A/N: Hey everyone! So I have taken it upon myself to totally re-do this story. Here is the re-write for chapter one! I will be editing every chapter I have up so far so be on the lookout for that. I also intend to finally finish the story as well. I am not changing much about the chapters I have up, just some basic editing and plot hole filling. So enjoy and please leave reviews! Updated as of 09/24/2016

Chapter One: Lockets and Love

Harry walked down the corridors sulking about like he had for the past three days. It was winter holidays and everyone was gone. Ron off to his family and Hermione to hers. Sirius came visited him through the fireplace at night when he could, but Harry had little to nothing to do during the day. He wasn't a mean person so he never found fun in tormenting the first years that happened to be slipping and sliding through the snowy grounds. Harry often found himself at Hagrids' during the day or out looking over the icy lake. On this particular day harry had decided to go down to the lake and sit in his newest favorite tree. He had sat under it many times throughout the past years until one day he decided to climb it. It was rather large with hanging branches and about a thousand hiding places near the top. If you were skilled enough to get up there that is. Since the leaves had all fallen from it, it had made a nice place to look at the lake from a higher view point. So Harry trudged along through the snow out to the lake. He paused a moment to debate whether or not to go pay a visit to Hagrid, but he told himself he would go there later on and let Hagrid go about his business as gamekeeper for the time being.

Harry was just about to the tree when he heard a sound. It was soft feminine laughter. Harry kept behind a close tree and peered around it to look down toward the lake. There was nothing that Harry could see from his place behind the tree so he slowly crept behind another tree closer to the lake and kept his ears open for the laughter again. From behind this tree he could now see his tree and discovered that it was already occupied by not just a laughing girl but a male as well. And not just any male either. The one male whom he tried so desperately to avoid all year. Draco Malfoy. Harry decided not to make a scene and go back the way he came and go sulk around in the library for a bit, before he noticed that the girl was Pansy Parkinson. For some odd reason this irked Harry and he found himself glaring at the girl. They must be up to something awful up there he concluded. Probably concocting some sort of evilness against first years or something. But then Draco leaned forward and met Pansy's lips with his own. Harry didn't know why but his heart stopped. It took everything in him not to lunge forward and drag the blonde from the tree. But then Harrys thoughts caught up with the rational part of his brain and his face turned scarlet.

Harry turned and stalked away unbelievably mad at himself for the reaction he had produced. He sulked all the way back to the Gryffindor common room where he plunked down on the loveseat in front of the nice warm fire. It was only around two in the afternoon and Harry didn't have the slightest clue as to what he could do. He could do homework, but that always ended up in daydreams and doodles, and wizarding chess was never fun alone, and Dean Thomas really wasn't much of an opponent. While he was trying to decide on something to do Harry began to doze off right there in front of the fire. Blurred images swam in front of him and he desperately tried to clear his vision so he could focus on one of them clearly. As he fell into a deeper sleep the images became clearer. He was out on the grounds of Hogwarts. Snow was everywhere and he could see the lake from where he stood. Just then his location hit him and he stared up into his tree. There was a figure sitting in the tree but it was too dark to see and the figure had a cloak pulled tightly around him.

"Hey!" Harry shouted up to the boy in the tree but either the boy didn't hear or chose not to answer, so Harry decided that he would climb up there and figure out who it was. He made his way through the ice covered branches and slid up beside the boy. Only a small amount of blonde hair could be seen from beneath the cloak. Harry instantly noticed that the boy was shivering.

"You shouldn't be up here now, it's too cold." Harry said casting a warming charm around them. The blonde boy still didn't respond so Harry gently lifted the cloak from the boys head. As the recognition hit him Harry nearly toppled from the tree. "Malfoy?" Harry stammered. Finally the boy responded. Eyes cold and gray as ice met Harry's own emerald ones. Tears had evidently been falling from them leaving trails of evidence running down the pale boys skin.

"Help me Harry." Harry felt frozen solid. He couldn't move if he wanted to. Here, right in front of him was the Slytherin prince, in Harry's tree, crying his eyes out and asking for help. Harry just couldn't believe it and Malfoy had used Harrys given name! Malfoy's lips looked frozen in their plea for help. No color to them at all. Harry suddenly had the strongest urge to warm them with his own and take away all the problems this boy was dealing with. Harry didn't want to see Malfoy hurt. For whatever reason Harry forgot all his hatred for the pale blonde Slytherin and bent and pressed his lips to Draco's.

