"Of course, Potter," the grey-eyed Slytherin said. "Who else would it be?"

"What do you want?" snapped Harry.

"Answers," he said.

Harry hesitated, "Answers? For what?"

Draco paced around his chair, "You know what I'm talking about."

Harry's mind raced. His eyes widened as realization hit him. The spell. It had worked. But what had it done to Draco?

Draco saw the look on his face, "So you do know what I'm talking about." He stepped up behind his chair and placed his hands on the arms. He leaned in and whispered quietly in Harry's ear, "What did you do to me?"

Harry looked over his shoulder at him. He looked into Draco's cool, grey eyes and smirked. Draco glared back. A flicker of mischief flashed over Harry's eyes.

"I don't know what you're talking about," said Harry coolly.

Draco rounded the chair and stood in front of him, his hands behind his back. "You cast a spell on me. Something that's been messing with my mind. I want to know what it is. I want you to lift it."

"I can't help you if I don't know what's messing with you," said Harry. "So tell me. What's your greatest fear?"

Draco looked at him. Harry grinned back. Draco placed his hands on the arm of the chair and brought his face close enough to touch his nose. "I. Fear. Nothing," he growled.

Harry smirked, "Then why are you asking what spell I used on you?"

Draco narrowed his eyes. He straightened up and turned around. He took a few steps forward and paused. He took a deep breath and looked over his shoulder. "For some reason, since lunch, I haven't been able to get…you…off my mind."

Harry blinked. "Your greatest fear….is liking…me?"

Draco looked at him, his grey eyes as cold as steel, "Of course. If father found out I befriended you, he'd disown me. If I started to like you, I don't know what I'd do."

Harry stood up, "How do you think I'd feel? It'd be just as bad for me if I started being nice to you."

Draco whirled around, "Are you kidding me? My life would be unbearable."

"That's right," said Harry, "because your psycho aunt would kill you. As if she wouldn't kill you in your sleep anyway just for the hell of it."

"Who do you think would turn first if we befriended each other? My family or your friends?" said Draco.