Harry slouched back up to the school. He was so embarrassed, so hurt. How could Draco say those things to him? "What a jerk." Thinking mean thoughts seemed to help him feel better. He suddenly remembered his appointment with Cho. Looking down at his watch he saw he only had five minutes to make it up to the Humped Lady. "Screw Malfoy." he thought viciously. And with that Harry ran up to the sixth floor. He found Cho easily, she was leaning against the statue in a long velvet cloak looking smug. "I thought you'd never show up," she drawled. Harry put his arm around her and was appalled to feel she had on nothing underneath. Ron was right, she wanted to get it on. Before Harry could protest she forced him against the Hump and began smashing her face into his. It hurt quite a lot and Harry was sure she must be drawing blood. He didn't want to hurt Cho's feelings, and even more wanted to hurt Draco's. So he decided to let his mind wander. He began focusing on the statue's hump. The smooth sultry curve, disrupted by a naughty little bump here and there in the Old Lady's cloak. Soon Cho confused Harry's excitment over the statue as being for her and she pushed him to the ground to have her way with him.
Harry ran back up to his dormitory. He flung himself onto his four poster bed and let the tears roll down his face, unable to control them.
The next day was Friday, their last before Christmas Holidays. Harry dodged Cho in the halls, unable to face her. The events of last night had scared him and now even the thought of Cho made him pee himself a little with fright. He knew he'd probably look like a jerk by the end of the day and a fresh batch of rumors about him taking advantage of poor innocent girls in the halls was inevitable.
At the feast that night Dumbledore got up to make a statement,"I hope you have all enjoyed your first term at Hogwarts with unmeasurable pleasure! Please have a safe Christmas and remember, EACH YEAR ONE IN FIVE CHILDREN IS SEXUALLY SILICITED ONLINE! Thank you and goodnight."
Harry heaved his luggage down the castle steps that night as everyone was getting ready to leave the castle. A few Slytherins smirked at him and hissed snide comments his way but he wouldn't let it get to him. As he trudged alone through the snow a voice from behind sent shivers all through him. He turned around to see Draco Malfoy, "I'm sorry I called you a scrawny penis boy," he whispered and instantly Harry's anger towards him melted and drifted off as snow flakes in the wind.
He decided to play it cool though, "And why should I be expected to believe your apology?"
Draco looked uncomfortable and stared at his feet, shifting them in the snow, his hands in his pockets. "Well I never would have said those things if it hadn't been for my friends there. They were pressuring me and stuff you know?" He looked at Harry hopefully, "I'm really very sorry-you know I really don't think you're a scrawny penis boy..."
By now Harry's heart was soaring and he couldn't help but smile at Draco, "Well I guess I accept."
Draco grinned back, "Thanks," and suddenly his tone grew much more serious, "So I heard you were fornicating with the Chang girl."
Harry's insides seized, "She's sort of just an act I put on you know, to keep people thinking I-" He stopped cold. Had he said to much?
But Draco just smiled again, "I'll see you around then Harry." And he walked away.
"See you around," Harry whispered back, astonished that for the first time he could remember, Draco had used his first name.