They were so cold it was shocking. No living person's lips could be so cold. Or so Harry thought. And then he was falling. Falling backwards out of the tree he opened his eyes to see Draco reaching to try and catch him but Draco was too late Harry hit the ground hard and suddenly everything snapped back to reality. Harry opened his eyes to the rich red and gold colors of the fire lit common room. Harry was gasping for breath as he searched the common room for Ron or Hermione. It took him a moment but he eventually remembered they would still be on holiday.

Harry sighed, stood up and stretched. He quickly made his way to the boy's bathroom to assess what had happened in his dream. He splashed cold water on his face and pressed the back of his hand to his lips where Draco Malfoy's had been just moments ago. Harry gaged and nearly fell over. What in the bloody hell was wrong with his subconscious mind coming up with something like that. Harry slapped himself a few times to get some color to come back to his cheeks and left the bathroom. No one was in the common room so he decided to write to Sirius. When he was done he headed to the portrait hole to the owlery. As the portrait opened the smell of food hit Harry. His stomach growled angrily at his obvious neglect to feed it. Harry decided he could go to the owlery later and headed off towards the great hall. He halfheartedly wondered how long he had been asleep. As he pushed open the doors to the great hall the smell got even stronger. Harry passed a couple first years that were ogling at him and went to sit next to Dean and Seamus.

"You alright there Harry?" Dean asked from across the table.

"Yeah mate we tried to wake you but you just sort of snorted at us." Seamus gave Harry an apologetic look.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just haven't been sleeping well is all." That much was true. All of his dreams were filled with horrifying images that he knew only occurred because he was stressed. And apparently now Draco Malfoy. Harry sighed inwardly and shook his head. He could've gone his whole life without this new addition. Harry loaded his plate with delicious food and started to dig in. He talked with his fellow Gryffindor's about not much of anything until he was stuffed. They were laughing and yawning and making their way back to Gryffindor common room when a strange sight caught Harrys' eye. Sitting all alone at the end of the Slytherin table was Malfoy. He looked even more sour than he usually did. What was weird though was the fact that he was all alone, when all of his closest friends were down the table laughing and having a good time.

"Com'n Harry we're going to play chess care to join?" Dean asked from a few feet away.

"Yeah coming." Harry was just about to pull his gaze away when Malfoy looked up and caught him with his icy cold glare. Harry scowled back and turned away, following his friends up to the common room.

It was almost midnight and the last of the stragglers had gone to bed just as Harry was about to when he remembered that he never went to the owlery to deliver his letter. He bounded up the stairs to the dormitory where he was greeted by the sounds of his sleeping house mates. He dug through his trunk and came up with the marauders map and his invisibility cloak.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good" Harry whispered at the map pointing his wand at it. As footprints and names appeared Harry threw on his invisibility cloak and headed out the door. He quickly scanned the map before heading off towards the owlery and silently hoped that Hedwig wouldn't be out hunting tonight. As Harry climbed the last steps to the owlery he took off the cloak and laid it on the fragile table that was in one corner of the owlery and laid the map on top. He scanned the room for his snowy owl and quickly found her nestled between two light brown school owls who all seemed to be sharing a rather fat mouse.

"Hedwig." Harry whispered to the bird as he stroked the feathers about her beak lightly. She fluttered and looked at him with some measure of annoyance.

"I'm sorry to interrupt girl but could you take this to Sirius for me?" She squawked at him once but finally agreed to let him tie the letter to his leg. She took off after nipping at his finger for another moment or two. Harry turned to grab his invisibility cloak and the map and head back to bed. But just as he picked up the map and read the name that was only a few hairs away from his own he heard the sobs that accompanied the name. Harry knew he wouldn't be fast enough to slip the cloak on so he murmured "Mischief managed" into the map and hastily crammed it into his pocket just as the blonde boy rounded the corner straight into Harry.

"Ooooff get off of me Malfoy" Harry groaned and shoved the shocked boy off of his chest.

"I'm sorr- oh" his words stopped when he realized who he had just knocked over. "Well maybe you shouldn't be in the way Potter." Malfoy scoffed trying desperately to wipe the tear streaks from his face.

