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Draco POV

I can't sleep at all tonight. I'm trying, but I just can't. I suppose it's to be expected. Harry is sleeping like a bloody log. I envy how easy he finds it to sleep. Even the stupid muggle sleeping tablets aren't working.

I slip out of Harry's arms putting a pillow in place so he doesn't wake up. I throw on my Slytherin robe and Harry's invisibility cloak. I also grab my iPod on my way out.

I climb the dungeon stairs and scroll through my music. I finally decide on my favourite Saywecanfly song 'The Art Of Anaesthesia' I get so lost in the lyrics that I don't see the figure in front of me. I bump into someone and I pull out my earphones as I do.

"Harry?" Professor Lupin asks.

"Eh... no, sir." I reply, revealing myself.

"Oh Draco. My dear boy what has you wondering the halls at this hour? It's almost 3am."

"Sorry... I couldn't sleep sir."

The werewolf nods and smiles sadly at me. "No apology necessary. I myself find it difficult to sleep most nights." I smile at his kindness. He really has no reason to be kind towards me. He does it regardless. "I think a nice cup of hot chocolate is just what we both need." He says, leading me towards his chambers.

When we reach his chambers I take a seat on his sofa as he places two cups of hot chocolate with cream and cinnamon sprinkled on top. It looks mouth watering.

I can't help but think he knew he was going to run into me. He then sits down in the armchair opposite me. "I hope you don't mind, but I much prefer cinnamon on my hot chocolate. It's much nicer than those marshmallows... They're too sweet for my liking."

I shake my head. "No problem. I love cinnamon."

The werewolf smiles kindly at my reply, before asking his own question. "So Draco, what is troubling you that you can't sleep?"

"Nothing, Profes-"

"Draco, before we start. You don't need to address me so formally. You may call me Remus." I can't help but feel shame at how kind he is being. I don't care what Harry says. I don't deserve it. "I don't hold grudges dear boy. And I am Harry's legal guardian. I am aware of the relationship between you two, and I have no objections. Now back to my question." Again I shake my head. "It helps to talk about it."

"No-" I choke. My emotions threatening to get the better of me. Again.

"I know about earlier." Lupin states shifting beside me and placing a comforting hand on my back. "I know all about Lucius possessing Severus."

"What? How?" I ask, utterly shocked at the werewolf's knowledge.

The kindness in Lupin's smile doesn't falter as he answers my question. "Severus and I have been friends for years. However this year we have grown particularly close, so naturally I noticed the changes in his behaviour. I knew something was off. Then tonight after Pansy, Ronald and Hermione explained everything to him, he came to see me."

I suddenly feel like a dark force is gripping my soul. "Was Snape okay?"

Lupin sighs heavily. "The last time I saw him like that he had just killed Dumbledore." My mind instantly shifts to that night in the Astronomy Tower. Dumbledore's kindness never faltered... much like Lupin's. I guess it's where he got it from. "Severus practically collapsed in my arms in a flood of tears. He blames himself terribly for it all-"

"But it's not his fault!" I blurt. The force gripping my soul feels as though it is tightening it grip making it a little more difficult to breath.

"I know that, Draco. It's going to be hard to convince him though. He always was stubborn." The werewolf almost chuckles at his last statement.

I feel horrible. If only I had never been born. Then my father wouldn't feel the need to use Snape to hurt me because... well I wouldn't exist.

"How are you, Draco? How have you been coping with all of this?"

"Something tells me you already know the answer to that." I reply, raising an eyebrow.

Lupin nods. "I do. You know your Godfather used to self harm too."

"I know. He told me couple of weeks ago. He even showed me the scars." The moment I say it the werewolf looks taken aback. "What?"

"I'm just surprised he showed you his arms. He is very self conscious about them you see."

"I know the feeling." I sigh.

"Snape worries a great deal about you, Draco. You scared us all when you went to far with your self harm." Lupin tells.

"Of course you know about that too." I retort, rolling my eyes. "Is there anything you don't know? I swear you're as bad as Dumbledore was."

The werewolf rolls over in a fit of laughter. "I don't think I'm that bad. There is plenty of things I don't know. I would name a few, however I don't know them."

"Did... did Snape ever go too far?.. like I did." I ask, letting my curiosity get the better of me.

Lupin nods. "It was after Lily Potter was killed by Voldemort..." I shudder at his name. "Severus went completely off the rails after that. He became a death eater out of a thirst for revenge. He was always evidently depressed. He was cutting a great deal more. The loss he was feeling was so great and as a result so was the pain. I guess he couldn't fight the battle in his mind any longer."

"What happened?"

"He locked himself in his chambers here at Hogwarts. Dumbledore and I hadn't seen or heard from him in days, so naturally we were concerned. When we finally got into his room he was laying on his bed with blood soaked sheets. Although he did and always will deny it... I'm certain he was trying to kill himself."

"I tried to kill myself a few weeks ago. When Snape took me to the hospital wing everyone was asking why I did it. I just told them I accidentally went too deep. No one believed me of course, just as well because I was lying." I sigh.

"Draco, it is perfectly okay to admit that things became too much. You are human. And Malfoy or not you are still capable of feeling pain. However that also means you are capable of feeling joy. All is not as hopeless as it seems. Things will get better."

"Yeah once we do away with my father." I scoff.

