Hi everyone, I'm back with another slash Harry/Draco fic. I hope you like it. Like my last one this fic is finished and I will be posting a chapter every few days. I really love writing for you guys as you ROCK!

WARNING THIS IS SLASH AND WILL CONTAIN SOME SEXUAL SITUATIONS OF THE MALE/MALE RELATIONSHIP TYPE. THIS WILL MAINLY BE HARRY/DRACO BUT MAYBE I'LL HAVE SOME MORE ADDED LATER ON WITH REMUS/SEVERUS INCLUDED.

I don't own Harry Potter and Co. I'm just borrowing and not making any money from this.

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Draco Malfoy was walking in the halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry late at night. He had many things on his mind; the first one was a letter that his father had sent him. Lucius wanted him to take the dark mark after he graduated in two months. Draco made a disgusted face as he didn't want to join Voldemort. He didn't believe in killing muggles; he had met some during his summer trip to the U.S. last summer and out of curiosity he had decided to get to know them; he was surprised to find that they weren't at all like his father had told him. They were quite intelligent and were very resourceful. After a few weeks in their company he had become friends with them. He had learned a lot about them and he found their world fascinating. He had experienced movies, dancing in night clubs, muggle shopping malls and had even learned how to cook the muggle way. He wasn't an expert in their world but he knew enough to survive if ever he was forced to leave the wizarding world.

The second thing on his mind was the fact that he had fallen in love with his rival Harry Potter. He knew that he would never have a chance with him. Every time he had seen Harry looking at him he could see hatred in his eyes and lately he couldn't recognize the emotion in Harry's eyes and it scared him. He knew it was his fault for not being strong enough to resist his father's teachings when he was younger but when you've grown up hearing how people were inferior from the Malfoys for a young child it had been impossible for him to know any better. Lucius had been wrong on so many things. Draco had decided earlier that year that he would not take the mark and be forced to fight against the one he loved. He had two things planned; the first was to perform a sacrificial ritual he had found in an ancient tome from the Malfoy Manor library. He had to sacrifice something dear to him to give Harry a boost of magic. He planned to sacrifice his voice thus his ability to use magic. He wanted to give Harry extra power to finally defeat Voldemort. After the ritual he planned to leave the wizarding world and move to Miami with his muggle friends to start a new life where he would try to forget about his impossible love.

He had everything planned out. He would perform the ritual graduation night. Everybody would be busy at the ball so he would have privacy to perform the required spells. Then he would leave the school and make his way to Hogsmead and from there he would fly on his broom to London. There he would use muggle transportation to fly to Miami. His friend Allan would be waiting for him at the airport.

Draco was nervous about the ritual, he knew that without his voice he wouldn't be able to use magic; no voice, no spells. Receiving that letter from his father earlier today had just strengthened his resolve. Draco sighed and turned back towards his dorm; like the other upperclassmen of the school he had his own room which was a good thing since he going to have to brew a potion that he would use during the ritual and he had to make sure that no one else would touch it so that it remained pure.

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The two last months of school passed quickly for the seventh year students. With NEWTS and OWLS exams coming up, everyone was busy studying. Draco still worked hard even if he knew that after graduation he wouldn't be able to use his magic anymore.

Sometimes the old Malfoy would come back and he would ask himself why he would sacrifice so much for someone who would never love him back. Then Draco would remember seeing Harry look like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders and he would tell himself that it would be worth it just to see Harry finally being free to live and be happy.

So the time for the ritual finally came. Draco had been nervous at the graduation ceremony when he spotted his mother in the crowd of parents. After the ceremony was done he asked her if he could please stay at school for one last night. He lied and told her that he had a party planned with the other Slytherins to celebrate their graduation. Wanting to give her son one last night of freedom before he became a servant of her Lord she gave him quick congratulations and left to return to the Manor. Draco breathed a sigh of relief as he watched his mother's retreating back. Slipping quietly into the shadows he made his way back to his room and got ready for the ritual. He dressed in muggle clothes of jeans and a t-shirt since he planned on leaving right after he was done. He placed a spell on his trunk after he had shrunk it. It would return to it's normal size in a week. That would give him enough time to get to Miami before it returned to its original size. He made sure he had all his papers, muggle money and a small bag to carry the things he would need while traveling. He would use his broom up to London then he would get rid of it. He wouldn't need it after tonight.

