"Come on Draco, we're going to be late!" Blaise yelled through the door. Draco sighed, got his bag and walked with Blaise to Transfiguration. 3 days of misery had past since he found out about Harry's glamours. He had wallowed in guilt ever since and couldn't, wouldn't forgive himself for the extra problems he had caused for the raven haired teen.

"What's wrong with you?" Blaise asked a morose looking Draco.

"Nothing. I just had a rather unpleasant realisation," he sighed.

"What kind of realisation?" Blaise asked curiously, earning him a glare.

"Something about Harry then," Blaise stated and dropped the issue. Draco was very grateful for they and they sat down in their seats. Not even 10 minutes since the start of class, the door opened and the Headmaster stepped inside.

"Mr Malfoy, could I speak to you for a moment?" Dumbledore asked and Draco followed him. As soon as they rounded the corner, a pair of shocked, green eyes were staring back at him.

"Malfoy?!" Harry said incredulously.

"Harry. Nice to see you," Draco said calmly, causing Harry to be shocked even more.

"Harry, you'll be going with Mr Malfoy to his room. I'm sure he'll explain everything. Good day!" Dumbledore said and went back to his office, leaving the 2 enemies together.

"Let's go," Draco said and started walking. When he noticed Harry wasn't following him, he stopped and walked back.

"Harry, are you coming?" Draco asked. Harry looked at him.

"I don't trust you, why should I go with you?" Harry asked sceptically. Draco sighed.

"You're right, but I won't do anything, I promise. I just want to explain why this is happening, " Draco tried but it wasn't quite working. Harry was still not going with him. The blonde then took out his wand and gave it to Harry.

"Take that. Can we go now?" Draco said, being a little frustrated. Harry still looked sceptical but took the wand and followed him. When they got to the room, Draco put his things away and got 2 butterbeers. Harry eyed it warily when he was given one.

"Oh for goodness sake! It's not poisoned!" Draco exclaimed. Harry took a careful sip.

"So, what's going on?" Harry asked. Draco looked at him for a while.

"How old are you?" Draco started.

"Eleven, why?" Harry asked, still not getting the fact that Draco was much taller then him. Taller then eleven year old Draco had ever been.

"I'm 17. Which means you're in the future," Draco said.

"Or you're in the past," Harry pointed out.

"No I'm not, I'm 100 sure of that. You see, 17 year old you is in a coma. The thing is that past-Harry's are now appearing on my doorstep. You are the 4th actually. I don't mind since I was the one who put you in a coma in the first place," Draco explained. Harry groaned.

"We are still fighting?! It's not even been a year but I'm already sick of it. Anyway, not a big surprise then that you are the one to put me in a coma," Harry said, glaring at Draco.

"I know. I really am sorry for giving you hell all those years. You were already having a hard time and I made it worse," Draco apologized. Harry could see he was sincere and wondered what it was that had the blonde realize his mistakes. Then he thought of something and went pale.

"You said I'd been here before…at what age?" he asked nervously.

"At age 4, 7 and 9. and now 11," Draco summed and watched as Harry got even more pale.

"Are you alright? Maybe you should sit down." Draco carefully pushed Harry to sit on the couch.

"4, 7 and 9…aunt Petunia's beating, Dudley and his gang at 7 and…and…," Harry trailed of in shock.

"And the rape at 9. I know all about it Harry. I had to see it too. It made me realize you are not the person who I thought you were." Draco said sincerely.

"How do you know all of this?" Harry asked shakily.

"Because every time a new Harry arrives, a new memory in a Pensieve follows him as well. I saw everything."

"Oh God!" Harry groaned and didn't look at Draco. The blond caught up on it and sat down next to him.

"I never told anyone what was shown to me. Not even Ron and Hermione," Harry head shot up.

"You called them by their names!" he sad shocked. Draco smiled.

"We decided that fighting wasn't getting us anywhere, so we simply stopped. We're not the best of friends but we don't fight anymore. You made it all possible you know. You are kind of special." Draco laughed at Harry's horrified expression.

"I'm glad that you made up but I'm not special!" Harry protested. Draco smiled.

"Well, you are now. I know you don't like it but at least you're good at dealing with it. Listen, tomorrow is a Hogsmeade weekend. What do you say we have a bit of fun there?" Draco suggested. Harry looked confused.

"Hogsmeade? What's that?" he asked.

"It's a little town, the only one that's all magical, no Muggles. There are nice shops like Zonko's. I think you'll like it there," Draco explained patiently.

"Okay, sounds nice," Harry smiled.

"Good, now I don't know what to do so, wanna play a game or something?" Draco asked.

"Sure, what do you have?" Draco showed him some games, both Muggle and Wizarding games. Harry picked Monopoly and spend the next half hour explaining the game to Draco. They played for hours and finally called it quits, 3 hours later. They had just cleaned away the game when there was a knock on the door.

"Draco, where did you go?" Pansy asked worriedly, while pushing Draco aside to let the rest of the quartet in. Draco smiled at the expressions of the four when they saw Harry.

"Harry! Hi," Hermione said when she came to her senses. Harry smiled shyly.

"Hi Hermione," he said and was ambushed immediately by both her and Ron, hugging the life out of him. Blaise and Pansy pulled them off of him.

"Gods! Give the guy a brake will ya!" Blaise smirked.

"So that's why you were called away, another Harry," Pansy said. Draco nodded.

"Draco explained it all. It was kind of a shock to find out that you all made up but I'm glad. I'm already tired of fighting and it's just my first year here…uhm…there…you know what I mean!" Harry said and they all laughed.

The quartet left again and Draco and Harry were getting ready for bed. They had a bit of a fight about were they would sleep but eventually Draco ended up on the couch and Harry in the bed. (Draco's idea) The next day they got up early and had Dobby bringing them breakfast.

"How are we going to get there?" Harry asked as they put on their cloaks. (Draco had Transfigured one of his to fit Harry.)

"It's not that far so we'll walk. Are you ready?" Draco asked. Harry nodded and they made their way to Hogsmeade. Their first stop was at Honeydukes. Harry's eyes almost popped out of their sockets at the sight of that much candy. Draco bought them a big bag of Chocoballs, which they ate on their journey through Hogsmeade.

Zonko's Joke Shop was next and they spend the next half hour laughing their heads off at some poor guy who couldn't stop hiccupping after stealing some sweets that turned out to be Hiccup Sweets. (of course)

They had lunch at The Tree Broomsticks and chatted about what they had seen so far. Harry had heard something about a scary shack that was supposed to be haunted, that he wanted to see. Draco said they would save that for last and went to Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop after lunch because Draco needed new quills and parchment.

As promised, they went to the Shrieking Shack. Draco was a little frightened and thought back at third year when Harry's head was suddenly floating in the air. He still didn't know how that happened but this place was giving him the creeps. Harry didn't seem bothered, he loved the place.

"It looks peaceful actually, not scary. I bet that I could sit here all day, not doing a thing, just thinking," he told Draco dreamily. Draco had smiled but was glad when Harry said he wanted to go home.

When they finally made it back, just before dinner, Harry was very tired and decided to lie down for a bit after a quick dinner. Draco took out the Pensieve, wanting to know what the new memory could be. When he fell inside the tiny bowl, he could only see black.