Classes were over and the Trio wanted to hang out in the common room, but yet again I wanted to be alone for a bit. Harry finally asked Ginny to the dance and was extremely excited. I was glad that he was happy. It had been a long time since the tragic event last year. A tear dropped on my cheek remembering Sirius.

I was wandering alone in the hallways, on the second floor. I approached Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and heard crying. Curiosity took over me and went in to see who it was. Luckily, Myrtle wasn't there. I didn't feel like putting up with her then.

As I entered the bathroom completely the sobbing got closer and I saw Draco with his face down in the sink. I made sure not to make some noise, but soon after he looked up at the mirror and noticed me standing there. I didn't know what to do, I couldn't even think how to act. It's the first time I've seen him cry.

"What are you doing here?" He pulled out his wand and sent a spell at me, but I blocked it.

He kept doing it again and again until he felt it was no use and got tired giving up. He slid down on the floor with his hands covering his face.

"Just leave and don't you dare say what you saw!" Draco whispered harshly not bothering to look up.

I pursed my lips and did something I normally wouldn't think of doing. I walked up to Malfoy and sat down next to him. I hesitated before putting my hand gently on his shoulder. I didn't know what he was going through, but everyone needs someone to talk to. I doubted that he was say anything to me, but it wouldn't hurt to try. I still had hope.

He was startled by my action and scooted away from me with disgust on his face. "You half-blood! How dare you touch me!"

"Ok, that's it! I'm trying to be nice to you and comfort you-"

"I don't want your comfort."

"Listen, I don't know what you're going through but you'll feel better if you talk to someone and-"

"And you think that someone is you?"

Then there was silence. Draco shook his head and groaned. "Why do you care?" He asked softly this time.

"What?"

"Why do you care?" He repeated loudly. "I'm your enemy, why do you care about me?"

"I...don't know." I answered looking at the floor. "I just saw you crying and felt this urge to comfort you, is that wrong?"

"Yes since I'm your enemy. I even attacked you and you're still here." He said with surprised tone.

I scooted closer to him like I was before and put my hand on his shoulder again, but this time he didn't pull back. "I'm not going to tell this to anyone. I don't see why I should."

"Because I've been crying and that's showing a weakness." He said now looking at me.

"It's ok to cry sometimes and letting things out. You'll feel better." I gave him a small smile. "Now what's on your mind?" I asked carefully doubting he would answer me.

"I can't believe we're even talking."

"Well, you tried to start a conversation the other day and I think it's my turn now."

Draco sighed and said "I...I'm scared."

"Of what?" I asked wondering what could he possibly be scared of.

"This yeas...everything's going to change. I just-" Tears started to form in his eyes.

"But change is good." I said not knowing what kind of change he was talking about.

"Not this kind of change." He looked down. I knew he was trying to hide something from me, but I couldn't help to wonder.

"Can I ask you something?" I said after a few moments. "It might be personal but-"

"Just ask."

"Are you a Death Eater?" I asked in a low voice.

Malfoy glared at me gripping his wand tightly. "And what would you do if I said yes?"

What would you do if you found out the person next to you was a Death Eater? Panic? Kill them? Attack? Run away? Especially when you're on the opposite of the war. Knowing this bit of information could change everything. I was also afraid that if Malfoy really was a Death Eater and told me he was, would he kill me on the spot? No that wouldn't be smart of him.

I stopped thinking since he was waiting impatiently for an answer. "Nothing."

"Nothing? You wouldn't run off telling Pothead about all of this?" He was surprised yet again.

"No." I simply said.

"Or kill me?"

"No."

"Or-"

"Nothing, ok? I won't do anything."

"Then why would you want to know?"

That question caught me off guard. I didn't have a reason other than curiosity. After what Harry told me, I had a feeling that he might be right but I just wanted to make sure. So I simply said "I'm curious."

Draco looked at me long and hard before opening his mouth and said the words I was afraid he would "Yes...I'm a Death Eater."

My heart started to beat faster. There was a little part in me that was hoping for a no. My expression changed from curious to stunned to frightened. Regardless, I still kept my cool and waited what would happen next.

"You're still here?" Draco asked confused.

"Why wouldn't I be?" That was stupid of me to say.

"I could hurt you or even kill you right now!"

"I know...but I have a feeling you won't." I said looking into his eyes searching if what I said was true that he wouldn't lay a finger on me.

He sighed looking away and that was enough for me to know he wasn't going to attack me. Then suddenly he pulled out his wand and pointed it at my neck lifting it up. "Don't tell anyone about what happened here or else!" Malfoy said sternly and I nodded. He lowered his wand slowly and said "Good."

"So what does this mean? Are we friends now? I don't know how these things work."

"Don't you have friends? Blaise, Pansy and those bodyguards?"

"Yes, but that's different. I was sort of forced to be friends with them not spontaneously."

"Oh." I pitied him. "I'm not sure if it's a good idea to be friends, Draco."

"You called me Draco! That's a start, Hem- Marianne." He corrected himself at the end which made me giggle.

"I guess so." I gave him a genuine smile and to my surprise he returned it. It made him look friendlier and more approachable. I had a feeling that this friendship would have problems in the future. Good things don't last long.

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