Draco POV

I cannot wait to meet Harry later. I know it was a bit forward inviting him to the Astronomy Tower, but we are friends now and that way we can hang out, without damaging his reputation as the Golden Boy. I can't believe I actually have more than one friend now. I didn't think it was possible but I think I'm happy. Happier than I was at start of the year at least.

Anyway I am now in my last class before dinner. Unfortunately it's defence against the dark arts with my beloved Godfather Snape. Fortunately it's over in like 5 minutes.

"I would like you all to write a 500 word essay on the dangers of possessive spirits to be handed in next week. That should be plenty of time for your small minds to accomplish this simple task." Snape tells the class in his usual tone.

As I follow the other students out the door Snape asks me to stay back to have a chat. Knowing I don't have much of a choice and fearing his fist, I obey.

"How are you Draco?" My Godfather asks, with more sincerity than I knew he had.

I look at the ground and answer, "I'm okay, I guess."

"I've noticed you haven't been in my classes of late."

"You noticed?" I say looking back up at him in astonishment. I honestly thought he didn't care. It's kind of hard to imagine someone that beats you actually cares. Then again that was my father's favourite excuse for beating me.

"Stop crying insolent boy." My father ordered giving me a final punch, knocking me to the floor in the process. I looked up at his cruel face, as paralysing fear welled up inside me. I knew what was coming next. The monster pointed his wand at me and said, "I am only doing this because I care about you Draco. This will make you stronger and less of a disappointment." I braced myself. "Crucio!"

"Of course I noticed. You are my Godson. I do care about you." Snape replies tenderly, bringing me out of my flashback. "Now tell me what's been troubling you?"

I look at the floor again. "Well aside from the fact I'm an orphan. When I walk the halls I'm constantly shoved and called names, Pansy is my only friend and my father's ghost hangs over me like a dark cloud. But apart from all of that, everything is grand."

Snape looks at me with sad eyes. "How have you been coping with all this?" He asks, his voice full of concern.

"Oh you know I have my ways." I reply hoping he doesn't push the matter.

"Can I look at your arm Draco? The one with the mark on it."

"No!" I snap holding my arm to my chest.

"I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. Give me your arm." Snape's face stern. I know I can't escape it. He takes my arm and rolls up my sleeve exposing several relatively fresh cuts on the mark. Snape then reaches in his pocket for something and as he does I can't help but flinch. He clearly sees my flinch but proceeds to pull out his wand. He says a healing incantation, then puts his wand away again. "That should help. Next time you feel like doing this come and talk to me. Now run along and get some dinner.

As I head out the door towards the Great Hall, I can't help but think how weird that was. How did he know to check my arm and I never knew Snape could be so caring. Talk about your drastic personality change.

I stop just before the hall and decide to go to my room instead. I make my way down the dungeon stairwell, recite the Slytherin password and walk straight for my room. I open my door and am suddenly shoved inside, with the door locking behind my violent visitor. Naturally I cover myself with my arms in a defensive position.

"Dray chill out. It's just me." Pansy reassures me.

"You didn't have to be so violent. Anyway what do you want?" I ask trying to compose myself.

"Yeah, sorry about that. Sometimes I don't know my own strength. Anyway I saw you talking to Potter earlier. Actually I saw you drag him by his arm to talk to him."

"What about it?"

"Okay maybe I wasn't clear. Why were you talking to Potter?" She asks.

I'm starting to think we're back to that interrogation. "Look I'm sick of all the drama. So I pulled Harry aside to ask if we could forget the past and be friends and he agreed." I say feeling a smile making it's way across my face and I think Pansy can see it too, because returns it.

Again she wraps her arms around me giving me a hug. "I'm so happy for you Dray." She replies, breaking the hug. "I'm sorry. I'm just proud you're doing what your father never would."

"Like that's something to be proud of. If my father were hear he would beating me till I bleed for befriending Potter."

"I thought it was Harry now. And Lucius Malfoy is six feet under, he can't touch you. I'm proud of you because you are a far better man than he ever was. Your loyal to your friends, your smart, kind, talented and completely adorable." She answers tenderly.

"Okay well, I'm meeting Harry on top of the Astronomy Tower later and I need to get a shower."

"Alright. I'll sneak back later so you can tell me how it went."

"You do know we are only friends right? It's not a date. I like girls." I urge trying to convince myself more than her that it's true.

"I know Dray." She responds as she walks out the door.

It's not a date. I like girls. I repeat to myself really hoping it's true.

Harry POV

Finally it's nine O'clock and I am making my way under my cloak of invisibility to the astronomy tower. As I round the top of the stairwell I see Draco sitting near the edge. "Hi." I say walking over to sit beside him.

"Hey, How's it going?" He asks weakly.

"Things are good. How are you?" I reply.

"As good as I can be."

Wow. I really thought we'd have more to talk about. It's almost as awkward as that night with Ginny.

"Tonight is perfect." Ginny said in between snogs. She stopped to take off her top. I took mine off too. We snogged for another ten minutes or so when Ginny stopped again. This time removing her bra and jeans. Once again I followed her lead and slip off my jeans as well. She climbed on top of me and bit her lip. "Am I making you hot?" She whispered, placing her hand over the flaccid bulge in my boxers.

"Yes." I lied in response. Returns to kissing her, but instead of keeping to my lips she moved her kisses gradually down my body. She paused at the rim of my boxers and proceeded to take them off.

She gave me a disappointed stare. "What's wrong?"

"It's my first time, maybe it takes a while." I hoped.

"Okay." She replied, apparently buying it. And once again we were snogging. Although this time she was stroking my dick. Both of us hoped it would become hard. Unfortunately for me it didn't seem to be happening.

It didn't take Ginny long to figure out as well that it wasn't going to happen. She climbed off me and started getting dressed. She threw me my clothes, therefore I did the same. Once we were both dressed she sat me on the bed.

"Is it me? Am I the problem?" She asked, sounding like she was about to cry.

I wrapped her up in a hug. "Of course not. You're so beautiful Ginny."

"Then are you gay?"

"I don't think so."

She broke the hug. "Then what is wrong?" She pleaded.

I didn't know how to respond because I genuinely didn't know what was wrong. "I don't know." I concluded.

"Harry, you're as pale as well... me. what's wrong?" Draco asks with worried eyes.

Again with that question. "Nothing. I was just thinking of the night me and Ginny broke up." I spill.

"Okay, so what happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it. It's too embarrassing. I haven't even told Ron and Hermione what happened." I confess.

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