Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter franchise in any shape or form. If i did, the movies wouldn't be rated PG13. I am just going to say this once, this will be SLASH people, boy on boy action. A lot of it if i can help it. If you don't like that type of thing, you shouldn't be searching for any Harry/Draco fics. This will be a long one, so let's get to it.

Chapter 1

Battles were erupting all over the castle grounds as Severus Snape hurried through the courtyards, dragging Draco Malfoy behind him. Snape spared his godson a look, slightly worried about the silenced young man. Draco's face was paler then usual, his hair in disarray with a lost look on his face. Snape sighed and turned back to the situation at hand. The scene on the astronomy tower replaying itself over and over in his head.

"Please Severus...please..."

Dying words from an old man who had trusted him when no one else would. The only person in the world who believed he could learn from his mistakes and entrusted him with an important task, one vital to their survival. But he knew no matter what happens, he will never get the sound of that voice out of his head, or that pleading look, begging him to put an end to it. He lost his grip on Draco's arm when he tripped slightly over the uneven grounds. Severus uttered a curse under his breath, hoping to get out of the castle without any interruptions. He reached back and found his hand closed upon empty air. He turned around and found Draco starring at him in confusion.

"Wh...what happened? Where are we?"

Hiding his relief at his godson's return to reality, he turned fully around. "Good of you to join me, Mr. Malfoy."

Severus watched as the mask slip into place. Gone was the scared young man who just moments ago held a shaking wand at his chance of salvation and replaced with the perfect Malfoy heir, the Slytherin ice prince.

"Do no speak to me as if I was a child, oh godfather of mine," sneered Draco, running a hand through his hair to smooth it back into place. He tugged on his clothes to straighten them and gave Severus a cold look.

"Whatever you wish, Mr. Malfoy," said Severus with a mocking bow at the young man. Ignoring the rage building in the blonde's eyes, he continued, "we should leave his place as soon as possible."

Draco took a deep breath, trying to get his temper under control. He gave a curt nod to his godfather and followed the older man in silence.

Harry dodged another spell and fired a expelliacmus in the direction it came from before looking around wildly. After the events of the astronomy tower, he found the spell placed upon him was broken once Dumbledore fell over the edge. He had raced to the edge, hoping for it all to be a really bad dream, or that he would be safely on the ground, looking up at him and offering those damn lemon drops. But all he saw was Dumbledore lying there lifelessly, body at odd angles. Then anger overtook him and he raced down the steps and emerged onto the grounds. But his delay let his targets escaped. Harry closed his eyes and let his magic work. He didn't know how it was done, but his magic located the trail of Snape's magical signature and Harry set off in that direction at a run. Later when he explain this to Hermonie, she should tell him that it was kind of like a magically tracking device, that he willed his magic to be able to distinguish each person's magical signature and he only focus on one. He would be told that it was very advance magic, usually taught in Auror training, and that many of them couldn't use the technique very well, often mixing up the signature of their targets. Ron would look on in amazement and the twins would thump him on the back in congratulations. At the moment tho, Harry raced towards the Grand entrance when he saw them, Malfoy's blond hair acting as a beacon in the dark.

"Immobulus!"

Malfoy stopped in his tracks but Snape sidestepped the spell just in time to feel it whizzing him by. He gave an annoyed sigh before turning around and taking the spell off Draco.

"How may I help you Mr. Potter," he said with his customary sneer and a glare. It was a glare reserved solely for Potter, one of contempt mixed with respect and something else. He simply doesn't like the boy based on the fact his father was the damnable Jame Potter, the ring leader of the little group who used to torture him when they were still in school. He didn't need any reasons other than that and the fact that Harry looked exactly like his most hated nemesis didn't help. But his eyes, they remind him of the one person who was kind of him in school, Lilly Evan. Severus was never nice to her, he held her in the same regards as James Potter, but she never gave up on him. She would always greet him with a smile, her green eyes sparkling with warm. Even Potter and his little group acted nicer whenever she was around. Those eyes, and Harry inherited them. He can never completely hate the child just for those eyes alone. The respect part was simple. The Dark Lord has been trying to kill this boy since he was a child, and now at the age of 16; this boy, no young man, is not only still alive, but has managed to be strong enough to try to fight against the person who has single handedly ruined his life. He turned and face the wand pointed at him.

