(A/N)- Hi again! Thanks to all those who reviewed. It feels like such a long time since I updated, but it was only three days ago... it's kind of scary. Anyway... i never thought that seven chapters into this story, that i would only be this far, but i guess i have so much else going on, other than just the relationship between Harry and Draco, that i guess I've justified the extra chapters. I'd planned on no more than eight chapters, but now i'm looking at ten or more... it's kind of scary. Anyway, Enjoy:D


Harry was a bit surprised that there was no one in the common room when he returned. He looked at the clock. It was still rather early, if just past curfew. Where were all the young Gryffindors? He shrugged it off, and went to grab his homework from his bag on his bed. He snatched his bag and headed back to the common room. He sat down, ready for a night of homework done in complete quiet, and found that he had none. He had done it all during the night. He wasn't even aware that he'd done it at all, much less it all. He had absolutely nothing to do, and he was completely alone. He opened Lucius's letter, and read.

Harry,

You really do belong in Slytherin; you would have thrived there. Yes, I did have other plans than just to get Draco away from Voldemort. I wanted him away, and safely, happily in your arms. And it still might happen, if you put all that misplaced intellect to the test.

You must convince of what you figured out on your own. You must find a way to make him believe that I do love him, even though, and especially because he did not accept the Dark Mark. Tell him it was my plan all along for him to refuse. Tell him it was my way of forcing you two together. Tell him I've always known that he had a soulmate, only I did not know who it was until recently. I always had plans to get the two mates together. Then when I found out, I thought 'this will never happen, Harry hates Draco,' and apparently Draco thought this too. Because every summer he would come home depressed. He talked of tormenting Weasley and Granger. I knew the three of you were friends, and I thought it odd that he never mentioned you.

Now I know why. It hurt him so to hear your name mentioned, but it hurt him more to see you, and have to keep up the pretense that he hated you. As I said, he came home every summer depressed, and I just wanted him to be happy. I've always wanted that.

Enclosed is a letter to give to Draco, once you have convinced him to listen. You may read it if you like, but it says nothing more than this letter does, so it is time wasted, when you could be doing things to convince Draco to read what I have to say. And, apparently to realize that he is worthy of your love and you are not lying to him. I am sure that is what he thinks, that you are simply trying to fool him, to lure him into a false sense of happiness, and then pull the plug just to see him drown. Convince him that if the plug is pulled, you will be there to drag him out before he gets sucked under. But you must hurry. I feel he is slipping farther away each passing minute, and if you do not go quickly, you will lose him.

As to your plea to reconcile with my son, I'm afraid it will be short-lived. I fear the Dark Lord will kill me for letting my son go. I gladly accept this punishment, much to the consternation and dismay of Severus Snape. Please try to help him, he will need it to get through my death.-

'Lucius and Snape?' Harry thought. 'I never saw that one coming, but it really doesn't surprise me.'

This is the end, not only of my life, but of my relationship with my son. Please help it end on good terms.

I greatly thank you, and give Draco my love,

Lucius Malfoy

That was settled, He had to convince Draco. Somehow, Harry had to convince Draco to listen. 'Should I tie him up?' Harry smirked at the thought of tying Draco up, and immediately disregarded it. Tying Draco up would only lead to other things, and while Harry wanted that, he did not want it to cloud his intentions in Draco's eyes. 'Should I use the Bond?' Harry knew it was almost impossible to lie through the soulmate bond. He did his homework while he couldn't sleep, but he only had so much homework. He'd done intensive research on Soulmate bonds, and what to expect. He knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that he and Draco were soulmates. Only, now he had to convince Draco as well. 'Well now's as good a time as any; at least we would be alone.'

Harry did not know what to do. He was still alone in the common room. Where was everyone else? It was way past curfew now, and there was no one in the dorms. 'Oh well, no one's going to ask me where I'm going so late, then.' Harry dashed up to the dorm he shared with Ron, Neville, Dean and Seamus, and started to find all of his friends there. Hermione, all four of his dorm mates, Ginny, all of them were in the room. Harry let a surprised "Hi, guys" escape before he grasped what was going on. Intervention. They were here to make sure he went to sleep tonight. They were armed with vials of Dreamless Sleep, acquired from Madame Pomphrey. It was the worst night for this to happen. "Guys, I know you're only trying to help, but not tonight. I need to do something urgent before I go to sleep. I have to go. I need to talk to…" Harry trailed off. He did not want his friends to know where he was going just yet. "Um, I need to talk to … to…" an idea popped into Harry's head, "I need to talk to Snape about continued Occulumency lessons. Right now. I've had a terrible dream. I need to go tell Snape. He would understand." He rushed to his trunk before anyone could stop him, and grabbed his Invisibility cloak. He made a mad dash out of the room, before anyone thought to go after him. And when they did, he was long out of sight.

He really did go to Snape's. He needed to know where Draco was. If he was in his dorm, he needed to know the password to get in. and if Snape did not give him that, he needed Snape to get Draco to come out and talk to Harry. He was outside Snape's door before he knew it. He knocked, and waited for Snape to reply. He knocked again.

Snape still did not answer. He wondered why. Then he realized that it was too late for Snape to be anywhere but his own bed. He sat down, dejected. What was he to do? He couldn't just go back to his bed; he did not want to face the Sleep Mob. Then he realized that they were the reason why there was no one left in the dorm. They'd chased everyone to bed, so they could get Harry alone. It was just the thing that they would think of. It was simple, straightforward, if only a little devious. It was also doomed to fail. Harry would never take the potion, not unless he really needed it, and right now, he was doing just fine. Dreamless Sleep was a hard potion to brew, and it took some very rare ingredients. He did not want to waste it.

He was surprised when the wall behind him fell backwards. Then he realized that he was leaning against the door, and it only opened. He looked up, so see Snape looking around in confusion. He quickly stood, and slid the cloak off. "It's just me, professor." Harry looked at Snape. His eyes were red-rimmed and bloodshot. Harry wondered what had made Snape cry, and then discarded the thought. Snape didn't cry. Most likely, he had just been awoken, and he was still waking up. "Um, Professor, I'm sorry to disturb you at such a late hour, but I really need to talk to Draco." Snape sniffed. Harry thought he was in trouble.

"Five points from Gryffindor for being out so late. Now come in, I'll fetch Draco for you." Harry was surprised, but he waited in Snape's office in silence.


(A/N)- The next chapter should be up soon! And it will be from Draco's POV. we haven't heard anything from him since the third Chapter. I need Character Development! So, Draco it is! Also, why was Snape crying? Or was he? (of course he was, he's sad because Lucius's impending Death. And being a Death Eater, he'll probably have to watch too... Poor Snapey TT.TT)

Anyway, reviews are much appreciated. They do not necessarily make me write faster, because if I'm not on the Internet, I'm writing my story. and i read the reviews after I get on the Internet. I'm lucky I can get on the Internet at all. It hates me until Seven at night. I swear, it's the strangest thing I've ever seen. But these are just excuses. I write all I want, and update when I can. :D... XD Thanks!