Draco placed all his things by the door ready to go. It would only take ten minutes for him to perform the ritual and once he was done Harry would be unconscious for at least half an hour while he received the power that Draco gifted him with. Since Harry was at the ball dancing with the others it would cause a commotion when he passed out in front of everybody. It would be the distraction Draco needed to leave the school unnoticed.

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Back in his room Draco lit five white candles and formed a circle around himself using small white stones he had found near the lake; he sat down in a lotus potion in the middle of the circle and drank the potion. Once he felt the effects of the potion he started chanting in Latin. He kept on chanting until a glowing light appeared in front of him. A small ghostly figure appeared out of the light and started talking to him.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy, why have you called on me?" The figure was that of a young woman wearing long white robes.

"I have called you here to have a favor granted." He answered in a formal voice.

"What is this favor?" asked the woman.

Draco took a deep breath and replied. "I wish to give someone a magical power boost. The person I wish to give it to; is Harry James Potter."

"What do you offer in return?" asked the ghostly woman.

"My voice and with it gone I will lose my ability to use magic." Draco was getting nervous (What if she refuses?) he thought.

The ghostly woman looked at Draco for a few seconds like she was searching for something before asking. "Do you love this Harry Potter?"

"Yes I do." Was his simple answer.

"And does he love you?"

"No and he never will." At that admission Draco's eyes filled up with tears.

"Then why would you sacrifice something as important as your voice to use magic for someone who will not return your love?" The woman looked at him with curiosity shinning in her eyes.

"Because I want him to be happy and because I want him to be free to live his life without having to watch out for a psycho lunatic trying to kill him all the time." Then Draco lowered his voice to a whisper. "And because I love him more than even my magic."

The woman took a few steps back and exited the circle of candles and in a hard cold voice she said: "Then your favor will be granted and your sacrifice accepted." She waved her hands and a beam of light hit all five candles before hitting Draco's throat. For a few seconds Draco felt a burning sensation in his throat and when the pain stopped there was a multicolored sphere floating in front of him. The woman waved her hand again and the ball shot out of the room. Draco knew that the ball would fly up to Harry and hit him in the back; then he would become unconscious as he absorbed the extra power.

The ghost bowed to Draco and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Draco took this as his cue to leave. He blew out the candles and hid them in the dresser; he placed the white pebbles in a bag; he would get rid of them outside by the lake; the less evidence he left behind the better. He put on his leather coat, grabbed his things and left the room. He kept to the shadows until he made it to the front door. He could hear the noise coming form the great hall. He quickly left the school walked near the lake and dumped the pebbles on the ground then he made his way to Hogsmead from there he got onto his broom and flew to London.

Five hours later he landed a few blocks from the Leaky Cauldron. He went in and made his way to Gringotts. He emptied his bank account and had his money transferred into a muggle bank in Miami. He gave the goblin a generous tip to keep quiet. After leaving the bank he made his way to muggle London from there he took a taxi to the airport. Allan had made reservations for him on an early morning flight. Draco had only to wait a couple of hours before boarding his plane. During his time he tried to talk and was reassured when he couldn't make a sound. The spell had worked and now Harry was probably about two to three times stronger than before.

Draco watched as more and more muggles made their way to the waiting area for the flight. Allan had explained everything to Draco so that he wouldn't be clueless when he was on his own; the last summer he had traveled by wizarding means. His three muggles friends knew he was a wizard since they had seen him perform magic. It had been and accident that they had seen him and once they got over the shock they had accepted Draco for what he was.

A few hours later Draco was on his plane heading towards the states. He felt like he could finally relax. He enjoyed his flight and wondered how things were going back at Hogwarts.

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During the evening back at Hogwarts….

The night had been going well for Harry and his friends. He was having a great time dancing with his adopted sister Ginny. She had accepted to be his date and go to the ball with him as a friend. Harry had come 'out' to them a few weeks ago but he was not yet ready to go public with the revelation that he was gay. His friends from the wizarding world had told him that it was quite acceptable in their world and that most wizards were actually bisexual. It seems that men could become pregnant with the use of a potion.

His friends had easily accepted the fact that he preferred men in relationships. He had actually been secretly in love with someone during his last year at school. He didn't dare tell anyone that he had been in love with his biggest school rival. Harry had seen Draco look at him strangely all of last year and the blond had also stopped insulting him and his friends. Draco's new attitude had made Harry notice him more and soon Harry had found himself starting to feel attracted to the beautiful blond wizard. Harry had pretty much given up on trying to get Draco to talk to him. Every time he tried to get close to Draco the blond would give him the slip and disappear.

