A/N: Once again I do not own Harry Potter, much to my disappointment. Sorry I haven't updated in a really really long time, I had came down with a severe case of writers block!

A/N: WARNING! This chapter contains some content that some may find disturbing, it is not intended to be sexual.

Also, I have changed the Tonks family magic status to (secret) half blood, Lucius thinks they are pure. It is only to fit in with the story-line…

Another thing I should probably mention is my best bud Paula, helping me with my story-line and giving me ideas, before she adds in anymore sentences to the actual story about how great she is!

It was early morning and the chills of winter were already creeping into the autumn air, Draco found himself sitting outside at a picnic table near the lake, his mind drifting once again to Hermione. He was waiting on Crabbe and Goyle to get back from the Great Hall with his breakfast. He needed to be away from the crowded hall this morning. He hadn't stopped thinking of Hermione all year and it was starting to bother him that he had not yet found a reason to have a conversation with her. She was always with those bloody fools!

His meetings with Myrtle had helped him greatly with the understanding of the muggle world, but he could not help to feel that she might be 15 years out of date. He had written his mother and asked her for something his father might just about go crazy about. A muggle music player, whatever that was. She had replied saying that she would allow him to have one but would only be allowed to use it at his Aunt Andromeda's house. At least then he would be able to see his cousin Nymphadora, or Tonks as everyone else called her. She was a metamorphmagus, when he was growing up she had been his best friend, she helped him escape his father's beatings on more than one occasion taking the blame because she knew his father would never be allowed to beat her. Tonks was amazing. Even when she was younger she had seemed to understand Draco's fear of his father, one day they had been playing with her house elf when Lucius found them both and ordered him to get away from 'that wretched creature'. Draco shivered as he remembered how his mother had stuck up for him that day telling his father not to scold him for he was only young and didn't understand. Later that day he and Tonks had went flying on her broom. They had been flying past one of the second floor windows when a sight caught both their eyes. His father was bent over his mother, her top ripped, belt in one hand holding his mother down with the other. He was beating her. The image of that was forever scarred on his mind and while he knew it wasn't his fault he vowed never to even talk to a house elf again or do anything that might put his mother in danger again.

Seeing his two cronies come towards him Draco noticed his stomach growling as he tucked into the delicious food they had brought for him. He let them take his mind off the things that had been bothering him with their talk of Quidditch. He was struggling to keep up with their conversation until they had mentioned Harry getting put onto the team, youngest student ever apparently. Draco thought back to the day Madam Hooch had given them their first flying lesson. Of course he had done well but what he wasn't expecting was Potter to be so damn good at it, if there was one thing Draco knew how to do it was flying. He also knew he probably shouldn't have taken that snivelling boys remembrall but it had seemed funny at the time and what the hell did he need it for anyways? It's not as if Neville actually forgot anything. No taking the Gryffindor boy's stupid ball was probably what got Harry noticed and not him but sure, he was probably destined for it after all, it was in the boys blood and it wouldn't be like he was competing against him for the seeker position either, they were in different houses.

Draco wondered what she was up to right now. Although he knew most likely who she was with, it saddened him not being able to find the courage to talk to her or even say hi. At least he had Myrtle and Pansy. Thinking of which, he should probably check out where his best friend was. Getting up from the table Draco made his excuses about needing to find Pansy to do some homework. That made the two snicker "yeah, homework. Good one Draco" Goyle said sarcastically in-between his laughter. Morons, if they knew who I really liked they would probably have kittens Draco thought to himself chuckling as he walked off to find his 'girlfriend'.

Pansy was sitting in the library attempting to study when he found her. She was looking out one of the windows lost in her thoughts. Draco decided he would find the heaviest book he could before he joined her so he could slam it onto the table and startle her from the depths of her mind. As he did just that, Pansy jumped letting out a little squeal. "Gotcha!" Draco whispered in her ear

"Draco Malfoy! How dare you scare me like that! Do you even intend to read that?" Pansy half scolded him as she looked at the giant book of potions raising an eyebrow at him.

"Nope, but I got the intended reaction" Draco laughed sitting down opposite her. "I actually came to find you hoping we could spend the day together, I wasn't getting any sense out of the two loons"

Pansy sighed, when would he ever see what he meant to her, she knew she was only 12 this month but she felt like she was older emotionally. "Sure Draco!" she said chirpily," what did you have in mind?"

"Well I thought we could go and play some pranks on Mr Filch and then go down to the kitchens and convince the house elves to give us some goodies"

"Sounds great Draco" Pansy resisted the urge to sigh again as long as I get to be with you I'd do anything she thought to herself and started packing away her school stuff. Draco jumped up and held out his hand waiting for her to take it and when she did, pulled her away from the chair dragging her with him as he skipped off out of the library and down one of the corridors in search of filch and his pathetic cat.

A/N: I know the chapters seem a little short and spread out throughout the year very quickly but I don't intend on writing detailed day-to-day chapters as it would soon get very boring.