A/N Ok everyone! As promised, no cliffhanger in this chapter, and it's longer! Yay for me! Anyway, I hope you enjoy, and please review!

*Update: Thank you to Danie-Lee09 for the spelling on Veritserum. I owe ya!

I spun around. I thanked whoever was watching over me that I wasn't yet too drunk to still be in touch with my reflexes.

"Lucius. How did you get here?"

"My dear son is very easily convinced."

Great, Draco had betrayed me to his father. I should have known.

"He never bothers to check if his pets are really animagi."

I thought it over. I was slower than normal because of the alcohol. "So you were Kurri all along?"

"No." He sneered. "I killed the dirty thing two years ago."

Everything clicked for me. Draco wasn't a playboy. He hadn't cheated. He meant everything he said to me that night when I threw him out. I felt an overpowering sense of guilt. I hurt Draco because I wouldn't listen.

"Yes. Now you have hurt my son and he will never know what happened to his precious lover. I went and watched him for a bit. I thought about killing him, but I want him to have to live with the fact that his boyfriend is dead."

"You're sick and twisted."

"I know. I'm so glad you noticed. I've been working on it for so long!" Lucius' smiled was deranged. "And now I'm going to kidnap you and continuously torture you until you die. "

"You were Kurri that day. You tried to kill me then!"

"Yes, and thank my Dark Lord that I did. Otherwise you would keep healing yourself after my torture. Now, we couldn't have that, now could we?"

"You could have been such a powerful wizard. Now you're just corrupting yourself. Why did you run to Voldemort? You could have had all the power in the world, now you have practically none."

"YOU KNOW NOTHING OF THE POWER OF THE DARK SIDE! WE ARE MORE POWERFUL," I let him carry on while I silently found the letter I had written during the war with Voldemort. It basically said that I had been captured. It was addressed to Hermione and Ron, but I quickly changed that to Draco. I filled in the blank I had left for my captor's name, and added a P.S. at the bottom. I did this all with magic of course so that Lucius wouldn't know what I was doing.

The letter was visible to only the intended reader and anyone he showed it to. I only hoped my P.S. would make him understand.

***

Just as I was about to cry myself asleep, there was a tapping at my window. I looked, but there was no owl. I thought it to be someone in another room; I was at the Hog's Head after all, so I tried to ignore it. Then, I heard someone say my name. I thought I was imagining things until I saw a white object floating outside my window. I quickly let the thing in before someone saw.

I carefully unfolded the letter, hoping it was from Harry.

My heart leapt when I saw his handwriting.

Then the words registered.

Draco,

I am being taken by Lucius. I need you to help me. This paper will be connected to me and will give you directions. Hurry, please, don't hurt yourself. Please help me.

Harry

So he kicked me out, and still expected me to save his butt. I shook my head and threw the paper in the fire.

Then I saw the P.S. I quickly grabbed the parchment, but it was singed in places.

P.S. Draco, I understand. I am so sorry I wouldn't listen to you. Your father--Kurri. He fed me lies, and I was all too ready to believe him. I am-- sorry, and I understand if you never want to hold----, but I am begging for your fo----veness. If I get out of this mess alive, I will throw myself to my knees and beg you to forgive me. I know sorry is never enough, but it is all I can give for now.

I wish I could write novels of how sorry I am, and what I will do to make it up to you, but I can only keep him ranting for so ---ng. If you ignore this, wel--- I don't blame you, then I want you to know that I --- you, and that I am so sorry. Goodbye, if that is the case.

I melted. I knew I had to save him. I looked over the P.S. one more time, this time noticing something I had missed before.

The fire had burnt out the word 'love.' How very appropriate. Even in a possible death letter, I still didn't get to hear/read Harry say he loves me.

I apparated to the Ministry again.

"Can I help you?"

"I need a team of Aurors to help me!"

"Name?"

Why was she so calm?! "Draco Malfoy."

I saw her tense up, but she nodded. I thanked Harry silently for pardoning me. "Why do you need said Aurors?"

"Lucius Malfoy has captured Harry Potter! I-We need to get him from there as soon as possible!"

"Your father kidnapped Head Auror Potter?"

