If anyone is looking to beta a Harry/Draco fic I would greatly appreciate it if you would email me.

Summery: Harry/Draco Slash. If I betray them and the Light turns me away I will be killed Draco doesn't really want to go to the dark side but he is afraid that the light won't accept him. Will he take the chance? And why does he all of a sudden care what Potter thinks about him?

Warnings: Slash, and rated R for a reason. nuff said...

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter characters, period.

However, the first few paragraphs are copied directly from OotP. I know you aren't supposed to do that but I wanted the story to start there. And yes I know that in the book Harry & Co. had turned Draco into a slug thing but I'm choosing to ignore that and the fact that Sirius is dead.

So, in this fic Sirius is alive!

'indicates thoughts'

>>>>>>>>Chapter 1>>>>>>>>

Hogwart's Express

"Hey, Harry," said Ron, nodding toward the glass window onto the corridor.

Harry looked around. Cho was passing. His and Cho's eyes met for a moment. Cho blushed and kept walking. Harry looked back down at the chess board just in time to see one of his pawns be chased off its square by Ron's knight.

"What's - er - going on with you and her anyway?" Ron asked quietly.

"Nothing," said Harry truthfully.

"I - er - heard she's going out with someone else now," said Hermione tentatively.

Harry was surprised to find that this information did not hurt at all. Wanting to impress Cho seemed to belong to a past that was no longer quite connected with him. So much of what he had wanted felt that way these days. ... The week that had elapsed since the incident at the ministry seemed to have lasted mush longer: It stretched across two universes, the one before the war and the one with the war. He still couldn't grasp the idea that it had really started now.

Another boy, several compartments down, was also not able to believe that this was it. He was finally going to be forced to choose. He really had no clue what he would do when his father told him it was time to receive the Dark Mark.

He ran his hand through cornsilk locks and sighed.

'Lucius will never let me make a choice. I'll have to just run away... Wait, when did I decide I didn't want the Mark...'

"Draco," hollered Crabbe.

Draco winced at the intrusion on his thoughts. "Yes, Vincent, what is it?" he said with a strained tone.

"Do ya wanna play some exploding snap with me and Greg?" Crabbe asked excitedly.

'Why must Lucius insist that I be around these imbeciles?'

"I'm not going to answer that," Draco replied as he stood to go for a walk.

An evil smile spread across his pale features. 'Maybe I can go get Potter all hot and bothered.'

As he strolled toward the end of the train laughter began to fill the corridor. He began to walk to the sound, because it was so joyous and carefree. He longed to feel anything like that. All of his life had been darkness and hatred.

He finally found the compartment that the laughing was coming from.

'Of course, it just had to be Potter. Do I really want to spoil his fun? Merlin knows he has precious few moments like this... What the fuck am I doing! Who cares if Potter is happy... Well, obviously I do... Christ! I must be going crazy!'

That was when Harry looked up from his own game of exploding snap with Ron. A pair of silver eyes locked with his and it sent a shiver down his spine.

'Damn! What does he want!'

Then Ron noticed Draco standing at the door and scowled.

"Eff off, Malfoy!" Ron snarled.

Draco suddenly realized what he was doing and darted off back down the corridor.

'Shit! That was real smooth Drac! What are they going to think of me now? WHY DO I EVEN CARE!'

Draco found an empty compartment and slid the door open. It had an odd smell.

'Well, I guess I'll always have my own spot. This place must always be empty, smells weird...'

He managed to let his thoughts trail and began to become immune to the stench as the time passed.

'I wonder what Crabbe and Goyle are doing right now? Probably beating each other... I really should be worried that I can carry on a whole conversation with myself. Well, I am the only person I can really talk to...'

Draco sighed and the train began to stop.

So, that was really short but it is late and I have school tomorrow. I will try to put up another chap by the end of the week but I just had surgery and missed some school so I'll have extra work to catch up on. So, if not by Friday then defiantly Sunday.

Thnx Savannah