GUY GUYS GUYS WE'RE ALMOST AT 600 VIEWS! Thank you to everyone actually reading this story and as always, critique and reviews are always welcome. This chapter takes us into the life of Draco Malfoy at home when he goes home for the weekend to Malfoy Manor to get us back to this story being in his POV the most. Onward, my fellow Potterheads! As always, I don't own anything (I wish. I'd be rich!) except the few OCs I've inputted into the story.

Draco POV

Son,

We expect you at the Manor by midnight for a meeting. You will be staying until Sunday night. Snape is already notified of your use of the floo in his office.

See you soon.

Lucius Malfoy

Putting the letter down, I roll my eyes and take a look up from my seat in the Slytherin Common Room to stare into the fire. Father has the uncanny skill of ruining my good moods especially after the meeting with Briar went so well tonight. A feeling of fear trickles up the back of my spine and settles as a cold feeling at the base of my neck. If father knew, that meant he was going to give me an ultimatum I most likely wouldn't like. Shaking my head, I focus on the events that happened in the Room of Requirement.

When I walked into the room and saw her shift from her Animagus form and scream in pain, it ripped into me because I've felt that pain before. She was screaming probably because of the new revelations from that damn letter, but I know she blames herself for her parent's deaths. They were searching for answers about her magic, but her magic is…remarkable. The wind picking up with her whirlwind of emotions after trying to piece together my arrival with what she read about her parents dying in my manor shocked me. I was in awe of her power and plan on helping her find answers and that kiss…My reputation about me being a playboy couldn't be farther from the truth, but I've had experiences with girls here at Hogwarts and none of them added up to the electricity I felt the moment I made the move to share in a simple kiss with Briar. When she pulled back to rest her forehead against mine, I saw her eyes flash rainbow under her hooded glance and I realized that will most likely turn into one of my favorite sights for the rest of my life.

If I survive father that is.

Sighing, I stand up and make my way to my private dorm to pack as it's already 11:30. Throwing some clothes and necessities into my bag, I cast an undetectable extension charm to make sure it all fit before muttering reducio. Now that the bag is small enough, I stuff it into my black dress pants and glance at the clock to see it's now 11:35. Making my way down the stairs to the Common Room to make my way to Snape's office, I'm stopped by the last person I want to see. Curling my lips into a grimace, Parkinson stops in front of me with a smirk.

"Hello Drackie, where are you going so late?" I give her a cold stare before noticing she's trying to corner me against the wall. I take a few steps to the side with the intention of walking past her while replying.

"Out, Parkinson. Get out of my way." I go to brush past her when she grabs my arm and jerks me to a stop.

"I would listen to what I have to say first, Draco Malfoy." She never uses my full name. I rip my arm out of her grasp and stare at her in curiosity with my arms crossed in front of my chest with my back to the Slytherin Common Room entrance.

"60 seconds," I grit out. Before my patience snaps. She leisurely leans against the wall and looks me up and down appreciatively before I grumble out that she has 50 seconds left. She huffs and asks her question.

"How's Griffin? I saw you follow her after I embarrassed her in the Great Hall," she says with a playful smirk. I scoff at her general direction and retort smartly back.

"From where I sat, she buried you alive in that standoff, Parkinson. Why is she so intriguing to you anyway?" I use the voice my father taught me that exudes superiority to imply I don't care about Briar at all even though it is the farthest from the truth. The witch has snuck up on me in the past few months. Pansy's eyes flash with anger and she stalks towards me until she's jabbing her finger into my chest.

"Why is she so intriguing to you?! I've bent over backwards for you since we were first years and you never give me the time of day and suddenly a few months ago, you notice the little orphan and you want to chase the charity case? Is that what this is about, huh? You feel bad she has no one so you're getting close to her to get into her pants? I've never seen the Mighty Malfoy work so hard to get into someone's knickers before!" She lets out a huff and when she realizes I'm not going to give her the satisfaction of an answer, her eyes glint mischievously and she slowly flattens her finger that was jabbing my chest to rest flat against it. Her voice softens to barely a whisper and her hand started to slowly stroke down my chest to rest on my crossed arms. "If you're that desperate, Drackie, you only have to ask me. I'm more than willing," she says suggestively. I sneer at her and shove her so she takes two steps back in shock.

"Oh, I know, Parkinson. You're too easy really. Getting you into bed was barely a challenge for me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a meeting to get to." Parkinson's eyes drift to the left of my head before glaring at me hatefully.

"You should tell Griffin, Draco. Really, your father would be proud with how cruel you're being," she says with a malicious smirk.