"I'll repeat, how may I help you Mr. Potter," stated Snape while lowering his arm and slipping his wand into his hand.

Harry look stunned for a moment, not expecting the professor to speak to him so civilly. Then reality hit him and his raised his wand at the ready, his scowl in place.

"What do you think I want?"

"Unfortunately, I am not a mind reader. So if there is nothing else, we really should be on our way."

The way that Snape spoke, as if they were discussing the weather instead of talking about the ending of a human life pissed Harry off more than he thought possible. He realize Snape has managed to attain a new level of vicious and is definitely making his way higher on Harry's list of people to torture and maim.

"We are talking about your spell on the astronomy tower which killed Dumbledore, ringing any bells?"

Harry had the pleasure of seeing that superior look sliding off of Snape's face. But it only slipped for a second, only to be replace by a a colder look. With a sneer, he gripped his wand tightly while sliding in front of his godson.

"Do not speak as if you understand anything, Mr. Potter," said Snape with a condescending voice.

A look of disbelieve pass through Harry's face. A low growl showed his displeasure and the fire in his eyes make them look alive. "Do not speak to me as if I was a child, sir , I know what I saw."

"As what was it that you saw exactly?"

"I saw you and Malfoy there," Harry pointed his wand at Draco, who could only be partly seen with Snape in front of him, before training his wand once again at Snape, "up on the astronomy tower, facing an old man would could barely talk, let alone defend himself. I saw him give Malfoy a chance to walk away, then you came along and killed him."

"Riveting," replied Snape dryly.

"Shut up, how dare you talk about it like nothing," screamed Harry, his magic leaking out and surrounding him, "he was the only one who trusted you, I knew you couldn't be trusted. Ex death eater my ass."

For the first time since the encounter, anger flashed through Snape's eyes. "Do not presume you understand anything about me or mine, Mr. Potter."

"I saw you with my own eyes. What are you going to tell me now, that it wasn't you? That it was some other greasy haired bastard who could pass for your twin? Or was it someone using a Polyjuice potion? But if I remember from your lesson, professor, you can't cast an unforgivable under it's effects."

"There is that Potter arrogance shinning through once again. But it is nice to know you pay some attention in my class."

Harry growl softly at the jab at his father while Malfoy smirked. It always amazes him how well his godfather can conduct himself in any situation. Harry's magic has completely surrounded him and was giving his eyes and unearthly glow. It was turning Draco on way too much for comfort. He shifted slightly behind his godfather who thankfully had all of Potter's attention. As discreetly as possible, he reached inside his robe and adjusted himself before smoothing his robe.

Harry was in his own world, his fury for Snape about to explode when he felt eyes on him. His gaze shift slightly and landed on Draco Malfoy. But this Draco Malfoy was different from the one he has known since 11. He was still the same stuck up bastard he has always been, that sneer still attached firmly on his face, but he was look at Harry with a gleam in his eyes. Like a child finding a new toy he really wants to play with. He felt something, like a warmth gathering in his lower belly, an emotion he was not familiar with and definitely didn't expect to get from Malfoy. With his attention diverted, his wild magic receded and his wand dropped slightly.

"Expelliarmus!"

Snape took the opportunity and disarmed Harry. While he was looking around wildly for his missing wand, Snape casted an disillusionment charm on himself and Malfoy, letting them blend into their surroundings.

Harry sighed deeply once he saw Snape and Malfoy disappeared before his eyes. He knew what the charm does and knew that there was no one for his for find them without help. He went on searching for his wand before he remember he was a wizard.

"Accio wand!"

He stared at the wand that just flew into his hand. With another sigh, he shoved it into his back pocket and set off to find his friends, wondering how to explain why he let two death eaters escape.

A/N: This story came from reading too many fanfictions. The plot bunny just keep hopping around and would not leave, I keep seeing it everywhere. It will be long, you can probably tell from the title.