"I didn't know it was possible for a Malfoy to cry." Harry spat back knowing this would only enrage Malfoy further.

"It's, it, I'm not crying you prat!" Malfoy turned away from Harry trying to hide his face but in doing so the moonlight illuminated a dark bruise forming on the side of his face. Instantly harry felt bad for egging him on and took a step closer to the blonde.

"What happened to your face Malfoy?" Harry asked honestly curious.

"None of you bloody business Potter" Malfoy spat back at Harry. "Just leave before I hex you."

"Forget it Malfoy, it's about time you got what you deserved." He had just been trying to show a shred of care for the git. With a huff Harry turned and headed towards the stairs. As soon as he was out of ear and eye sight of Malfoy he quickly threw the cloak on and took out the map. He made it back to the dormitories without any further problems. The only problem he had was during his sleep. Harry was back in the same dream as before except this time Malfoy was the one to fall from the tree. And as he hit the ground harry screamed and sat bolt upright in his bed.

"You alright there mate?" Dean asked from across the room.

"Yeah just a bad dream is all." Harry said sitting up and noticing the smell of fresh baked cinnamon rolls.

"Well that's a fine way to wake up on Christmas morning." Dean laughed handing him a plate pilled with rolls. "Merry Christmas mate."

"Merry Christmas" Harry smiled and took one of the rolls off the plate and took a huge bite that filled his mouth with the engulfing sugary cinnamon taste.

Harry went down with the rest of the boys to look at presents and such. It never failed to surprise Harry that he actually had presents. He quickly opened them all and glowed with how many things he had gotten. Ron had sent him a red and gold wizard chess set. Hermione sent him a new quill set with color changing ink. Sirius sent loads of candy and Mrs. Weasley sent a scarlet red sweater with a golden snitch and gold H embroided into it.

"Harry you missed one." Seamus said tossing harry a small emerald green box wrapped in silver string. Harry shook it once half hoping it would be some toy prank from the Weasley twins. He carefully untied the string and took the top off the box. Inside was a shimmering golden chain with a gold locket attached. Harry turned the locket over in his palm revealing the green and silver pattern of the Slytherin crest.

"What's that Harry? An admirer gift?" Dean and Sheamus laughed together at Deans latest joke.

"I'm not sure. It doesn't show who it's from." Harry turned it over and over in his hands trying to figure out who could've sent and why they would send him a Slytherin locket when he was a Gryffindor. Not much later the common room emptied out as all the students made their way down to the courtyard for the Christmas morning snow ball fight. Harry didn't have the heart to throw snowballs at unsuspecting first years. Instead he climbed the stairs back to his bed. He felt absolutely exhausted and he felt he should try and nap so he could look presentable for Ron and Hermione when they returned the next day. They were coming back early from the holiday to make sure Harry wasn't alone for all of it and the last thing he needed was for them to be worried about him. Nibbling on a cinnamon roll in one hand and his new locket in the other Harry lay back on his pillows hoping he could sleep. He fidgeted with the locket trying to find a way to open it. At last, right before Harry was about to give up it clicked open and a folded piece of parchment fell onto his chest. Harry, curiosity getting the better of him, unfolded the paper and read the perfect green inked handwriting.

"Meet me in the owlery at midnight tonight I really need to speak with you. Tell no one and come alone. P.P."

P.P.? Now who the bloody hell could that be? He quickly scanned through a list of names that he knew started with a P that could possibly be in Slytherin house. He only came up with one name.

Pansy Parkinson.

But what could she possibly want with him? In the owlery? At midnight? Harry didn't know but all he did know is he was going to find out why she sent him the locket and what she wanted with him.

Midnight couldn't come fast enough. All day Harry was anxious and on edge. He was grateful that most of his friends were busying themselves with other holiday festivities to notice. It was almost eleven and the common room had just finished clearing out when Sirius's face emerged from the embers of the fire.

"Merry Christmas Harry." Sirius chuckled.

"Merry Christmas Sirius." Harry replied, a wide grin spreading on his face for the first time in a while.

"How's your Holiday? I want to hear all about what you got for presents." Sirius dove into conversation.

"Well just the usual stuff you know but there was one thing that was, well, different." Harry cautiously played his words wondering if he should truly tell Sirius about the locket and who had sent it.