"For Merlin's sake, Parkinson. What in the hell are you talking about?"

"You should tell her you knew Cedric would die. Your father, after all, was one of the Death Eaters that helped kill him after they were port keyed to the cemetery to be slaughtered by Voldemort." My anger started rising and I could feel my mouth slide into a glare.

"I had no idea Cedric would die," I say in defiance to her statement. This got a chuckle from her.

"Oh of course not, Malfoy. Just like you didn't know Potter and Cedric had been helping each other with the tasks? Your father was the one who counted on that when he pitched the idea to Wormtail. He bragged to you about being the mastermind, yet you deny knowing poor Cedric would be sacrificed. I'm not stupid…And guess what, Drackie. Neither is Griffin. Right, Griffin?" My confusion at what she's pratting about is pushed to the side as my eyes widen in shock. I turn to see Briar standing in the entrance to the Common Room with tears welling up in her eyes. A tear slides down her right cheek as she stares at me in confusion as I fumble to come up with something to say.

The same cheek I had wiped your tear from not too long ago and now I'm causing your pain.

I stare at her with my mouth silently opening and closing as her emerald green eyes search my eyes for answers. All I'm able to get out is her name in a rushed whisper before her eyes flicker from confusion to anger. She stalks past me and shoves me out of the way before making a bee line to Parkinson. She shoves her against the wall with her wandless magic before standing in front of her practically vibrating in anger. Parkinson is gasping and clawing at her neck as if something is around her throat.

"Who told you about the cemetery?" Briar's voice is a low growl and Parkinson looks at her in confusion as she continues to struggle for a deep breath.

"What? I don't…" Parkinson coughs as the force around her neck gets tighter as Briar takes a step towards her menacingly.

I've never seen Griffin this angry before. Even when she found out about her parents dying in Malfoy Manor, she was never this angry…She's almost seems to be losing control of her magic and I'm starting to get concerned. I take a step towards her, but her next words make me stop walking altogether.

"WHO TOLD YOU ABOUT THE CEMETERY? HARRY ONLY TOLD FAKE MOODY ABOUT THAT SO HOW DID YOU KNOW?" Parkinson's eyes widen in surprise before pointing at her throat. Briar pulled back her magic just enough for Pansy to talk.

"I know because it was me. I fed Lucius the plan and in return, he promised he would see what he could do about Draco having to marry me one day after the war." She turns her head to smirk at me. "See Drackie? We're going to be together one day." Pansy looks proud of herself and all I can do is look at her in disgust. The lengths she would go through to be with someone who doesn't even want her…I open my mouth to speak, but Briar speaks up and tightens her hold on Pansy's neck once more. Parkinson chokes and starts to slowly turn blue in the face as Briar speaks.

"You being with anyone one day is a dream because you helped murder my half-brother! He was my best friend and you helped take him from me. You don't get a happy ending, you daft bimbo." Briar took another step towards Pansy so she was almost nose to nose with her and I see Parkinson's eyes widen in fear.

I have never seen her afraid before.

In a tone just about a whisper, I hear Briar whisper in a tone as malicious as my father would while he's inflicting the Cruciatus Curse on me as punishment.

"Say hello to my brother," she growls as she steps back and I see Pansy raise from the ground. She kicks her feet back and forth trying to get down as she is starting to choke loudly against the wall.

This isn't Briar. This needs to stop.

I rush forward and stand in front of Briar and see her eyes are almost completely swallowed by her pupils. There is only a sliver of green around the edges. This is not the same woman I have come to adore. This is someone overcome by anger, grief, and vengeance. This is someone not in control of her powers. I place my hands on either side of her face and block her view of Parkinson.

"BRIAR STOP!" With a jolt, Briar blinks and slowly her pupils start to shrink. I hear Parkinson drop to the ground behind me and start to gasp greedily at the air she had been deprived of. After a few seconds of me rubbing my thumbs against her cheeks and staring at her in concern, her eyes finally meet mine. Green meets blue and I know she's back. The tears are back in her eyes and I can tell she needs to let them out soon.

"Draco…? What…?" I can tell she has barely any recollection of what just happened so I shush her and turn to look behind me. Parkinson isn't on the floor and I can faintly hear the sound of a door latching shut upstairs telling me she retreated to her room. Turning back to Briar, I see the look of confusion on her face. She raises her hands between us and stares at them for a few moments before staring me in the eyes with fear clearly displayed in hers. I shake my head at her and give her a reassuring smile while stroking my hands under her eye to catch the tear that falls.

She wouldn't have snapped out of her episode if she didn't care for you.

