HARRY

As we trudged towards the castle, I saw two more dementors guarding the big iron gates which were the entrance to the Hogwarts castle.

A wave of cold sickness tried to push against me as I leaned back in the seat and closed my eyes until we stopped.

Finally at last the carriage stopped and Hermione got out first, Ron following in her persute.

As I trembled down the steps of the carriage still a little weak due to the dementor attack, Draco struts his way towards me, elbowing past Hermione.

He was standing so close to me I was sure I would faint again.

"You fainted, Potter? Is longbottom telling the truth? You actually fainted?"

Draco asked, his voice filled with drawling delight and I thought I heard some worry to but I didn't think it was to be true because after all this was Malfoy we were talking about.

I was a little surprised to even think that Draco would give two shits about me but I was cut of from my train of thoughts when Ron speaks.

"Shove off, Malfoy," Ron said his jaw clenched.

I didn't like it in the slightest that Draco would treat Hermione and Ron as a bunch of rags but I still didn't like the fact that Ron was trying to shout at Draco.

What is wrong with me!?!

Malfoy called Hermione a mudblood and Ron a blood traitor and I am getting angry at Ron!

I need to sort out my priorities.

As Draco tries to speak again, to me of course, professor Lupin intrupts him walks towards us who had just gotten out of a carriage.

"Is there a problem?" He said in a mild voice.

Draco gave professor Lupin an insolent stare, probably looking at the patches on his robes, and his dilapidated suitcase. With a hint of sarcasm Draco said,

"Oh, no--er--professer," then he smirked back at his minions, Crabbe and Goyle and walked past professor.

But just once turning back to look at me. With worry.

Huh. I was right after all. Malfoy is after all capable of being worried.

I raise my eyebrows at the retreating figure of Draco and his minions and Hermione, Ron and me, we hurry towards the swarming crowd and join them to the great hall.

After that big talk with Madam pomfrey I waited a bit for Hermione to come out, only to find her really happy about something who was followed by professor McGonagall.

We walked towards the great hall a sea of pointed black hats, and make their way towards the gryffindor table.

As Hermione and I went to our seats which were saved by Ron, I noticed that all the students were whispering among themselves and pointing at me.

Had the story of the dementor attack travelled that fast?

I look at the other tables to see the same thing. Students pointing at him and whispering.

The Slytherin table was instead of whispering seriously were laughing and Snickering. I looked at Malfoy to see what he might be talking about me, just to find him looking at me with a mysterious expression.

Well that's going weird.

"What was that about?" Ron mutters to us.

We explain to him over why McGonagall called us.

And after that tasty meal we go back to the gryffindor tower and spent the night in full laughter.

I went to sleep as the hooded creatures and those blue grey eyes filled with sadness infiltrate my dreams.

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I did it!!!!

Yes!!!

People you have noo idea how much I wanted to write a drarry fanfic!!!!

I don't think it'll be as good as I hope to be but yeah I'm just really happy about writing this story.

This Fanfiction takes place in the third year.

The updating would be irregular due to my other book and also because of my school work which I haven't even started!!! Five months of work...I don't know what I'm going to do!!!?!!!