Sitting down at the long wooden Slytherin table, Rae looked down to the opposite end, seeing Blaise laugh at something Ariana said, and how she longed to be there, instead of with Draco. She sighed, and looked at the egotistical blonde to her right.

"So, how's life?" she asked.

"Screwed up; Potty, Weaselbee, and Mudblood disgracing the wizarding world again."

"That's just great." She said, sarcasm dripping from every word she spoke.

Don't you hate Scarhead, for what he did to your father?"

"Well, yes, but…" She sighed, and continued "It's just- You know what, never mind! This is pointless!" Raelynn dropped her utensils, and turned her back to the boy beside her.

'Oh, come on Rae, you must despise him." Draco said, exasperated. He turned her to face him. Her dark as coal eyes were brimming with tears, but she wiped them away furiously before they fell.

"He took away my only parent. My mother died two minutes after I was born, then that BASTARD took my father 2 months later! He took away everything I ever had, and put me through a hell you'll never even be able to have a nightmare about! DON'T YOU DARE THINK FOR EVEN ONE SECOND THAT I DON'T HATE HIM WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING!" Raelynn shouted. Her face had turned bright red, an unusual contrast to her snow white skin, and her salty tears were falling faster than she could catch them on the sleeve of her robe. She stood up, and stormed out of the Great Hall. Her burning tears fell freely this time, as she neared the one place she could, she supposed, call her sanctuary. She sat under a large willow tree, overlooking the lake, as she desperately tried to regain her composure. Rain started to fall in sheets, and Raelynn laughed.

"They did always say that insanity laughs under pressure." Raelynn didn't need to turn around to know who had intruded on her thoughts. She knew that familiar smell of cologne, and could feel that infamous smirk burning right through her.

"Go away Draco. I want to be alone."

"Well, why should I? My friend is upset, and I need to rectify that situation."

"Thanks, but I'll pass. Just let me be." Raelynn mumbled, setting her head over raised knees. She wrapped her legs around her long legs, and sighed. Draco sat down lightly.

"What happened to us?" Draco asked

"What are you talking about?" She raised her head in confusion.

"We used to be best mates." He said quietly.

"Yeah, I remember." She shifted, using Draco as a pillow. He allowed it, stroking her long tresses, like he used to when she became upset. "Then we got drunk at a party, and everything changed." She shuddered, remembering that night vividly.

Flashback

"Heeya R-Raelynn." Draco slurred a half drunken fire whiskey in one hand.

"Drakie!" She hugged him tightly, giggling like a lunatic. "I missed you!" The twelve year old versions of the two fell into a candle holder, causing the pair to go into hysterical laughter. They walked, okay, well, more of pranced about the party getting more drunk with every passing minute. Eventually the party slowed, and the drunken preteens trickled into the great green fires of the Floo Network of the Zabini Manor. Blaise shut the door to his house after making sure that everyone that wasn't supposed to be there, well wasn't. Draco and Raelynn had disappeared to the blackness of the room they shared

The next morning, Raelynn woke up, surprisingly comfortable, and naked. Wait…NAKED? Raelynn panicked, and screamed, waking up Draco with a jolt. He groaned.

"Merlin Raelynn, could you keep it down, talk about a hangover."

"Draco, what happened last night?" she said, hurrying to gather her clothes. Draco sat up, realizing that neither of them were clothed, and started looking around. He lifted the covers, and found evidence of what had happened last night. A shucked condom and a small blood stain.

"Um…" he faltered. Raelynn's eyes widened in fright.

"Did we." She gasped, unable to finish her sentence.

"I think so." He mumbled, getting dressed.

"Oh no!" Raelynn wailed, dropping to her knees and crying. Draco tried to comfort her, but his efforts proved to be futile. Raelynn got even angrier, and pushed him away.

Present time

"It's never really been the same since, has it?" Draco sighed. Raelynn shook her head

"No, not really."

"I'm sorry." He said softly. She shrugged in response. 'I really am, Rae." He kissed her temple, and pulled her more into his lap.

"I know." She whispered her voice now barely audible against the slowing rain. It was more calm than anything, like a state of euphoria, that couldn't be broken. Draco simply nodded, not wanting to ruin the moment.