Blood the Darkest Shade of Black

by Blacksoul98

Young Harry runs away at the age of eight from the Dursleys. He then meets a group of interesting people called the Blackbloods, who introduce Harry into the world of magic. So, when Harry gets his Hogwarts letter he shocks the whole Magical World to the core. During this time he meets young Draco Malfoy, and of course his family of Bloods is behind each step of the way.

14. Chapter 14

I don't own Harry Potter. I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while, I've been busy with exams and life. So, please enjoy the chapter. I would also like to thank Evenjelin for helping me with the German parts. Thanks! Your amazing, Evenjelin.

Chapter 13

Draco sat on his bed and was looking at Harry's bed with dejected eyes. The dark haired young wizard was laying his bed; not even giving a glance at Draco's way. It had been happening since the day he had humilated Theodore Nott. The boy had gotten his confidence back, but he still stuck by his friend's side. This caused him to be a target for many Slytherins.

However, it quickly ended. Flint, the Quidditch captain for Slytherin, had gotten Theodore by himself when Harry went to use the bathroom. He had gotten him cornered and was about to beat him in the common room. Draco had only stood there looking on with a blank face. Harry had came into the common room with a muderous look on his face. He walked up to Flint and tapped him on the shoulder politely.

The fifth year had turned to sneer at the first year and had snapped,"What you do you want? Can't you see I am busy?"

He had been about to turn around and beat Theodore, but Harry had reached out and gripped the sixth year by his robes. He then proceeded to drag the older student down to his level. Green eyes glowed with anger, and Harry leaned close enough to whisper into Flint's ear.

No one knows what was said, but it made Flint red in the face and he jerked away from the first year in anger. "Why you son of a bitch!" roared the Quidditch captain. " I'll beat the ever living hell out of you and we'll see if you say such a thing to me again!"

Harry only raised on eyebrow and met the other boy's stare without care. Finally, he spoke. Draco stiffened at hearing his friend talk. He hadn't spoken a word to anyone at all since the Humilation, and that included Draco. He only whispered softly to Rosa and Theodore. The only thing Draco would hear from him now would be his soft breaths when he slept in the night. Don't get Draco wrong. He had tried to talk to Harry mutiple times after the accident. It was all in vain. Nothing helped him get Harry to talk to him. He would only sigh in annoyance and walk out of the room without even glancing over his shoulder. Draco had never felt so miserable in his life.

Blaise, of course, tried to make him feel better. He would help him make fun of Gryffindors, and help him with the homework that he didn't understand (which if Draco was honest with himself it was the other way around). Anyway, Harry had slowly said, his voice rough from not being used much,"Try me. Just remember that anything I do after is for self defence only."

Flint only scoffed at the threat and banished his wand out from his robes. A red light flew from his wand, and Harry only leaned to the side dodging it entirely. Then, Harry didn't draw his wand, however, he reached forward quickly and grasped Flint's arm. Yanking on it he made Flint stumble toward him and threw a punch his way. It hit the older student straight in the face, and made him fall to the floor. Harry let go of his arm and watched as the fifth year crumbled toward the ground. It had only took one punch to take him down.

Harry looked up from underneath his hair and glared at the rest of the Slytherins, daring them to try anything. None moved a single muscle. Draco was positive that none of them breath. Green eyes glanced at each Slytherin studying them, and what seemed to be looking into their souls. When, they finally landed on Draco, they stopped for a second. The dark haired boy seemed to open his mouth a little to speak, but then quit. He had then looked over his shoulder and said, to Theodore,"Come on, Theo. I want some tea."

Then, he had left the common room his head held high, like nothing was wrong. That was the last time Draco had heard his old friend speak. Now, Draco sat on his bed watching Harry just lay on his bed. He opened his mouth to speak, but found that no words could come out of his mouth. So, he closed it and shook his head sadly.

"You need to find a hobby," stated a low husky voice. Draco stiffened and looked up in shock. Harry was staring at him from the corner of his eye. His expression was completely blank, but Draco found he didn't care about that. Harry was paying him attention and actually talking to him.

"Why," Draco began, but stopped licked his lips and continued,"why do I need a hobby?"

"Because," Harry replied, his voice calm," you need something to do besides stare at me mornfully, and just think about how sad your life is."

The Malfoy heir couldn't help but wince at the harsh comment. He looked away embarassed, but Harry continued to talk. "However, I had to compliment you on tricking Ronald and that boy Longbottom like that. It was quite Slytherin of you, and I am pretty sure that the Alpha would be proud of it."

Draco felt a small smile grace his face, and he said,"I know. I came up with that while I was walking to the Great Hall. I already told that Squib, and I am sure that we will wake up tomorrow with a two unworthy Gryffindors in detention or even better expelled."

Harry gave a huff and said,"Don't get your hopes up, Draco. I am positive that Dumbledore will not kick two Gryffindors out because they got caught sneaking out. If that was the case then you can be certain that the Weasley twins would have been kicked out the first night they were in Hogwarts."

Draco by now was shaking with excitement. Harry was actually having a real conversation with him! It was almost a dream, the thought caused Draco to stiffen for a second. What if this all really was a dream? However, Harry changed that thought altogether by sitting up and glancing at the door for a second. They were the only ones in their dormitory. Theo was downstairs getting some homework done with Rosa. Blaise, Gregg, and Vincent were all trying to convince some of the older students to tell them where the kitchens were at.

"I've been meaning to talk to you," Harry stated, his voice gentle.

Draco took a deep breath and looked at Harry wondering what his friend was going to say to him. Harry ran a hand through his messy hair, and began to speak. "I don't know if you feel bad about all this, but I can assure you that I know that you feel bad about not talking to me. I want you to know that I am still very much upset with. So upset that it is to the brink of disappointment. Now, I also don't expect you to apologize to Theo. That pride of your will be the end of you. I just want to continue to be friends with you. I know this will talk a lot to get behind us, but I am willing if you are."

Draco wanted to say something about his pride, but stopped himself. He did want to put this behind him, but he also knew that Harry would continue to be torn between him and Nott. Putting a mental note into his mind Draco decided that he would try and make up with Theodore Nott. He had done nothing at all to Draco or the rest of the SLytherins that had made fun of him. He had only bowed his head and went along with whatever happened.

So, Draco looked up with those silver eyes of his and gave Harry a grin. "I've been wanting to do that for weeks." Draco's face fell suddenly and he looked at Harry with uncertainity in his eyes. "I do have a reason why I did that to Theodore, Harry! Really, I do."

Harry sighed and a strange look went across his face. "I already heard, Draco."

"Oh," the Malfoy heir winced. "I'm sure that Rosa or Theodore told you, huh?"

The dark haired wizard jerked back as if someone had punched him and stood up. He shot Draco a grin and stated,"I need to go check on Theodore, Little Dragon. I have to do something tomorrow anyway after lunch. Theo will be helping Madam Pompfrey and I am sure that you have nothing better to do."

Draco's silver eyes gleamed and he nodded. Harry winked and walked out of the room.

. . . . .

Harry walked into the common room and the whole place went absolutly silent for a couple of minutes. Then, slowly the talking resumed. Harry's green eyes though was locked on his friend, Theo. The boy was grinning and sitting beside Rosa, whose eyes were filled with mirth. They were sitting at the table in front of the window.

