hey ya peops... sorry it took so long... but I've been feeling really bloody awfel (I think it's the flew or something) and I appologise for the shortness, lamenes and possible cheesiness of this chapter... hope it's not too bad...

Eveyxthexfaerie: I most certainly will do my very best... glad you like it and thanks for your revriew!

xsecretwriter: I'll have more time to write now (since I'm slowly starting to feel a little better) so I hope that will be possible... Thanks for your review!

SwarmOfFanGirls: All right... I'll try and see what I can do... thanks for the great review again!

speckled girl: Thanks hun.. I'm glad you like that... don't you think it's getting a little boring just the two of them? I mean... maybe I should put in some other points of views? (you'all input is grately apreciated!)

Well on with the new chapter! Hope it's alright...

The next morning, as I sit at breakfast, I glance over at the Slytherin table hoping to see a blond head. I'm relieved when I spot you, staring at your plate just playing with the food on it. I hope you didn't hurt yourself too much last night. I sigh… I've been wrecking my brain all night again to try and find a way to help you, but so far come up blank. I hate this, feeling so powerless. Well.. at least your father's gone, so that gives me some time. You catch my look and give me the slightest smile unnoticeable by anyone but me. I return the smile and turn back to my food. During classes things stay the same. You hang with your 'bodyguards' and I hang with my friends. I really whish I could tell them. Make them understand. But I can't betray your trust like that.

That night I walk around the castle, once more unable to sleep. I secretly hope that you're having trouble sleeping as well and I that I might run into you. I enter the astronomy tower where I sit at a windowsill staring outside. I notice you standing on the balcony, leaning against the railing. The moonlight catches your silver hair and pale skin. You're staring of into the distance with such an empty expression that it almost scares me… I take of my cloak so you can see me and go to stand beside you. You don't move or acknowledge my presence any other way for a few minutes. Then you slowly turn your head "What are you doing here?" you ask softly turning your head back towards the stars. I shrug "Just went for a walk, couldn't sleep" I explain watching you as you simply nod "How are you doing?" I ask once again and I hear you sigh exasperated "Fine Potter" you growl.

I sigh "Draco… you're not, some of the wounds from the lake haven't even healed yet" I counter remembering what I saw yesterday. You just shake your head "I'll live" you say with such sadness. I swallow "Don't…" I almost plead. You turn you head looking me straight in the eyes "Give me one good reason?" the question comes hard. "I can help you" I say meekly. You shake your head "No Potter, no-one can help me" you counter bitterly "Get that through that thick head of yours" there's real venom in this and I close my eyes this is just so frustrating. Are you ever going to let me in?

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I stare up at the stars, I couldn't sleep. It's peaceful here and a soft night breeze blows through my hair and moonlight shines down on me. I then feel a presence beside me and sigh Potter, I know immediately. Why can't you just leave me alone? I don't move for a few minutes before turning my head "What are you doing?" I ask my voice soft looking at the stars again. I hardly even listen to your answer, I don't really care, I just want you to leave. "How are you doing?" you ask and I growl frustrated. How many times are you going to ask me that? "Fine" I reply. "Draco… you're not, some of the wounds from the lake haven't even healed yet" you counter. I shake my head, I don't need this right now… my father always lets it hurt as long as he thinks necessary "I'll live" I say. I didn't mean for it to come out so… bitter.

"Don't" I hear your pleading and I almost burst out laughing. Who'd have though, my greatest enemy begging me not to kill myself. I look you straight in the eyes "Give me one good reason?" I ask harshly. I'm getting really annoyed with this, can't you take a hint? "I can help you" I hear you say and I can barely keep myself from bursting out laughing "No-one can help me potter" I tell you venomously. I just need for you to stay out of the way. Don't you realize how much my father would like to hand you over to 'our master?' and you hanging around me al the time is only going to make that easier. You look at me your green eyes glinting "Come on Draco, you can at least talk to me…" you plead and I bring my fist down on the railing, hard,

