Draco's P.O.V.

I couldn't go back to the Slytherin dorms. Not after last night. Late after our day at Hogsmeade, I snuck into my dorm, and grabbed all my stuff. I ran to the Room of Requirement, I thought of how I needed a place to sleep, and the door showed up. I walked in, and saw a big comfy bed. ( A.N.aren't I soooo subtle?)A dresser and a full length mirror. On the other side of the room a small door, I assumed, led to the bathroom. There were fresh sheets on the bed, and big fluffy pillows. I flopped down, and lay  there.

Mikayla's P.O.V.

I talked to Draco after Hogsmeade last night, and he mentioned going to the Room of Requirement. So I walked to the tapestry of that guy trying to teach trolls how to do ballet, and thought of how I really needed to talk to Draco. The door opened, and I saw Draco laying on this big fluffy bed, crying. I tiptoed over to the bed, and sat down beside him. He looked up and saw me. "Wh-what?! I wasn't," he stuttered, wiping tears from his eyes, "I wasn't crying. I'm fine." "No. you're not fine," I said, laying down beside him, "what's wrong?" I turned his head toward me, and kissed him. "My father," he sputtered, "he'll never treat me with respect. He only cares about blood purity. He'll never talk to me again. Even my mother couldn't soften his heart." "Well," I whispered, "if they don't accept you, for you, are they really worth your attention? I know you should never turn your back on family, but if they can't accept the Draco I love, they aren't worth your time." He looked at me and smirked. "You said you love me. " "Well, I did say that, didn't I. Just so you're aware, I meant it."