AN - Even though I've decided to actually make this into more of a fanfiction, every line and song in this is strictly from the script from the "Potterwatch: A Harry Potter Musical". I'm just putting more of a narrative take on it, so you can imagine what is going on more that just line for line like an actual script. Anyway, enjoy!

It was finally time for the students of Hogwarts to return home for a short break. Everyone was pleased to be going home for a while, and some hated being away from their beloved school. That didn't include Draco Malfoy, who took pleasure in the fact that his parents were always overjoyed at having him home for the holidays.

Granted, Draco knew he didn't have many friends, yet he wasn't sure why Crabbe N' Goyle insisted he invite her as well to stay with him during the vacation. She had always remained at his side at school, always answering to his beck and call, (at least that's the way Draco puts it). But he would never intentionally argue with her, seeing as how she was the only person who was willing to be around him. You could call Crabbe N' Goyle possessive. She was never quite fond of it when Draco tried to flirt with Pansy Parkinson. Nor did she enjoy it whenever he constantly harassed Harry Potter. Draco thought it better not to question how her mind worked.

As the pair hung out in his bedroom, Crabbe N' Goyle couldn't stop staring as the young Slytherin tired on his new attire. "Ah! A school break at last!", exclaimed Draco, admiring himself in the mirror. "So, what of the Love Cabinet? It means nothing to me! And Harry Potter is my sworn enemy, right?", he asked glancing at the annoyed girl, sitting on his bed.

"Right", she said, half-heartedly.

Draco smiled and went back to gazing at himself. "You know Goyle, does this cape make me look, mysterious?"

"Um, what Draco?", she asked.

"You shall call me by my proper name! Grand Lord Malfoy!", he yelled, facing her once more.

She couldn't help but smirk, loving the way he was trying to be tough. "Okay, Grand Lord Malfoy."

"Why can't they see the evil in me?", asked Draco, as he thought about the people in his life. "I mean, I kicked a mudblood yesterday, and insulted Granger's hair. Now they'll see, the legend's back! The badass Malfoy is back on track! Coming on the scene, ready to attack!", he said, his thoughts drifting away. "Just to get one look, one glance from Harr-, no!" The single thought of a certain someone had gone. "I must remain scheming, trying to fulfill the Dark Lord's plan."

"Yeah", said Crabbe N' Goyle, growing bored.

"Anyhow, like my new robes? I'm the sexiest beast in all of Hogwarts! Except..." Draco looked at his friend, knowing he could confide anything in her. He suddenly pulled out a ukulele from his robes and began to play.

Crabbe N' Goyle stared, confused. "Um, where did you?"

He ignored her as he continued to play, and started to sing.

"Harry, can't you see,
You should be in love with me,
Cause I've been around, and you don't notice me,
And I've been around, this part of town,
And you don't even notice me,

Your friends might be mudbloods,
But I must be one too,
Cause I can't stop thinking about you,

Cause I've been around, and you don't notice me,
And I've been around, this part of town,
And you don't even notice me,

You look so sexy, with your crumpled black hair,
The scar on your forehead and your big green eyes make me smile,

Frankly your Quidditch skills aren't that great,
But I still want to take you on a date,

Cause I've been around, and you don't notice me,
You're always late for your photo shoot,

You're a bloody Gryffindor, and I'm a Slytherin,

And I've been around this part of town,
And you don't even notice me,
Cause I've been around and you don't notice me."

As he concluded the song, he burst into tears, finally letting his feelings show. For the first time in a long time, Draco felt relief to actually say what he was feeling, rather than just thinking it. Even if it wasn't directly at Harry, it was still nice to explain it to someone who would listen. "Damn it Potter! Why? Look what you're doing to me! I HATE YOU! Bloody, sexy, Gryffindor!", he yelled, before clutching the instrument as tight as he could and crumpled onto the floor, into a tight ball, sobbing.

Crabbe N' Goyle rolled her eyes at her best friend, as she bent over to get him back on his feet. Secretly she knew he had feelings for Harry. But it was at this moment she secretly wished those feelings were meant for her. Instead, she didn't want him to feel worse, and put on her cold, unfriendly expression. "Come on, Draco, we have evil business to attend to."

He reluctantly put the instrument away, following her to his father's study, where his Aunt Bellatrix and the other Death Eaters were busy plotting. "Brilliant work, Draco, repairing those Vanishing Cabinets!", exclaimed Bellatrix.

"Yes, of course. That's what I meant to do, obviously. I'm under oath", said Draco, suddenly feeling uneasy.

"Right", continued Bellatrix. "Now, the Dark Lord is preparing himself. But first, you must fulfill his task, Draco. You must kill Dumbledore!", she smiled wickedly. She turned to face the Death Eaters. "Come, we must take our chance! Let's take siege upon the castle!"

As she led the followers towards the vanishing cabinet, Draco made to follow, but found himself frozen in place. He wasn't sure if he would be able to do it. Almost sensing it, Crabbe N' Goyle came up beside him, grabbed his hand, and gave him a reassuring smile. He looked at her, nodded and without another minute to spare, he led her by the hand into the cabinet that would transport them to Hogwarts.

AN - Be sure to review, and let me know if you ship Draco and Harry? Or in this case, are you a Draco and Crabbe N' Goyle shipper? :)