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I have decided to put I two separate P.O.V to get the separate accounts.

Harry P.O.V

Over the next month continued to meet up with Draco, he was starting to feel a little more himself. Hermione and Ron had started to look at him suspiciously when he would go somewhere by himself. The only problem was that he had started to feel like he had butterflies in his stomach, a racing heart when he was around Draco. He did not know where these feelings had come from as he had always felt this way for women.

This brought Harry to Halloween as he sat brooding on his bed looking through the photo album that contained the only pictures he had of his parents. He was having trouble keeping his thoughts in order, they kept on swirling around his head making him dizzy. Harry had decided not to go to the feast because he was not feeling like sitting there and pretending like everything was ok.

Harry continued to sit in the dark with his thoughts swirling in his head, the more he sat there the more he started to feel like he could not breathe, the more he sat there the worse he felt. Harry decided that sitting on the bed was not helping so he got up, grabbed his photo album and walked out of the dorm.

Harry was walking through the halls in a daze not thinking about where he was going, just following his feet, eventually Harry made his way through the castle halls and then outside. Once outside Harry felt that he could breathe a little easier, he looked around and decided the lake would be the perfect place to sit and reflect. Harry sat by the lake, opened his album turned make his wand light up and started to reflect.

Draco P.O.V

Draco Malfoy was sitting down in the Great Hall trying to enjoy his meal at the Halloween feast, but he just could not, he felt that he did not deserve to celebrate he had done a lot he was not proud of. Looking around the room he noticed that Harry Potter was missing it was then that he realised what today was significance for.

When he was younger he remembered this as a celebration for the defeat of Voldemort, no one stopped to think what it meant to the people who new the Potters best or to their son who had to grow up without his parents. No one thought of those other people who had lost someone, because even though Voldemort was gone it was too late for their family members.

Draco himself growing up sheltered never really understood what it was like to walk in another's shoes he had belittled Harry for the fact that he had no parents never realising the pain he was causing. The way he had grown had put him at great disadvantage he was not prepared for the decisions he had to make, he was not ready, but he had had to face the fact that he had to grow up.

Over the last month he had started to understand what it was like to have someone who was not family to talk to, he had not had that growing up, as everyone who he hung out with was specifically chosen to be acquaintances because of their power and influence. With the change in how he saw friendship came the change of feelings. He had started to feel things he had never felt before as he had never had an emotional connection with anyone like this before.

Draco could not sit here anymore he had been feeling tightening in chest thinking of everything he had done. Draco realised that he needed air, deciding that he should go for a walk he looked around to make sure that no one was looking and slipped from the bench and out of the Great Hall and going outside. Draco had no idea where he was going just that he needed to go for a walk.

Draco was walking aimlessly on the grounds when he saw a ball of light near the lake, wondering what that was he approached it. As he approached the lake he started to recognise who it was that was sitting there.

"Hi Harry,"

Draco saw as Harry startled, he had not waned to startle Harry.

"Oh, hi Draco I did not see you there"

"Do you mind If I join you for a bit"

"Sure"

"Sorry about your parent's death"

"Why are you sorry, it's not your fault"

"Still you had to grow up without them and I feel a little guilty because my parents followed the madman who murdered your parents at the time of their death."

"It is not your fault, it's nobody's fault but Voldemort, for years I blamed myself if I had not been born than they might not have died. I have had to realise that they may very well still have fallen to Voldemort. I have started to realise that I don't miss not having my parents as in a way. I miss the concept of parents but not my parents as I do not know my parents as I cannot remember them"

They were silent for a few minutes as they digested what had been said.

"How is your mum" asked Harry.

"Getting better she is almost halfway through her house arrest, she is still feeling cooped up. How is Teddy going?"

"I got a letter from Andy the other day, Teddy is getting bigger every day, improving. Andy would like me to see him more. The only problem is that when I look at him I see Remus and Tonks, what he is missing."

"But it is not your fault that Teddy doesn't have parents."

"If I had been able to defeat Voldemort quicker maybe they might be still alive."

"That is a big if, you do not know if they would have survived. You have been telling me about your childhood, you went most of your childhood not knowing much about your parents. If you see Teddy, you can tell Teddy about his father that Andy will not be able to."

After that they just talked about random things for several more hours, until they realised that it was after midnight. They snuck back into the castle and back to bed, Harry noticed that Ron and Hermione were already in their respective dorms.