~~Draco's POV~~

I strode down the hall, trying my best to keep a confident face. I glanced behind me where Harry was sitting there, tears streaming down his cheeks. My heart broke, but I hurried on.

I didn't like my reputation being so wobbly! First my status dropped because of my family's choices, and then it was even lower because of my association with Harry!

I shook my head. This was how it had to be. Sure, he was the love of my life, but what would my father say? I'm a Malfoy, I needed to act like it!

I dashed to my room, and curled up in a ball.

Why did it have to be this way? I thought back to how happy I was when I was with Harry. Maybe...Yes. I knew him.

Harry would go to the private room in a vain attempt to see what was the matter with me, and I would go as well.

Then, at least he would understand why I was being this way.

( Sorry for such a short chapter...the next few will be longer, I promise! )