He walked over to them and sat down. "Well, I made up with Draco."

Theo hummed and said,"That's good. You've been right down miserable not talking to him."

"That's true," Rosa said, her eyes glittering. "The way you two act with each other is able to give any girl or boy vivid fantasies of the future."

Harry sneered at Rosa and grumbled, his eyes glowing, switched to German, and said,"Schlag dir diese merkwürdigen Gedanken aus dem Kopf. Ich habe genug damit zu tun, damit klar zu kommen dass meine Familie aus Perversen besteht." Get thouse thoughts out of your head. I already have to deal with my family being a bunch of perverts.

Rosa only smirked and replied,"Dann gewöhn dich dran. Es sei denn, ich sehe ein Mädchen dass an dir klebt oder dich so an starrt wie Draco, dann ist es auch immer, bis das Unmögliche passiert will ich keine klagen hören." Then get use to it. Unless I see a girl hanging off of your or staring at you like Draco does then I will quit. However, until the impossible happens I don't want to hear any complaining.

Theo stood and sighed. "I am not going to sit here and listen to a language I don't understand at all."

Harry didn't do anything except for smile and waved to his friend. Rosa said,"Good night, Theo."

Harry waited until Theo had gone into the dormitory before he sat back and looked around the common room. Slowly, he asked, in German,"Ich brauche deine Hilfe bei einer bestimmten Sache." I need your help with something.

Rosa blinked and then answered, automatically," Sag mir worum es geht." Just say the word Harry.

Smirking, Harry leaned in close and muttered,"Ich muss wissen welcher slytherin am Astronomie Turm patroliert." I need to know which Slytherin patrols the Astronomy Tower.

. . . . .

Bella stood in front of the safe 713. Her different coloured eyes roamed over the area. The door was burst open and the smell of magic filled the air. A smirk grew on her face and she turned to look at the goblin that had lead her and the few that she had decided to take with her.

"I'm shocked that the wizarding world hasn't gotten wind of this."

The goblin, Blackfang, suddered and said,"We've been hiding it best we could. I tried to tell the others that we should call you first. However, our leader wanted the Blackbloods to be our last option for some odd reason."

Ben grunted and walked out of the safe. "There is no damage done to the inside, Bella. That means whoever done this is gifted with magic."

The Blackblood Alpha nodded and once again surveyed the area. Blackfang looked around and said,"I thought you had Gracie and Amelia with you."

"I do," Bella answered, slowly. "They are seeing if anyone has left a trail of some sort. They won't go far of course. Not without your permission."

Blackfang sighed and said,"My father worked for you and so did all my greats. I was gifted with the word 'black' in my name in your honour; just like so many of my forefathers. Your allowed to do anything in front of me as long as you don't get us all caught."

"Now, you should listen to Blacktooth once in a while. Your father knows that I won't allow my allies to take the blade of the sword if they are loyal."

Blackfang sighed and asked,"Will you take the job?"

Bella's eyes glittered in the darkness of the underground and she asked,"What is the payment?"

The goblin straightened up and stated,"If you make sure that this does not reach the media before we want it to you will get a two thousand galleon bonus, since we know how hard that is. The original pay, without bonus is one thousand and five hundred galleons, six hundred sickles and one hundred knuts. We will also get into contact with one of our most valued smiths and ask him to craft a weapon for the youngest member of your pack."

Ben nodded and said, his voice low,"We don't know how long it will be before we start training him. How long will that agreement hold."

"For a job this big," Blackfang said, his face morphing into a sneer,"as long as you give us the bastard that dare humilates us goblins, we will be in your dept for as long as you like. Just make sure you either bring him back dead, a head would be good, or alive, which is better."

Ben let out a chuckle, but didn't say anything. Bella fought a grin. Her third-in-command was dying to agree with the request, but he had enough respect for his Alpha to wait for her instructions. A low growl rumbled in her throat and Bella nodded. "You got yourself a deal, Blackfang. You can go and tell those people you call boss that we will do the request. We'll have a thorough search around here tomorrow."

Blackfang nodded and bowed his head. Bella looked at Ben and winked.

. . . . . . .

Harry woke early the next morning and sighed. He knew that Draco would wake up and find that the two Gryffindors that he hated so much would still be in school. The blonde should have known better. Students were rarely kicked out since the reign of Dumbledore started. He stood and streached. His muscles felt tense, and Harry craved to go outside and let off some energy.

It seemed impossible however to do that at Hogwarts. People stared at him in all directions it felt like. He hadn't done anything spectacular, but that didn't stop the eyes from roaming. Gathering his things for a shower, Harry walked out of the room, and into the bathroom. Once he was inside, Harry began to undress himself, but stopped suddenly. He knew that he wasn't in the bathroom by himself.

He turned and only saw Draco standing there looking nervous.

"Shocked to see you up so early in the morning," Harry said, his voice low. The look on his friend's face made him think of a wild animal. He looked so confused and scared.

"I didn't think you would be in here," whispered the blonde, his face pale.

Harry stopped undressing and walked forward to his friend. "Are you feeling alright, Little Dragon?"

The blonde huffed and stepped away from Harry. "I just thought I had dreamed everything up last night is all. My brain is still half asleep you know."

"Now, are you sure that isn't all the time," Harry shot back. "The look that you have in Transfiguration makes it seem like I should be concerned."

Draco scowled and looked away. Harry sighed and looked at his friend. There seemed to be something on his mind. "Okay. What is it?"

The blonde winced and looked at Harry in confusion, like he didn't know what to do with himself. "It really isn't nothing, Harry, just my thoughts going out of order. I don't know. Maybe I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed today."

"I don't believe that," Harry said, his tone soft. "However, we just made up and I am not in the mood to get back in an arugement are you?"

The blonde shot Harry a small smile and said,"Thanks, Harry. Hurry with that shower. I need to get ready too."

Harry only nodded and continued to get undressed. "Don't worry, Little Dragon. You will have time to fix that hair of yours."

Silver eyes shot a glare at Harry's direction, who ignored it and continued on undressing. Harry seemed to have forgotten that Draco was in the room with him, or lost in thought, but Draco stared wide eyed as Harry removed his pajama pants. Thin, but muscular legs appeared and Harry only stood on in his boxers.

Harry turned around to do something and Draco saw his back. He gasped and looked at it in shock. A gruesome scar stood there like someone had slashed it, trying to cut into his spine. Harry heard the gasp and stiffened and looked behind him. "Oh. You see the old thing that was given to me as a birthday present."

"You mean to tell me that they did that to you," whispered Draco, paling at the thought. Normally, he would go to his father for such things, but to go against the Blackbloods would be a death wish. He had seen how Harry had killed the man who had snuck into his mother's bedroom that night. He had seen how Harry had fought all those men, and had been wounded badly. He couldn't imagine the Blackbloods at all if the one they raised was like that already.

Harry shook his head and said,"Someone who I hope to never see again did this to me." His voice was short and full of strain.

