Chapter Eleven:

Harry blushed, eyes searching Draco's face. "You... you called me Harry."
"Huh?"
"N-never mind..."

Draco sat up, back turned to Harry. "I didn't want to tell you like this. Just so... right after- well, I'll just tell you then." He leaned down and went through his robes that were lying on the ground. He pulled out his wand, still not facing Harry. "But... before I show you something... I want to tell you-"

Draco took a deep breath. Harry sat up, clenching the covers. What's wrong...?

"I was supposed to kill you." His voice was barely audible. Harry's eyes opened in shock.
"What did you say?"
"I was-"
"No! No that's not... not true..."
"It is."

Harry shut his eyes. "But... but you didn't...?"

...
"No."
"Why?"
"I-" Say it. "...I don't know." Harry saw his shoulder's droop. They're shaking... he's shaking! He peered around his shoulders and gasped.

He's crying...! Draco eyes shifted to meet his. They widened at the sight of Harry and immediately he wiped them away. He gulped, turning his head away from Harry. "I'm sorry."

Harry and him sat in silence for a while before finally Harry spoke, his voice haggard.
"You had something to show me." He saw Draco nod. Harry took a deep breath, then looked over his shoulder again.

Draco touched his wand against his forearm. A dark green ink ran a line up his arm, then slithered across, curling and dancing. Harry's eyes widened as the ink filled out, his face twisting in disbelief. Draco's head drooped, his shoulders once more shaking.

The dark mark lie on Draco's arm.

"NO!" Harry leapt off the bed. "You work for him! For Voldemort! He killed my parents and he wants to kill me. And you WORK FOR HIM!" Harry screamed, tears running down his face. "You're sick! You... you liar!" Harry paused, taking deep gulps of air. He was shaking with anger, shaking with pain.

"What am I- WHAT AM I?" He cried, muscles tightening.

Draco's shoulders were shaking hard, his head still drooping low. Harry saw the droplets of water fall to the floor. Good. Let him cry!

"WHAT AM I!"

...
"I... I'm sorry..." Draco's voice was tight and small. Harry could hear his tears through the whisper, hear his pain. Well I'm hurt worse. How dare he? He dare he!

Harry did nothing but shake his head. "Fine. FINE!" He picked up everything, pulling out his invisibility cloak. Not even bothering to change, he threw it around him, wrenching open the door and leaving.

Draco Malfoy sat on the bed, staring down at the snake on his arm. Tears rolled down his cheeks, lower lip quivering.

He fell sideways on the bed, wrapping his arms around to his back and curling his legs up to his chest.

What have I done?
Hurt the only thing that mattered.

What have I lost...?

Everything.