Harry confessed everything to Draci: how he befriended Ginny, how he slowly started falling for her, how much the two loved each other, how much Ginny changed due to the pressure that caused her to listen from bad influences, and how he hated the monster they created that got rid the love of his life; as well, a loved daughter into an almost fully ignored one. Draci knew, from Hermione, that Harry had it rough in his love life with the last girl he dated, but never expected it to be this heartbreaking to handle. She couldn't help but let a few tears out when his soft voice turned into anger, which quickly turned to sadness again, but Harry never noticed since she quickly wiped them away.

By the time Harry was done tears rose again in his eyes, but he didn't let them go loose to stream down his face again. It was silent between the two, neither of them could speak a word after the confession.

Harry though felt a rough weight being lifted from his shoulders. He never confessed this much details to anyone, mostly because people saw it for themselves and believed in their opinions than Harry's personal one. He was glad Draci was here with him, even if he did just confessed to his crush his heartbreak on the girl he loved before.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that, Harry," she soon spoke in a gentle voice. 'Why would she be sorry about it?', Harry thought. She did nothing to cause it, so there was no need... It doesn't stop anyone to apologize though, in a way of saying they didn't mean to bring back the pain.

Too late now.

He shrugged a little, the action so small it looked as if it wasn't done. "It's okay..." He wasn't looking at her, he hasn't the entire time he confessed. "It's what life does. It has its wicked way to take away the happiness, and bring it back dark and cruel."

"I can relate to that." Harry then finally looked at Draci, whose arms were removed from him as her hands were folded on her lap while she gave them her attention. With hurt eyes, though.

"I lost a friend that went into 'the dark side', as you said. He was one of my best friends when I went into another school. His name's Vincent Crabbe, and he was a very sweet and caring guy. Until high school came. There, he started taking drugs, and drank alcohol without any of his parents or his cousin, Gregory Goyle, noticing. But the thing is... I thought he started this addiction at sophomore year. Turns out this problem happened right after eighth grade ended, when he was in hidden depression with cutting his arms, and wrote down private sad poems involving easy deaths.

"Vincent died at the near end of sophomore year... Someone... someone found his body on the streets, a-and he wasn't b-breathing... He took s-sleeping pills–" Draci's voice cracked and let her tears fully shed down her face. It's been so long since she thought about Vincent. If only she knew what was happening, she could have helped him. She could have been there for him. She could have prevent him from hurting himself so much...

It was Harry's turn to comfort her; he immediately pulled her close to his chest, and hugged her tight. She froze for a few seconds before fully out crying on his shirt this time, her hands curling on his shirt tightly. Again, Harry was grateful no one noticed them, or at least hoped no one did.

He rubbed her back, and soothed her with gentle words – "It wasn't your fault. You didn't know... It's tough to be there for someone... At least he knows how much you did care for him..." He never expected Draci to have it worse than him. At least he knew one thing he had in common with her: they lost someone close to their hearts, and it still haunts them.

Draci soon finally pulled back, but Harry still wrapped his arms around her. She was grateful for that; his warmth was comforting to her, like her parents when they were with her when she mourned over Vincent's death.

She sniffed once before taking a breath while wiping her tears away. "T-thanks, Harry," She whispered, looking up at him with a sad smile. He felt his heart break further at the sight of those beautiful grey eyes baring such pain. He didn't want that to happen again, even if it was okay to let out that pain when it was too much to hold.

He nodded, "No problem. And thank you, too, for comforting me first... Hey, how about we get something to eat to get over... you know." Draci immediately agreed, and Harry was able to see a bit of happiness in the brokenness.

Harry and Draci ignored the confused expressions people have gave them as they exited the library. They didn't blame them; of course they would be a sight due to the redness in their eyes, and the cheeks slightly pasty due to the tears that dried on their skins. Even though they went to the bathroom to clean their faces, a bit of the redness was still there. It was bearable, seeing no one was looking over their way again.

Harry led her away to a restaurant on the campus, and once the door opened, ringing by the bell above, the sound of three boys singing ridiculously on a Mariah Carey song already made a smile come to his face. He forgot that it was that day of the week where Karaoke is done in "The Hogsmeade Club". It was the principal's idea nine years ago, and everyone loves it to this day. Updates were done all the time, but the pictures framed on the walls always showed the wonderful memories made right from the beginning.