Draco relaxed and sighed a breath of relief. That was good then. The Blackbloods wouldn't harm the boy they had raised. Then, a thought occured to him. How would Harry be like in the upcoming years? Draco looked up at Harry who was completely naked now, but had a towel wrapped around him, probably for Draco's sake. He would be taller that was for sure. His hair probably longer as well. Maybe he would be covered in scars? Hopefully, not. Draco couldn't imagine being covered in more scars then he already had.

He was knocked out of his thoughts by Harry asking,"Are you okay, Draco?"

The blonde blushed as he realised that he had been staring at his dark haired friend the whole time. He lowered his gaze and muttered,"Sorry got to thinking."

Harry let out a low chuckle and said,"Well, I am flattered. Truely I am, but I need you to know that I really need to take a shower. If you could please exit."

Draco nodded and walked out the bathroom quickly.

The Malfoy heir was still blushing as he stumbled back into the dormitory. He looked around and saw the Vincent and Gregory were still knocked out. They wouldn't wake up till last minute. Nott was still curled up in his sheets and probably would stay like that until Harry woke him up. The last person to look at was Blaise, who was sitting on his bed looking furious.

"Good morning, Blaise."

The Italian glared at his friend and spat out,"Good morning, Little Dragon."

Draco's whole face seemed to shut down with that sentence. "One would think that listening on conversations is a dirty trick, Blaise."

"First off think of it as a Slytherin thing. Secondly, I was just wondering why you followed the bastard like a loyal kurp. So, I followed. I didn't expect to hear such endearments too. I thought we were a little young for all that."

"That is private, Blaise. I don't know what is wrong with you, but I think that you need to grow up. Harry has done nothing to you. In fact, he does nothing to you because you are my friend."

The Italian shook his head, and said,"I have nothing against him personally. I don't know him that well to hate him. I, however, don't like his influence on you. You should have seen yourself during the time after you put Nott in his place. You look like something had died."

"Mine and Harry's friendship almost did," Draco said, he glanced at Nott and came to a decision. "I am also not going to do that to Theodore again. He has done nothing wrong, and I know that for a fact. Just because his father does something that does not mean that he did something as well."

Blaise's face went red and said,"So are you going to apologize to him?"

"That would probably be for the best," Draco said, his tone serious. "After all Slytherins need to stick together."

The Zabini heir shook his head and looked at Draco with dark eyes. "When the rest of Slytherin hears about this and they turn on you don't come crying to me. I tried to warn you, but you didn't listen. Just remember that."

"There would be no reason for Slytherin to go against Draco, Zabini," muttered a low voice. Harry walked in his green eyes locked on Blaise. His hair was dripping weak and fell limply into his face. He shot the Italian a smirk and continued speaking like he wasn't suppose to know anything. "Theo hasn't done anything to defend himself, they will think of him as weak. Not to say that you are though, Theo."

The Nott heir sat up and looked at Harry with narrowed eyes. "How do you figure out that I am awake each time?"

"A gift." Harry walked to his bed and opened his trunk. He dug through it a little and pulled out a small package. "I'm sorry to say that Draco and I have made some plans to do things today during lunch. I hope you don't mind."

Theo blinked and looked at the package in confusion. "I don't mind, Harry, but what is that?"

Harry glanced at his friend and shot him a savage looking grin. "This, my dear companion, is something that should not be looked upon with mortal eyes and thought about with mortal mind."

The Nott heir stood up and rolled his eyes. "I get so tired of your riddles sometimes, Harry."

"Rude." Harry stood and ran a hand through his soaked hair. "By the way I am not going to breakfast after all. While I was showering I was remembering something that I need to do this morning. I'm afraid that it will just be you and Rosa. She might even teach you German."

Draco blinked and asked,"You mean you actually speak German? I thought that it was just a fluke that one time."

Harry shot Draco a strange look and said, his voice confused,"Of course I speak German. A distant family member taught it to me well." His green eyes then turned to look at Theo. "I'll at least escort you to the common room. So hurry and get ready. I want to have enough time to do whatever I am doing."

Theo sighed and asked,"Are you going to tell me what it is?"

Harry grinned and said,"Of course not! Why would I?"

The Nott heir sighed and muttered,"Should have known better."

The only thing the last Potter did was nod and laid down on his bed. "Be quick about it Theo. I have a busy day today."

Theo shot a half-hearted glare at Harry and got his stuff together and ran to the bathroom. Draco walked to Harry's bed and leaned over it his silver eyes glued to the package that he held. "What is it?"

"What it is is nothing," Harry muttered, his eyes closed and body slightly relaxed. "What is nothing is the package."

"Your in an odd mood today aren't you," snapped Draco.

"That too I suppose."

Draco sighed and sat down on Harry's bed. The dark haired wizard stiffened for a minute and then relaxed. He started humming and then stopped. "How hard is it to play a instrument do you think?"

The Malfoy heir blinked and asked,"I know how to play the piano a little bit. That is only a little bit. Mother tried to teach me, but it didn't turn out well. I didn't have the patcience for it." In the background he could hear Blaise muttering something dark under his breath, and the sound of clothes rustling.

Harry nodded and said,"I'm thinking about learning the violin. I think that I would enjoy it. Everyone else knows how to play an instrument. Bella loves to sing ."

Draco chuckled and said,"That's not the impression she gave me when I met her for the first time."

"What," Harry opened his eyes and looked at his friend in shock. "Your joking right. She is like a big teddy bear. Wouldn't hurt a fly."

The Malfoy heir raised an eyebrow and stated,"I doubt that."

"I know," said Harry grinning. "I was just kidding about. Bella is the most dangerous person you will ever come across. However, she can be the kindest person as well. I guess it just depends on the Alpha and her mood."

Draco was suddenly thought back to when Harry had killed that man right in front of him. Covered in blood and had a wound that would make a trained Auror give up. His green eyes flashing just like the Killing Curse was said to be like. Those lips curled up like he was snarling at an unseen enemy. It was exciting to watch and scary at the same time. Looking at the boy who was laying on his friend it was shocking to know that the boy that had killed the man without even trying was the same one who was being a lazy child.

Suddenly, Theo walked back in. Harry sat up and said,"Come on. I'll walk you to the common room."

. . . . . . . .

Amelia walked into the living room of the Blackblood house. Most of the pack was laying on random pillows and napping in a way. They had taken a break from the mission that the goblins had given them. Bella was laying on a cushion in front of a record player. Classical music was flowing through the room and the whole pack was completely relaxed. Ben had heard the sound of the blonde Blackblood coming in the room and grunted; his violet eyes full of curiosity.

"Nope. Harry still hasn't sent us a letter."

Bella opened her eyes and sighed. She sat up and turned off the record player. The pack seem to come to life and looked at their Alpha. "Harbear knows how to get a hold of us without using Hedwig. We'll give him three more days, but that is it."

Jake growled and muttered,"Do you think Dumbledore is behind that?"

Amelia stiffened and hissed,"I would like to see that old badger try to do anything to our little Harbear."

Jerry chuckled and stood up. "You forget that Harry has lived with us since he was little. He grew up with the Blackbloods. That means he picked up a lot of our habits. That means he can handle of himself."

