"Where have you been?" Draco's only friend Emma asked. She was suspicious why Draco had come in smiling.

"Detention" he said.

"Why would you come back looking so, so Gryffindorish?" she asked.

"You're the one who has study dates with Granger!" he said playfully.

"You saw Potter didn't you!" she said smiling. His eyes opened wide as she said that, there were other people in the common room. He ushered her over to him.

"Yes" he whispered in her ear. A smile spread across his face, "And, we kissed". Emma almost burst inside, she had a major crush on Draco, but was now his only friend. She wanted to prove she was there til the end. She kept her cool though she was dying inside and a smile crept across her face. Blaise came over and stood beside her.

"Hey Emma" Blaise said. He looked up at Draco.

"Hi Draco" he said. This was the first time he had spoken to Draco since the drunken night at the pub.

"Hey Blaise". If Draco was honest, he was surprised. He thought Blaise hated him. It got really awkward then.

"Well, I'm exhausted. Night" Draco said and walked up to his dorm, leaving Blaise and Emma alone.

"That could have gone better" Blaise said.

"Yeah" Emma sighed.

"You still like him don't you" he said. Emma just sat on a chair and put her head in her hands. By this point they were the only people in there. Blaise sat next to her, lifted her head lightly and wiped away the tears. She just looked at him. He kissed her…

In the Gryffindor common room, Harry saw Hermione sitting down studying (oh my god, no way).

"Why did you write that note Hermione?"

"What note?" Hermione asked innocently even though she knew what Harry was talking about.

"Don't lie to me please Hermione. Why did you write that note?" he asked, seriously annoyed.

"Fine" Hermione said, "I wrote it to find out if you were gay or not. So?"

"So…. What?"

"Are you gay or not?" she asked aggressively.

"I, I don't know"

"What do you mean you don't fucking know Harry?" she covered her mouth after she said that. She never swears. Harry just turned his back and walked up to his dorm. He knew this would happen. This was Draco's fault! He went to his bed to find Seamus sitting on it.

"Sorry Harry. Gryffindor isn't for traitors" he said snidely.

"What the fuck are you on about Seamus?" Harry was seriously confused now. Ron gave Harry some pictures. They were of him and Draco kissing after detention. Harry had a flicker of hate in his heart.

"Where the fuck did you get these from?" he asked angrily, "Cause these are fake".

"Oh c'mon Harry. We all know these aren't fake!" Ron said. Harry just stared at him.

"I said, where did you get them from?" he said standing right in front of Ron trying to be intimidating and failing as Ron was much taller than him. Ron was still a bit scared, he knew what Harry was capable of. Even Seamus got up off the bed and stood back.

"I don't think I should tell you that" Ron said cautiously.

"Let me repeat. Where. Did. You. Get. These. From?" he was seriously mad now.

"That Collins kid, the one who carries the camera everywhere!" Ron said quickly. Harry stormed off to the fifth year dorms. He burst in.

"Where is Collin's?" he demanded.

"Sixth years aren't allowed in here" said a random kid looking at Harry, "Not even Harry Potter".

"I said, where's Collin's?" he yelled. The kid pointed to a bed and Harry stormed over to it.

"What the bloody hell are these?" he yelled as he rounded up on the Collin's kid.

"My- my photo's Harry" he said timidly.

"When did you take them?"

"Tonight, just one hour ago after your detention ended. I was in there too. In case you didn't realize".

"Don't you understand the word privacy? Some things you don't have to capture on film you nugget!" Harry yelled and stormed out.

"Harry? What's going on?" Ginny asked, awoken from her slumber by the yelling. Harry basically shoved her out of the way. Seeing the fifth years distressed face she ran over to his bed.

"Hey, hey. It's okay…." She said, it was awkward because she was in fifth year but didn't even know him.

"Umm girls aren't allowed in he-"

"Shut the bloody hell up!" she yelled at the random boy. Harry stormed into his dorm and sat on his bed, still clutching the photo's.

"Anyone up for a fire?" Harry said. No one answered. He felt more alone than ever. Now he seriously had no friends at all. True friend's would always be there for me. He thought to himself. He hid the photo's and lay down on his bed.