AN/ This chapter is well… in the words of BleedingxHeart, it's dramatic.

Warning: This fic is rated M, for use of course language, not suitable for those under the age of fifteen, parental guidance is recommended. Okay sorry, had to put it in there… okay nah seriously, the language has been upped a bit so yeah…

Warning 2: obviously still slash, not going to change for homophobic freaks, and if you have gotten to this chapter and you are against it, well you are strange and probably have a clean room (i.e. insane).

Disclaimer: I own nothing

The Carnival

Chapter 2

"What do you mean you promised him? Harry, don't you remember, he is the bad guy damn it!" Ron yelled, pacing back and forth in front of the fire place. Harry just sat in an armchair and watched his friend coolly, knowing better than to interrupt him in the middle of a rant and rave, although he was getting a little too close to crossing the line, "How do we know that the Ferret won't back stab us in the back and hand you over to the fucking Dark Freak?"

Too far.

Harry stood, faced his friend and looked him straight in the eye, and said with such venom in his voice that Ron didn't even think to try to stop him. "Don't you dare try and criticize him of such a thing, you did not see the torment on his face as he described what he had gone through. You did not see the hope in his eyes when I said that I could help him, for that matter, you did not see the lack of hope and happiness in his eyes before I said I would try. So don't you dare fucking start thinking that he would do such a thing as that!"

Harry glared once more to Ron, then nodded goodnight to Hermione and stalked out of the room and up the stairs to cool off before even trying to talk to the red head. Hermione looked to her friend, shook her head and also walked out of the room and to her bed, leaving Ron alone to ponder what he had done wrong.

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"Malfoy Jr."

Draco stepped forward from the ranks and knelt before his 'lord', his eyes lowered to the ground, said "Yes my Lord?" and waited to see what was to come.

"Malfoy, what information do you have to bring back from your mission?"

Draco lifted his head slightly to look to the hems of the one of whom he was kneeling before and said in a worshipping voice, "My Lord, the time I spent at the Carnival, I saw many Muggles screaming, with others laughing at them. Many children were about; however they were gone by night fall, being dragged away by adults. In the dark things turned into basically, a place for the fools to get drunk and do what ever they want and they forget themselves. There is a lot of violence, sex and drugs."

Voldemort nodded and continued to look down on the boy kneeling in front of him, 'soon, he will be kneeling before me in a much different manner.' "Thank you Malfoy, that will be all, I think that it may be profitable to send you on more of these missions, we shall be able to find out much more valuable information this way."

Draco stood up once more and returned to his place in the circle of Death Eaters around their 'lord'. He could almost feel the eyes of the Insane One following him, and he had to force himself not to shudder in disgust at what thoughts he knew were going through his leader's mind.

By the time that the meeting dispersed it had been arranged for Draco to go to a variety of other venues and learn more of the movements of the muggles. Draco was happy with this, because it meant he had more time away from the place where he is held captive, and if he could get a hold of a certain Hero then he would be able to spend more time with Harry. This thought struck him as he entered his dorm and he smiled happily, and thankfully all those who were in the room just thought that he was happy because the Insane One was happy with him… how wrong they were.

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AN/ short chapter, sorry, but finally edited… again O.o and yet I still find mistakes. Sorry, if you see anything amiss, please review and let me know, or send a message. Thankies. xoxo