry turned away and started to walk out but Hermione said something that made him stop. br

"What are you afraid of?" Harry wasn't afraid of anything but he still felt uneasy talking about Malfoy.

"I am not afraid! I just don't like the relationship between Draco, and me that's all, Hermione and Ron gasped at him for saying Malfoy's first name, "and I know you hate him but you can't blame him for all the things he has done to us! Blame me because I was the one who rejected him and allowed him to be that way! If I didn't, he would be on our side! And I thought I was doing him a favor by putting his father in prison to let him show us that he is not like his father but look, he made himself worse! WORSE!" When Harry finished, he was out of breath, full of rage coming out of him, and he ran out of the common room and down the hall. He bumped into someone that he didn't want to see ever again.

"Potter, watch where you are going!" Tears were running down Harry's tan flawless cheeks. They gazed at each other for a moment and then, Malfoy left, seeing Harry like that finally made Draco feel pity towards Harry.

Two weeks soon passed quickly, and Harry's condition got worse. He won't eat, talk, skipped classes with Malfoy in it. Harry stayed in his bed thinking that rejecting Draco was his entire fault.

"God, why did you chose your father?" mumbled Harry before he drifted off to sleep dreaming about the first meeting with Draco in the clothing store.

As Snape graded the tests from his Potions class, he heard a knock on his office door.

"Who is it?"

"Minerva" Severus jumped up while his chair clashed to the floor. He became so nervous, so he ran up to the mirror to check him out,

"Hold on for a moment. My office is a little messy," he lied, "Ok, come in." The door opened and in came Professor McGonagall.

"I just need you to make a potion for me" said Minerva.

"Okay, what kind of potion?" asked Severus with curiosity.

"Err, a beauty potion." Snape frowned.

"My dear woman, you of all people does not need a potion to improve your beauty." McGonagall blushed bashfully,

"Well, you know I'm getting older and the look with the tight buns is so old-fashioned and all-" Snape stepped forward,

"Do you realize that a dose of a beauty potion could very well ruin your gorgeous appearance?" Professor McGonagall turned dark crimson red.

"You really think I'm-beautiful?" Snape reached forward and removed the pin in her tight bun, her dark brown silky hair cascaded down upon her shoulders.

"You are always beautiful" Things got heated up in Severus's office and Hermione and Ron kept hearing strange noises coming out of the Slytherin dungeons.

"It is probably one of Malfoy's girls" Ron snickered.

"Are you both talking about me?" a growl came out of the Slytherin. Ron's face reddened.

"No!"

"Whatever," Draco turned his gaze from Ron to Hermione, "Mudblood, Where's Potty?" he asked with worries.

"Since when do you care," Ron spatted, "Com' on, 'Mione." Hermione followed Ron but she wanted to tell Malfoy something,

"Harry thought he did you a favor by putting your father in prison." Malfoy frowned at Hermione,

"Oh did he, and why's that?"

"We thought we would be able to see a different side of you, but we were wrong." Hermione walked away and caught up with Ron. Draco was overcome with a feeling of serve worriness. 'THIS IS POTTY WE ARE TALKING ABOUT!' Draco shouted at himself. A memory came to him at this moment. The first quidditch match with Harry………Draco shakes his head and walked to his room and looked into the mirror. He didn't see himself, but all he could see was his father. These thoughts disturbed him. He grabbed a pair of scissors and his gel.

"PANSY!" hollered Draco.

"Yes, Drake?" asked Pansy as she came into his room.

"Please make me myself again." Pansy took the scissors and began snipping off his slick, oily hair. Strands floated to the ground as she gave him a haircut that made him look totally different. Pansy dropped the scissors. Suddenly, tears flowing down her face, "What have I-I done!" she wailed. Draco turned around and looked into her face,

"Pansy, what is it?" Pansy gently touched his chopped hair.

"You-you always were the perfect image of your father..but..b-but bow, who are you?" Draco arose and once again gazed into the mirror, he didn't see his father…………but a pale weak boy.

YaY! Finished Chapter 3! I also finished Chapter 4 and 5 but I just would like to know what you guys think!