Hey guys, I had a couple of reviews lately and just wanted to say thank you! XD

By the way, my story has been added to the community Horrible Stories. I am a little offended, but I can assure you that the girl who put it there just didn't like my style of writing. This has been disclaimed in my profile and I intend to finish this, even if you don't read it.

Anyways, enjoy. x

Draco

I walked a few meters behind the Gryffindor trio as they headed for the Room of Requirement after dinner. All four of us had been tasked by McGonnagall to find the supposed vanishing cabinet and start tidying the Room when we had time. I gazed at the curly, brown hair of Hermione. Since first year, she had managed to find a way to tame it into shiny curls. It suited her in the best way possible, bouncing slightly when as she strode along. I smiled a bit. She was mine and I planned to keep it that way. I had been extremely relieved when Potter decided to accept what was and get on with life. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all, I thought absently and followed them through a door I had never seen before. I was roused from my mindless thinking when I realized the we were there, in the Room of Requirement. As I gazed around, my heart sank. There were stacks of junk everywhere, piled high to the ceiling. It would take years to clear the room out, if we could at all.

"This isn't going to work." I told them.

The Weasel snorted. "If the cabinet is even in here, we can just clear the area around it."

Potter turned to me. "We thought this through. Maybe we should split up. We'd find it faster that way. It's tall, black and it has silver door handles."

We all nodded and went in different directions. I took the middle path and started scanning the mountains of rubbish for a black cabinet. I found a Fanged Frisbee, several Weasley Wizarding Wheezes products and a box of No-Heat, Wet-Start Filibusters Fireworks. No sign of the cabinet though. I rounded the last corner, having given up hope and nearly speared my eyeball on a long silver handle. I backed away quickly, not wanting to fall forwards accidentally, and found myself face-to-face with what could only be the second vanishing cabinet.

"I got it!" I yelled, hoping the room wasn't too big that they wouldn't hear me.

"Where are you?" I heard Potter's voice float through the corridors of discarded things.

"I don't know!" I yelled back.

I racked my brain to think of something I could do to let them know. Glimpsing a twisted ornamental tree, I remembered my wand. I pulled it out. I bellowed to look out for sparks and shot a bright cluster of green towards the ceiling. Moments later, Potter appeared on a broomstick.

"Yep, that's the one." he confirmed, surveying my discovery.

Hermione followed soon after, striding quickly through the towering mess. Last to arrive was Weasel. His hair was green and his ears, once again, were bright red. Hermione stifled a chuckle.

"What happened to you?" I asked, also trying not to snigger.

He glared at me.

"I opened a small box and a cloud of smoke came out of it. You can see what it did." He turned to Hermione. "Can you turn it back?" he whined.

She was nearly crying with the effort of keeping a straight face, while Potter was openly doubled over.

"I don't know Ron... It kind of suits you."

That was it for me. I howled with laughter along with Potter, unable to stop myself. Tears were streaming down my face and for once, I was enjoying the moment. It was a strange concept, me laughing with Potter like we were old friends. It was a good change, it felt warm and welcoming.

"Hermione!" The Weasel wailed.

Giggling uncontrollably, she waved her wand unsteadily and his hair faded to its normal colour. It took a few minutes for all of us to calm down and get back to business.

"So how do you make sure it works?" Potter asked.

"Well normally, you'd have someone stand at the other end and send an object to them. If they received it, then they would alter the object in a set way and send it back. But in this case, we don't have a person at the other end, so I think we'll have to send someone through." Hermione reeled off.

I volunteered immediately. Potter disagreed and then said he wanted to go. The Weasel brushed off both our opinions and said he should go. We argued, each giving perfectly valid reasons.

"I'm the one who is supposedly the 'Chosen One'"

"I need to start repaying for the sins my family has committed."

"No one would miss me if anything went wrong."

"That's not true, your mum would kill me."

"So I should go, because no one would get hurt if I was gone."

A shrill whistle broke us away from our debate. It was Hermione.

"Guys, it works."

We stared at her.

"How do you know?" Ron said.

She sighed, a little dramatically.

"While you were fighting over who was going to go through, I climbed in and tested it."

"What!?" we yelled in unison.

I almost ran over and pulled her into a tight embrace.

"Are you okay?" I demanded.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm fine. I closed the doors and then I suddenly couldn't hear you. I peeped out and I saw some really weird stuff. There was a gnarled hand and this green locket, right next to each other."

"Yep, that's the place. The plaque under the locket is in runes, so I couldn't read it." Harry told us.

I started slightly. When had I begun thinking of them by their first names? I wasn't sure. The warm feeling inside still lingered, dimmed by the argument, but also fortified by the fact that I had been resisted by them. They hadn't just laid down and let me walk all over them, like all the Slytherins did. It was refreshing.

"Okay then, let's start clearing everything away then." Ron suggested.

We all pulled our wands out and began blasting all the junk away from the cabinet and the area around it. Several Cornish Pixies attacked us as we shifted their nest, a large, moth-eaten roll of carpet. I had to deflect a heavy tome that was heading straight for Ron's head. He inclined his head in thanks and continued in silence.

"I think we're done." Harry panted, about two hours later.

We had cleared a huge space around the cabinet, large enough to contain a third of the schools population. I huffed, exhausted. I wanted nothing more than to kiss Hermione goodnight and fall asleep in my four-poster bed in Slytherin dorms. We all headed for the door, dragging our feet.

"You two go ahead, I need to talk to Draco." Harry waved off Ron and Hermiones strange looks.

"Okay, we'll meet you in the Common Room Harry" Hermione said uncertainly.

She walked over to me and gave me a quick peck on lips before following Ron out the door. I glanced nervously at Harry, unsure of what he intended to do. He grinned.

"Relax, I only want to talk."

I must have visibly slumped, because he chuckled and shook his head.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" I asked, still a bit apprehensive.

"Hear me out. I seen from today," he began, "that you aren't the arrogant brat I thought you were. Before, you wouldn't have saved Ron from that massive book. Today, you did. I'm not sure, but in my opinion, Hermione has changed you into a better person. A person that I could be friends with." He shuffled his feet. "Only if you want to be friends that is."

I was shocked. After all I had done to Harry Potter and his friends over the years, tortured and laughed at them. Yet there was the leader of the three, suggesting a friendship between long-time enemies.

"Are you sure?" My voice trembled slightly. "After all I've done to you? I called Hermione the m word! I don't care about blood status anymore, but why would you want to be my friend after five years of hatred?"

"You've changed." He said simply. "I want to get to know the new Draco Malfoy. But if you hurt Hermione, I will hunt you to the ends of the Earth."

I smiled tentatively. "Thanks, Harry."

I held out my hand and he took it. Then he pulled me into a tight hug. Never having had to hug a guy before, I was hesitant in how to respond. I patted him awkwardly on the back. It only lasted a few seconds, but the hug left me with the same warm feeling that laughing did. I grinned and he beamed back.

So that was what it was like to have true friends.

Really long chapter there guys! But I can't guarantee they will all be this long. I had a day off today, so I thought I would update :)