Now tonight Harry was looking around the ballroom trying to see Draco but he couldn't find him. He was dancing with Ginny when he felt something warm hit his back. He felt a lot of pain before his world turned dark and he slump on the floor unconscious.

Ginny let out a scream when Harry paled then passed out. Her screams brought the teachers running to see what happened. Professor Dumbledore stood over Harry and tried to enervate him but then Harry started glowing and the old wizard could fell his young protégé's power getting stronger. He was surprised at what was happening and couldn't figure why Harry's power was increasing since he had already gone through his magical maturity a year ago. The headmaster decided to bring Harry to the infirmary. The nurse pushed everyone out of the room so that she could examine her patient. Professor Dumbledore had been the only one to be able to stay behind. He watched as the nurse scanned Harry to see what was wrong. After a few minutes Poppy stepped back and looked at Albus.

"The power he's absorbed came from an outside source. I don't recognize the magical signature. This isn't a natural occurrence Albus. Someone or something gave him some power. How I don't know."

The witch and wizard turned back towards Harry when they heard him moan.

Harry felt like he had been trampled by a heard of hyppogriph. He blinked a few times then noticed the white ceiling and walls; he was in the infirmary.

"Bloody Hell can't I even enjoy my graduation without winding up in here." He heard chuckling so he placed his glasses on and turned to see the headmaster and school nurse looking at him.

"How are you feeling Harry?"

"Like I've received a thorough beating. Professor what happened? One minute I was dancing with Ginny then the next I felt something burning my back then everything went dark."

"Well, it would seem Harry that you've been given more magical power from an unknown source. We would have to take you to St-Mungos to perform a few specialized tests to see what really happened."

Harry seemed shocked. "How could someone give me more power? Aren't I powerful enough as it is?"

Albus conjured up a chair and sat down before continuing to explain. He often forgot that the young man in front of him had grown up in the muggle world and didn't know all of the secrets of the wizarding world.

"There are many ways to increase ones power as long as your body can accept it and not many can. Obviously this can be done by certain rituals. Some require sacrifices from the caster others require some kind of bond and since you haven't performed a bond with someone then we can pretty much say that you've received this power from a ritual. Usually to give power willingly to someone you must love them unconditionally and most times that person who gives the gift of power must sacrifice something very important if not their life in order for the ritual to work. These rituals are usually considered dark and not many people know about them. Someone out there loves you enough to give you all this power. We will do some scans tomorrow to see exactly what kind of ritual was performed. We probably won't be able to find out who performed it but we will probably get some clues as to who did. I will take you myself to St-Mungos to have healers examine you. We will find out more but for now I suggest that you rest tonight and then we'll leave early tomorrow morning."

Harry lay back down. "Professor, can't I ride the train with my friends tomorrow. It's our last time to do so together."

The headmaster smiled at the young man he considered like a grandson. "All right Harry, I'll have Remus pick you up at Kings Cross and then we can meet at the hospital. Now I think you have a few friends that are worried and want to see you so I'll leave you to your visitors."

A couple of hours later after his friends had left Harry finally fell asleep. Strangely the light burning sensation in his back made him feel safe. He wondered who loved him to the point of sacrificing themselves for him. He knew it could happen; after all that was what his mother had done. He thought of a list of people who were close to him but no one came to mind as to who would have performed a dark ritual.

The next morning Harry was released early as he needed to finish packing so he could board the Hogwarts Express. After he was done he met his friends in the great hall and quickly sat down next to them so that not too many people could ask him questions about last night he didn't feel like answering them.

After breakfast they headed outside to take the coaches that would bring them to the train station. Harry kept on thinking on how he hadn't seen Draco in the great Hall at breakfast. He had wanted to give a final try at talking to the blond but he had been disappointed by his absence.

It was with a heavy heart that he made his way on to the train. He felt sad for leaving the one place he considered home and he felt disappointed that he had lost his chance at speaking with Draco. Ron brought him out of his musing by asking him to play a game of chess. Harry smiled at his friend and accepted. Once again Ron beat him and both boys laughed when Hermione said that at least some things would never change.

The train ride passed quickly; between the girls crying about having to leave each other and the boys making plans to meet in a few weeks to go out drinking, the friends soon found themselves standing at platform nine and three quarters waiting to be picked up. The first to arrive were the Weasleys, Harry hugged Molly who had always treated him like a son. He now called her 'mum' making her feel very happy. Next to arrive at the platform was Luna's father. He came to pickup Luna and her boyfriend Neville. Both young wizards waved goodbye to their friends before passing through the barrier. Then Remus arrived so Harry bid the Weasleys and Hermione goodbye and promised to visit them soon. Harry, Ron and Hermione were going to start auror training in September.

