First: THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO HAS BEEN REVIEWING. I love reading reviews and I love seeing what you guys think will be happening. I am one of those authors who reply to your reviews, even if its a few days later.

I think most of you will find that this might just be one of the shortest chapters I've done for this story. I wanted to put down what all was going on in Draco's head and give you a few hints what would be happening soon. There isn't any Ron in here, but he will be coming into play a bit more :) Enjoy.

Draco was sitting in a chair in the library reading, Flesh-Eating Trees of the World, when he heard a knock at the door. He heard Lilith open the door, then walk to where he was. Draco looked up from his book.

"Master. Visitor for you," she said half bowed.

"Yes, send them in," Draco said as he put down his book waiting for his visitor to join him. His mood changed as soon as the wizard walked through the door, and sat in a near by chair.

"Malfoy."

"Lovely to see you here, how may I help you?" He said politely while resting his hands on his lap.

"I thought that maybe we should talk." The other person said.

"Yeah? What about?" Draco snapped.

"About you fucking Ron."

Draco sat up even straighter in his chair, "W-who said I was sleeping with him?"

"Oh don't even. Everyone knows. Everyone knows that he comes over here and you two do the most disgusting thing in the world." The raven-haired boy said.

Draco glared at the other boy, "We're not doing anything." He said through gritted teeth.

"Did you know that Ronald talks in his sleep?" Draco shook is head, "did you know that we sleep in the same room at The Burrow?" Draco sighed and nodded his head. "Then you must know how I know what you two are doing, all I hear, each and every night, is 'Draco yes' 'Draco'" the boy said mimicking Ron's voice. "Draco, Draco, Draco." There was a faint knocking in the distance, "do you know how hard it is to get him with Hermione if all he thinks about is you?"

"He doesn't like her like that. He doesn't even like girls," Draco said while shaking his head back in forth, trying to get the words out of his mind. Just then he heard the knocking again.

"He'd like her if you were out of the picture. A Death-Eaters son, you have no reason to be with him, none at all!" The raven-haired boy yelled. "He isn't meant for you!" Draco heard the knocking again, louder this time. He looked up and saw the raven-haired boy on his feet, wand pointed towards Draco's heart. "You're not going to mess this up! They're meant to be together!" Draco saw a green light before everything went dark.

He still heard the knocking in the distance, he fought to open his eyes, but the sun hurt them as he did. Draco sighed in relief as he rolled over and looked around. He was in his room. Well at least the room that he was now use to after the past few days. Draco got up in search for some clothes when he heard the knocking again. He looked around the room for the source of the knocking, when he found a tiny owl at his window. He quickly walked over to open the window and take the note from the hyper bird. He opened the letter and read the messy scroll.

Harry is having some sort of meeting with dad today, will be over at 2.

-R

Draco smiled to himself as he re-read the letter. But the smile quickly faded as he remembered his dream. Is it possible for Potter to catch on so fast? Would they be able to keep the relationship a secret for long? It was important, for now, for everything to be kept quiet. If any of the Death-Eaters found out that he was with – well as he even really with him – a Weasley they would both be dead. Draco was already sure that his time was counted, unless the war was to be over soon. Draco shook the thoughts from his head. He didn't want to think about anything sad right now. He wanted to grow from this. Learn how to be a better person, why, well he didn't even really know.

Everything about Ronald was different than he thought. He was raised to hate him. He was raised to hate all muggle-born. If it wasn't for Granger then he wouldn't know how the "blood-traitors" lips felt like when he kissed him. He wouldn't know what its like to miss someone just a few minutes after they left. In all honesty Draco was very happy that he turned left instead of right that first day here. Unfortunately Draco couldn't keep the thought in the back of his mind that something might go wrong at any moment. What if Snape couldn't get here in time to protect him. What if something happened to his Mother. What if...what if...that was all that was going through the young boys mind as he went down to breakfast. So many things could go wrong so fast. Something could change in an instant. A decision being made. Something slipping. Anything could go wrong. He just didn't know how he would deal with it when it did happen.

Draco was eating his breakfast slower than usual today. As if he wanted to savor the food that was in front of him. Something similar to what he would be eating when he went back to school. Back where he didn't have any friends. Back where he wasn't safe to sleep in his own bed. Back where he might be the safest right now. Protected by the spells and the teachers. However, a Malfoy isn't supposed to show fear. They aren't supposed to be thinking about what might be coming after them. If they are, then they aren't supposed to show it. How could he be protected by the teachers if its against his family's code to tell them what was going on. Malfoy's are supposed to always be on top, be in charge of everything that they can be. Learn how to take control. Never showing their fear, always looking calm.

Draco wondered if his Father ever had a problem like what he was going through. He wondered if he ever had a problem holding the family name. So far Draco had broken a ton of rules that his parents told him to follow. The biggest one, the one he could be disowned for, would be being involved with a Weasley. Draco wouldn't get his inheritance, even though he was the only heir of the family. Perhaps his parents would find someone else in the family to take over the Manor when they passed away if they found out. They'd find someone worthy of the money, the fame, the power, everything. Someone would wouldn't have "messed around with filth" as he was sure his Father would say. Draco didn't want to think of these things. He wanted to be happy, he wanted to enjoy what he had right now. He wanted to smile and to be not even close to a Malfoy that he could be. He wanted to be himself.

He wanted to show people the person he really was. Even if he didn't really know who that person was a month ago. He wanted to show his classmates and friends that he wasn't the coward that they think he is. He wanted people to see that he doesn't truly care about blood. He didn't care if you were a muggle-born or if your parents were 5th cousins, which happens a lot in pure-blood families. He wanted to show people that he is able to be with someone, for who they are, not for how much money they have, or what he would get out of the relationship. He liked the person he was turning into. He even found himself being nicer to his house-elf, Lilith. Draco didn't understand why he was changing all of a sudden, but he had a feeling that it had to do with the red-headed boy who was coming to see him later in the day. Just a few hours.

Draco looked up at the clock and saw that he had been eating for 45 minutes. He got up and went upstairs to take a shower. He didn't want to think anymore. He wanted to just be. Live and see what he could do in this life.

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