Disclaimer: Needless to say, I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters

Previously:

"It's because I care so much about you," Harry said, kissing the top of Skye's head. "I love you."

"I love you too," Skye smiled.

She could never stay mad at her twin for too long and, although she would never admit it, she was glad Harry was the way he was. It would be weird if he wasn't. He just wouldn't be Harry unless he was always watching her back.

Skye said the password to the Heads Common Room and headed inside. She was ready to collapse on her bed after a long day of classes. She had somehow managed to convince Remus to not tell their parents about the events that had transpired the previous night until the holidays. Something Skye wasn't really looking forward to, but she hoped Remus would forget, or at least take pity on them.

"Geeze, what happened here?" Draco asked, coming in behind Skye.

Skye groaned and chucked her bag on the ground. There were still things everywhere.

"I didn't know girls to get so messy," Draco teased.

"We were crashed," Skye grinned. "Don't worry; I'll fix it all up."

"I'll help," Draco offered quietly.

"You don't have to," Skye shook her head. "I made it, I'll clean it up."

"You weren't the only one in here," Draco pointed out as they bent down to try and collect any papers they still needed.

"According to Remus I was," Skye muttered darkly.

Draco looked at her in confusion. Skye took a deep breath and began to imitate his voice.

"You're the eldest and a Head, you should look after your younger siblings, take some responsibility, it's your Common Room maybe you shouldn't go around giving out the password..." Skye rolled her eyes. "I'm so over it. I just want to sleep."

"Well that's stupid," Draco said bluntly. "I'll help."

"Thanks," Skye said softly.

"No problem," he murmured.

They cleaned the room from top to bottom, repairing all damage. They talked easily to each other and it was almost as if they had never broken up. Sure, there was less physical contact but the teasing and the easy conversation was the same. When they were done, they collapsed on the couch together.

"You know," Skye said quietly. "I've missed being able to talk to you."

"I've just missed you, period," Draco whispered.

Suddenly, Skye didn't know who leant forward first, they were kissing. Skye knew she shouldn't be kissing him, she knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help it. She still loved him, and with a jolt, she remembered that he didn't feel the same. Not anymore.

She pulled back and jumped up.

She had been so caught up in how everything slipped back so easily to how it used to be that she forgot that they were actually no longer together. That Draco no longer loved her. But, then again, he did kiss her back. What did that mean?

"I...I'm sorry," she stuttered. "That shouldn't have happened. I'm sorry."

"Don't be," Draco said, standing as well.

"I'm sorry," Skye said again, before turning and running out of the room.

That was wrong, so ever very wrong. In one kiss, Draco had managed to evoke so many feelings in her that she had fought so hard to push away. She was trying to get over him! She already found it hard to be in the same room with him, let alone trying to ignore the fact that he could still make her feel so in love.

But he had said he liked being with her...even after they broke up. Did that mean he still loved her? Or if not loved, still liked? Skye was so confused!

She entered the Gryffindor Common Room and made her way upstairs to her old dormitory. Hermione was already in there with Ginny, and both girls looked up as she came in.

"Harry and I broke up," Hermione said, before Skye could even open her mouth.

"You broke up with Harry?" Skye repeated.

"No, we just broke up," Hermione corrected. "It was mutual."

"Oh my god," Skye breathed, instantly forgetting her own confusion about Draco. "Why?"

"I love him, I really do," Hermione said. "But I'm not in love with him. I couldn't be; he's one of my best friends. I was getting confused about loving him and actually being in love with him. Being with him is kinda like what I imagine being with a sibling would be like. It just doesn't feel right."

"And...and you're okay with this?" Skye asked, a little shocked by the news.

"Of course," Hermione said. "We're still friends. We made sure of that. Neither of us wanted to lose our friendship over something so stupid as a failed relationship. Besides, I know about him and Rhia."

Skye blinked stupidly at her friend. This was all getting a little too much.

"How?" she asked weakly.

"Oh, it's obvious," Hermione said. "Ginny and I were just discussing the best ways to get them together."

"I think you need to talk to Rhia first," Skye said slowly. "Because she won't date Harry unless she's positive you are okay with it. And I'm not going to help them get together unless I'm positive you're okay with it."

"I'm fine with it, Skye," Hermione rolled her eyes. "They're perfect for each other."

"It's weird," Skye laughed. "That you broke up with Harry because he's too much like a brother to you but Rhia, who's known Harry since birth and basically grown up with him, feels less than sisterly towards him."

"Yeah, but it's kinda like Iris and Dan, isn't it?" Ginny asked.

"Well yeah, actually," Skye said. "I guess it kinda is."

"I think I'll go talk to Rhia now," Hermione announced. "Come on, let's go to dinner."

"Sure."

Skye and Ginny got up and headed down to the Great Hall. As luck would have it, they ran into the group of seventh year Slytherin's. Ginny was immediately attached to Blaise's side and Hermione began talking to Theodore about some class they had together or something. The actions of her friends, of course, then left Skye to stand awkwardly next to the one person she wanted to avoid.

"About before..." they both blurted out together.

"You first," once again, they were in unison.

