"It's freezing in here."

It was always the first thing to come out of my mouth every time I step a foot in his room and this time is no different. I never never fully understood the reason he prefers his room to be like ice, I mean sure the dungeons are freezing but we can always use charms to keep them warm but Draco's room was always something else entirely.

One of my own hoodies was threw to me with no warning but that again was no surprise it was routine by now. Ever since we were kids I have always seemed to leave some of my hoodies and sweatshirts at in his room for this exact reason whether it be at his house or his dorm room. I was always certain to make sure I had something there just in case it slipped my mind and I forgot.

Launching myself on to his couch I sprawl out and try to make myself comfortable again, My eyes are already closed but I would wager money on the fact he was looking at me distastefully. I hear him walk over to his desk but instead of sitting down he walk right back the way he came. Great! Draco Malfoy was pacing this means I wouldn't be getting rest any time soon.

"So what did our lovely friend do to put you in such a tizzy?" I ask as camply yet sarcastically as possible.

To tell you the truth my mind was already whirling again thinking of every likely scenario that Draco's fiancee, Yeah you read that right, fiancee could have done to leave the unflappable Malfoy in such a state.

Maybe she was caught cheating? I almost instantaneously dismissed that idea. While there upcoming marriage was only an arranged one for political reasons, basically to secure each others family the girl was besotted with him.

Then again he was pretty sure his friend was still sleeping with her despite the fact he found her annoying and generally couldn't stand the sight of her. Perhaps she hasn't been taking her potion and had announced to Draco that she was pregnant.

"She attempted to hex Granger!"

I sat bolt upright, a look of irritation on my face but obviously he wasn't paying any attention to me at all as he was still pacing and mumbling saying " Obviously it didn't hit her or anything serious but how dare she?" He sounded outraged.

"Is that it?" I ask rhetorically whilst standing up and heading for the door. I hear the door lock shut and I turn around and arch my eyebrow at the glaring guy standing opposite me.

"What do you mean is that it? Isn't that bad enough? He asked sounding more and more outraged than he did previously.

" That's nothing you haven't done to her in the past in fact I know you have sent a lot more dangerous ones straight her way that have actually hit her." I'm sure the exasperation was clear in my tone but I also knew that he was going to ignore it, so instead of asking him to unlock the door I decided to mess with his head a little instead just so that he couldn't ignore me and I would get a reaction. "Anyway shes only a Gryffindor and a mud blood at that."

I Anticipated and easily defended the fierce onslaught of hexes and curses flaying towards me at an alarming speed. He was definitely getting stronger than what he used to be but nothing that I couldn't handle. Internally I thought about how shocked his next opponent would be, everyone knew Draco was much more the academic type and not so much the physical. It was known by everyone that he generally used others for anything remotely physical which gives the impression that he can't stand on his own and fight one to one.

Soon he gave up and must have recognized what I had done and the reaction he had provided for me. " You are an awful friend". You could actually envision the pout on his face through his words. Now here was the real Draco, the one I could sit and talk to. The slightly vulnerable side he was adamant that no one could ever see.

"I wish you wouldn't call her that."

"I wish you wouldn't." I simply reply.

"That's different." There's no fight or challenge in his voice.

"Yes, it is different you actually mean it and judge people by something they have absolutely zero control over."

"I don't mean it when I call her it." He answers somewhat honestly.

"The same way you don't mean to send her to the hospital wing when you hurt her? I don't even bother to wait for a reply because we both know I wasn't expecting one, I was just pointing out what a dick he is. "The point is you do mean it when you call out other muggleborns."

His eyes get defensive and flash silver.

"Anyway whats this I heard about you tormenting a second year?" He asks with humour in his voice.

Changing the subject and not even trying to be subtle, I guess Draco is gone the Slytherin prince is back. The sooner he realizes he doesn't have to live by the old way and be like his parents the sooner he will be happier. I just hope he works that out before it's too late.