The crazy singers, along with a couple more guys cheering them on, made Draci giggle at the childish behavior. "I never expected this campus to be serious on singing."

"Well, not everyone, but people do want to have fun after all," Harry answered before headed over to a small booth that was just perfect for them.

Harry soon paused for a second at a sudden thought. 'This isn't a date...' He then blushed at the thought itself. If one would think about it, it would be like a date, but it's not. Just two friends getting to know each other further, while enjoying a great meal of their choice and the entertainment done on the stage...

Okay, maybe it's a little bit of a date, but it's not that serious!

Once sat down, a waiter came over to give their menus and choice of drinks – unlike other restaurants, technology increases everyday so there was a pad to use, showing where they are sitting and started off with drinks.

By the time the nice waiter, Cedric was on his name tag, left to check another table Draci looked over to Harry, who was roaming over at his menu.

"This is incredible." Harry looked up, and smiled at the happiness shining on Draci's face. He can also feel his heart rushing at the beauty, but chose to ignore it. "I have never been in a restaurant as amazing as this!"

"I figured you would like it," Harry then said. "This is my favorite place to go ever since the beginning of freshmen year."

"I can see why," Draci agreed, smiling at the small dance floor filled while two new singers –– twin girls Parvati and Padma –– started singing The Pussycat Dolls' song "Jai Ho! (You Are My Destiny)".

Time surely passed by, but neither of the two noticed as they spent time together in The Hogsmeade Club. After getting their meals, they were surprised to be actually having a conversation with each other, instead of being all quiet and personal like back at the library. Harry kept telling himself that this wasn't a date, at first, but the more he got to know about Draci the less he thought about it and focused completely on her. He has never been this happy ever since Ginny, and he never wanted this to end.

He will give Hermione anything she ever wanted, no matter the cost, for doing this.

Even though they weren't dating... (Hopefully not yet, Harry thought.)

It's been so long since Draci was this happy, and she couldn't help but noticed a few details about Harry. How his emerald eyes are hidden behind his eyelids for a little bit when he laughs, how he sometimes waves his hands around to prove points in what he's saying, how he gives full attention to her and to nothing else with admiration and interest, and... just how handsome he really is this close.

She knew this wasn't a date, but there was just something in her heart that made her wish that it was. Harry is a wonderful guy, and she really liked him – which was something Hermione believed it was true, but Draci always declined it. Draci just didn't want to tell her... yet.

Soon after, the two were laughing over a story Harry told her — "Don't tell anyone about this! Or else Ron will kill me!" Harry was able to say over his hard laughing — but once they calmed down the sound of a tapping on the microphone soon got their attention. It was a young man that was kind of familiar to Harry, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Alright, my lovely customers. It's never too late to enjoy some sweet dancing on the dance floor. So come up, grab a partner – who cares what gender! – and enjoy some sweeet slow dancing," he said smoothly, in a way that any DJ would say before leaving the stage. Soon after, pairs started to fill up the dance floor, at the same time another pair of boys – Harry recognized them as a junior and the other a senior – came up to the stage. Soon, his ears caught the beginning of the next song, and already he knew who was the original singer. "Justin Bieber? Really?" He asked, sarcastically since he wasn't a big fan of the guy.

"Oh, I love this song!" Harry whipped his head back over to Draci, who looked like she wanted to get out of her seat, but also stay in the seat.

"You do?" He asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Yeah. I used to perform it as a dance once a year or two ago, and I couldn't get it out of my head because of how beautiful it was," Draci said, smiling further when the junior sang the first verse.

"You wanna dance?" Draci and Harry looked at each other, wide eyed with raised eyebrows. It just blurted out of no where from Harry's mouth. Sure, he sucked at dancing, but seeing how the pairs were just in the same position as others who dance at prom, it didn't seem much of a problem.

Even he can do that. However, with someone he has a crush on was a whole different story. He expected her to make some excuse, in a gentle way of saying 'no' (Why think that, he doesn't know), but his heart raced when he watched her rise and went over to him, a smile with pink blush on her cheeks was made.

"I would love to."