A/N. Time line stuff is out of whack and I don't care cause it's cute

Draco P.O.V.

Stupid mudblood. Granger was always beating me in classes. I spend all my free time studying. I don't even practice quiddich anymore because I cannot allow myself to be outsmarted by a filthy little mudblood. 'Golden Trio' my ass. A half blood, a mudblood and a blood traitor, are not golden. Disgusting filth. I should... Um.. Arrrg

I failed practising what I would say in the common room with the other slytherins. It's so hard pretending to hate people when you want to be one of them. I know I am supposed to be a stupid bigot like my father and his before him, but I can't do it. I watch Potter and his friends having fun and caring about eachother all day, and all I have is Crabbe and Goyle who are complete back stabbers and wanna be heart breakers.

I ought to... I ought to hex them into oblivion! Yes that's it.
Disgusting filth. I ought to hex them into oblivion. Remove Potter from the school and send Granger to a bore put where she belongs. And knowing Weasel, he will follow her.

Yes that ought to get some laughs from the guys, and Pansy. I envy Potter and his friends. I want to be that close to someone but all I get is a clingy pig nose, and a bunch of snickering guys. Potter should have accepted my offer years ago, that way I wouldn't have to worry about these stupid Slytherins judging my every move. I have to be nasty, I mean they deserve it don't they? Everyone deserves to be knocked around every now and then. No one is completely innocent. That "golden trio" can kiss my ass.

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Potter was sitting at the Gryffindor table, as always, and talking to the Weasle and Granger, as always. As well as Dean and Seamus. His smile lights up the room, as Seamus describes some muggle sport to Weasle who seems utterly confused, the others all laughing at him. Granger is alright looking, I would say she was "hot" but she wasn't ugly, anymore. I fixed that when I jinxed her teeth. Weasle is wearing a stupid face and looking as if muggles were actually interesting. Dean was staring at Seamus with so much love.

"Draaaaaco" Pansy sang in my ear next to me. I was so focused on Potter's gang that I didn't notice her next to me, her pig snout right in my ear.

"What." I sneered

"Your watching them again." She said, fluttering her eyelashes.

"So what if I am?" I growled.

"Oh and your crying!" I reached up and touched my cheek. A single tear had escaped, and I don't know why. It was probably Dean and Seamus. So in love with eachother, yet never admitting it. Sad really, if I was in love I would shout it to the world.

"Screw off Pansy. Better yet go screw Blaise, he's always staring at your ass."

"I thinks it's actually your ass he's staring at." I sat up straight. Suddenly self conscious. I look over and see Blaise turn his head from looking at me.

"No way."

"Yeess way"

"You are such a fool."

"And your a tool." She lent in to my ear and I could feel her hot wet breath sticking to my ear "and that's why I want you."

"Thanks for the offer, but I think I will pass." She meant in closer and she started to touch my hand

"I can change your mind."

"But not my sexuality." I stand up, pushing her off me, her face stock still, shaped like an o.

I finally said it out loud. And I regret it. But I am glad that its out now.

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I sit alone in potions class today. Blaise and Pansy, flirting horribly and both obviously trying to make me jealous, while Crabbe and Goyle had ditched class together for some reason, probably to fuck. Hermione and Ron were also obviously flirting in some secretive way that I am pretty sure they didn't even know.

"Granger." Professor  Snapes voice drawled. "As you and Mr Malfoy seem to be the top of my class. I would like you both to work together on this next potion, to show the class, what happens when you study." Hermione groaned and dragged her endless pile of books and cauldrons over to my desk, and Ron shuffled in next to Harry.

"Malfoy. Before you speak, please don't call me names and be a bigot. I don't control my blood line."

"Granger. I thought you knew better." I smirked and she arched an eyebrow. "Have you not noticed, how I'm only like that when I'm surrounded by cloaks of green." Hermione was as shocked as Pansy was this morning. "Oh come off it Granger! You are acting like Pansy when I told her I was gay." I went to my notes and I could see Granger staring at the back of my head, with no idea what to say.

"Sorry... I didn't realise." She mumbled

"I'm the one who was nasty. Not you. I should be sorry."

"Are you."

"Not 100%. Only about the mudblood stuff, oh and Ron swallowing slugs, but that was his own fault." She was definitely hiding a smile, and trying not to laugh.

Ingredients instantly filled our cauldron and we finished before everyone else got past the 4th step.

"So. What did you smell in the amortentia?" Her face went red.

"What, what do you mean?"

"Last lesson. I remember you saying, 'fresh cut grass, new parchment, spearmint tooth paste...' And you were going to say something else. So spill."

"Why, why should I?"

"I just told you I am gay which no one but you and Pansy know. And I'm curious. It wouldn't happen to be... Ginger... Would it?" She blushed bright red

"Actually it was his hair."

"Knew it." I whispered. She was the colour of a muggle stop sign.

"Stop it okay."

"Sorry. No. I am actually not."

"Malfoy."

"Granger you're beautiful today." She blushed and I smiled.

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"Mr Weasly, you are to work with Mr Malfoy today. Speaking on how Ms Granger is in the hospital wing, you need someone to help you through so I don't have to slow down the rest of the class."

Harry groaned and Ron scowled at Professor Mcgonagle stated. Ron was also blushing, but continued scowling at me as he dropped his single piece of Parchment and broken quill in the spot next to me.

"Weasle."

"Quiet Malfoy."

"What? Afraid I will spill your secret?"

"What secret, ferret." I shivered internally at the memory.

"About a certain bucked toothed brunette and why she's in the hospital wing."

"What would you know Malfoy!" He turned even redder then Granger did

"I know that she said a certain thing to you, which I helped her with by the the way, and you may have been so shocked your wand... Went off." I smirked. Weasly was looking at me as if I just said something he feared

"Is... Is it true? That she ah, she" I put my hand up

"Obviously." Weasly smiled.

"Thanks... Draco." That was a surprise.

"By the way, sorry for you know, being a horrible person and stuff." I shrugged

"Doesn't mean it didn't happen."

"I know."

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The room of requirement was open, And the golden trio were standing inside the doors, Hermione and Ron were blushing and holding hands. Potter was not the happiest of wizards.

"DRACO!" Hermione called. And I slumped in and closed the doors.

"Did you seriously have to summon me here?"

"Obviously." Ron said and winked.

"Hey Potter."

"I heard what you did for my friends, and thank you I guess. Just know that this doesn't mean that what you did is forgiven."

"Who said anything about forgiveness? I just want a restart." I shrugged. "I was always jealous of you guys and the Slytherins are very judgemental so, I guess I just took out my frustrations on you three. And the rest of the school."
I smiled.

"So... Draco."

"Yes Harry?"

"You're gay?"

"Hermione I told you it was secret..."

"Shhhh Draco." She giggled.

"I ah, I have to tell you, that um. Hermione do I have to?" Harry pleaded

"Yes." She said sternly and looked at Ron who was very passive.

"Dracoivehadacrushonyousincefirstyeardespitehowhorribleyouwere."

"Well Potty, how interesting." I smeared and went closer to him. My heart pounding. "You liked little Ol me? The death eaters son? The bigot?"

"I... I don't know why it's just...." I shut him up by grabbing him and pulling him against me. His breath caught.

"Well maybe I like you to."

Hermione was squealing and Ron groaned. Harry was red and blushing, I was just happy and looking at him with the most evil glare I could muster.