"What was it Harry? Not another invisibility cloak I imagine." Sirius laughed at his own joke.

"No a locket. And not just any locket. It has the Slytherin crest on it. There was a note inside it Sirius. It said to meet the sender in the owlery at midnight tonight. I had planned on going what do you think I should do?" Harry explained in a rush.

"Do you know who the sender is?" Sirius asked worry lines forming on his face.

"yes, she a fourth year, like me, only she's in Slytherin and has never been very fond of me." Harry explained.

"I see, well, do you trust her?" Sirius questioned.

"Not in the slightest." Harry said shaking his head.

"Well if I were you I would bring your cloak and be careful. Have your wand ready in case she leaves any traps or such for you." Sirius advised his godson.

"Right thanks Sirius. Well I better go I wouldn't want to keep a lady waiting now would I?" Harry half joked shaking his head.

"Yes go and remember, be careful!" Harry watched as the embers of the fire went back to normal and slowly got up to retrieve his cloak and the map.

Harry slipped out into the corridors and began to make his way to the owlery. Only once having to pause because Mrs. Norris was patrolling a hallway not far from where Pansy was trying to evade getting caught by Mr. Filch. After Mrs. Norris had gone Harry decided to wait and let Pansy arrive first so as not to have to risk explaining his invisibility cloak to a Slytherin. Harry watched from the bottom steps as Pansy rounded the top corner into the owlery. He quickly pulled off the cloak and stuffed in into his back pocket along with the map. And made his way up the stairs. As he reached the top Pansy stepped out and had her wand pressed against his throat.

"Hello Potter." Pansy smiled a sickly sweet smile at him before lowering her wand.

"Um, hi. So what's up with the locket?" Harry asked cautiously, his hand gripping his wand tight in his pocket. "you don't uhm, I mean, well.."

"No I do not in the slightest like you." Pansy sniped. "In fact, I would rather hex you into the next country than kiss you. And for your information the locket was given to me as a gift by someone who claims to be in love with me. However, I know differently. The person who gave it to me is in fact in love with you. They are just to stubborn to see it. So by giving you this locket I hope that you two could be together." Pansy smirked as she finished seeing the shocked expression plastered all over harry face.

"But since when do you care if I find love or not? And since when were you a lesbian? I thought you loved Malfoy?"

"Potter are you really that stupid? I never said the person who gave me the locket was a girl and I am in love with Draco thank you very much. And that would also be the reason that I have found it in myself to care if you find love." Harry's brain was too slow to keep up with what Pansy was saying but it didn't matter anyway because in a matter of two seconds after she was done speaking her wand was back at Harry's throat. "If you ever think about hurting him in any way shape or form I promise you Potter I will see to it myself that you die slowly and painfully" Pansy nearly growled at him.

"Who?" Harry asked truthfully not understanding her thought process what-so –ever.

"Draco you twit!" Pansy nearly screamed at him. "Now, wear the locket at all times and make sure he can see it. But I warn you Potter, he doesn't know you have it and when he finds out he'll be furious. And you better not utter a word that I was the one who gave it to you. Or I swear to all heavens Potter…" Pansy growled but lowered her wand for the second time that night. Harry just stood there unsure of what to do or say but the only thing he was sure of was that Pansy was a lunatic.

"You are mental right? Draco Malfoy in love with me? You've got to be joking there is no way in all bloody hell that could ever happen. And just how do you even know he's in love with me? Has he ever told you this?" Harry asked eyeing the girl in front of him as though she were insane.

"No Potter I most certainly am not mental. No he has never told be straight out but when he mumbles about you in his sleep and wakes up next to me but calls your name? It really is sort of obvious Potter. And like I said if you ever break his heart I swear I will break every part of your body slowly and in the most painful ways possible." With that the dark haired Slytherin girl stalked out of the owlery and down the steps. Harry was left standing in the cold with his mind whirling. He just couldn't believe it. This had to be some sort of sick joke. There was absolutely no way he was going to walk around the castle wearing that damned locket when it had the Slytherin crest on it when he was so obviously a Gryffindor. Harry quickly flipped the cloak around him and headed back to his nice warm bed in Gryffindor tower. He couldn't wait till Ron and Hermione returned so he would have someone to laugh with about this whole thing.