This is an idea that I just had to get out. It's a Harry/Draco fic but no slash has been planned for this story yet. I'm thinking of just making it a friendship fic but it may change who knows? *shrugs* Anyway I have to stress that I don't want any flames for this at all. If you don't like the story then don't bother leaving a review ok. However I don't mind getting constructive criticism if I've spelt a name wrong or made some horrid mistake please tell me so I can improve it. Just remember reviews are appreciated and flames will be laughed at.
Disclaimer: However much I want to own Draco and Harry I don't they belong to J.K Rowling so don't sue.
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Chapter 1
If it was one thing that Harry truly despised it was Double Potions first thing in the morning. This class had the nasty knack for ruining Harry's entire day mostly due to the fact that the teacher, Professor Snape, hated Harry with a fiery passion. It would almost be more fun to go up against Lord Voldemort again. Almost.
"I cant get it right." Whined Ron "Look it's a different colour to everyone else's."
"That's because you've heated it up too fast, your burning it, try reducing the heat before you completely ruin it." Hermione somewhat smugly replied. Ron sent her a quick glare before turning down the fire his cauldron was sitting on.
"I knew that." Ron said quickly.
"Sure you did." Hermione rolled her eyes. Harry smiled it was always funny to see those two argue.
"Why are we making this again, its not like were allowed to use it properly." Ron said watching his potion slowly turning the right colour with relief.
"Its for future reference Ron, This potion will be so useful one day, Don't you think so Harry?"
"I guess so." Harry replied stirring his potion to keep it from burning. Today Snape had them all making a very complex powder. Harry had forgotten the name of it but it was capable of transporting whoever used it great distances. It was sort a cross between floo powder and a port key but you don't need a fireplace or any objects to travel with it. The user simply had to sprinkle the powder over themselves then concentrate on the exact location of where they wanted to go. The powder was also a way for those that couldn't apparate to travel with as much ease as those that could. It was extremely useful but also dangerous, as you had to know exactly where it was that you were going or you could be transported to any random place. It was because of this that Snape refused to let any students test the powder at its full strength.
"Now that you have added all of your ingredients, I want you to bring your potions slowly to the boil. Wait five minutes and then add the Wolfsbane, Be careful to add the right amount." Snape said glaring at Neville. "Its how much Wolfsbane you add that determines the strength of this potion, Once it's at a boil stir it occasionally until the liquid dissolves. You should then be left with a white powder at the bottom of your cauldrons. Dry the powder, bottle it and then bring it up front, these potions will be tested next month so I hope, for your sakes, that you do this correctly." Speech done Snape strode off going between the rows of students to criticize their work.
"I still think there's no point to this, I mean this potion isn't even made up to its full strength, what fun can we have if we cant experience its full effects?" Ron grumbled.
"Because it's full effects could send you to Antarctica if you're not careful." Hermione retorted.
"I don't think it's that powerful Hermione." Ron said.
"It is, I read all about it in-"
"No, no stop." Ron moaned clapping his hands over his ears making a pained face. "We don't want to hear all about the latest ridiculously long book you've been reading."
Hermione started in on her 'the values of reading lecture' so Harry tuned out instead focusing on the task at hand. Students were making there way up to the front now placing their carefully bottled powder on the tray by Snapes desk. Harry was just in the process of drying his out when someone roughly ran in to him. Only just managing to keep from falling into Ron, he whipped his head around to see Pansy sneering at him.
"Sorry Potter." Pansy said in a voice that sounded as if she was mocking him. "You were in the way."
"Like hell you were, you were standing behind your desk, how much room does she need?" Ron whispered to Harry as they watched Pansy saunter towards the front of the classroom. Harry shook his head in irritation; he had almost spilled his powder everywhere. Neville was making his way past when Malfoy, who was behind him, gave him a rough shove. Neville shrieked falling forwards letting his bottle fly out of his grip as he flung out his hands out to catch himself as he fell. His right hand unfortunately caught the edge of Harry's cauldron tipping it over. The now dried, and fully effective, white powder flew everywhere.
"Get away from it." Snape yelled from the other side of the room. It was good advice and many students took heed of it, but for Harry and Malfoy it was useless as they both were already covered from head to foot in the stuff. People started shrieking and Snape started yelling but Harry couldn't hear any of it. It was if he had suddenly gone deaf. He felt incredibly lightweight and dizzy and his brain seemed to have gone all fuzzy not allowing any coherent thoughts get through. A quick glance at Malfoy told Harry that he was experiencing the same things. Malfoy looked horrified, he was trying to yell something but no sound was coming out. Harry suddenly noticed that Malfoy had gone eerily pale, almost white. In fact he kept getting paler and paler until he looked almost transparent. * Wait a minute.* Harry thought with a start * He is transparent, I can see straight through him!* Slowly and right before everyone's eyes Malfoy completely disappeared. The last thing Harry saw was Malfoy's silver eyes radiating fear, before his surroundings became unfocused, and his world began spinning like crazy. He couldn't move nor do anything to rid himself of the nauseating feeling. The buzzing in his ears turned to a high pitched wailing scream and Harry had the sudden sensation of his body being roughly pulled in two directions at once, before everything went black...