My eyes widen as I realize I just thought that. Now was not the time to get overly attached to someone knowing my father had helped murder someone in her family. And yet…Her watery eyes staring into mine as she completely bares her soul to me; I have never felt as powerful in my life as I do in this moment. Father has always told me emotions are weakness, but in just a few short hours; this woman in front of me has shown me that emotions save you.

Pushing these thoughts to the side, I realize I need to help Briar before I can even begin to solve the conflicting thoughts in my head. Her tears are started to stream down her face steadily now and every part of me tells me to wrap her into my arms like my mother would when I was sad. My mother and I have always been close due to the comfort we find in one another while my father is the stony, emotionless one in the family. My father would see comforting her as a weakness and still, I find her shaking in my arms with tears soaking into my shirt once again. I have never felt as needed and wanted as I do in this moment.

"What happened, Briar? That was notyou doing that," I whisper into her hair as my cheek rests on the top of her head. She shakes her head slightly and I can hear her start to cry harder as she squeezes me tighter. She's shaking like a leaf as I rub my hand up and down her back.

"I just…Cedric…She helped…I can't…Help me, Draco. Please, I can't control it." It finally clicks in my head that this is what Parkinson wanted, but it backfired when it didn't cause a fight between me and Briar. She wanted to unhinge Briar.

I can feel the surge of electricity still hanging in the air from Briar's outburst and I know I need to calm her down before her abilities get out of hand again. I lean forward slightly and lift Briar into a bridal position in my arms. She tucks her head into my neck and I can feel her starting to calm down slightly now that she is closer to me. Settling onto the cushion, I gently lower her onto my lap with her back trapping my arm against the couch. She burrows into my body more and I wrap my arms around her tighter while I speak soothingly to her.

"Briar, you need to calm down. This is what Parkinson wanted. She knew you would lose control if she mentioned your brother, but she wanted it to cause a rift between us. She hadn't expected you to catch the comment about the cemetery," I pause for a moment as I realize something. "Wait, Briar. How did youknow about the cemetery?" She sniffles before shifting so we can meet eyes. I stare down at her and wait for her to start explaining.

"I watched him die," she says with a wavering voice. Before I can ask what she means, she continues with a soft voice. "I have many abilities, but one of the ones I've known of since I was a child is that I'm a seer, Draco. The day after Ced was murdered, I went to Dumbledore and he showed me how I can control what I want to see. I focused on Cedric and I was able to channel his last moments. It was horrifying to watch, but some part of me got closure knowing he didn't suffer." She looked down at her hands again as if she couldn't believe her hands had almost ended a fellow student's life.

"Thank you for sharing that with me," I say while grasping her hands in one of mine to stop her analysis of them. "Briar, your abilities are amazing and you keep surprising me every chance I get the privilege to learn something new about you. Your mother knew you'd be powerful, but she also knew there was a line. You almost crossed that line tonight." I pause and she hangs her head lower in defeat as she assumes I'm going to berate her. "You fought the darkness tonight and I'm so proud of you."

She looks up to me in shock and can't say anything for a few seconds. When she does, I'm relieved it's not something negative about herself, but the relief is short lived.

"You keep surprising me too, Draco Malfoy. Who knew a sneaky little ferret could have a heart," she says with a smirk. I stare at her with a mock glare.

"Okay, now I regret comforting you. You leave me no choice," I say as I tuck my hands under her arms and start to tickle her. Her little squeals of delight and laughter are music to my ears after the darkness that seems to follow us around Hogwarts. Her pleas for me to stop fall on deaf ears as she tries to scramble to the other side of the couch to seek refuge from my relentless hands. I laugh at her attempts to get away and soon find myself on top of her with both of us staring at each other breathlessly.

"Thank you for saving me tonight. Both from myself and from Parkinson," Briar whispers to me as she brushes a piece of hair out of my face with a smile on her face. I let out a little chuckle before responding in a teasing tone.

"You can hold your own against Parkinson, trust me. She can't even do basic sparring spells. And you saved yourself, Briar. I didn't do anything except yell at you while standing in between you and Parkinson." Her smile falls and she stares at me with a serious face.

"You don't know the power you have in you, do you?"

I just hope that power is enough to save me from my father one day.

I look at the clock. 11:56. I stare down at Briar one more time before replying to her question.

"I guess we'll find out, won't we?"

I quickly say my goodbyes after explaining my father's summons and make my way to Snape's office.

Time to face father.

A/N Longest chapter yet! You're welcome! This makes up for me doing a lot of Briar POV's lately so this was 100% Draco Malfoy. This chapter definitely deserves feedback so tell me what you all think!