Skye gestured that Draco should go first, not trusting herself to speak.

"I...I don't..." he stuttered uncomfortably for a second. "Look, can you just go first?"

Skye nodded, she knew what she wanted to say. Saying it, however, was another matter and she ended up stuttering just like Draco had.

"Look at us," Draco chuckled, stepping closer to Skye. "When did we get so awkward?"

He gently brushed a piece of Skye's hair out of her face.

"I dunno," Skye whispered breathlessly. "We shouldn't be."

"No, we shouldn't..."

Draco was leaning closer and it seemed to Skye like the kiss in the Common Room wasn't actually all that much of an accident. Suddenly, though, Draco was bumped out of the way.

"Oh, sorry," Daniel Brady's voice was overly apologetic. "Didn't see you there."

"I'm sure you didn't," Draco gritted his teeth as he righted himself.

"So, Skye," Daniel said. "Long time, no see."

"Yeah, it's been a while," Skye said, forcing a smile. "How have things been?"

"Not too bad, not too bad," Daniel said vaguely. "Better now I've seen you."

He accompanied the sentence with a saucy wink. Draco growled as Skye laughed.

"Always the charmer, aren't you?" Skye punched him playfully on the shoulder, painfully aware of Draco's eyes following her every move. "You remind me of my Uncle Sirius."

"Oh really?" Daniel raised an eyebrow. "How so?"

"Always trying to get the ladies," Skye rolled her eyes. "Even though he has a wife and kids. Oh, yeah, and he's kinda a jerk sometimes too."

She had meant it as a joke, and Daniel knew that as well, but Draco snorted in laughter.

"Too true," he muttered.

Daniel glared at him.

"Say something Malfoy?"

"Yeah, I did Brady," Draco shot back. "Just thinking about how Skye's wording really sums you up. Jerk. Kinda fitting for you really."

"How's dickhead work for you then?" Daniel challenged. "'Cause giving up a girl as good as Skye is a pretty shitty decision."

"I never..."

"What is going on here?"

Harry had come up behind them, wrapping a protective arm around Skye's waist. Both Daniel and Draco looked up at Harry, their argument ceasing instantly. Skye fought a laugh as the boys struggled for words in the presence of her twin. Honestly, Harry wasn't that scary!

Harry raised an eyebrow at the silence he received in place of an answer.

"Well, obviously, as it's nothing important, you won't mind me stealing Skye away then," Harry said.

Instantly, both boys opened their mouths to protest.

"Skye's sitting with me!"

Once again, the glares were on high beam.

Skye was confused. Sure, she could understand why Daniel might want to sit with her; they were friends after all, but Draco? They'd barely spoken two words to each other until today, and then they ended up even more awkward then they started out.

"I don't think so," Harry announced. "Skye is sitting with me; end of story."

Again, the boys tried to protest, but Harry cut them off with a fierce glare.

"Let's go Skye," he said.

Skye shrugged at the boys apologetically as she allowed Harry to direct her into the Great Hall.

"Wanna tell me what that was all about then?" Harry asked, as they took their seats.

"No," Skye grinned. "Not really."

"I'll get it out of you eventually," Harry warned.

"I'd like to see you try," Skye laughed. "Anyway, I'm sorry about you and Hermione."

"It's not that much of a big deal," he shrugged. "I realised that the way I feel about Hermione is kinda the way I feel about you, just not as strong."

"Aww," Skye bit her lip to stop her smile. "You love me that much?"

"More," Harry whispered. "I love you to the moon and back."

"And I love you to the moon and back twice," Skye giggled.

Harry laughed too, and he kissed Skye's forehead.

"You're my sister," he said. "My twin, my constant. I know you'd kick my arse if I lost the plot and started acting like a jerk."

"I already do," Skye injected.

"True, true," Harry nodded. "But Hermione is only my friend, and that's all she's ever going to be. We clashed too much when we were together but somehow, as friends, we just fit better. And..."

"You like Rhia," Skye grinned.

"Shh!" Harry exclaimed. "She might be around."

"She's not here," Skye assured her twin. "Besides, I think you should just tell her and get it over with."

"No way!" Harry said. "I couldn't do that. I want to take it slow because I don't want to lose her friendship. If I can't be with her, I'd rather just be her friend than nothing at all."

"But you waited so long with Hermione," Skye complained. "Wouldn't you rather just spit it out and hope she takes it well?"

"What if she doesn't?" Harry looked a tiny bit depressed. "What if she laughs in my face or thinks I'm joking?"

"She might think you're joking," Skye said slowly. "But for an entirely different reason."

And she probably would. Skye knew that Rhia really, really, really liked Harry and she would most likely think Harry was joking because she didn't want to get her hopes up. If she pretended not to care, and laughed Harry's attempts at asking her out off, if he was just using her, it wouldn't hurt that much.

On the other hand, however, Skye knew that Harry actually liked her. So, maybe she should play matchmaker again? Help them both along. Because it seemed like Harry was as likely to ask her out as Rhia was to say yes. A helping hand could be exactly what the pair needed.

A/N Okay, inspiration hit so instead of doing my work I wrote this for you! Please review?