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Chapter 3: Vivid Memories

"He's engaged to Granger… uh…Hermione." Draco asked, blinking twice.

" I said maybe besides— Harry! Uh… I'll walk you to the door." Blaise muttering something before pushing Potter out.

I resume watching the leaves fall before I noticed Sev watching me. Turning around I beckoned him to sit down.

"Potter said you have my wand." I stated looking at him

"Yes, he might have mentioned that… Draco, are you alright?" he asked concern marring his usually stoic face.

"Yes. Where is this place anyways?" I asked suddenly remembering some points.

"This ig Grimmuald Place, Potter inherited this from Black." He informed me as h ook a mug procured by a house elf.

"Black? Which Black?" I asked.

"You're uncle. Sirius Black. His late godfather." He replied after sipping his cup.

"I see. Where is mother?"

"She's with Tonks. They are living in the Manor. " he replied watching me intently. "Any more questions?"

Shaking my head, I observe my surroundings before I noticed Sev zoning out. "Sev, is there a problem?"

Startled, he looked at me before smiling and saying, "Yes, I was wondering if you could rest for a while. I was told that you are still recovering. Maybe it might be best if you retire early into Potter's quarters." He advised me before standing up and leaving.

Nodding I shot up. My head spun around as I digested what Sev said : I sleep in Harry Potter's ROOM!

I called out Blaise immediately after Mrs. Robins shut me up and asked me if anything was wrong before Blaise came in, huffing and panting.

"What!" he all but screamed at me.

"Why the BLOODY hell didn't you mention I was sleeping in HARRY's room!" I screamed at him

"Harry?" his brow raised as he casually leaned against the door frame.

"I mean Potter… yeah, Potter." I retaliated, blushing.

"Right" – " That's beside the bloody point!"

"Oh, right, Harry vouched for you to sleep in his quarters since you were wounded and bound." He explained before plopping down beside me.

"Uh, Blaise can you help me go up to bed coz I really feel dizzy…" I lied as I tried to stand.

"Uh, sure, come here, I'll let you up. Grab on to me." He said as he aided me up the stairs into Harry's room.

After he helped me lie down, he left me to sleep. As soon as he left, I gingerly stood up and probed his things in the room. I discovered several things I hadn't known about him. He was a wide reader and some of his books were about potions, charms, spells, and other more complex magic. Some of the more important selections were charmed to allow only a Parselmouth could open. Also, I found his stash of muggle songs and cds. They were covering some pictures… pictures of his friends… the Weasleys… Grangers… the Order and some Aurors…

Me.

I stared blankly at several photos of me taken when I wasn't looking and some of the pictures were of me flying and playing against Houses.

Potter has pictures of me in his room… PICTURES OF ME!

Then I found one cd that piqued my interest. A tattered cd of a muggle band, it was obviously being used often. I summoned a house elf to asked Blaise to teach me how to operate the muggle contraption.

"Draco, really… you are sooooo nosy!" he complained as he grabbed the cd befor even looking at it, then I saw a dozen of hickeys on his neck.

"There! Its in. if you want to change songs just press this button. Okay?" he turned and faced me, obviously hiding his scowl.

"Have I interrupted you at all?" I asked innocently, smiling.

Blushing, he scowled before leaving me. I scanned through every song until one song caught my attention.

Let Me Go

One more kiss could be the best thing,

But one more lie could be the worst.

And all these thoughts are never resting,

And you're not something I deserve.

In my head there's only you now,

This world falls on me,

And in this world there's real and make believe…

This seems real to… me…

You love me but you don't know who I am,

I'm torn between this world I live and where I stand,

You love me but you don't know who I am,

So let me go… just let me go…

I dream ahead to what I hope for,

And I turn my back on loving you.

How can this love be a good thing?

When I know what I'm going through?

Repeat

no matter how hard I try
I cant escape these things inside
I know, I know
but all the pieces fall apart
you will be the only one who knows
who knows

Repeat

you love me, but you don't
you love me, but you don't
you love me, but you don't know who I am

you love me, but you don't
you love me, but you don't
you love me, but you don't know me...

Normal POV:

Draco repeated the song a couple of times and every time the song ended, Draco never noticed tears falling from his eyes. But a certain ebony haired man did. He watched fixated as the person he secretly loved cry.

"Why the bloody hell is he crying? What did he remember? Who is he crying for? Is it Pansy? Someone I know?" Harry thought.

Harry couldn't be more right. Draco reminisced about the time he had overheard Harry and Weasley were talking. About him.

"How can you bloody that git!" Ron demanded.

"Draco! Draco! As in Draco Malfoy!" Harry yelled then laughed so hard he fell.

"Mate you bloody crazy! What the fuck we you thinking!" Ron bellowed.

"I don't know! Besides I don't like him… I despise him, wait till I get my hands on that snake… I'll… I'll… ugh! I HATE HIM!" Harry yelled before he punched the wall.

Closing his eyes again, he closed over the bitter memory after hearing the news. He had spent his time training harder than was necessary. His resolve stayed firm, even if he couldn't love him at least he could protect him until death.

"God! Hermione, she can't have gone there, right?" Harry's voice conveyed his worried face.

"Don't worry Harry, we'll get her back…" Tonks comforted him as he paced the floor of the headmaster's office.

"God… I can't lose her… not now, not ever… God I need her so much! Please be alright…" Harry mumbled as he crash on the floor and buried his face in Tonks' shirt.

"Shshsh… Harry, please don't" Tonks baby-ied him.

Knocking the door, Harry entered his room, clearly ignoring Malfoy.

"Uh, excuse me; I was just going to uh… get some extra… uh… towels." Harry said as he dodge the figure of Draco facing the stereo.

" Uh, Potter… where do you get these uh… cds?" Draco asked a second later.

"Um… from a muggle store. Why?" he answered.

"Nothing. Just asking…" He answered nonchalantly.

"Oh. Uh, Lunch will be ready later…" he mentioned before gathering up the towels and leaving.

Chap 4 would be about seeing Harry bathing. Wait for it alright?

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