Harry knew how the other Gryffindors were going to react, so he made sure he woke up first. He went into the commons room, and told Hermione, her face buried in a book, about Draco. She went balistic.

"HARRY! THIS CANNOT BE IT HAS NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE IN THE HISTORY OF...EVER! THE OTHERS WHAT WILL THEY SAY...oh my god...oh..." She started taking deep breaths. It was not long til the others woke up, and came downstairs. Harry and Hermione waited for Draco, but Ron showed up first.

"Mornin' guys, there is a new bed in our room Harry I wonder whose it is?"

"It's Draco Malfoy's."

"Hahahaha...thats funny Harry, but really!" Hermione cut in.

"Ronald it really is!" Ron's face dropped he knew Hermione would not joke about something like this.

"WHAT? DRACO MALFOY A GRYFFINDOR!" The commons room full of half asleep Gryffindors looked at Ron, and laughed at the thought. It was not until someone gasped did they look at the top of the stairs and see Draco standing there. The room fell silent for a mere seconds until the whispers started.

"Why is he here?"

"What's going on?"

"What kinda prank is this?" Draco ignored the comments and continued for the portrait hole. Harry stopped Draco as he passed him.

"What to go to breakfast with us?" Draco turned the same shade of red as Ron's hair.

"I...uhhh...I'm not hungry..." As he said this he ran from the room, and all the way to the library. Harry told Ron and Hermione to go along without him, and he checked the marauders map for Draco.

"The library..." Harry left the dorm and then the commons, and headed to the library. When he entered he found Draco in the far corner sobbing heavily.

"Draco...are you ok?" Draco did not answer, but continued to sob. Harry sat next to him, and put his arm over Draco's shoulder.

"What is the matter?" Draco stopped crying, and after a short moment he lifted his head, and wiped his eyes.

"I'm sorry for everything...I've ever done to make you and everyone else hate me, but I cannot take it back." Harry frowned.

"Draco it wasn't yer fault...you know this..."

"I wasn't strong enough to fight of the curse, and the longer he had control over me the weaker I became against it...and now that I am myself again my 'own kind' hate me for turning in my father and Snape, and your kind hate me because I wasn't of the same kind..." Draco's words were confusing, but Harry understood what he meant.

"Draco your father and Snape are horrible...how any man could subject his own child to this is beyond me..." Draco shed a few more tears.

"Harry...my father is a very bad man...when I left school he tried to make me touch him..." Draco went back and told Harry the story that hurt him the most.

Fourth Year Summer

Draco entered his home, this was the first time he had control over himself in almost a year. His father approached him, and he was in a very upset mood.

"The ministry has been poking around the house again Draco...they said something about you acting funny...This does not make me very happy!"

"Sorry...Father..." Lucius frowned in disgust.

"Were you trying to fight the curse?" Draco did not respond.

"Well I guess I will have to teach you a lesson now won't I? I wouldn't want you trying this stupid shit again...Get to your room!" Draco walked up the staircase, and then into his room. In a few minutes his father walked in, he was wearing nothing but his robe.

"Your mother went out, so I guess it's just us..." Lucius sat on the end of the bed and patted it signaling Draco to sit next to him. Draco did not move.

"Draco...come sit by me." Draco shook his head.

"Now!" Draco knew his father was serious, so he sat next to him. Lucius leaned back and open his robe slightly. He told Draco to touch him, but Draco refused. Lucius grapped Draco's hand and pulled it towards him, but Draco resisted and pulled away. It was at that moment that Lucius stood from the bed, and punched Draco square in the face. Draco did not say a word, he quietly wiped the blood from his nose.

"Stand up!" Draco did not move. His father yelled as loud as he could, but no matter what he said Draco did not move. Lucius hit Draco again, but this time he did not stop. Eventually Draco blacked out, and woke up in a hospital bed.

"Quite a nasty fight you got in with your cousin eh?" Draco ignored the nurse that was talking to him, and scanned the room. He seen Lucius standing at the door, and he knew by the look on Lucius' face he had lied.

"Draco how are you feeling son?" Draco did not answer. He could see the anger spread his father's face. In the following days Draco made it known all the horrible things his father had done, and Lucius was quickly imprisoned.

Today

"I'm so sorry Draco..." Harry embraced Draco without thinking. The hug seemed to last forever. It was as if they had melted together. Once they had split apart, Harry wiped the tears from Draco's cheek. At this time, Draco felt true happiness, and he smiled as they stared each other in the eyes.

"HARRY?" Harry and Draco practically flew away from each other as Hermione stormed in the library.