Harry woke up to the familiar house colors of red and gold. He had been back at Hogwarts for the past week and for some reason he wasn't as happy as he had been the years before. He knew why but refused to accept it. No, it couldn't be that. There was one person missing. Harry had noticed because he hadn't been insulted the whole time he was there, well that and the fact that Parkinson was so distraught that her 'dracikins' was missing. He shuddered at that. The she-bulldog was just too much. At first Harry had considered that Draco might have run away just to escape her. He wouldn't do that would he? The bloody git was probably training to be a Death Eater. That thought made his heart sink strangely. He sighed and tried to go back to sleep. He soon found that to be imposible and decided to go down to eat breakfast. When he got there he noticed that the Slytherin table seemed a bot less livlely.

Harry was about to sit down to eat when none other than Pansy Parkinson bumped into him. "Oh HARRY!" she sobbed into his shirt. He stared at her as if she had grown three heads. Why did she call him Harry? He figured something had to be dreadfully wrong for her to drop her house prejudeces. "uhm..." He didn't know what to say, having never been in this kind of situation. Usually the people that hated him, stayed hating him.

"It's just horrible!" She sobbed, tears soaking his robes. "Draco's been captured by his own father! And noone will help me save him!" She explained. Harry looked around and noticed how people were looking at her strangely or sending her nasty looks of betrayal. "Uhm..Let's go into the hall to talk about this." He said and pulled her by the arm to the end of the great hall. He stopped and looked down at her. "well?" he asked, his tone gentling at seeing how sad she was. "Draco tried running away, his father caught him. For the last two weeks he's been tortured. I don't think he can take much more! Please Harry! you have to save him!" she sobbed the last part and Harry frowned.

"Why don't you just tell Snape? Or the headmaster?" He asked, slightly confused on why she had come to him.

"Because, they can't help him. Snape would blow his cover as a Spy and Dumbledore..."She trailed off. Harry looked at her questioningly. She frowned, obviously he wasn't going to get anymore from here. He sighed, one hand going to the bridge of his nose, pushing his glasses up some. "Wait, you know Snape is a spy?'' he asked, a bit suprised.

Pansy gave an exagertaed sigh and leaned against the brick wall. "Not all Slytherins are back stabbing snakes." She said with a smirk. "Atleast not all the time." She sighed. "So will you help him?" She asked, her voice hopeful. Harry sighed, he didn't see much of a way out of this, and a voice in the back of his head was yelling at him to save him. The fact that Draco was being injured made his stomach knot up. "Fine. When?" He asked.

Pansy grinned and hugged him. "THANK YOU!" She nearly shouted. Harry thought he wouldn't be able to hear for the next week. He sighed and nodded. "Yes,Yes, when and where?" he asked, a bit impatient.

"Tomorrow. It's saturday so we'll be able to get him back before school starts next week." she said with a grin. Harry nodded, a frown on his face. He was worried about Draco now, the news setting in. His stomach seemed to tightened at the thought of Draco being tortured by his father. Harry would save him, and then maybe find out why he felt this way about him. Why his heart clenched at the thought of Draco in pain. What did he feel for Draco malfoy?