Summary: Most of the story is written to take place in the first book, how the forbidden forest really went. The end is post Hogwarts.

Warnings: none

Note: I have no clue where this came from but here, have some confused Harry as a kid…written in Harry's POV. Maybe a little confusing, sorry.

January 2nd

"This is all your fault!" Malfoy yelled sitting on a nearby log.

"How in the bloody hell is this my fault? You're the one that got us in trouble in the first place!" I replied.

"Well, they aren't supposed to send us to the Forbidden Forest, it's forbidden for a reason."

"Whatever," I huffed, surveying our surroundings.

We had managed to get lost in the forbidden forest, in the middle of the night. Hagrid had the brilliant idea to split up to look for the unicorn and of course I had to get stuck with Malfoy. He's a bloody coward.

"How do you propose we get out of this Potter? You're the supposed saviour here, save us." Malfoy said in a voice laced with sarcasm.

"You know, maybe if you'd shut up I could actually figure something out!" I yelled exasperatedly. I start walking once again.

"Hey Potter wait up, you can't just leave me out here!" At that I just rolled my eyes and continued to walk, Malfoy eventually catching up and fang right behind.

We continued walking for a bit in silence as I tried to get a sense of where we are, but nothing looks familiar. Soon we came across more unicorn blood. Malfoy had started babbling again about the insanity of this punishment and other stuff similar.

"Shh" I hissed. Malfoy gave me a look. "The blood is getting thicker, it's probably nearby." I explained. I heard a very audible gulp as we continued on the path.

Up ahead I could see a clearing, and in that clearing was something bright white, it was the unicorn and it was dead.

"Look –" I said holding out my arm to stop Malfoy. As I did so he lost his footing and was falling. On impulse I jumped forward and caught him.

He had his eyes shut tight, bracing himself for impact. As I stared at his face for a moment, I felt…something. I'm not quite sure what but I didn't like it.

As I thought about what this could mean, Malfoy slowly opened his eyes. His breathe hitched slightly as he realized how close we had become. For a few moments I just stared into those steel grey eyes, time seemed to cease to exist as I noticed Malfoy for the first time.

His eyes, at a first glance seemed a dull grey but up close they spun into a silky silver both delicate and powerful. He had long blonde eyelashes that gave his pointy features a feminine touch. As I stared, I could feel myself getting closer, I could feel his hot breathe on my face.

In an instant a slithering sound had snapped me out of my trance. I quickly helped Malfoy to his feet and we looked ahead. A hooded figure emerged from the bushes stalking towards the unicorn and began to drink its blood. As I stood transfixed, I heard Malfoy let out a terrible scream and run away, Fang following closely behind.

Harry woke up with a start. He looked to the figure beside him on the bed and let out a soft chuckle. This caused the other man to slowly wake up. Draco looked at Harry with a questioning look.

Harry softly kissed him before saying, "I was just remembering how much of a coward you were," with a wink. He then quickly sprung out of bed to avoid being hit.

"You prat!" He heard followed by a bit of laughter as Draco chased him downstairs. And as he ran away from his lover laughing, Harry couldn't help but feel happy with how things have changed since then.