A pounding headache greeted Harry as he regained consciousness. Opening his eyes Harry could see he was definitely no longer in the potions classroom, in fact he had no idea where he was. Sitting up slowly he could see that he had landed on a bunch of rocks, his sore back and head proved it had been no soft landing either. Wincing Harry managed to climb to his feet using a nearby tree for support and surveyed his surroundings. What he was in looked like an enormous field stretching on either side of him. The grass was nearly as tall as his head and brown in colour. He turned around and saw behind him was the beginning of a huge dark forest, the trees all packed together tightly and reaching up towards the sky. Overall not an inviting looking place.
*Where the hell am I? *
His first thought to that was that he could be somewhere in the Forbidden Forest but no, he didn't recognize anything around him and he had been pretty deep inside the Forbidden Forest before. *So where am I? * His mind repeated. But before he could dwell on it any further he was distracted by a moan no more than ten feet form him in the long grass. Curious Harry slowly approached from where the sound had came from and came across Malfoy lying in the dirt looking a little worse for wear. Malfoy let out another moan and sitting up before finally noticing Harry."Potter?... What the?...What happened?" Malfoy asked rubbing his head. "I've got such a headache."
"I'd say we just tested out my potion." Harry replied dryly. Malfoy stood up and dusted his robes off that were ripped slightly around the bottom.
"Problem is it worked a little too well." Harry continued. "I have absolutely no idea where we are; the only thing I'm certain of is that we are no where near Hogwarts."
"So you're saying that we could be miles from, well anywhere?"
Harry frowned suddenly remembering something.
"I used the right amount of Wolfsbane though, we shouldn't of been transported more than to the other end of the classroom." Malfoy had begun to look guilty at this point, staring at the ground and fidgeting with the sleeves of his robes. Harry stared at him a moment before it finally clicked as to why Pansy had run into him earlier today.
"Oh please tell me you didn't have Pansy slip extra Wolfsbane into my potion." Harry moaned.
"It was supposed to be a joke."
"A joke! A joke! Well it's not much of a bloody joke now is it!" Harry yelled angrily.
"Don't yell at me Potter!"
"All right, all right I guess it doesn't matter now anyway." Harry sighed running his hand through his hair
"What's important now is figuring out what we are going to do." Looking around him again Harry concluded that the field didn't look promising, it just seemed to stretch endlessly not going anywhere fast. It would probably be better to try going through the forest, however scary it looked.
"Come on." Harry muttered to Malfoy marching towards the forest.
"You're going in there?" Malfoy asked incredulously.
"What, you'd rather stay here?" Harry called over his shoulder. He had obviously made a good point because it wasn't long before Malfoy caught up to him and accompanied him into the forest. The forest was no more less intimidating on the inside than it was on the outside. Harry had never seen trees so big before. Only the tiniest bits of light could seep through the cracks in the dense foliage there were ugly black spiders crawling across the forest floor, and they would make a sick crunching noise when stepped on. Harry was actually glad that Ron wasn't here all these spiders would have him in hysterics. Malfoy didn't seem to thrilled about the spiders but at least he wasn't panicking. They continued on deeper and deeper, it was getting darker and darker and Harry could have sworn that he could hear something growling at him as it made its way through the forest. Eventually the pair came to a stop in front of what reminded Harry of a tall tunnel. The trees here had all bent over in an arch, there leaves had grown together blocking out the little light there had been. Harry couldn't see how deep the tunnel went because it was so dark but they really had no other way to go. He started forward only to be stopped by Malfoy who grabbed Harry's arm.
"Why are the trunks moving?" And Harry realised that in fact they were wriggling frantically and hissing as well. Edging a bit closer it became clear that the tree trunks seemed to be wriggling because they were covered in snakes, thousands of them all in different colours with poisoness red eyes.
"There is no way I'm going in there." Malfoy turned around when suddenly one of the snakes reared up and spat a blob of dark green stuff at them. It sailed past Malfoy and landed no more than a couple of inches from Harry's feet where it immediately started to burn into the ground.
"Acid." Harry said quietly.
"What kind of bloody snake spits acid?"
"I don't know but I don't think that we should try and go through there, maybe we should go back."
"I-I don't think that's an option either P-Potter." Malfoy stammered out voiced laced with fear and staring at something behind Harry.
"Why."
"Look behind you." Malfoy said. There was a loud throaty growl and Harry spun around only to come face to face with a pair of blood red eyes...
