Harry ate his lunch on his own at the Gryffindor table, the second and first years seemed to find him a little intimidating and so had left him alone, the rest of the school had taken their last chance to go to Hogsmeade before the holidays. Harry hadn't felt like going.

He contemplated his toast for a minute before taking a bite and chewing thoughtfully. He was restless, and if he was honest with himself he knew exactly why. It was the end of term and so he was anticipating trouble, trouble which involved mortal peril for him and near or actual death for someone he knew.

Sighing he dropped the toast back onto his plate and gazed round the hall. There was barely anyone over second year left, a few Ravenclaws, two third year Hufflepuffs . . . and one blonde haired Slytherin who was smirking at him from across the hall.

Harry raised an eyebrow as Draco got up and walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down opposite him.

"Not hungry Potter?" he asked nonchalantly as the rest of the Great Hall, including the teachers table stared at him incredulously.

"Not particularly." Harry responded. "Not sane Malfoy?" he asked curiously.

"Not particularly." Draco grinned and grabbed Harry's toast and took a bite. "Where is your little fan club?"

"If you mean my friends; Hermione and Ron, they've gone to Hogsmeade. Most likely have their tongues down eachothers throats at this very moment." He added distastefully.

"Is Harry feeling unloved?" Draco asked mockingly.

"Not at all. Where's Jas?" Harry asked curiously. Draco shrugged.

"I don't know, same place Snape is probably." He answered, dropping the toast on the plate and sighing. "I'm bored." He pouted. Harry smirked.

"Really?"

"Mmmhmm." Draco nodded. "Wanna go flying or something?" he asked.

"I might die of shock." Harry said amusedly, then dropping his voice to a whisper. "A recreational activity that doesn't involve fornication? Draco, are you feeling well?" he teased.

"I'm insulted by that." Draco sniffed haughtily.

"Excellent." Harry smiled as Draco frowned. "C'mon then, lets go flying." He said, and led Draco out of the Great Hall.

Severus walked into the infirmary, intending see which of the potions needed replenishing. He stopped in shock after he entered.

"Good afternoon Severus." The Headmaster smiled.

"Where is Madam Pomfrey?" Severus asked suspiciously.

"She is otherwise occupied at the moment. Do you have an injury Severus? I am quite capable of rendering assistance if that is the case."

"No I'm not injured." He said frowning.

"That is a relief." Dumbledore smiled.

"Yes." Severus quickly gathered the information he needed and exited to brew the potions, all the time wondering what had caused Pomfrey to abandon her beloved hospital wing.

Harry watched from the stands as the rest of the school returned from Hogsmeade. He squinted as he saw a slightly bushy haired girl practically run ahead of all the others towards the castle.

"Looks like Granger's in a hurry." Draco commented from his side.

"Mmm." Harry hummed contemplatively.

"You're gonna' go running to her side now aren't you?" Draco asked, already knowing the answer.

"Ron should have been with her." Harry said.

"Maybe he realised how irritating she is." Draco shrugged, Harry glared at him. "Or not . . ."

"I'm going." Harry said decisively, standing up and shouldering his broom. "See ya' Malfoy." He said as he climbed his way out of the stands.

"Bye Harry."

"Hermione?" Harry asked gently as he sat down next to her in the common room. She was glaring at a book in her lap. He put a hand on her shoulder.

"Ew Harry!" she complained. "You're all muddy! What have you been doing?" she transferred her glare to him.

"Flying." He shrugged.

"You must have fallen off a few times." She commented, looking at his grass stained clothes.

"Yeah a few." He said lightly. "Where's Ron?" he asked, and suddenly her glare was back in full force.

"How should I know?" she spat angrily.

"Weren't you two going to Hogsmeade together?" he asked.

"He never showed up." She told him.

"Well that's not like him." Harry said.

"It's exactly like him! He doesn't take us seriously at all!" she complained.

"Come on Hermione, that's not true." He soothed. She sighed and shook her head. "I'm going to my dorm, I'll see you later Harry." She said and got up and walked away.

Freshly showered and clean clothed, Harry made his way down to dinner. Both Hermione and Harry were absent so he sat with Neville and began chatting idly about their latest Herbology assignment. Ten minutes later Hermione entered and took a seat next to Harry.

"Ron's not here." She stated, clearly annoyed.

"Nope." Neville answered unecessarily. She sighed.

"I'm beginning to get a little worried now." She said, chewing on her lower lip nervously.

"It is a bit odd." Harry agreed.

"What is?" Neville asked curiously.

"We haven't seen Ron since breakfast." Harry told him, leaving out the fact that he had stood Hermione up.

"I saw him talking to Jasrene Poliakov this morning before we all went to Hogsmeade, but apart from that . . ." Neville trailed off at the thunderous look on Hermione's face. Harry frowned at her reaction before comprehension dawned that she couldn't have been too happy with the fact that Ron and Jas had gotten pretty friendly in the dark corner of a corridor not so long ago, spell or no spell being the cause.

"Harry," Hermione said in a voice of false calm, "Would you mind showing me the way to Miss.Poliakov's rooms so that I can have a word with my boyfriend?" she asked sweetly.

"I don't know if that's such a good idea." Harry said hesitantly. She might well get an eyeful, but not of Jas and Ron, more likely of Jas and their potions Professor. Harry shivered, he couldn't quite decide if that was a good or a bad image.

"Why not?" she demanded.

"Look, I'll ask Draco to 'drop in' on her and then he can tell us if Ron is there, which he probably isn't." Harry added. Hermione nodded, she seemed so deep in thought that she didn't even question why Malfoy would want to day a favour for Harry, although Neville looked at him questioningly. Harry ignored them and glanced over at the Slytherin table at Malfoy, with an almost imperceptible nod he indicated that he wanted to speak to him outside.

"If you'll excuse me." He said politely as he headed out of the Great Hall, he heard light footfalls behind him and led them to a obscure corner of the corridor.

"Something you wanted Potter?" Malfoy asked with a sly grin. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Yes actually. We haven't seen Ron all day but Neville saw him with Jas this morning. I was wondering if you could, you know, visit Jas to see if he's there?" Harry asked hopefully.

"Why can't you check up on Weasley yourself?" Malfoy asked.

"Because that would be way too obvious." Harry pointed out.

"O-k-a-y," Draco drew the word out, "What's in it for me?"

"What do you want?" Harry asked, taking a step forward so there was barely a centimetre between them.

"That's just asking for trouble Potter." Draco whispered warmly against his lips.

"Well we all know I'm a magnet for it, I might as well embrace it." Harry responded with a smirk. "So, will you do it?" he asked again.

"I suppose so." Draco said with a roll of his shoulders.

"Good." Harry whispered with a brush of his mouth against Draco's before taking a step back. "Go on then." He said with a smile. Draco scowled.

"I'll be seeing you later." Draco said in a manner that made it sound very much like a threat.

"See you then!" Harry said cheerfully as Draco stalked down the corridor.

I just churned out two chapters! Woohoo for me! I wont post the next one yet just incase I get writers block or something. Sorry for the lack of updates recently but I'm doing exams at the mo, I've only got one left though so there should be more soon.

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