"Are we all just lost stars trying to light up the dark?"

"Did you know?" Harry asked.

Draco's head turned toward him, recognition flaring in grey eyes. He smiled sadly.

"I have for a couple months, yeah."

"Did your friends know?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"They would just give me pity looks and be all sorry for me and I can't do that."

"Are you going to die?"

Draco hesitated. "No. I won't let myself die."

Harry sighed. "What kind of cancer is it?"

"Leukemia."

"It sounds awful."

"It is."

"Are you allowed to leave the hospital yet?"

"Yeah. My parents should leave to get me in about a half hour."

"Leave to get you? Are they just chilling at home?"

"They have other things to do."

"Tell them a friend took you home."

"Why?"

"Because I'm taking you out."

"Like a date, or like friends going out?"

"Whichever you're comfortable with, although date is the goal here."

"Date it is. I'll text my mom."