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Draco didn't know what to do, he looked everywhere. Nothing. Not a sign of them. Madam Malkin's,no. Fortesque's,no. Honeydukes,not there either. It was both frustrating and relieving at the same time. He wanted to ask for help...but he didn't know what to expect when he found them. Where are they?

Draco shook his head."What the hell am I scared for? I'm a Malfoy!"
He said to himself. "Ah, fuck it. Just because I have that name don't mean shit, I'm nervous as hell."
As he sulked around he wasn't paying attention to what was ahead of him. He felt a skull ringing moment of pain and then a growl.
"Watch where you're going, ferret.!"
Draco looked up rubbing the top of his head.
"Sorry, it's not that I MEANT to run into you, I didn't see you."
He paused. It was Potter and his sidekicks. Having a fight in his mind on whether or not to run away, Draco stood to his full height as if to try and scare them or let them know he was serious.

As he caught their collective stare, it unnerved him. What the hell are they staring at? A few seconds later, he realized they were staring at HIM. He never apologized before, to none of them, yet here he was in front of the three people who he had made their lives a living hell...actually said sorry.

"Umm...err...ahh..." Draco stammered. Way to start a conversation.

"This is real awkward." Harry said running a hand through his hair.

"Yeah...I'd better go..." Draco replied turning away. I don't think I can do this.

"Wait!"

Draco sighed and turned back.
"What Potter?"

He said it with so much casualness in his voice that even Ron looked at him strangely. Hermione just stood next to Harry with her arms folded across her chest as if she's waiting to see what Malfoy was up to.

"What are you doing in Diagon Alley running around like a maniac? I've had four or five different shops telling me YOU were looking for me. How come?"

"I don't know how to say this...but I need your help."

Hermione hmmphed and snapped"How do we know that this isn't some sort of trick? What if he's leading us into a trap set by his DEAR old Death Eater daddy? How...?"

Draco furiously cut her off.
"I don't think it's any of your business but my DEAR old dad died in Azkaban a few months ago! He came to me in one of my dreams and told me to get help, and you were the ones I thought of!"

As Hermione stood in shock of Draco yelling at her, Harry stepped in.
"Why did you think of us? We are nothing to you." It's now or never.

"I may have been a bit of a prat growing up but I have had time to learn from my mistakes. I never wanted to hate you, Harry, my father forced me to look down on anyone who wasn't pureblooded. I never wanted or meant to hurt you, it was a safety net from the constant Crucio curses my father gave me. I couldn't withstand the pain. So understand right now...I never hated any of you."

With the last three words that came out of his mouth, Draco looked at Harry, Ron, and then he stopped on Hermione. His grayblue eyes showing remorse and sincerity. He had meant what he said. In his heart...Draco couldn't hate anybody who didn't deserve it.

Not wanting to look at Draco Malfoy straight in the eyes, Hermione turned hers on Harry as if waiting for an answer to which they would help Draco.

Harry ran a hand through his hair again.
"You didn't hate us?"

"No, It was a mask to cover up my pain. whenever I would say something about any of you (looks at Hermione) especially you My father would say that I was soft in letting a mudblood get better grades than me.(looks at Hermione again) I deeply regret ever calling you that, just so you know.(goes back to Harry) I never liked the word...it caused me great pain to say it. But I had to. I understand if you don't want to help me given the fact I've been an asshole for these 6 or so years, but I mean every word. I'm sorry. Now if you'll excuse me..." Tears welled up in Draco's eyes.  I can't let them see me cry.

As he started to turn away, Draco looked into the trio's eyes one more time. They just stood there and said nothing. Except Hermione, she had silent tears running down her face. He fought the urge to wipe them off her beautiful face.

Harry followed Draco's eyes and realized that Hermione was crying silently behind them. Ron noticed too and offered his shirt. She gave a tearful laugh and wiped her tears on his sleeve. When she was done, she looked at both of them and nodded her head, Ron did the same.

"Okay, it's decided..." Harry began turning back to Draco.

"We will help you because we believe that you are a good man. You showed all of us today that you have a heart. Follow it like I follow mine."

And with that said, Harry and Draco clasped hands as if sealing a pact.
Ron put his hand on Draco's shoulder. " I'll tell you all I know at your house...Harry."

Harry chuckled and they started to walk towards the field near the Shrieking Shack. Harry noticed that they were down one person. He looked over his shoulder and saw Hermione in tha same place she was the whole time. "You comin' or what Herms?"

With a great sob, Hermione ran fullbore to the boys and did something that none of them, especially Draco, would ever forget.

She hugged him.












AN: Sorry about the long wait my friends, editing is a bitch when you got writer's block. I hope you like this chapter because it was fun to write. If any of you readers and reviewers have any ideas to make my story better, let me know...I can take it. Peace, love and nachos. Later.


Disclaimer: I don't own nothin' 'cept the clothes on my back and the gas in my car. Harry Potter and it's affiliates are trademarks of JK Rowling and Warner Bros.

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