A/N: I would just like to point out...again, that this story is in no way copied from titanic. I will admit it was influenced by it, but if you are curious, it was also influenced by friends, Buffy, sponge bob (in a weird way!) and from listening to placebo.

The warning and disclaimer is the same as before. (This is a fan fiction, how much more obvious could it be that I'm not Mrs J K Rowling?)

A/N: Oh damn, I didn't realise what I was writing! Lol, I can't believe I was writing luscious instead of Lucius. Whoops. ; ) Thanks for pointing that out!

Days Before You Came

Harry greeted Ron, Hermione, Dean and Seamus, as he leaned into the wooden chair. The food was lying neatly piled up on their plates, steaming hot and untouched.

"Mmm, this is good," Dean said appreciately as he bit into a piece of chicken. Seamus nodded in agreement, and looked over at Hermione.

"Don't you want anything?"

"Oh no, I already ate," she said shaking her head. Looking over at Harry and Ron, she tilted her head amusedly watching Ron eat. "So..." She took a sip of her wine, "Harry, I was just saying to Ron that you two could come to a party tomorrow. Interested?"

"Err; well...I don't have any one to go with." Harry mumbled.

Hermione shook her head, and smiled. "That's great! You can go with one of my friends. I'm sure you will get along great!"

Ron looked pleadingly at his friend. "Well, I guess I could go," Ron elbowed him discreetly in the ribs, "Okay, okay. Sure. I will go." Harry said pointedly looking at his friend.

"Great," the brunette smiled, and quickly glanced at her watch. "Well guys, it looks like I will have to see you tomorrow." She hugged Dean and Seamus, "Nice meeting you Harry," she smiled, "you to Ron." Swallowing his food, he spluttered out goodbye and watched her walk through the doors admiringly.

"She likes you," Dean and Seamus said smiling amusedly at Ron, once their friend was out of sight.

"Really?" He spluttered his nose and ears turning a shade pinker.

"Didn't you see the way she looked at you?" They nodded knowingly.

"Are you sure?"

"We are never wrong with this type of thing." Ron hid his smile as he began to eat his spaghetti, glad that Hermione wasn't around to see him make a mess. Staring at his friend, Harry silently laughed to himself, and twisted his fork into the spaghetti.

"So," Seamus asked, once they had finished eating, "What are you two going to wear tomorrow?" Shrugging his shoulders, Harry looked down at the clothes he was wearing.

"Err, this?" Ron said, looking down at his clothes as well. Seamus eyed Ron spaghetti splattered t-shirt disapprovingly, and shook his head.

Hermione walked out of the doors, a small grin plastered to her face, and looking back, she fleetingly thought she recognised the brunette girl talking to the boy in the alcove next to the doors. Shrugging her shoulders, she carried on walking with a light step to her room.

"I have to go," Pansy murmured, looking up into the boys gleaming brown eyes.

"So soon?" he murmured, brushing his lips lightly over hers.

"Yes Blaise," Kissing him lightly on the lips, she turned around and headed for the restaurant doors. Turning her head, she smiled, and mouthed 'see you tomorrow,' before walking past the two men holding the doors open, who bowed as she passed.

She shook her head amusedly, as she walked back to her table, and sat down eyeing the empty seat. "Where's Draco?" She asked, looking up at her father. "He still hasn't come back?" He finished his conversation with Lucius abruptly, and eyed his daughter warily.

"No Pansy," he said shaking his head, "Why don't you run along and find him." She stared at him confused at the way he was talking to her, and looked down at her empty plate.

"Yes father," she stood up, and walked out of the restaurant, and stood waiting by the elevators until one became free. It took her up to the top level, where her room was, and two doors down was Draco's, which she rapped her hand on lightly.

"Draco," she knocked a bit louder. "Are you in there?" She listened patiently, but she couldn't here anything in there. "Draco?" She said once again, and placed her hand on the door handle, and turned the unlocked door. She stood in the entrance of Draco's room, and stared at him lying on the bed with his back turned to her.

"Draco, are you all right?" She asked, walking closer to the blonde haired man. Nodding, he looked down at the ring he held in his hand, which belonged to his late grandfather, and placed it in his pocket. Pansy shook her head, stepping closer to her friend.

"Draco, you where awfully quite earlier, and you left with out saying anything." She placed a hand on his shoulder, "Are you sure you okay?" She flinched when Draco leaped out of bed, standing a few paces in front of her.

"I'm fine," he gritted his teeth, as white hot searing pain coursed through his body, and he gripped his abdomen, biting his lip. Rushing to his side, she linked her arms with his, and placing a supportive hand on his back, helped him walk to the sofa.

"You don't look fine to me," she said shaking her head, and helping him sit down.

"I'm fine," he repeated again, leaning into the cushions behind him, his eyes closed, wincing in pain. He felt smooth hands brush against his cheek, and tuck his hair behind his ear. Opening one eye, he stared at Pansy, who had tears building up in her eyes.

"Your very brave, you know that Draco?" She whispered, and kissed him on the cheek. A single tear slipped out of her eye, and Draco reached out and brushed it away.

"Pansy don't cry," he whispered, "Really, I'm all right now." She smiled half heartedly, and clasped him delicately in a hug, being wary not to hurt him.

"I will come to see you tomorrow, okay?" She asked him, letting go of him. Smiling she stood up after he nodded. "Dress nicely, because I'm taking you somewhere," she smirked at his puzzled face, leant down and kissed his forehead motherly, "Do you need me to help you into bed?"

"No, I think I will stay here." Nodding, she opened the door, and stood in the entrance. Staring at him she smiled, silently pleasing that he truly was okay, before closing his door and walking to her own room.

...to be continued...

This chapter is considerably short, but I felt I had to end this chapter where it is. But at least I updated faster! Okay please review, because I love to hear what you all think. Thanks to everyone who has so far!