Halloween was just around the corner, and everyone was getting excited. Well, almost everyone. There was one boy in particular who dreaded the day. As a child, he'd always loved Halloween, but that was before the weight of the day fully crushed him. For it was on this day, that his parents had been murdered, leaving Harry James Potter an orphan forevermore.

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Tomorrow was Halloween, and the Great Hall was already being set up for the occasion. Harry glared at the decorations as he walked in, blaming them for his sour mood. Ron and Hermione noticed his snappy behavior today, and found it best to give him some space for the next few days.

Harry turned around, and walked out of the hall, going to the library before Transfiguration. Meanwhile, Hermione was walking over to Pansy. They had decided to come out to the entire school this morning, but Pansy wouldn't let them make a plan. "It'll be more fun if we wing it," she said. Hermione had just rolled her eyes and grabbed the girl's hand. Now here they were, with no idea of what to do next, and Hermione was mentally smirking. That was, until Pansy stood up on the table, dragging the Gryffindor up with her.

Pansy cleared her throat so everyone would be quiet. A few Slytherins turned to look, but that was it. "EVERYONE LISTEN UP!" Pansy yelled. The room fell silent, and all eyes fell on the two, who were holding hands, standing on a table. Even the teachers were quite interested with the matter.

"Hermione and I are dating," she stated simply, holding up their hands that were laced together. Ron started cheering, but quickly stopped and turned beet red as he was the only one. The room was deadly silent, filled with shocked looks, and one smirk from Blaise.

Ginny stood up from the Gryffindor table. "So are Luna and I."

"WHAT!" screamed an overprotective redheaded older brother. "How dare you tell the whole bloody school before me," he added, a bit quieter. Ginny laughed, and looked over at Luna, who was smiling her beautiful, dreamy smile.

Professor Sprout started clapping, and so did Ron, Blaise, Draco, Neville, Dean, Seamus, and a few other teachers. Little by little, the students joined in, until nearly the entire hall was applauding and cheering. Some gave them glares, but that was to be expected. The four girls blushed, and Ginny hopped down, and walked over to the Ravenclaw table to sit with Luna. Pansy and Hermione got down too, and sat next to Draco and Blaise.

Pansy turned to her friends. "You guys better be nice, and not just to Hermione. Weasley and Potter too." Draco and Hermione held in knowing laughs, and Blaise's cheeks heated a bit, though not enough to be noticeable.

"Why should I be nice to that redheaded git?" Blaise responded, malice lacing his words. Theo turned from the other Slytherin he had been talking too, and gave the boy an amused look.

"Didn't you guys play chess just the other day?" he said, a smirk playing on his lips. Blaise cursed the other under his breath, and Hermione, Pansy, and Draco all turned to look at him in shock, then at Ron a few tables away.

"How do you even know about that?" Blaise grumbled, and Theo shrugged.

"I have my ways. Who won, by the way?"

Blaise glared at his so-called friend, as he said, "The weasel." Draco and Theo laughed, and Blaise went back to his breakfast.

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The next day, Draco didn't see Harry at breakfast at all, or in Charms. After class he walked over to Hermione. "Where's Harry?" he asked quiet enough so that no one else could hear. She turned to him, and sighed.

"He hasn't left his room. I went to check on him after breakfast, and he wasn't doing too well."

"What's wrong with him?" Hermione gave him a confused look.

"Today is October 31...the day his parents..."

Draco eyes widened, the fear evident in them. "Shoot, I need to find him right now." He got up quickly,, but Hermione grabbed his wrist before he could run off.

"Why?" Draco tried to break free, but she had a surprisingly strong grip. Draco needed to find Harry right now, before he did anything rash.

"I just need to. Let me go Granger."

"Not until you tell me why you suddenly need to find Harry right away."

"Is he alone?"

"Yes, we're giving him space Draco, and I advise you do the same."

"Merlin Granger, I thought you were smart! You left him alone, on today of all days!"

"Well of course I did, because I know what he needs, and this is it Malfoy."

"No, this is what he wants, not what he needs. One day you'll realize the immense difference between the two. Now let me go!"

"Give it a rest, Malfoy! You guys have been friends for two months, I think I know what he needs more than you!"

"You don't, you really don't. If you knew what he needed, he wouldn't be alone right now."

"And why is that?"

"Merlin, were you always this stubborn? I can't tell you Granger. Figure it out for yourself."

"Figure what out?" Draco growled at her, and ripped his arm from her grip. He ran out of the empty classroom, and to the eighth year dorms. Luckily, they were on the same floor, so he didn't have to go far. When he reached Harry's door, he threw it opens, and his eyes searched for the other boy. When he didn't find him, he panicked a bit. He quickly made his way to the bathroom in the dorm room, and found the door locked.

He knocked on the door repeatedly. "Harry James Potter, you open that door this instant." The door opened, revealing a sleep-deprived Harry who was halfway through brushing his teeth. Draco ignored this. "Pull up your sleeve," he demanded. Harry pulled it up cautiously, not wanting to touch the tender skin. Draco studied the wrist, noticing nothing new, and he gave a satisfied nod. "Promise me you won't ever do that -he pointed to Harry's wrist- ever again."

Harry nodded, because he couldn't really talk, seeing as his mouth was full of toothpaste and spit. He shoved to blond out of the bathroom, and finished brushing his teeth, before walking back out. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"Making sure you didn't do anything stupid. Besides, figured you could use the company." Harry rolled his eyes, but smiled all the same.

"You have classes."

"Well, so do you." Harry sighed.

"Fine," he said. Draco looked at the Gryffindor.

"You alright?"

Harry shrugged, saying, "Is anyone?"

"Fair point. But really, are you?"

"Yes, I'm doing just great, Draco. My parents are dead, so how could I not be?" Draco sighed, and pulled Harry into a hug. Harry relaxed, not realizing how tense he'd been. This was how Hermione found the two when she walked into the room, not knocking because the door was still wide open.

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