NICE GUYS 10

WE'RE ON THE 10TH CHAPTER. HIGH FIVE IF YOU MADE IT THIS FAR!

The halls were dark and quiet. All the ghosts weren't out, and I was alone. I pulled my jacket tighter around me and slipped my hands in my pockets. I looked right and left at each intersection and avoided anyone that was out of bed. Most of them were Slytherin, and some couples were giggling and making out on benches.

I turned around the corner and saw a familiar hair color very close to another head. There was no way they could be that close without smashing into each other's faces. The almost white hair stood up the brunette and pushed her against the wall, pushing up her shirt. I recognized the brunette as a third year Hufflepuff. I took my hands out of my pockets and cupped them around my mouth and yelled.

"Oi, Draco, get off that innocent girl!" He spun around and let go of the girl. She ran to me almost screaming. I hugged her and whispered for her to wait.

"Draco, what are you trying to do, rape her?" I whispered so the whole school wouldn't hear.

"What's it to you, Potter. Why should you care about what I do?" He yelled right back at me. The Hufflepuff's tears fell silently and I hid her behind me.

"Malfoy, I'm not about to let you go around and do this to little girls. What's wrong with you?"

Draco said nothing and walked back to the Slytherin corridors. I looked down at the Hufflepuff girl who was sniffling. I led her up to the Hufflepuff common room. She thanked me profusely and went inside. Once she was inside and the painting was closed, I nodded and turned around to see the familiar face of Draco. Again. As if I wanted to see him again.

"Potter, meet me at the Astronomy Tower during breakfast." He looked straight into my eyes and never blinked.

"Why would I do that?" I rolled my eyes and put my hands on my hip.

"Just…please. It would mean the world to me." He smiled a little and walked away, back down towards the Slytherin Common room. I walked up to the Gryffindor Common rooms and kept twisting my hands together and pulling on my fingers. I've always done this when I was nervous or thinking. I've done this a lot in my life, and only Harry knows why.

I was born with Dyslexia. I can't read right. Most of the time, when I look at a sentence, it takes me a while to figure out where the letters go. Having this makes reading spells and saying them again so much harder. I never want anyone to know this, and it scares me every day knowing that someone might find out that one of the famous Potter twins has a muggle disease. I would be so famous anymore, now would I?

-MORNING-

"Abby! Get up, it's Friday, you can sleep tomorrow!" Hermione yelled. She's my personal alarm clock. I never wake up in time on my own. During the summer, Harry was my alarm clock, but he gets a break during school.

The wave of what was supposed to happen washed over me.

"I'd rather stay in bed. Say that I'm sick." I heard the rustling of bed covers and the sudden coldness. I felt hands on my leg and an arm and suddenly there was no bed under me, only the cold wood floor. I yelped and jumped up. I glared and Hermione and went to go take a shower and get ready for classes.

-No one likes reading how characters get ready…do they?—

I walked down the stairs with Hermione and to the Great Hall. We walked over to the Gryffindor table and I glanced over to the Slytherin table. Draco was gone. I quickly murmured that I had to go and grabbed a biscuit. I walked out of the Great Hall and up the stairwell to the top. I pulled my robe around me to block away some of the wind. I saw Draco facing away from me and leaning on the rail.

"Hey, Malfoy, what do you want?" I slipped my hand in my pocket and felt the tiny vial of Veritaserum I stole from Snape's potions closet after I woke up last night. Draco handed me a glass of water and had one for him.

"I thought I needed to explain something." He sat down and put his drink down. I sat across from him and when he looked back over the rail, I poured some of the potion into his drink. I slipped the bottle back into my pocket and he turned back. He didn't take a drink.

"With that Hufflepuff last night…I don't know what I was doing. I'm…so sorry you had to see that." He looked over the rail again. I got frustrated and looked over too. I took a drink of my water and felt a weird sensation. My brain shut down and I stared at Draco dumbfounded.

"What's your deepest, darkest secret, Abby? I want to know, I'll be here for you." He sounded sincere.

"I'm dyslexic." I instantly said, and I couldn't hold back my tongue. Draco looked shocked, and I felt tears about to spill. My worst enemy, well I think he's my worst enemy, knows about my disorder.

I felt my eyes sting and I began to cry. I stood up from the ground and ran down the stairs trying not to trip.

-DRACO POV :D—

I've been acting strangely lately, even I know that. I don't know why. The words are in my brain but the words that come out my mouth are completely different. And Abby…well…Abby is just beautiful. I always thought she was, but I don't want people to think I'm soft. I have a reputation to uphold.

Potter on the other hand, I absolutely despise him. With Abby always with him and his crew, I can't bond with her. This morning, Abby will meet me at the Astronomy Tower to talk. I need to explain myself, and hopefully tell her how I feel…I hope. My life is such a jumbled mess; I'm not sure what to do anymore. We'll see how it goes.

HI! HI HI! HOW HAVE YOU BEEN? I've put out a songfic, if you could check it out that would be cool. There are no reviews yet, but I like it.

I'm so sorry for not updating, but here it is…and really short…happy late Thanksgiving and I will be getting out more chapters heading towards Christmas.

-Sunni