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Harry walked quickly toward the Astronomy Tower. He had left Theo with Rosa, and Draco with his friends. He knew that Theo wouldn't follow him, but that didn't mean Draco couldn't control his curiosity. It would get him into trouble. He also knew that when the Malfoy heir found the boys at breakfast he would get angry. That meant that he would leave the Great Hall and try to find him. It made it worst that he knew the way Harry had traveled, so it had to be quick. He had also been able to get past the Prefect that patrolled the area. All Harry had to do was sweet talk the young girl, whose name was Kelsey. She had told him about the male Slytherin Prefect, and what to say to make sure that he could come back in without trouble.

Climbing the stairs quickly, Harry got to the top of the Astronomy Tower. He stood like a statue for a second; looking and listening. When he figured out nothing was there he sighed and went to a window. He grabbed his bag and looked into it. The package that he took out of his trunk was in there tightly wrapped up in a cloth. Grinding his teeth, Harry leaped out the window. He twisted last second and grabbed the ledge of the window. He hung there for a second and looked down.

It was a long fall, but Harry only gritted his teeth and looked up. He had to climb to the top of it. Tensing his muscles, Harry began to drag himself up to stand on the edge of the window. When he was perfectly balanced, he reached up and leaped to grabbed onto a little crack in the stone. There was a lot of foothold and places to grab to make the climb safe. Narrowing his eyes Harry continued to climb at a slow pace. Soon, he got to the roof part of the tower. It would be more slippery, but Harry let out a low growl and pushed himself to the roof. He laid flat and looked up.

There was the point of the roof, which was his target. He closed his eyes and began to look for the magic inside him. He pushed what little wild magic he had in his system into his fingertips. A terrible itch suddenly blew up at his fingers, but it was a quick sensation. Opening his eyes, Harry looked at his fingers and grinned. He had been able to grow claws. Pushing them into the roof, Harry found himself not so scared about falling off.

Raising one hand off the roof, Harry slowly crawled to the point and grabbed a hold of the point. He flipped himself on his back and pushed himself to the point of the roof. Sinking one clawed hand into the roof, Harry used his other hand to open his bag and grab the package. He ripped the cloth of it and looked at the wooden box. He lifted it out of the bag and put it in his lap.

This was the hard part. Harry struggled to open the box, but finally he did. Inside the box was what seemed to be a black crystal of some type. There was also a vile of some black liquid. Then there was a ball of silver string. Harry hesitated. He needed both hands for the thing he was about to do. Looking at the hand that was keeping him connected to the roof Harry took a deep breath.

Slowly, he released the roof from his claws. His breath caught in his breath when he slid a little bit, but luck must have been with him at least a little bit because he stopped moving altogether. Moving quickly, Harry began to work on the task at hand. He grabbed the black cyrstal and began to mutter under his breath. "A stone used into summoning the dead. Pour the black blood onto it to make it come to life."

Harry grabbed the vile of blood and uncorked it. The metallic smell of blood filled his lungs. Narrowing his eyes Harry grabbed the crystal and lifted it up to his face. "Only the a drop will do the trick."

Slowly, the blood dripped from the top of the vile and landed on the crystal. As soon as the drop of blood landed on the crystal it automatically absorbed into it. When all the blood was gone it seemed like the stone came to life. A light blue light began to glow inside of the crystal. Harry grinned and grabbed the white string. "Now arachinds silk with a special ingredient that Alpha put into it, which makes it blend in with the surroundings as soon as it is place. Plus, it is sticky."

Harry wrapped the black crystal with the silk and said, a grin coming to his face. "Now press it against the surface that you want to place it and it will stick." The grin quickly went off Harry's face. This was the tricky part. He had to turn around and open stick the crystal onto the top. Grinding his teeth Harry put the box back in his bag. He then put his clawed hand back into the roof and turned around. Harry then slowly made his way to his feet, but he was in an awkward position.

Removing his claws from the roof Harry unsteadly got to his feet. His eyes widened as he started to tilt backwards. He growled and leaned forward to grip the top of the roof. He growled and reached forward quickly to the top of the tower to put the black crystal. As soon as the arachind silk touched the top of the tower the crystal seemed to stick automatically to it. Harry grinned and looked down. He lowered his free hand and began to slowly climb down the roof. He got to the edge and jumped off making sure that his hands hanged on the edge. He dangled for a second and then let go. He grabbed the edge of the window and climbed in quickly.

He grinned and looked at around. He had gotten away with that easy! Feeling quite proud of himself Harry walked out of the Astronomy Tower with his head held high. As soon as he was out of the tall tower something automatically collided into him. He fell to the ground and looked at what had ran into him with wide eyes. When he looked down a scowl came to his face.

"Draco."

The blonde sat up and looked at Harry with wide eyes. "I've been looking for you everywhere. I saw that you went this way earlier, but I couldn't find you anyway. The Astronomy Tower is the only in this direction. I've got important things to tell you."

Harry fell back to the ground and let out a low groan. Then, he rolled away from Draco and leaped on his feet. "Alright. Tell me while I am paying a little bit of attention."

The Malfoy heir snorted and said,"You don't have to be so rude about it, Harry. This is really important."

Green eyes only stared at Draco. The blonde scowled and snapped,"Weasley and Longbottom are still here. They even look happy with themselves. Bunch of idiots. The second thing is that Hedwig is here. She followed me a little ways looking for you, but I guess she thought I was an idiot running back and forth like that."

Harry blinked and asked,"Did she have a letter on her?"

The blonde nodded and said,"Yep. Look pretty old and wrinkled. She also looked pretty upset."

At that moment Harry felt a fury he had never felt before. He knew his eyes were glowing and his lips were curling and showing teeth that were developing into fangs. Albus fucking Dumbledore would be the death of him. Closing his eyes Harry took many deep breaths. He didn't really want to be mad at the Headmaster. Deep down he knew that he still respected the old man. After all he had defeated a dark lord before Voldemort, and he had been the only reason so many people survived during the war with Voldemort.

Still, he was pushing it too far. Bella had once told him her opinion of Dumbledore once.

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"You know that old bastard," Bella suddenly said, looking out to the land surrounding the house. "I feel bad for him sometimes."

Harry, Ben, and Bella were all sitting on the roof of the Blackblood house. The rest of the pack was in the living room listening to classical music from the radio. Music to calm the savage beast is what Bella like to say sometimes.

Harry looked at the Alpha and only stared at her with wide eyes. Bella grinned and said,"Well think about it Harbear. He is looked upon like a great savior, after you of course, and well. I can only think that is really stressful. After all he has all these people expecting him to do the right thing. They all expect him to protect them and make sure that nothing bad happens. I even think that Dumbledore will be a mentor for you in the future."

The look on Harry's face made the Alpha chuckle. "Hey don't put on a face like that. It may be shocking, but I think deep inside me I really do admire the old bastard. He has lived for a really long time and I know he is wise in his own right. But if you hold the trust of so many people then you try and do what you think is right for him. A might think it is a bad idea for you to be with the Blackbloods."

Ben growled reminding Harry of his presence, but the third-in-command leaped off the roof without talking. The green eyed boy knew that he had went inside to listen to the music with the rest of the pack. Looking at Bella, Harry replied,"I don't think that it is all that great he thinks of you all like that. He doesn't know you. He doesn't know that you won't take an innocent life, you only kill the ones that have done bad things. He should know that while you make illegal drugs they are mostly illegal medicines that can actually cure them."

