A Malfoy and A Potter

Chapter 6

_Draco's POV_

It's been weeks and Potter hasn't spoken tome yeah, we've shared looks but that is it. The day after Potter got drunk, he blamed what had happened on the alcohol since then he hasn't spoken to me or anyone for that matter. He doesn't come into the room till three into the morning, what he does late at night I don't have a clue it's not like I still stalk him anymore. Except the night after the drinking incident he went to the watchtower and relived the memory of Dumbledore's death. I go down to the common room to work on my potions essay. Hermione sits in the corner crying again so I walk over to her and sits next to her. Instantly I'm greeted with a punch to the face and a dirty look.

"Okay enough with the punching me in the face Grander?"

She just looks at me pissed.

"I'm not going to deal with you making fun of me and all of that."

"I just want to help is that so unbelievable."

"YES, MALFOY IT IS not once in your miserable life have you ever tried to help me or any Gryffindor for that matter so, yes Malfoy that is unbelievable!"

I look at her shocked then nods my head in agreement. I leave the dorms to take a way in the halls and yes, I know its way past curfew. I walk in the halls for hours and my mind wanders to the last few weeks. All the dirty looks I've gotten this week. I've been hexed and jinxed.

"...You're miserable life..."

"Stupid deatheater!"

"No one wants you around so, why don't you just leave, and I don't mean alive looser."

"you're a blood traitor!"

Thoughts keep running through my head of what everyone had ever told me.

"You should go kill yourself."

"No one will ever love you so why are you still living."

"Your and accident to this Family!"

The thoughts become over whelming I go to the astronomy tower to sit at the edge of it. I do that a lot this year it helps me think. That's where I run from my past, I get up there and my area is compromised. Before I can turn to leave Potter spots me and looks at me.

"Hey Draco w-what are you doing here?"

Did he just stutter?

"I come here often so the question is what are you doing here?"

He shudders and looks extremely exhausted. I look at him bewildered but he isn't facing me. I walk up to him and he flinches.

"Don't come over here please?"

He sounds so pleading that it breaks my heart. Wait What am I saying! I ignore him and walk and sits next to him anyway. I look over at him and see that he has cuts on his arms, when did those get there?

"What happened Harry?"

"Nothing."

That's all he says after that, he gets up and walks away so I look over at the blackness of the black lake. I find comfort in knowing that if ever I wanted to there in that water is a giant squid that would love to eat me. In I think it was second year I tortured that poor squid I don't even know why I did it. I end up falling asleep right where I am until Hermione finds me in the morning.