Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it's not mine. Meant to put this in the Prologue but I was having issues with publishing and forgot to make sure it was there.

~Gryffindor Common Room~

"What has gotten in to you, Ginny?!" Ron shouted.

"Don't yell at her like that," Seamus said.

"Stay out of this, Seamus. I think you've done enough. I thought you were Harry's friend? How could you kiss his girlfriend behind his back? How long has this been going on?"

Ginny averted her eyes. "4 months," she mumbled.

"4 months?! Since before school ended last year? Why? I thought you loved Harry. You guys were talking about getting married."

"He's not the same since Voldemort's been gone-"

"Not the same? That's no reason to cheat on him," Ron scoffed.

"He barely talks to me anymore! I have to practically force him to spend time with me alone. He hasn't shown me any affection at all since we've been back. He didn't even send me one letter over the summer."

Ron grunted. He had noticed a difference in Harry but hoped he would snap out of it. "That doesn't excuse you, Ginny. You should have broken up with him instead of sneaking around behind his back."

"It's not like he noticed," she retorted, bitterly.

"He sure noticed today, didn't he? Malfoy was almost killed because of it! Last thing Harry needs is to be expelled or sent to Azkaban if Lucius Malfoy finds out. He'll accuse Harry of pushing Malfoy down those stairs." With that said, Ron stomped out of the common room.

~Dumbledore's Office~

"Try not to get so upset, Harry. Let's wait until young Mr. Malfoy wakes up before we overreact."

"Not get upset? His father is gonna get me sent to Azkaban when he hears what happened!"

"Everything will be ok, Harry. You'll see."

Suddenly, Madam Pomfrey's head was in the fireplace. "Albus, he's awake but…."

"What is it?"

"We have a problem."

"What sort of problem?"

"Just come down. You'll see what I mean."

Dumbledore and Harry exchanged worried looks and headed to the hospital wing. When they got outside the doors, they heard yelling.

"I want Harry! I refuse to take any potions until I talk to Harry! Bring him to me!"

Harry looked terrified at the words, not even registering that Draco had used his first name. Dumbledore opened up the doors and they walked in. Draco's head shot up upon hearing the door open and his face lit up in a bright smile. Harry had barely got a foot inside the hospital wing before the blonde launched his entire body at him and wrapped his arms and legs around him. Harry looks shocked but, automatically, his arms went around Draco to hold him up.

"Um, I'm glad to see you're ok, Malfoy," Harry said, nervously.

Draco pulled back and frowned. Slowly, he slid down and detached himself from Harry. "Why are you calling me 'Malfoy'?"

Harry was confused. "Um, because it's your name?"

"Not anymore. You know I haven't had that name in almost a year."

"What? Then, what's your name?"
Draco flashed him a confused look but quickly smiled again. "I have the same last name as you, honey. I am your husband, after all."