The Alpha sighed and muttered,"Harbear, you know as well as I that the pack kills more then the guilty, and we do not always make medicine. We are not as good as you think we are."

"Well," growled out Harry, his eyes narrowing. "No one is a saint. I don't think your all bad because I know you are not all bad. I'm pretty sure that if your didn't save me that night I would be a hobo just like my great pa."

Bella roared with laughter. "Oh, Harbear, you should have seen how proud of that you were. The look in your eyes was everything I need to just fall in love with ya'."

The young boy blushed and looked away. "I don't need this. I'm going to go snuggle with Gracie and ignored you for the rest of my life."

"You wish."

Harry snorted and began to slowly climb down. He wasn't like the Blackbloods, who could leap of the building and come out undamaged. Right before he let go of the edge, Bella spoke again. "Really though, Harry. Don't be too upset with him. He is only doing what he think is right. Even if it is idiotic."

Harry only stared at the Alpha for a second. She had turned her gaze back to the sky, probably waiting for the stars to come out. She liked to look at the constellations. Finally, the young boy grinned and stated,"I hope you don't mind that I call you a hypocrite."

The only thing the Alpha did was let out a rough chuckle and looked at the boy she took in. "Go get your cuddles. Ben is going to turn off the music in an hour at the most. He'll be getting hungry and it is Jake's night to cook."

Harry grinned and dropped off the roof.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Growling, Harry sighed and looked at Draco. The blonde looked a little worried. Giving him a small grin, Harry muttered,"Looks like I have another trouble in my plate."

"What's wrong, Harry?" asked Draco, stepping forward and staring intently at Harry. The only thing that Harry did was stare at Draco with conflicted his eyes. He wanted so bad to tell Harry Blaise's lie. For all he knew Zabini would do something like that again, but Harry didn't want to cause a rift between the two friends.

Shaking his head, Harry looked at the boy and grinned. "Nothing, Little Dragon. I was just thinking of what the pack sent me. I thought that they were just teasing me holding out so long."

The only thing that blonde did was raise an eyebrow and he stated, his voice dry,"You are a terrible liar."

Harry's smile fell and he glared at Draco. "No one told me that Hogwarts would be so difficult, Draco. I am seriously thinking at this point of just quiting. Taking Theo in the middle of the night and leaving."

"Why would you take Nott?"

"Because, if I am not here I am pretty sure that he would get eaten alive."

With this Harry began to walk down the corridor. "Come on class will be starting soon."

Draco stood there for a second though. "Hey, Harry."

The dark haired boy stopped walking and turned to look at him. The Malfoy heir looked at his friend and took a deep breath. "The reason I followed you to the bathroom this morning was to make sure that this wasn't a dream. That you were actually talking to me again. I was just uncertain. Which I told you that a little, but the face you made when you told me how you heard why I did that to Theo made me curious."

The only answer he had was the way Harry's eyes narrowed. "Your too observant, Little Dragon. Maybe there are things you shouldn't know."

"Hah!" exclaimed Draco, pointing at Harry. "You do know something! You better tell me Potter, and you better not lie."

Raising a dark eyebrow Harry stated, his tone amused,"Now, Draco, I won't lie to you at all. I can't lie in the end if I don't say anything at all."

Draco's face went a light red and he snapped,"Don't play with me like that, Potter. I will hex you into next week I swear it!"

Harry only tilted his head, and gave a small grin. Draco grinded his teeth and went to grab his wand. However, Harry quickly moved. He crossed the distance between them and grabbed Draco's arm. He leaned in close and whispered,"I am keeping this from you for your own good. Don't think of me so selfish, Little Dragon."

The Malfoy heir narrowed his eyes and looked at the other in anger. "I still have a right to know, Potter."

"I'm not saying that you don't have a right. In fact, I really should tell you, but I don't think that you could handle the consequences."

With this Harry drew back from the blonde and gave him a stern look. "Class. I don't want to be late." Harry then turned and quickly walked down the corridor.

Draco stood there with his eyes wide and looked down the hallway in shock. Then, he shook his head and growled a curse under his breath. "That stupid Potter."

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Lunchtime came soon, which made Draco upset. Harry was so worried about missing class that he wasn't even in. In fact, he had been missing for most of the classes. At the end of Potions Severus pulled him to the side and had asked where he was. The blonde quickly said that Harry had gotten a stomache ache and was in the Hospital Wing. Now, was lunchtime. The blonde had ate a quick sandwich and was waiting on his friend, who he was positive wouldn't show up.

Vincent and Greggory were eating beside him. He knew that he wouldn't be able to make a decent conversation with them if there was food in front of them, so he didn't even try. Blaise and Pansy were talking with Mallicent, also a first year. He literally had no one to talk to at all. So, he literally sat there and pouted.

"Get that look off your face," muttered a low voice. Draco straightened up and whirled around to see Harry. The last Potter stood there looking more dangerous than ever. His green eyes seemed strangely intense and his hair was messier than usually.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Draco winced at the short clip answer. It made him wince and look at Harry in shock. The dark haired boy shot his friend an apologetic look and muttered,"I've had a rough day so far. Sorry."

"You look like you have."

Harry grinned and asked,"Have you ate already?"

"Yeah, but you didn't eat breakfast." Draco stood and began to make a ham sandwhich. "Come on. I know you came to me because you want me to help out with whatever you are going to do. I don't mind helping, but I am not going anywhere unless you eat something as well."

Wincing, Harry muttered," I am not all that hungry, Draco. Maybe at dinner later, but for now I don't think I can stomach it."

The blonde only stiffened and looked over his shoulder to glare at Harry with his darkest glare. The dark haired boy only raised an eyebrow and returned the glare with an amused glance. The Malfoy heir stiffened and his face turned a little red. Finally, after staring for a couple of minutes Harry looked around and saw that most of the Great Hall was watching the two friends.

The dark haired boy sent them all a deadly smirk and turned to Draco. "Fine, we'll take it to go. I don't want to stay in here any longer. Some professor might decide to come talk to me for some odd reason."

The blonde looked at his friend with concern, but nodded. He turned made the sandwhich quickly and wrapped it up in a napkin. He handed it to Harry and grabbed his bookbag. Harry stopped him though and asked,"Can you leave that with one of your friends? You won't be needing it."

Draco eyed the other for a second and then nodded. He turned to look at Vincent, who munching on some chips. "Do you mind taking this back to the common room?" The only answer he got was a grunt. The Malfoy heir dropped his bag next to him, and looked back to Harry.

"Let's go."

Harry nodded and grinned. "Come on. Someone invited us for tea."

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Draco didn't stop complaining in his mind the hold time he was in the Grounds Keeper's hut. Harry was sipping tea, and talking calmly to the giant man. He was even nibbling on the rocks the big oaf called food! The blonde, however, acted polite and answered any question that the man asked. Finally, Harry stood up and grinned at the Grounds Keeper.

"I'm sorry to cut this short, Hagrid, but we really must be off. We have a lot of studying to do."

