Sorry! I know you are mad because I haven't updated in the LONGEST time, but my internet broke. I was gonna update this morning, but I had to wait for my dad to get home to fix it (thank you daddy!).

Anyways, enjoy!

Draco's POV

"And then, the bitch had the nerve to spit in my face!" Pansy shrieked in my ear.

I made a show of wincing and rubbing the 'injured' ear. She glared at me and gripped my arm tighter. I groaned internally. Why did she have to be so clingy?

""You're cutting off the circulation Parkinson" I drawled, pleased that I hadn't shouted at her.

It was getting harder and harder to tolerate her, especially when I was interested in someone else. Pansy was literally everywhere, she even tried to come up to the boy's dormitories with me once. She ended up in the coldest part of the Black Lake while I laughed coldly above. Our staircases were clever enough to know the difference between a guy and a girl. So I had stayed dry while Pansy panicked about the Giant Squid. I told her that it was a harmless creature and to grow up.

Unfortunately, it was not as easy as it used to be to remain cold and distant. Since I got to know Hermione, really got to know her, my icy heart had warmed. I didn't know how, and I didn't know why, but I didn't care.

I shook the slutty woman off my arm, smirked at Blaise, and strode to the boys dormitories. Flopping down on my bed, I mussed up my already messy hair (not unlike James Potter, but Draco's hair is manageable).

A swooshing noise woke me from a lazy doze. I sat up groggily to find a gleaming silver ferret stood in front of me.

"Seriously? A ferret?" I rubbed my face, suddenly apprehensive about what the message was.

"Draco," I snorted. Of course it was Hermione's patronus. "I need you to come to the Potter's old house in Godric's Hollow. Don't ask why and don't tell anyone. And don't be alarmed when you see who is there, I will explain. Go to the edge of the school grounds and apparate, an auror will meet you there."

Confused, I grabbed my travelling cloak and fastened it around my shoulders.

"So, Granger huh?"

My head whipped up at the voice of my best friend. Blaise smirked.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, if that's what you're twitchy about." He stepped forewards. "In any case, I approve."

I raised an eyebrow in disbelief. Blaise Zabini was the most pureblood wizard I knew, and he was praising my relationship with Hermione.

"Look," I started.

"I don't care" he cut me off. "She is a nice person and she makes you a lot happier than you've ever been. Even Pansy knows something's up. So go."

He grinned and left.

"By the way, there is a secret passage inside Tarmen the Torpid that leads right out of the school and up into the mountains" he called over his shoulder. "Gets you out in ten minutes, don't know how. The password is Confortare et Honorem."

I thanked him and followed him out. I nodded a greeting to Nott in the corner and left the dungeons quickly, eager to discover what lay in wait for me in Godric's Hollow. Me not being Luck's favorite person, Pansy was lingering outside to ambush me, a bit drunk.

Impatient with her obvious advances, I grasped her wrists and swung her into the common room, slamming the wall closed behind her. I huffed and stalked off to the statue of Tarmen the Torpid and slipped into the passage. Ironic, I thought ,that a statue of a man who was cowardly and useless would have a password which meant bravery and honour.

Ten minutes later, I was halfway up a mountain looking down on Hogsmeade. Imagining the place where I had visited one summer, I apparated.

I stood there, shivering in the cold for a while, then a burly man tapped me on the shoulder. I started, having not realised that he was there, and followed him when he beckoned.

"Do you have a wand?" he grunted.

"Yes" I replied, nervously.

I was wondering whether he was going to take it away, but he just grunted again and trudged on. Finally, we came to a nice cottage style house and the burly man turned to me.

"They're waiting for you inside." He gestured to the door."

Suspicious, I walked up the path to the door. I trusted Hermione, but I didn't know what was going on. I didn't like it, I was starting to panic. Pushing the door open, I called out.

"Hello?"

"Ah, Mr Malfoy" The crisp voice of MgGonagall floated through the door on the right. "Come in here, please."

I stepped through the doorway and saw something I had never believed possible.

He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was sat on an armchair near the fire, opposite Potter. The couch was filled with the Weasel, Hermione, McGonagall, my cousin, Mad-Eye Moody and a large coloured man.

The absurdity of this situation hit me like a wave. My master was sat in the same room as St. Potter and his cronies, but he wasn't trying to kill him. I wasn't sure what to do. Go to the Dark Lord, go to Hermione, or stay where I was. My grey eyes flitted around the room as I hyperventilated.

Everything went black.

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