A/N: sorry short chapter and I apologise for any mistakes I've made. I will go and edit them when I next get time.
Harry raced away from the potions classroom. He couldn't believe some of the thoughts he'd had. And about MALFOY! Of all people! He's supposed to hate him! Their enemies! He insults his friends all the time! He cant think like that about him! Harry wondered whether his mind was just going mad trying to think about anything but returning to the Dursley's.
The year before, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had forced him back into the cupboard he lived in before Hogwarts as punishment for being a freak. He'd tried being good and doing what they told him too in the hopes that they would let him back upstairs. The cupboard really was too small. But alas they just continued to beat him further, thinking he was mocking them.
Besides they would never let him back upstairs after the Aunt Marge incident. Vernon had really gone all out punishing harry that night. He still had the word 'FREAK' carved into his chest. As well as the burn marks and other scars inflicted by various objects that were in the room at the time. Vernon ended up braking Harry's hand and collarbone, fracturing a few ribs and right leg as well as bruising, scarring and burning his whole body before shoving him in the cupboard under the stairs for a week with only a bucket and feeding him scraps of food that barely consisted of a mouthful once a day.
Harry used a very strong wandless glamour charm to cover the bruises, that he'd learnt to do when he was five, every time he went back to Hogwarts so he didn't arouse suspicion. In the later years when bones started breaking he'd used his fathers invisibility cloak to gather all the potions he needed to lessen the brake. The potions he got from Madam Pomfrey were quite weak so only turned the breaks into sprains but at least the pain was less.
Harry snapped out of his thoughts just before he ran into the portrait of the fat lady.
'Watch where you're going Mr Potter!'
Harry muttered a quick apology before speaking the password 'Vlaklas' and walking through the common room full of people saying goodbye and last minute packing.
He made it through the crowded room to the fourth year dorms and collapsed on his bed. Harry sighed at the mess around him. Fred and George had brought them a few bottles of firewiskey to get their minds of the death of Cedric and the dorm had been turned upside down. The four other occupants had removed there stuff from the chaos leaving Harry's belongings haphazardly around the upturned furniture.
Groggily he set about shoving his stuff in his trunk. Hearing some thumping above he looked up to see his black converse dancing on the ceiling. He sighed not knowing how that had happened and levitated them into his trunk.
Trudging out of his room he bounced his trunk down the stairs and into the eerily empty common room. Harry had never witnessed the room empty. It lacked the warmness that it possessed during the year. It seems the irritating snores of the 2nd years falling asleep on their essays really did make a difference.
He wondered if the Hufflepuff common room had the same atmosphere as the Gryffindor. If Cedric had laughed along with his friends without a care in the world. Not knowing that his days were numbered.
Harry shut his eyes tightly. Trying to think of anything but Cedric. Rubber ducks, parchment, summer homework, bacon, Draco, quidit- wait Draco? What happened to Malfoy?! Harry brushed it off thinking that he was probably just imaging beating him up and sped up his pace down the entrance hall.
Harry cringed each time his case hit the steps. It was so loud. Especially as Hogwarts was practically deserted.
'Potter are you a wizard or not?!' A confused Harry turned to look at his nemesis. 'Use this thing called magic and levitate your trunk!'
Harry fought the urge to face palm and uttered the words 'wingardium leviosa' his Gryffindor coloured trunk lifted from the ground and followed the direction of his wand.
'Uhh...thanks Malfoy.'
'Well I wasn't doing it to be nice!' Malfoy sneered. 'I just had to stop that irritating thumping!'
Draco then turned and stormed out of the door.
Harry stayed in place, stunned. Dr-MALFOY could be so dramatic some times.
So, heart beating considerably faster than it was for some reason, Harry followed at a safe distance behind Draco, down to the Hogsmead station.