The man grinned and said,"Well, come over anytime Harry. I've enjoyed the company."

Harry only grinned and bowed. He then straightened and walked out of the hut. Draco got to his feet and then quickly followed his friend. Harry was walking toward the Black Lake, his head turned toward the Forbidden Forest. He got to the edge of the Black Lake and peered into it.

Draco walked up beside him and asked,"Do you see the Giant Squid?"

"No."

Harry then turned and looked at the castle. His eyes seem to see something that wasn't there and started to glow. He growled and looked away from it. "We are going into the Forbidden Forest, Draco."

"What!?"

The blonde looked at his friend in shock and blinked multiple times. "I'm sorry, but you do know that it is dangerous and forbidden?"

"Of course," snorted Harry. He shot Draco an unamused glance and continued. "It has Forbidden Forest in the name."

The only thing Draco could do was gawk at him for a second. "Your joking right?"

Harry only grinned and said,"Come on. It is break time for almost everyone. Students are scattered all over the school right now. Your about to meet some very interesting people."

Draco only stood there hesitating. He glanced at the forest. If he got caught Severus would have his skin, but Harry would be with him and would know what to do. Well, at least he hoped so. He turned to look at Harry for a second and said,"I hope you actually know what you are doing."

Harry didn't know anything, he was busy herding the blonde toward the forest. Once they got past the trees Draco felt his heart freeze for a second. "You know I heard that werewolves roam here."

"Only during the full moon. Plus, if it makes you feel better it is midday. That means that none of the creepy crawlers are out and about. The light is known to keep the dark things away. Now, lets go. It is only a ten minute walk from here. The pack promised that nothing would happen to us with them in the woods."

"The Blackbloods are here?"

Harry only began to walk deeper into the forest. Draco groaned and muttered,"I don't see why you don't just answer questions when they're asked. Walking away and expecting me to follow isn't going to work forever."

The only think that answered his comment was a low chuckle that echoed through the trees. The Malfoy heir couldn't stopped the small smile that graced his face. Sighing, he decided to go and follow his friend. They walked in silence, with Draco jumping everytime he landed on a twig.

"Do you think that Slytherin will win the House Cup this year?" Draco asked for the sake of conversation.

Harry hummed for a second before answering. "Normally, I would have no doubt. I think though that if I had ended up in a different House you wouldn't."

"Why?"

"Let's say I ended up in Gryffindor. I would hate to say it, but the House would get a lot of favorism with the Headmaster. Probably to make me fit in better with my peers, or make me think that being a Gryffindor would be the greatest thing."

Draco scoffed and stated, his voice proud,"Now everyone knows that being in Slytherin is the greatest thing ever."

"Maybe to this Harry, but remember if I had been raised differently then I would probably be in Gryffindor. They do say that everything happens for a reason."

"Awww," said a strange voice. "Look how smart school has made Harbear."

Draco blinked and looked at Harry. "I'm not going crazy am I?"

A hand was suddenly on Draco's shoulder and a voice whispered,"The first thing to help cure you is to admit that you have a problem."

The blonde let out a yell and turned around trying to find his wand within his robes that was until he saw who was in front of him. There stood a female. Blonde with blue eyes with a mischief look on her face.

"Hello, Draco."

"Hello." The blonde sighed and looked to see Harry. The dark haired boy was grinning at the blonde and walked over to her.

"Meet Amelia, Draco. She's a big goof ball so don't think nothing of it."

"I take offense to that," snapped the blonde, glaring at Harry. "Besides the boy has met us before Harbear."

"Yes, but he does not know your names. If he is to be my friend then I at least want him to remember the names of the pack."

Draco took a deep breath and looked at Amelia. "It is nice to meet you, but can you not do that ever again."

"Can't promise that," Amelia said, with a serious expression on her face.

"Why not?" Draco looked the Blackblood with wide eyes. "I just want you not to sneak up on me again. That's all."

"Because, if I don't do it-," the blonde was cut of by a low growl.

"Shut up, Amelia. We didn't come to aruge with Harry's friend."

Ben stepped forward, his violet eyes glowing with such intensity that Harry and Amelia automatically bowed their heads in respect. Draco took several steps back and stood behind Harry. The third-in-command stopped in front of Harry and studied the youngest packmember.

"You look well."

Harry raised his head and stated,"They have good food here. Not as good as Gracie's, but I guess I can't be spoiled my whole life."

Ben smirked and said,"I hope you do realise that it is just me and Amelia here with you right now."

Harry nodded and said,"Bella said something about a mission. Is it important."

The violet eyes went automatically to Draco, and looked at Harry. The dark haired boy's eyes widened and he said,"Don't worry. Draco won't tell anyone what you say. I promise."

"You better make sure of it. We are getting a good award if it does not get out to public."

"What happened?"

Ben sighed and looked at Harry with bored eyes. "Your not going to actually get down to the actual point of why we are here until I tell you."

"What can I say, Ben?" Harry said, his eyes glowing with mischief. "I've grown up with Kory. That guy is a genius in avoiding conversation."

Growling, Ben crossed his arms and glared at Harry. "Someone stole something from Gringotts."

Harry's eyes widened and he took in the news silently. Draco was more vocal. "That is impossible. My father said so. The safest place is Gringotts. It is loaded with enchantments and curses. I even hear they keep beast in there. Dragons and such. Plus, it is so easy to get lost there."

"One would think so," Ben growled out. "However, they did it and they were powerful too."

Amelia nodded and said,"Yep. Once we actually started investigating it stank of dark magic. It covered every inch of it."

"Speaking of scent," Ben muttered, raising an eyebrow," you stink of dog and other creatures. Where the hell have you been?"

"How can you smell us?" yelped Draco.

"You know how you pushed the wild magic into your eyes to see the auras?" Harry asked Draco. The blonde nodded his eyes full of curiosity.

"Well, the Blackbloods have all the magic flowing through them. It causes changes throughout the body. They are more agile than a normal human. They also can hear better, smell basically they are advanced human beings."

Draco's eyes filled with wonder. "The wild magic does that to you."

"Not exactly. It is magic and what can't magic not do? It gives them more then that, but that is a conversation for a later time."

"Indeed," growled Ben. "Anyway, the goblins hired the Blackbloods to do the job. That scent on you though stinks, but seems familiar. We've smelt it around the safe. Stale though."

"We just left Hagrid's. He had to get something from Gringotts when he dropped me off at the robe shop. He was gone for a while."

Ben's eyes narrowed and they seemed filled with thought. He shook his head though and asked,"Why have you called us, Harry? I don't mind, but still. You used the Blood Stone."

Harry sighed and began to talk to the Blackbloods. Draco stood behind his friend with wide eyes, and an open mouth. When, Harry was done Ben and Amelia looked like they wanted to rip something apart.

The blonde seemed to froth at the mouth and spat out,"I can't believe that bastard. He actually did something liked that. I can't believe him. Wait till Bella hears about this. She won't be happy."

"Bella won't do anything," Ben said, taking a deep breath. "He hasn't harmed Harry at all. Congrats by the way getting into Slytherin. The rest of the pack will be happy for you. To deal with Dumbledore act like the letter was a reply from us. Act happy and talk about it. Just act natural."

