Title: Daunting.

Summary: I knew in the end I would fight for him, kill for him and probably die for him, but I didn't care because he saved me from my worst possible enemy…myself.

Pairing: Draco & Harry

Rating: T (for now)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, if I did stuff like this would have happened a long time ago!

I will apologise now for any spelling mistakes, I am doing this on my own I do not have a beta! Reviews make me happy. I AM SO SORRY FOR HOW LONG THIS HAS TAKEN ME TO DO PLEASE FORGIVE ME!

Chapter 4

"What do you mean you're okay working with him? Have you just forgotten everything? What about all the shit he use to do to us? Have you just forgotten that?" I waited with bated breath for the red heads response to the screaming brunet, the red head in question didn't say anything for a few minutes before casting her honey eyes in a backwards glance back to where I was standing behind her. She smiled in comfort knowing that I had heard what he had said but offering a silent promise that she would make things right.

"Yes I do remember Harry, but I also remember that speech you gave about pasts being in the past and moving forward, blah blah blah or did you forget about that? All I'm doing is making both our lives better by moving forward; maybe you should do the same." And with a flick of her hair she was striding towards me, a sour look on her face but strangely calm, "How does he look," she spoke as she reached me.

"Kind of in shock," I replied quietly.

"Well lets go before he recovers then shall we?" and with that we turned and left, never looking behind us.

It was not long after returning back that I realised I was in need of help, with everything. My social life was down the drain not that in the long run it was going to matter but my school work was suffering. I was failing in nearly every subject already, she had seen me struggling over an ancient runes text book in the library after dinner one day, had pulled a seat out next to me plonked herself down In it and started going through the things I needed to know, several hours had passed and already I had at least 3 essays done and finished and 2 others started with notes, I didn't ask why she was helping me and she didn't ask why I wasn't questing her help.

As the library closed we walked out together in silence, we stood at the steps where we would part, and we stood and stared at each other for a few moments.

"Thank you," I murmured softly.

"Same time tomorrow," She replied and before waiting for an answer she was walking up the steps in the direction of her house dorm.

We met then the next night, and the night after that, and the night after that and slowly we formed a tense friendship, I apologised and thanked her for all she was doing, she in turn laughed, "All water under the bridge."

Somewhere along the way, we had left who we once were behind, we had become something new. I looked past the hair colour and her second name to see that she was actually quite beautiful underneath all that tat, she was funny, smart and had a fire in her that I wish I could have in my own life. I don't know how she found me, hopefully more different than I had ever been before. I was trying my hardest, but I found it was much easier than I thought it was going to be.

"I'm going to tell them, about what we're doing," she said quietly one late afternoon.

"What are we doing?" I chuckled; she made it sound as though we were having some kind of affair. I looked up from the book I was currently looking through to see a hard look on her face. "What?" I asked in all serious, I had never seen that face before.

"I'm lying to them Draco, and I don't like it."

"Tell them then," I didn't care, not anymore, people thought bad of me anyway, it wasn't going to change by me being friends with her, I knew that, I wasn't dumb enough to think otherwise.

"You don't mind?" she looked all at once too young, to innocent to have been through what she went through, with that look it made me want to fight her fights and stand up for her no matter what, it was at that point I realised we had gone past friends, I don't know when and why but I realised, with that one look I loved her, not love like I wanted to be with her or I need to marry her, no I just loved her, like a brother and I knew when I saw that look, I was stuck, for life.

"You do what you need to do," and she did.

3 days later 2 thirds of the golden trio were staring at me from across the table. I had not spoken since I had arrived and neither had they, we were waiting. It wasn't long before she came rushing in, hair flying in all directions and a grin that made the sun ashamed.

"I'm so glad you all came, where's Harry?" she said softly, pulling back a chair next to me and flung herself down into it.

"He didn't want to come Ginny," Hermione said, casting her eyes to her best friends little sister before settling them back on me once again. Ron didn't even give his sister a glance as she arrived but keep his gaze steadily on me.

"Oh," she said it so quietly I almost didn't hear it but I did, I threw my eye's next to me to see a disappointed eyes glance down at the table beneath her, we sat in silence after that, maybe waiting for her to recover, she was the medium in all of this.

A few minutes passed and nothing, I sucked in a deep breath, if no one was going to speak I may as well give it a go.

"I'm sorry," it was the only think I could think of and I knew it would never be enough. But what else could I say? Maybe there was too much history between us all to even hope for a change, maybe it was fruitful and pointless, but I wasn't doing this for me, I was doing this for her, for the future. "Please give me a chance, for her," I asked, not really expecting the answer I wanted but hoping that they give me a chance for her.

There was a tense silence before, "Okay," a quiet response that meant too much.

And with one word that was the start of something completely new.

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