"I assume Hermione has devised a plan. She really is the brightest witch I've ever had the pleasure to meet, let alone teach."

I shake my head. "No, she hasn't." The uneasy surprise on Lupin's face is evident. "There's nothing we can do. The only way for him to move on is if he completes his 'unfinished business'"

"Which is what?"

"We don't know that either. Only that whatever it is, it has something to do with me." I sigh heavily. "I sometimes wonder if I should just hand myself over. What would it matter anyway?"

The werewolf shakes his head as I take a sip of my now lukewarm hot chocolate. "You mustn't give in to the darkness, Draco. If not for yourself then for the sake of everyone else around you."

"Your wrong." I laugh, humourlessly. "I'm the reason that my father is after us all. By helping me they are all putting themselves in danger. Lucius could and would kill them all and it would be my fault, simply because I exist."

"Is that why you tried to kill yourself? You thought if you were dead that Lucius would leave and everyone would be safe." Lupin says, tenderly. I nod, feeling tears burning my eyes. Lupin then pulls me into a hug. I allow myself to give into the comfort. "Oh dear boy, you mustn't give into the darkness. Whatever Lucius wants you for is evil and if he is able to succeed, it will be disastrous for all of us. Not only that, but so many people care about you and would be devastated if you died." I sit up, furrowing my brows. "I for one would miss you and your skills in my classroom. Severus, I don't think he would survive it if he lost you. He loves you like his own son. I know for a fact, Harry would miss you. I can see how much he loves and cares for you. Your friends, Pansy and Blaise."

"Okay, I hear what your saying." I comply, smiling slightly. I still don't entirely believe him. But for the sake of his kindness I will pretend I do. I'm also too tired to fight it any more.

Once again he smiles kindly at me, as I finish my now freezing cold hot chocolate. "Well... you better get back to your dorm and get some sleep."

I nod. "Thanks for the hot chocolate, and for listening. I do feel better talking to someone." I pause for a moment. "I don't understand something though."

"What is it you don't understand, Draco?"

"How can you be so kind to me? I'm an ex death eater, my aunt killed your closest friend and I have tortured many people, and I'm going out with your Godson."

"Like I said before, I don't hold grudges. Yes, Sirius' death was very difficult. But it was your aunt, Bellatrix that murdered him. Not you! What you did was under Voldemort and your father's orders. If you didn't obey I am certain you would have paid with your life. And finally... I will always support Harry. I don't care in the slightest that he is gay, and it's obvious how happy you make him. Would I be correct in saying that he makes you happy?"

I nod, blushing furiously. "He makes me very happy." I answer.

Lupin chuckles at my red cheeks. "On that note, I shall bid you good night."

"Good night, Professor. Thanks again for everything."

"It was my pleasure." I turn to leave. "Oh and, Draco?"

"Yes?"

"Talk to Snape."

"I will." With that I leave and head back to my dorm. However I dilly dally, taking my time on getting back. Once again I plug into my iPod. I put on my favourite Sleeping With Sirens song 'Who Are you now' I quietly sing the lyrics to myself. "Don't, don't, don't wake me up
'Cause I hate who I am today..." I take a detour to the bathroom, not realising I had been holding it in. Once I am finished I wash my hands. I go to leave, but catch my reflection in the mirror.

I look like absolute shit. Under my eyes is purple from lack of sleep. My hair is unkempt and my skin makes me look like a vampire. Undoubtedly this is the toll my father's haunting is taking on me. "You make me hate my own reflection, question every choice I've made. So I could try to be perfect, but I will try to be fake." I mumble to myself. How all this shit is affecting me, is how it is going to affect everyone else. There isn't even a glint of hope in my eyes. I don't think I could bare to see that in Harry's beautifully hope filled eyes. I have to do something. I don't care what happens to me as long as I can save them.

Harry POV

"I can't remember the last time I've slept this well." I mumble, before opening my eyes. When I do I am instantly worried, as Draco is nowhere in sight. "Draco? Draco!"

"Merlin, Harry! I'm right here." The blonde responds closing the door and walking over to the bed.

"Where were you?" I ask.

"I couldn't sleep so I went for a walk. Nothing to worry about." Draco strips down to his boxers and climbs back into bed beside me, fixing the pillow that was in place of him. I snuggle behind him wrapping my arms around his thin frame.

"What are you doing for the Christmas holiday's?" I ask.

"That's ages away."

"It's this weekend."

"Oh... I don't know then. Pansy and Blaise are going home I think. I'll probably just stay here."

"Alone?" Draco shrugs his shoulders in response. "No, your coming to the burrow with me."

The blonde turns over to face me. "The Weasley's home? I don't think that's such a good idea. They hate me."

"They do! The conflict between the Weasleys and Malfoys runs too deep. Besides Ron wouldn't like it."

"It doesn't have to stay that way, and Ron is warming up to you. The Weasley's are lovely and once they know what's going on, they wouldn't have you staying here by yourself either. It's too dangerous."

"Must I?" Draco moans.

"Please." I beg.

He rolls his grey eyes at me. "Okay, I'll go."

I smile, kissing him on the lips. "Great!" I exclaim. I kiss him again, this time on the forehead. "I will owl Mrs Weasley in the morning."

Draco snuggles his head under my chin, I warp my arms around him again. I wish we could stay this way forever.

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