Draco finally spoke,"If you need any help we can get my father into this. He isn't that bad, and he likes Harry."

Amelia chuckled and said,"That is taking it to the extreme. Maybe as a backup plan, but right now we should just see what happens. When the old coot starts getting worst is when we start to formulate a plan."

"Don't just leave it last minute though," Draco stated, his eyes widening. "After all if you do it all last minute then anything could happen without your control."

"Nice to see that you have a loyal friend," the blonde said, her eyes gleaming. "So nice."

Harry stiffened and spat out,"Pervert."

The blonde shot him a sunny grin. Ben growled at the other Blackblood and turned to look at Harry. "I've actually got a thing to ask of you. It will help with the Gringotts thing."

"What is it.?"

"That smell you have reminds me of the scent from the vault. It isn't strong like you, but still it is there. Where have you just come from."

"I've come from Hagrid's. He invited me to tea today. I went. Very nice man."

"He went to Gringotts the frist time you met your blonde friend, right?" question the third-in-command. Harry nodded.

"He obviously went to see get the package in the vault the same day that the thief went. I need to see if you can get the information from Hagrid. I think it might be possible. If you can get Kory to tell where his porn is for Jake, who is as lip tight as they get, I think you can get this information from Hagrid. It might help get a motive."

Harry nodded and sighed. He stood and said,"It is time to get back to the castle. I would love to stay and talk with you though. I have missed you."

Ben grunted and looked to the side, while Amelia grinned and reached out hugging the dark haired boy. "We've missed you as well." Releasing Harry the blonde looked at Draco and said,"Take care of our boy here, Draco. He is known to get into a lot of trouble at home. I can just imagine what he is like at school."

Draco shot Harry a smug look and nodded. "I'll do what I can, but you know how he is like."

Harry scoffed and began to walk out of the forest. "I'll try and send you guys another letter when I can."

Draco nodded to Amelia and Ben, who glared at him. The Malfoy heir paled and quickly ran off without looking back. Soon, he was beside Harry and looking at his firend. "If I may ask, what makes that guy so upset?"

"Who Ben?" Harry asked, looking confused at the question. Draco nodded. Harry chuckled and explained.

"Ben wasn't angry. He was actually quite happy to see us. He just doesn't know how to smile. At all."

. . . . . . . . . . .

The dark haired wizard had been taking his classes as seriously as an eleven year old would, and then would do homework or try and get Theo's self confidence to rise. Draco sometimes tried to help, but sometimes his help was the worst thing ever. Theo had forgiven the blonde and they got along okay, but Draco still had a sharp tongue. The blonde had also gotten really protective of him, which was really strange. He always glared at Dumbledore a lot more too. He was sitting in Charms class, and was listening to the short Professor teach them the Levitation Spell. No one was truly paying attention. It was Halloween. Everyone was excited for dinner. The older students had told the younger ones all about how great the feast was and everything.

"Now, Wingardum Leviosa. Remember to swish and flick."

Harry eyed the feather in front of him, and lowered his head to the table with a sigh. He hated doing magic altogether, but he would do it when needed. Draco was busy on his right side swishing his wand around muttering curses when it wouldn't work. Theo was muttering the spell instead of curses, and was at least causing his feather to hover a little off the table.

Draco lowered his wand and huffed. "This is impossible. Harry! Help me!"

Raising his head, Harry eyed the blonde and stated,"If one was to actually say the spell instead of curses, which I do not want to know where you got the from, and it might work. Your wand work is alright, the wording not so much."

The Malfoy heir huffed and glared at his friend. Theo chuckled and began to give Draco some hints behind Harry's back. The dark haired boy knew Draco only did this when he wanted attention, which he wanted sometimes. Which was strange he usually wanted it from Harry. Sometimes, Harry would give in to his friends wishes, but right now Harry's brain was slowly dieing.

Then, a sharp movement caught Harry's eyes. They automatically went to it to study the movement. Ronald Weasley was shaking his wand around immaturely. Harry automatically stiffened and watched with narrowed eyes. Someone would get hurt if the red head didn't calm down, and actually think about what he was doing.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed Weasley's arm. "Stop! Your going to knock someone's eye out if you keep waving your wand around like that."

Harry relaxed as Hermione lectured Ron. He grinned and watched as the Muggleborn girl showed the idiot how to do it correctly. She was quite talanted, and would be a great witch when she grew up. Professor Flickwick awarded Gryffindor five points from her proformance, and the youngest Weasley brother pouted at his seat.

Theo nudged Harry and asked,"Are you not even going to attempt to do the spell, Harry? You are going to fail because you are too lazy."

Green eyes flashed to the Nott heir and a smirk came across Harry's lips. "I will work when it is required. Right now I enjoy watching everyone else work. Besides you can learn from other people's failure." Harry then turned to look at Hermione Granger, who was looking quite pleased with herself. "You can also learn from other people's achievements too."

. . . . . . . .

Harry was walking into the courtyard to get a little sunshine onto his skin. He had grown use to living in the castle, but that didn't mean he liked being restrained from going outside. As soon as the sun hit his skin, he closed his eyes and stood for a second. The warmth of the sun absorbed into his skin, and Harry swore that if he was a cat then he would be purring right now.

Draco knocked into him and said,"Looks like the Gryffindorks are aruging among themselves!"

Harry opened his eyes and focused on it. Ronald Weasley was saying something about Hermione Granger, who obviously had heard it all. The young girl ran past the rest of the laughing Gryffindors, who were laughing, and was obviously crying. Harry's eyes widened and he fought the urge to follow the girl. He turned and looked at the laughing red-head.

He felt his lips curl up and a low growl escaped before he could stop it. Draco nudged him and asked,"Are you okay, Harry?"

The dark haired boy nodded and continued walking toward the library. He was hoping that Hermione would be there, but the young Gryffindor wasn't there at all. He sighed and left to go to the common room to get ready for dinner. Excitement filled the air. Harry thought about how the pack celebrated Halloween.

They would try and scare everyone. The one who got scared the most would be stripped naked and pushed into the pond that was on the Blackbloods land. They would then dress up and go trick-or-treating. It was a weird experience the first time it happened. The pack would be all happy, and when they got home they would gather all the candy together and get what they wanted out of it. The first time Harry went they let Harry get all he wanted. He had never been so happy. Until Christmas came rolling around, and then his birthday.

Suddenly, a fierce yearning grew in Harry's chest. He missed his family, he missed all the adventures they would go on. All the trouble they got into. This would be his first Halloween without Caleb dressing him up as a mafia boss, which he enjoyed. This would be the first Halloween that Harry wouldn't see Jerry singing Halloween songs. Ben wouldn't be telling the pack scary stories, which caused the whole pack to sleep in the living room piled ontop of each other.

Shaking his head, Harry forced himself away from such thoughts. He refused to act like such a baby about not being with his family. He didn't see anyone else doing such a thing. Going down a corridor, Harry spotted a couple of Gryffindor girls talking. He quickly recognized them as first years. He walked slowly by them and listened on their conversation.

"Have you seen Hermione? I'm worry. Usually she is hanging out with us. I've checked the library, but she still isn't there."

