A/N: Yet again a new chapter is up!
We would like to thank the reviewers we have, it really makes us so happy we could die! :P

We would also like to point out that Melody is a year younger than Draco. She is in fifth year and he is in the sixth so this takes place in book 6.
We did point out "between the lines". When she was on the hogwarts express with Ginny and Hermione, we wrote that Ginny and Melody had the same robes (which first-years have befor sorted). We thought it was obvious but since we wrote it we can be blind sometimes.

Hope you have a good read!

/ Wikked & Cumberdragon

Chapter 3

Melody P.O.V

Melody sat and looked out of the classroom's big window, wondering about why on earth they needed to learn history of magic as a subject.

"What does Professor Binns get out of this anyway, he's a ghost…", Melody thought to herself.

Speaking of ghosts, she began to think of her own. The ones that haunted her memories. Melody drifted away as their teacher continued the never ending talking about the war of the giants.

Draco, the boy who saved her yesterday. He'd never done that before. In the past he always watched the others bullying her, never doing anything to harm her but not to save her either, so why step in now? What had changed and why had she actually enjoyed yesterday's potions lesson with him? She had no idea. Shouldn't she be mad at him for never standing up to her before? Shouldn't she be hurt? Somehow she liked not being mad at him.

Anyway, it was better than the past days. The days when the slytherin's silently threw curses on her when nobody saw or when they screamed mudblood after her or writing it over her bed. They still do that but after that potion lesson with Draco she got some sort of light in her day that pushed some of the darkness away. Because she never had that contact with anyone before and yet this wasn't a very big thing, she knew that.

She'd never had a friend or anyone to talk to, no matter if she tried. She never knew what she did wrong but somehow she always ended up as an outsider. Considering that she was a muggleborn it wasn't weird that she didn't belong in Slytherin and the other houses hardly knew she existed.

Though, she wasn't completely alone. She had met that Gryffindor girl, Hermione, but she was a year older and in a different house so they never really had time to see each other.

Last year

"But I don't know what to do! The only one I can really talk to is you and we can barely see each other because you're one year older and in a different house. And above all that is that you read more subjects than anyone and have to study constantly. I don't have any friends in my own year or house."

"Just talk and be nice to them. It doesn't hurt to try…", Hermione said.

Melody took a deep breath and walked into the common room. As always it was dark with the colours green and silver. It was almost empty except for a couple of boys in the seventh year and some girls from her own year, sitting on the couch talking. Melody slowly made her way to the couch, they hardly noticed her standing there.

"Hi", she said so weak that she barely heard it herself.

Either they didn't hear her or they were just ignoring her.

"What are you talking about?", Melody continued, trying to get into the conversation.

"Just get lost, mudblood!", one of the girls said loud so the boys from the seventh year heard and smirked.

Melody's eyes flooded over with tears and she quickly disappeared from the common room and to her dorm.

"Aren't you leaving too, Miss Johnson? Or was it something you wanted to ask?", Professor Binns voice asked.

"Waa-What?"

Melody woke up from her dreaming and the whole classroom was empty.

"Eh, no…", she said while picking up her things and then made her way out of the classroom.

The hallway was filled with people, each and every one of them walking to their own destination. Melody tried to make herself as little as always and walked to the dungeons to get her things for the next lesson.

The boy with black hair and glasses, Harry, was walking towards her with Hermione beside him. Hermione smiled and waved at her. Melody stopped when she was right in front of them. She looked at Harry and just like four years ago she felt anger and disgust when she looked at him. Just like those years ago she had no idea why. She just couldn't look at him, why was that?

"Hi, Melody", Hermione's voice said and brought her out of her thoughts.

"Hi, Hemione", Melody said. "Harry", she added and nodded slightly.

"Are you okay? You look like you have something on your mind…", Hermione wondered.

"I'm fine", Melody said, even though she didn't really mean it.

Hermione didn't seem to believe her but dropped it since Harry was there.

Melody's mind drifted away to when everyone found out she was a muggle. It was the worst time of her life.

Three years ago

Melody walked in the hallway when she spotted Professor Snape walking towards her in the hallway.

"Miss Johnson. I need to… speak with you. Is this a good time?", Professor Snape said in his usual tone.

Like most students, Melody was a bit afraid of Professor Snape so she wondered what it was.

"Yes, Professor", Melody answered.

"I need to send an owl to your parents. They do know we use owls…right?"

Melody heard a gasp and looked around but the hallway was empty.

"Yes, they know", Melody answered quietly.

"Good", Snape said and walked away.

In the same moment that Snape had left the hallway, three other Slytherin students jumped out of the shadows.

"Oh Merlin! You are a mudblood!", said one of them loudly with clear disgust in his voice.

"No, I'm not! Please don't tell people that!", Melody said pleadingly.

The boys looked at her with a smirk on their faces. In that moment she knew that everything was about to go from bad to a lot worse. Tomorrow everyone would know that she was a "mudblood".

"Well, we better get going now. The hallway is almost empty", Hermione said and started walking her and Harry's direction.

They were gone and she started walking, alone, to the dungeons. Being alone in a hallway, she knew how that would end, and at that moment the Slytherin students were right in front of her. And this time Draco wasn't here to save her.

She started running the other way, away from them. She could hear their footsteps and cocky voices right behind her.

"Stop running, you stupid mudblood!", one said.

"You've got nowhere to hide!", another said.

Oh, if she could only find somewhere to hide…

Draco P.O.V

Draco left Slytherin's common room, making sure he wasn't followed by anybody. He needed to be alone and think about what he had hidden in the room of requirement. He wasn't sure about how it was going to turn out and quite frankly it was worrying him. He didn't like this at all. If he didn't succeed with his task he would definitely die but if he did succeed maybe the Dark Lord would feel he didn't need him anymore so he'd die anyway. Though the Dark Lord was usually grateful to the ones who did favors for him so maybe he wasn't totally screwed, but that didn't really make him feel a whole lot safer.

As always the seventh floor was quiet and empty. Usually he brought Crabbe and Goyle to keep a look-out but this time he really wanted to be alone and since no one was ever there he didn't feel like he needed a guard. He wasn't going to work with the vanishing cabinet now, he just needed to think. Sometimes he just wished he could leave and never come back. This task was harder than he thought.

The empty, gray stone wall looked as innocent as always but he knew what was hiding behind that thick wall. He started to walk past the wall and concentrated hard on what he needed.

"I need a place to hide and think. I need a place to hide and think", Draco thought clearly.

When he had passed the wall three times he opened his eyes and the well-known door had appeared. He pushed the door open and slowly entered the room. He stopped in the doorway and looked into what he had expected to be the empty room of requirement but it wasn't empty. It was someone there.

A girl with dark blonde hair hanging over her face was sitting next to a huge pile of furniture and various things, crying. The sound of him opening the door got her to lift her head and look at him. Her eyes were red because of all the crying and her cheeks glittered with tears. The girl got up on her feet and her green eyes met his. They were full with anger.

"What do you want now?! What did I ever do to you?!", she screamed. "Can't you just leave me alone?"

Draco backed out of the room and as he closed the door he saw her falling to the floor, crying once again.

He felt weird, what was going on? He had never seen her like this. Had she felt this way all these years? He felt so guilty, he could die of shame. He had just been standing by all these years, he'd never done anything to stop it. That girl he saw in potions class wasn't a girl that deserved this. She was kind, sweet and gentle. She didn't deserve this.

He felt that he could kill the ones who did this to Melody.