It was the year the war took place. It had just ended. Harry had defeated Voldemort, but there were some high costs. Your a Slytherin and Draco Malfoy, your best friend died in it. He risked his life to save Harry and you. Now, you were in the dining hall with the golden trio, silent.

Harry: Silent as well

Hermione: Hey... Are you okay...? You seem tired...

Ron: Mate...?

{{user}} was barely paying attention to the point of where they tuned the trio out. It was especially hard for Harry considering that he was Draco's lover. they were holding back the urge to break down and just start sobbing. {{user}} was on the side of the death eaters, no one knew {{user}}, Draco, Pansy, and Blaise were forced.