After saying goodbye to their friends Harry and Remus apparated to St-Mungos. They arrived at the main lobby where professor Dumbledore was already waiting for them. They were told to make their way to the fourth floor to the department of spell damage. No less than three healers started examining Harry. They started casting different scanning spells on him. After about two hours they left to discuss their findings and after another hour they came back to the room and sat down to talk with the three waiting wizards.

"Well mister Potter, from the residual magic left in you and the things you have told us about what had happened we've come to the conclusion that you were hit with the 'Sacrifitus Selvius spell' It is a spell that must be performed during a ritual where the caster drinks a 'emorelus potion' while sitting in a circle of light cast by either white or black candles depending on the kind of gift you want to give the receiver. If the candles are white than it is a gift of love, and if the candles are black it is a dark gift like a curse; for the first one the caster must love you and it can't be the kind of love that you receive like a parent's or siblings love it must be pure love like that of a lover or spouse. It must be done at a distance relatively near to the receiver. So this person must have been at the school when they cast the spell on you."

The healer stopped to see how Harry was taking the information he was being given.

"The person must drink the potion and it must have been brewed by the caster using some of his own blood and no one else can touch anything the caster uses in the potion or the effect will be null and void. The goddess of love Aphrodite is said to appear to the caster so that they can request a favor from her. She decides if the sacrifice and the love are great enough to warrant the granting of the favor requested from her. Unfortunately we can't reverse the spell on you or give back what was sacrificed to the caster. Now we have a few clues to give you, one is that the caster must have been inside the castle the evening that this happened; two the caster should have been good at potions since the required potion is quite hard to make, and three the caster was in love with you so it might be someone you know very personally. The spells also needed to be done right before you got hit with it and this means that this person was probably not in the dance hall with you last night; from this you must try and think about who wasn't there dancing when they were supposed to."

The head healer was looking at Harry who had paled a bit during the explanation of what had happened to him. "Now we hope this helps you find out who did this to you. Like I said before this isn't reversible so you are now stuck with all this extra power. You will need to train to learn how to control it so that you don't hurt yourself or others."

Harry and the others left the hospital with more questions than answers. They made their way to Grimauld Place where Harry and Remus sat down at the kitchen table while the headmaster fire called the potion master. A few minutes later they were telling Severus everything that had gone on since last night. The potion master had missed the ball because he had been called to a death eater meeting.

"Well Albus" said the potion master. "There are only three students who have the skill required to make that potion; Miss Granger, Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy. This potion is well beyond the seventh year curriculum. I would probably go with either boy since the book that holds the recipe isn't found at Hogwarts and would usually be found in an old private collection of dark arts books. If I'm not mistaken the book itself is over five hundred years old and is not found in a public library either." Then frowning and looking at the headmaster Severus asked: "Why are you asking me about this potion Albus?"

Harry told him about the findings of the healers. Severus Snape was shocked. For someone to use the potion and the ritual in question meant that they loved Harry with a pure heart. And why would someone give Harry more power, he was already the most powerful wizard in the world; his power level being just above that of Dumbledore and Voldemort's.

The potion master gave Harry a skeptical look. "Of the three students I mentioned I don't think that any of them would have performed the spell. After all the caster has to be in love with you Mr. Potter. If I'm not mistaken Miss Granger is in love with Mr. Weasley and Mr. Zabini is in love with Miss Susan Bones. So that leaves Draco and I don't think that my godson would be in love with you." Snape's sour expression was enough to tell Harry what he thought of that idea. "Besides Draco is supposed to receive the mark tonight. Last time I talked to Narcissa she was quite exited about it and was making preparations for a celebration for Draco's new status as death eater."

Harry was shocked at hearing that Draco was going to be marked. It made him fell very sad for his rival. After they were done talking Severus left stating that he would check both rooms that had been occupied by the two Slytherin boys at Hogwarts. He was going to check if they had left any clues.

Harry didn't sleep much that night; he was thinking as to who would do something like that for him. Who was this mysterious person that was in love with him? The next morning Severus reported that Draco had never made it back home and that when he had checked Draco's room at Hogwarts he had found five white candles hidden inside an old dresser. Harry stood in the kitchen stunned at their discovery…

TBC

I hope you like this first chapter. This won't be a long story; it was just an idea that floated in my head one day. Please review.

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