The Darkness Within

Gaze

Harry could not seem to stop thinking about what had happened in the train, the memory was vivid in his mind. No matter how hard he tried he could not stop stealing glances over to where Malfoy was sitting among other Slytherins.

 What had taken over me? Harry thought to himself, yet he did not regret what had happened, and to his surprise, the memory made Harry feel giddy, almost happy. The fact that Sirius was gone had made Harry feel so terribly angry and sad that he believed nothing could ever affect him like the thought of Draco pressed us against him did. As Dumbledore spoke, Draco did not look up at him, instead, he stared at his food not eating, just running his spoon through his plate, and he suddenly looked up and caught Harry staring at him, Harry was dumbfounded and abruptly turned his head away, and focused on what Dumbledore was saying, however, he could barely take in a word.

People were now filing out of the Great Hall, Harry and Hermione were still waiting for Ron to finally finish his meal. "Ron, your stomach is going to explode," Hermione said impatiently, Harry knew she wanted to read for tomorrow's classes before going to bed. Ron seemed not to care as he drank his last glass of pumpkin juice before finally standing up.  The hall was nearly empty as they walked out, Ron and Hermione bickering about something Harry couldn't care less about. As they made their way to the Gryffindor tower Harry felt someone pull at his sleeve from a dark corner, Harry squinted his eyes and saw a shock of golden hair move in the Darkness.

"Uh, Guys?" Ron and Hermione stopped talking at once "I have somewhere to be, don't wait for me" They both looked perplexed, but didn't argue. As Ron and Hermione moved towards the Gryffindor tower Harry turned to the corner where he had seen Draco.

"Potter," Draco said, a malicious smile playing across his face "Eager to meet me already?"

"I don't have time for your nonsense, Malfoy, what do want?" Harry asked, trying his best to hide the fact that his heart was racing. Draco looked taken aback for a split second and soon regained his bored and malicious smile.

"Well, well," Draco said "I caught you staring at me, back in the Great Hall, and I just want to warn you, don't meddle with me Potter, you will regret it, everyone thinks you're a hero, but I can see through you, you are weak, I heard about the night at the ministry, I see, you were screaming for your Godfather? I don't see what you have to worry about, you will soon be reunited with him, Now that the Dark Lo--"

  Harry did not remember making a fist, Harry did not remember punching Malfoy, just the pure rage he had felt when he mentioned Sirius. His knuckles were covered in blood so was Malfoy's face, why had he thought things were ever going to change? They were both still the same people.

Draco did not say anything to Harry for breaking his nose, he had known this was going to happen but had hoped against it, Draco wanted to warn Harry of the dangers of what he was going to do, no matter how good he was, he didn't stand a chance against the Dark Lord. Harry had not taken his message too well, Harry had turned a deep shade of red, he looked angry, but Draco knew better, Harry was in pain the pain only caused by loss, and there was nothing Draco could do to make anything better. from a distance, he heard Professor McGonagall, fast approaching, there was barely any time to run. The moment her gaze landed on the two of them, she said "Detention, both of you, 50 points from Gryffindor" she said looking at Harry she then turned to Draco and said "50 points from Slytherin" 

They both had landed detention on their first day back, and the task was perfectly tragic as well, they were supposed to clean the Prefects' washroom, without using any magic