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"Harry," Hermione said as I pulled her along with me, "What's going on?"
"I saw Draco run this way," I said slipping the invisible cloak over the two of us, "I have to find out what's wrong."
When I was sure the invisible cloak was covering us both I slipped into the Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Draco was sitting on the ground talking to Moaning Myrtle. I could tell that she was trying to get him to stop, but he wouldn't.
As I listened to him talk I grew sadder and sadder. Draco had found all this out awhile ago and he had no one to talk to. Not only that, but I was right. James Potter wasn't my father. I just didn't expect him to be Draco's.
Once Draco was done I couldn't help but throw the invisible cloak off me. Draco didn't notice me at all, but Myrtle did. She motioned for me to get closer to Draco. I nodded my head showing I understood. I just hoped I didn't mess things up.
"Oh Draco," I said making my presence known.
"Harry," Draco said looking at me.
We stared at each other for awhile before I walked over to him and hugged him. I felt Draco tense when I touched him, but I hoped he would loosen up. I held him until he finally did.
Draco's whole body was shaking and I knew that he wasn't crying. Maybe things were worse then I thought. I hadn't seen in in the Great Hall since last year ended. Remembering this and that I had seen him running late last night made me ever more worried.
"I don't feel well," Draco whispered into my ear before his eyes rolled back in his head and his body went limp.
"Draco," I said gasping, "What happened to him Hermione?"
"He probably hasn't slept in days," Hermione said walking up to us, "We should take him to the Hospital Wing."
"No," Myrtle said calmly, "Look at him. He hasn't slept yet. He probably passed out from exhaustion. Why don't you take him to his room? Ask Goyle for the password. From what I've seen Goyle will do anything to help Draco. Go now."
"Thank you," I said picking him up, "Thank you so much."
"Hurry," she said motioning for us to leave, "Before someone sees you."
"Thanks," I said leaving the room with Hermione next to me and Draco in my arms.
We snuck around the whole castle until we finally got down to the Slytherin Common Room door. I realized that we didn't see Goyle on the way so Hermione ran to find him.
I waited alone running my hand through his hair hoping that everything was okay. Myrtle seemed to know what was going on with Draco. I just hoped that she was right about this.
Hermione finally came back and said the password. She told me to follow her as she walked up to Draco's room. We ran up to his room and I laid him on the bed that she motioned to.
"I'm going to go get some broth from the kitchen," Hermione said before running out of the room again.
Nodding my head although she couldn't see me I tried to think about what was going on. Draco had passed out because he wasn't eating or sleeping. This hurt me more then I thought it would.
"Draco," I whispered running my hand through his hair, "Why didn't I make you talk when I saw you in the train?"
"Because you didn't know," Draco said so softly I barely heard him.
"Draco," I said happily, "I was so worried."
"Why?" he said opening his eyes slightly.
"I care about you Draco," I said honestly, "I care about you a lot. Please, tell me everything that happened. I'll help you."
"So will I," Hermione said from the doorway, "Just talk to us Draco."
"You heard the whole story," he said shaking his head.
"Tell us what happened after you got to school," I said hopefully.
"I just wasn't hungry at all," he said shrugging, "I didn't eat and last night I couldn't sleep. There's nothing to talk about. There was no reason for me to pass out."
"You went for a run last night," I said calmly, "That's why you passed out. You were working yourself too hard Draco."
"It doesn't matter," he said trying to sit up and falling back down.
"It does," I said firmly, "If you keep going like this it's going to kill you."
"I want to go to sleep," he said glaring at me.
"I don't care," I said making him look at me, "Please, just let us help you."
"Why do you care so much about me?" he asked confused, "You don't even know me."
"Then let us get to know you," Hermione said slowly, "Let us help you by telling us about you."
"You actually care," he said surprised, "I thought you guys didn't like me."
"We don't know you," I said smirking, "Let us get to know you and we'll decide how we feel about you then."
"I'm not going to get out of this am I?" he said sighing.
"Nope," I said grinning.
"Fine," he said calmly, "We'll talk, but can I at least eat and sleep before we do this?"
"Sure," I said nodding.
"Aren't you going to leave?" he said taking the bowl from Hermione.
"No," I said brushing his hair out of his face, "Now eat."
"Alright," he said taking some broth in his mouth, "Thank you Hermione."
"You're welcome," she said softly, "Now stop talking and eat."
"Okay," he said eating his broth.
I laughed and watched him eat his broth slowly. It was weird that it was taking so long, but I guess that he might not be as hungry as normal. He drank about half of the bowl before putting it to the side and curling into a ball and falling asleep.