Hey this is the one shot to my story 'What's up with that!'. It's just to help explain that story. it's an old one-shot reposted : ) Please let me know what you think of this story and read my other story as well it would mean a lot, thank you, much love : )

Released

Draco felt like his body had been released from the binding spell that had taken hold of him for the past eleven years.

His father had him under a spell similar to the Imperious (he wasn't sure of the name of it). It bound his body and his actions, but not his mind. In his head he was fighting against everything he did, if it was as little as being rude to a teacher to calling someone a mudblood. His mind disagreed. But now he felt free. His father's wand had been broken, he knew it. He knew because during the final battle, he felt himself regain control of his actions but felt the restrictions creeping back slowly but surely However in that small gap of time he saved someone's life. Fred Weasley. Antonio Dolohov was going to shot the killing curse at Fred's back, if Draco hadn't of pushed Fred out of the way and fired a 'stupefy' throwing him back against a pillar his head colliding with it, a snap could be heard. Before Draco could even ponder on what he had done or Fred and George could thank him for what he did, Draco felt the restriction of his mind closing over him he ran into an empty room and cried. He cried because he had been in pain for the past 11 years, torturing people who didn't deserve to be tortured. Insulting people who had no need to be insulted. And he knew that now he was going to do things in this battle that he would regret forever. He sat there until a brainwave struck. He ran to the doors walls and windows, locking and securing them with impenetrable spells he had learnt to protect his room at the manor at night so they weren't attacked. He knew they would work he knew that his father wouldn't be able to control how to open them because it had been Draco himself who had found them and he was the only one who knew how to take them down. So under his father's control his father wouldn't be able to take them down. He would be trapped in this room until his father's wand was snapped, his father died or he died.

His father's wand was snapped Six days later.

Heads turned as Draco walked into the Great hall. His appearance had changed into that of a normal teenager (Hogwarts had allowed students to wear casual cloths for a while, while everything settled again) No out of his father's reign he didn't wear his hair in a combed over fashion it hung loosely around his eyes and ears, curling at the end slightly. He had a pair of muggle board shorts on, with a polo shirt and a zip up hoodie. People gasped, they had never seen or even imagined that they would see Draco Malfoy strolling into the Great Hall as casually as he did and in such muggle attire. He was sat down for ten minutes before he couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't stand the whispers. He couldn't stand the looks and the stares.

Blaise was the only one he had told. Blaise was relieved, he had never participated in the torture that the other Slytherins spread. He lived quite a lonely laugh as he never liked to join in with any Slytherin activities except Quidditch. He spent a lot of his time alone in his room reading, Draco had always called him the male Hermione. Blaise didn't care. They had been friends since they were in nappies, and Blaise had always seen the change in Draco, and he was ecstatic when Draco told him. Blaise throw himself at Draco, thankful that he finally got his best friend back. Draco clung to him in a very un-manly way, but they didn't care they hadn't properly spoken in eleven years. They found out some quite strange things about each other. Blaise had been in love with Luna Lovegood for at least three years. Draco (against his iconic trait) wasn't a ladies man, he wanted to find one girl to love and be stable with her for the rest of his life, he wouldn't tell Blaise the girls name but he told him there was someone but he had no chance. Blaise didn't understand as he was a very forgiving soul, and believed everyone had the ability to forgive ad possible forget. Draco explained the awful things he said and things he had done to her, she wouldn't be able to forgive him and he didn't expect her to. Blaise had also told him that he hated his life, and his family. His mother had married man after man, and each new man thought he was going to be the man to stick but he never was. His mother would be elated when she found a new man, then Blaise had to put up with a new man trying to push his way into Blaise's fathers place only to be thrown out after a few months. Then he would have to deal with his mum's tears and wailing why had nothing worked, feeling sorry for herself, what was wrong with her, blah blah blah. Blaise had to lie to his mothers face about how it was all his fault, and no she hadn't rushed into it. She would find someone. Blaise told Draco that he now found it hard to trust people, he found it hard to believe that he would ever be happy, and that someone would ever be happy with him. Draco and Blaise continued to talk for hours on end catching up on the past eleven years. Before Draco went to the Headmaster for a 'discussion' and Blaise went to the Great Hall for Dinner. Draco spoke to Dumbledore about his current situation, however Draco decided to stay in Slytherin and not be re-sorted, not even Draco knew why, but he did. He finally continued down to the Great Hall.

"Hello everybody." Draco was stood on the top of the 'Slytherin' table (There weren't really house tables anymore, people mingled, but some people stayed strong to their tables.) and shouted above the crows of people. "I know you have all been staring at me all night and I need to explain, well me." He proceeded to explain what happened to him and how Dumbledore had found him in the classroom when re-building the castle. Once he was free he ran to find one specific girl and whispered in her ear before running off to straighten himself out. "I'm sorry to everyone that I have ever hurt. It's wrong to ever believe anything my Pureblood manic parents. I want to apologise specifically to one person." He jumped off the table and bolted towards One specific girl sat with her green and blue eyed friends.

"Hermione I've been Merlin awful to you over the past few years, and I'm sorry with all my heart. I can't believe some of the things I said or did to you. I didn't mean any word of what I said to you. I understand if you never forgive me, but I will do anything to prove to you I'm sorry." He was knelt in front of her clasping her hand.

"Tell me what you told me this morning." She asked quietly.

"What?" He asked confused.

"Tell me what you told me this morning and mean it and I will forgive everything you have ever done to me." She stared into his eyes, whiskey burning steel.

"MIONE!" Ron shouted, she glared at him, Draco knew she hated that name, he shut up instantaneously at her stare. Draco sat up on his knees, still clasping her hands, and brushed his lips against her and whispered the phrase that she now, from his explanation, understood. He planted a kiss on her ear. Drawing his lips a millimetre away from her ear.

"Everything good I have ever thought of has been you."

She smiled and pulled him into a hug, Ron stood from his seat and they laughed at his reaction and smiled, Before Draco took of back to his seat beside Blaise and Hermione was left to deal with and extremely angry Ron and a surprisingly calm Harry, Shooting secret smiles over their shoulders at the newly found Draco.

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