Harry POV

Oddly enough Draco wasn't in transfiguration class this morning and he has failed to show up for defence against the dark arts class as well. Not that Snape seemed to notice. He doesn't look even remotely bothered that Draco has ditched class.

I spend all of class trying to focus on what Snape was teaching instead of the fact that his Godson was absent. From what I could take in Snape was saying something about demons and the different types, and how they can take the form of the dead, or something like that. Hermione was as always getting everything right. Ron was also doing surprisingly well in class. I guess him and Hermione dating is a good thing. Then again he probably doesn't get much of a choice whether to study or not on their study dates.

Finally class is over after what feels like an eternity and I didn't take anything in. Awe well I suppose I can copy from Hermione's book of notes. If she's still talking to me.

I still can't get my mind off Draco, so I decide to approach Snape. He should know what's wrong with him. I tell Ron and Hermione to go ahead to the Great Hall, but they ignore me. I guess they are still not talking to me.

I wait for the rest of the class to empty before approaching him. "Em... uh... Professor Snape sir, I wanted to ask you something?" I ask not really sure where to start.

"Yes, Potter. What is it?" He replies in his usual sharp tone.

I take a deep breath and say, "I don't know if you noticed but Draco Malfoy wasn't in class today..."

"Of course I noticed Draco's absence, now what is your question Mr Potter?"

"I think there's something wrong with him. I mean I know he lost both his parents last year and since he lives with you I figured if there is something wrong with him you would know so... Is everything okay with him?" I feel like I just upped a bad case of word vomit. But as I wait for Snape's reply I notice that there is something very strange about him, not to mention he smells strongly of mint and camomile. Talk about you're odd combination.

"No everything is not okay with Mr Malfoy. As you so perfectly pointed out he is now an orphan. And I do hope you are not suggesting that I don't know how to care for my Godson. Draco is as fine as he can be. If I recall you two are not exactly friends. Now run along Potter before you miss lunch." He finally replies.

"Okay. Thank you Sir." I say skeptically as I make my way out of his classroom.

I can't help but think about how weird that was. I guess almost dying messes with a persons head. The only reason I turned out semi-okay is because I was a baby so I don't remember it and I have great friends that have helped me cope. I still think it's strange how Snape survived without so much as a scratch. There isn't even a scar on his neck where Voldemort's snake bit him. Deciding I'm not going to stress about it any more I do as Snape says and go to lunch before it's over. It's then I realise I am actually pretty hungry.

When I get to the Great Hall Ron has already devoured what I think was his lunch. "Where do you put it all?" I ask him.

He ignores me and continues scoffing down a bowl of ice cream.

"I'm sorry for being a dick earlier." I apologise.

Ron study's my face. "Okay." He smiles. Well that was easy.

I sit down beside Ron and as I do I see Draco walking into the hall heading straight for a seat beside Crabbe and Goyle. I can't help but notice he looks a lot paler than he did this morning or what a beautiful shade of silver his eyes are.

"I guess Ginny isn't the only one who's moved on." Hermione buts in.

I didn't even know she was here. She must be using her time turner again. "How do you mean?" I ask curiously.

"You're obviously crushing hard on someone. The big question is who?" She was now looking deep into my eyes as though the answer lay behind them.

So I look back at her as intensely as she is at mine and say, "Hermione... I am crushing on no one."

And with that she leaves it alone and Ron is too busy making bubbles in his pumpkin juice to notice the conversation.

Am I really crushing on Draco Malfoy? No, not possible. Maybe one of the Ravenclaw girls. I should ask one of them out to get Ron and Hermione off my back.

"Dinner was beautiful Harry. You really know how to make a girl feel special." Ginny said grinning ear to ear.

I smiled back at her as she lead me to the bed. "Well tonight is a special night and I wanted it to be perfect. You deserve it."

"It's perfect as long as I'm with you." She replied before planting her lips on mine and lying me on the bed.

Draco POV

After my freak out in my room earlier. I decided I didn't want to face going to classes. So I just went up to the Astronomy Tower to think.

I really do love it up here. After everything that has happened up here students tend to avoid coming up, which makes this one of the only places I can be alone. There is my bedroom, but the air up here is much more peaceful. Not to mention it's the best spot to see the sunrise and sunset.

One of the perks of being alone and an outcast is I can disappear up here and no one will come looking for me because no one cares about the Fallen Slytherin Prince. Even my beloved Godfather Severus doesn't seem to acknowledge me. Since the war he has been acting very different. He's colder towards me. Sometimes he'll say something, I could swear was my father saying it. His words have a lot more bite to them. Over the summer he hit me on several occasions too. If I didn't know any better I would say he is Lucius. Despite everything that's changed, some things never do. Okay now I'm just feeling sorry for myself. I decide to go to lunch before I depress myself any more than I already am.

As I enter the Great Hall I hold my head up high as though nothing is wrong. I head straight for a seat beside Crabbe and Goyle. As I do they get up and sit at the other end of the table shooting me a look of disgust as they do.

I guess I will be completely alone. Just as I'm thinking I should leave, Pansy parks herself beside me.

"I'm so glad to see you've left your room Dray. I know how you can get." She says hugging me. "So why did you skip classes this morning?"

I suddenly feel like I'm being interrogated "Oh you know just didn't feel like going. Did Snape say anything to you?" I ask hopefully.

"Actually he didn't notice at all. Guess that snake bite messed with his sixth sense. Crabbe and Goyle were messing about the entire class and Snape didn't give so much as glare. It was weird."

"Yeah he has been really different since the war. Something more must of happened, because he was different over the summer too." I think out loud.

"Was it as bad as being at your parent's house?" She asks.

"Actually it was weirdly the same as being at my parents."

"Well you know I'm here when you need to talk." She replies hugging me again. "Now let's eat some lunch I'm starving."

"I'm fine." I insist, "I'm still full from that piece of toast at breakfast." I didn't actually eat anything at breakfast but she doesn't push the matter so I'm happy. I just still feel kind of sick from loading up on junk at supper last night.

I find myself looking over at the Gryffindor table, and once again I can't keep my eyes off Potter. There's something about him this year that I really like. If only I had the balls to go talk to him, but after everything that's happened, where do I even begin?

Until the next chapter ;)