Harry creeped through the dark halls of Hogwarts, his quiet footsteps echoing through the hallways. The invisibility cloak was wrapped around him, the slight ripple of the air the only sign that anyone was there. Nightmares had plagued Harry's sleep, Sirius's death still flashing through his head. Harry had given up on getting any sleep and decided to take a stroll through Hogwarts. The halls were deathly silent, unlike the bustling noise they were filled with during the day.
It's all your fault Harry. You're the reason I'm dead. Your father must be so ashamed of you. You are nothing like him.
Harry shook his head, trying to get rid of the accusations, but the voices still filled his mind. They were so loud that Harry didn't hear the growing footsteps behind him. A voice penetrated the thoughts that ran through Harry's head.
"Petrificus Totalus!"
Harry's limbs snapped together, and he fell to the ground. He landed on his arm which gave out a sickening crack. Harry felt the cloak get pulled off him and he was rolled onto his back. Blonde hair and grey eyes greeted him.
"An invisibility cloak. I always wondered how you never seemed to get caught." Malfoy said, examining the cloak.
Harry glared at him, his arm throbbing in pain.
Malfoy chuckled. "And they thought I couldn't do it. They thought I couldn't kidnap the famous Harry Potter. But here you are. How pathetic."
Malfoy kneeled down beside Harry and clutched his arm. Harry couldn't do anything but hiss in pain.
"I wonder how your friends will react when they find you missing." Malfoy smirked. "Too bad the Dark Lord wants you dead, we could have been good friends."
Malfoy stood up and pointed his wand at Harry. "Don't worry now, I'm sure your death won't be quick."
"Stupefy!"
The last thing Harry saw was point of Draco Malfoy's wand.
"He's not here."
"What do you mean he's not here?" Hermione asked, annoyed.
"I mean he's not here. He's not in his bed, or the common room. His robes are still in his trunk and his invisibility cloak is gone!" Ron said franticly.
"Surely you just misunderstood. He probably woke up early and went down the Great Hall before us. Get ready and we'll go look."
"Fine." Ron mumbled.
The two walked into the Great Hall, searching for Harry. But Harry's mop of black hair was nowhere to be seen. Ron stormed up to the Gryffindor table.
"Okay, the jokes over. Where's Harry."
"I haven't seen Harry since last night." Neville said. "He wasn't in his bed when I woke up."
"This isn't funny guys. Where is he!"
"Ronald Weasley! Clam down. Maybe he went down to visit Hagrid." Hermione mentioned, but her face had paled, and her hands were fidgeting.
"But Hagrid is right there!" Ron said, pointing up at the staff table.
Hermione's face paled even more.
"Maybe we should talk to Professor McGonagall."
The two Gryffindor's rushed up to the staff table, interrupting McGonagall in the middle of a conversation with Professor Snape.
"What ever do you need?" McGonagall asked, irritated.
"Harry's not here. He wasn't in his bed this morning, he isn't in the common room, and he isn't at the Gryffindor table." Hermione said.
Seconds after the words left Hermione's mouth, Blaise came up to Professor Snape.
"Draco's gone missing."