I growled. "That monster will never be my father. Get me some Aurors right now!"

The woman nodded and spoke into a device on her desk. "Can I get a team of Aurors to the front desk?"

I finally relaxed a bit. Help was coming.

I tensed right back up again when I felt something against my neck. Someone had bound me. "What's going on?"

"You are under arrest for Death Eater activities and threatening a Ministry worker. Anything you say can be and will be held against you in a court of law."

I relaxed, knowing that struggling would not help my case. "Will you please listen to me? Someone will die if you don't."

"People die every day, Mr. Malfoy."

"He's not supposed to die. Would you really risk your Head Auror's life?"

"Head Auror Potter is in trouble?"

"Yes. I need you to save him, please. I don't care what you do with me, just please save him and tell me that he is okay."

"This is very serious."

I wanted to scream out and question why he was still standing here then, but I didn't. I knew it wouldn't help anything.

"Will you repeat your statement under Veritserum?"

"Yes."

"Will you submit to questioning?"

"If it will save Harry's life, then yes."

"Very well. You will be put into a holding cell while we question you, and all during the rescue. Auror Potter will decide your final fate."

I nodded. "Let's get this over with."

I was taken into a cell and dosed with Veritserum.

"What is your first and last name?"

"Draco. My last name was Malfoy." I heard myself say in a monotone.

The Auror looked confused but nodded and continued. "What is your relationship with the Head Auror?"

"I love him."

I saw the questioner's eyebrows disappear into his hairline, and shift from side to side. I rolled my eyes. "How do you know where he is?"

"I got a letter from him. He told me he was being kidnapped, so he sent it to me."

"Where is he?"

"I don't know. He told me that the letter he sent would give directions to me." That was stretching the truth, but as long as I perceived it as true, it was. I didn't want anyone to read what he had written. That was for me only.

"So you must come with us?"

"Yes."

"Alright." The questioner gave me the antidote, and I swallowed it gratefully. "Come with me. If what you say is true, you will know where Lucius Malfoy has taken Head Auror Potter, correct? Do you really need the directions?"

"Yes. Not until we get to Malfoy Manor" I knew exactly where Harry would be. The very same place I had been tortured.

"You will be required to wear these cuffs if you are going to come with us."

I hated it, but I nodded. "Please. We have to leave soon. Lucius will have had plenty of time to torture him already." I forced the words to come up. I was sure they sounded choked.

"Of course." The Auror put his wand to his throat. "All members of Head Auror Harry Potter's first squad, please come to the front door."

I looked at him questioningly. I knew, that as Head Auror, Harry would have had to have more than one squad. Plus, the man had said 'first'.

"The squad that Auror Potter will most likely trust. He may be traumatized."

I nodded. Maybe this Auror did have some sense. "Are you part of this squad?"

"Yes."

By then, all the Aurors were there. "Grab on!" The surrounding Aurors all grabbed onto the man who talked to me. He turned to me. "You have to apparate us there. It will not take any more of your energy than apparating normally."

I nodded, closed my eyes, placed my bound hands on the Auror's, and apparated to Malfoy Manor.

Once we were there, I opened my eyes and pulled out the letter. There was suddenly a large red arrow on the page. "This way."

***

I felt the connection to the letter dying, and I knew Draco had refused to save me. A part of me died then. I knew, by the end of the night, I would be gone from this world.

Lucius walked in and smirked at me. He wasted no time talking and threw the Cruciatus Curse at me. He held it continuously. Each and every one of my nerves was on fire. I was being slowly ripped apart from the inside out. Then, when I thought it could be no worse, Lucius pulled out another wand, and suddenly, there were fresh cuts and gashed all down my body. When Lucius stopped that curse, the Cruciatus was doubled. Then, he pulled out a knife.

I recognized the knife. When I had healed Draco, I saw it. I had to know what the object was before I could heal it. Now, I was about to experience more than just seeing the weapon.

Eternities later, when I thought I couldn't handle it anymore, I felt something new, something that I thought I would never feel again.

I felt hope. I knew Draco's presence nearing my own. The letter was guiding him.

I sent some of my power to the letter to fix the burnt spots.

And then, in a sense of relief, I blacked out, oblivious to everything but the pain.