The common room seemed to be full on a Friday night. A few were doing homework and in the corner fifth year girls were gossiping and telling each other stories and of course Lavender and Parvati joined in their conversation. Whatever Lavender said the girls gasped and giggled whispering to each other.

Harry and Ron were playing wizard's chess on the couch, Ron was winning of course and Hermione seemed to be into some book. I, on the other hand, was observing my surroundings and staring at the fireplace with a blank expression. You could say I was bored and wanted to do something for a change. It wasn't past curfew yet so without my friends noticing I got up and left the Gryffindor common room.

I had one place in mind and that the Room of Requirement. I always went there when I was bored or needed to be alone in my thoughts. The room wasn't that far from the common room. A few minutes later, I came face to face with a wall, the wall that separated me from my favorite place in the castle. Closing my eyes I pictured in my head the kind of place I wanted to be in and took the right steps for it to work. Once I opened my dark brown eyes I was met with the picture that I had in my head: my bedroom at home.

It was exactly the same with the lava lamp that I loved and all those muggle things that I enjoyed. I walked up to my stereo and put some muggle music in it. I liked every genre of music, but I felt like listening to some country. I plopped down on my bed and sighed happily.

Those few moments of peace didn't last long as the door opened and I jumped with fear. The blonde haired boy that I knew and called a new friend walked in with a shocked look then his expression turned to a glare. However, this time he didn't have his wand pointed at me like he used to.

"What are you doing?" The question we always asked once we saw each other. Quite frankly it was starting to get annoying.

"I was bored and decided to come here. What's your excuse?" I asked calmly.

He didn't answer at first and seemed to be thinking of an answer. Right then I knew he was hiding something from me. "The same excuse as yours." Draco finally answered.

I didn't buy his answer but decided to let it go, I wasn't in the mood to argue. "So what is here?" He sat down on the edge of the bed then looked at me "It looks like a bedroom." He seemed to have answered his own question and glanced around. He had a confused look on his face one he noticed the muggle objects and started to ask what they were.

"That's a lamp and that's a stereo. You place these." I held up a CD and demonstrated how the stereo worked. "In here and it plays music."

For a moment I saw fascination and astonishment it his eyes then it died down. "Muggle things are confusing." He exclaimed and I giggled.

"Only for you. It's actually easy. Their inventions and technology are amazing too. They're smart you know some even smarted than wizards." I stated and he scoffed.

"Right." He said sarcastically and turned his gaze to me. It was then that I had noticed his face. It was getting even more paler and his eyes were tired from which seemed sleepless nights. Something was troubling him and it wasn't good for his health.

"How are you feeling, Draco?" I asked him softly scooting over close to him and gently placed my hand on his shoulder.

Draco glanced at my hand for a second then looked away. He seemed to have been staring off into space, probably in his own world before I lightly shook him and made him answer me. "Worse."

"I can help you, Draco. Just tell me what's going on?"

"You can't help, no one can."

"I can try-" He cut me off.

"Didn't you hear me clearly? I said NO one can help me. I have to do this or else..." He whispered the last part to himself and I sighed knowing I could get nothing out of him.

"Are you going to attend the ball tomorrow?" I asked after a few moments of silence.

Draco shook his head. "You should you know? Cheer up a bit, I'm sure Parkinson would like you to escort her."

He tensed at the mention of her name and bit my lip trying not to laugh. "And I'm sure Scar-head would like to escort you." Now it was his turn and rolled my eyes.

"First of don't call him that." However, I knew that he would never stop calling Harry names. "Second, he's going with Ginny and I don't fancy him nor does he fancy me."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." He was back to his self again with the smirk plastered on his face. His signature smirk.

I rolled my eyes not wanting to respond to that. "And third, I'm going tomorrow unlike you and going to have fun even without a date. I've got my friends." I carried on with a smile.

"Your friends have dates, you wouldn't want to be a third wheel now would you?"

"Not all my friends." I smiled mischievously and his eyes widened.

"I'm not going save your breath!" He said shrugging his shoulder and letting my hand fall off of it.

"Oh come on! It's a costume party! No one will know who you are. You could drink a polyjuice potion so that no one would know about us. It's that simple, Draco. Just say yes." I gave him a pleading look that seemed to work with almost everyone. He would give in eventually if I kept nagging him and he knew it.

"Oh fine, I'll go." He said giving up like I had hoped.

I grinned and hugged him. He wasn't expecting it so he didn't hug me back and I pulled away quickly. "Sorry." I apologized blushing lightly. "I tend to hug people when I'm happy or excited."

"I noticed."

"So now all we need to do is to find a random bloke, kidnap him, lock him up in the broom closet, take a piece of hair and drop it in the potion. I already have just the right amount of it made in my dorm." I explained excitedly.

"You're saying it like it's easy."

"It is, my dear friend." I smirked and we engaged into another conversation before it was time for both of us to part and head to our common rooms.