I really thought I'd made myself perfectly clear "There's nothing to talk about" I hiss "You already know much more then you should" I say while I sit down my back against the castle wall ignoring the pain it causes my still aching wounds. You come and sit beside me "Then it doesn't matter if I know everything" you conclude. I glance over "Why won't you just leave me alone?" I ask softly. I just want things to go back to normal but somehow I think you're not going to let that happen. I lean my head against the wall "You've been left alone for long enough now" you reply while I close my eyes "I've been doing fine so far" I snap. You shake your head "Right.. one of these days he's going to kill you, and if he doesn't you'll do the job for him" you sigh. I smirk "Well then you wont have anything to worry about anymore" I state bitterly. You just frown "Don't talk like that" you scold me and I raise my eyebrow "Look Potter, do us both a favor and stay out of this" I try once again "It would be hazarders for both of us if you didn't" I warn. But you, always the damn Gryffindor, shake your head "Draco, I've already told you I'm going to help you, and I'm not about to give up" you tell me.

"Are you ever going to realize you can't help me?" I wonder out-loud. You just sigh and shrugged

"We'll see" you say when I leant my head against the wall again "I just…" I start but there's a lump in my throat again. Damn my fucking weakness. You just look at me "It's going to be alright" you tell me but I was unsure who you were trying to convince. I just close my eyes and it isn't long until I feel myself start to slumber. I'm just so tired... You must have noticed too as you put a hand on my knee "Draco…" you whisper after what seems like minute and it seems to come from far away. "Hmmm?" I mumble. Just resting my eyes… "We should go back to the dormitories" you suggest. "Hmm.." I respond, my minds seems to be filled with little clouds and it's having trouble making sense of your words.

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I'm not even sure who I'm trying to convince, me or you. I turn to look at you but you have your eyes closed and a peaceful look on you face and I realize you are about to fall asleep. I can however not bare to wake you, not yet anyway. I watch your face as it was bathed in moonlight. Your skin so pale and your hair seemingly silver. We stay like this for about an hour before I put a hand on your knee. It's getting cold and I don't want you to get ill or catch a cold "Draco" I whisper but just get a sleepy response. I smile slightly "We should go back to the dormitories" I add and receive another drowsy "Hmmm" as only reply. I smile "Draco" I say a little louder shaking you a little. You grumble and reluctantly open your eyes "What…?" you snap sleep evident in your eyes and voice.

"We should go to bed" I repeat rising to my feet holding out a hand to help you up. You stare at it for a while before deciding to take it and you haul yourself to your feet. We make our way down the tower "You going to make it to your room alright?" I ask teasingly. You just give me a sneer "Funny Potter" you smirk "I'll be fine" you huff as you turn the corner towards the dungeons but I see a hint of a smile. I shake my head as I make my way to my own bed. I just hope I can keep my promises. It didn't take long however for me to fall into a dreamless sleep.

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I'm cold as we make our way through the castle as I sneer at you but can't help but smile a little. I'm glad when I arrive in my dormitory and collapse on my bed crawling under my covers. The next morning I feel yet again a hand on my shoulder and I grumble really not ready to wake up yet. I open my eyes and look at a scared looking Crabbe. My morning-temper is legendary. I really can't help it, I'm just not a morning person. I growl "What?" I hiss while turning my back on my fat lackey. He looks at me "It's almost time for breakfast" he sais softly. I sigh "I'll meet you there" I groan. He looks torn. Really can't they do anything without me?

I roll my eyes getting up out of bed "Alright alright" I sigh "Give me a few minutes" I grab my cloths and wand disappearing into the bathroom, where with the help of magic I come out 5 minutes later, spotless and neat. Hair pulled back "Let's go" I order Crabbe and Goyle who have been waiting for me. We make our way to the great-hall where they tuck into their food. I don't really have much apatite but force myself to at least eat a sandwich since I spot Snape glancing in my direction and I don't want to draw any more attention. I sigh can things get any worse? I run my hand through my hair while turning back to Goyle as he asks something about McGonagall's homework. I sigh and try to explain. Some other fifth years listen intently. I sigh… honestly do I go to schools with morons? I glance over at the Gryffindor table and see Cranger patiently talk to Potter, Weasley and Longbottem. Probably explaining homework as well. It's time for class and god will I be glad when this day's over….

alright... that's it for now... thank you all again for reading!

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xxxx malou