"I think she is in the girls' bathroom. You heard what that terrible boy, Ronald Weasley said about her. I really can't stand him sometimes."

Harry walked away from the talking females. He had enough of the red head himself. The boy either had to have a good talking to, a good punch in the face, or a good reality check. Harry was thinking tha the second option was the best one. With this in mind Harry walked toward the common room. He wasn't going to search the school for the boy carrying all his school stuff. When he got to the common room the excitement caused him to look up in confusion.

The Slytherins were all chatting, with a smile on their face and a gleam in their eyes. He shook his head and looked at his table in the corner. Theo and Rosa were picking on Draco, who was trying to look angry, but was obviously amused himself. Harry chuckled and quickly snuck past his friends, and into the dormitory. He opened his trunk and put his book bag in it. Closing the trunk he stood up and walked out of the common room.

Soon, he began to stalk around the castle. Thirty minutes later he was at the end of his paticence. His eyes were probably on the urge of glowing, and he was fighting the urge to growl like an animal. Then, he heard familar laughter. He looked behind him and saw the Weasley twins come out of a hideout behind a statue. A smirk grew on his face.

"Excuse me," called out Harry, his eyes focused on the twins. The two red heads looked at Harry in shock and then looked at each other. Then, a deadly grin grew on both of their faces. As one they walked forward. Soon, they were circling around Harry.

"Looks like we got a little sneak, George," said one of them.

"That's right, Fred."

"It is even worst that you are a Slytherin."

"You know what happens to-"

"Sneaks that come across the Great Weasley Twins."

Harry sighed and raised a hand. "I don't really mean to be rude, but I am searching for your younger brother, Ronald."

The two twins stiffened and they asked together,"What do you want with him?"

"If you think I am going to harm him then you are mistaken," Harry said, even though he was crossing out punching the red head off his list. "I just want to give him a good talking to. He's done something that he should apologize to me. Also, before you say that he doesn't have to apologize to a Slytherin, I'm talking about Hermione Granger."

Both twins winced.

"We hoped that Ron would grow out of that."

"Yes, well your brother said something to her that has her crying in the girls' bathroom. She hasn't come out at all."

Suddenly, both twins said,"Why should a Slytherin care about a Muggleborn girl, much less a Gryffindor."

"Don't be idiots," Harry grinded out, fighting the urge to beat both red heads. Even if they had a right to be suspicious. "My mother was a Muggleborn, why would I hate any of them except if they were just someone that you don't get along with. Secondly, both of my parents were in Gryffindor. I honour the House that my parents were in because of they were in it. That's all. I just want him to apologize to Granger. I don't know about you, but knowing that someone is locked up in a bathroom crying their eyes out and you could have done something makes one feel like trash don't you think."

The twins looked at each other and looked at Harry. "Sorry," one said.

"Yeah, we didn't think of it that way-"

"Ron is in the library, shocking-"

"he barely ever studies, to busy-"

"playing exploding snap-"

"or exploring the castle-"

"or eating."

Harry nodded and said,"Thank you."

With this he turned on his heel and walked down the corridor. He thought back to the twins and grinned. It didn't hurt to know someone like them. Especially, if they knew the secret passage ways of the castle. With this Harry was already planning a way to befriend the twins.

. . .. . . . .

Harry finally found his prey in the library. The red head was reading a book, which was shocking, but Harry quickly found that he was pretending to read the book. The boy was actually asleep. Growling, Harry walked up to him and looked around. The library was empty, which meant that everyone was getting ready for the feast. With this in mind Harry reached out and nudged the boy.

Ronald Weasley sat up quickly, paling like he had got caught by Snape. The red head quickly got his composure rather quickly once he saw that it was Harry. Tensing up, Ron quickly snapped,"What do you want, Potter?"

"I don't want anything from you, but someone else might need it."

"Oh, really. Who do you want me to apologize to? That Malfoy bastard! I think not! He tricked me and Neville tried to get us expelled!"

"Well, I had nothing to do with that and no Draco does not need your apologies. Hermione Granger does though."

The red head at least had the decency to look a little guilty. The look quickly disappeared and Ronald Weasley glared at Harry. "Why would a Slytherin care about a Muggleborn girl, much less a Slytherin?"

"How many times can one questioned be asked?" muttered Harry. Sighing, Harry answered quickly. "My mother was a Muggleborn as well. Both parents were in Gryffindor. Now, as for Hermione Granger, I've heard that she is crying in the bathroom, and won't come out. You got to talk to her, and get her to come out. Then, you better fucking grovel."

Weasley scoffed and snapped,"You wish."

"What did she do to you that caused you to get her that upset? Was she actually showing you how to do something right, and you got embarassed because you are a bleeding retard?"

Ron winced and muttered,"Okay. I probably shouldn't have said what I said, but it felt like she was showing off."

"She was showing you how to do it correctly," hissed Harry, leaning closer to the red head. "I want you to go apologize to her. She won't listen to me. I'm a Slytherin, and for some reason there are rumors like all Slytherins want to kill all Muggleborns. Not true by the way."

Ron sighed and stood. "For once, I guess you are right."

"Good." Harry turned to walk away, and almost knocked into the first year males for Gryffindor. They were all glaring at him, except for Neville Longbottom, who looked like he was about to pass out.

"What are you doing to Ron, Potter," spat out the Irish one.

Harry snorted and said,"Don't worry. I'm leaving right now."

With this, Harry pushed himself past all the bristling Gryffindors. He had told Weasley what to do, but the rest would be up to the red head.

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Okay. Harry had to admit. The Halloween Feast was impressive. The decorations for it all was impressive, and the food was more so. He had already filled himself up to the brim, but Draco, Theo, Vincent, and Gregory were still stuffing their faces. Harry smiled softly at the happy look on Theo's face. Becoming friends with Draco again was the best thing that had happened to Theo. Now, he could add Vincent and Gregory to the list. The two still ignored Harry unless the dark haired Slytherin talked to them first. Blaise Zabini stayed away from him still, and only came to talk to Draco when Harry wasn't near him.

Harry sighed and listened the sounds of teens and children talking, laughing, and eating. The platter of plates, and forks scraping against plates. His green eyes then looked at the professors table. Dumbledore was sitting there talking to McGonagall, who was looking like someone was torturing her. Chuckling under his breath, Harry closed his eyes and felt himself relax a little bit.

That relaxation quickly ended though by the Great Hall doors being slammed open. He jumped up, and looked for a threat. Draco was right beside him, looking at whatever opened the door in concern. "Its Professor Quirrell."

Harry narrowed his eyes and focused on the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Harry was okay to admit that the guy had to be the worst teacher on the planet. He stuttered too much to understand and he even got scared of the subject he was teaching sometimes. Now, the man looked like he had seen a monster out of his nightmares (probably a fucking bunny).

"Troll! Troll! In the dungeons!"

Harry froze and looked at the Defense Teacher. If there was one he should have been able to deal with it easily, after all it was his job.

"Just thought you should know," said the professor, and then fainted. No one tried to stop the professor from hitting the hard floor. Around him all the students started screaming and panicking. Draco had reached out and grabbed Harry tightly.

Harry turned to the Professors and saw that they were standing up. Snape was looking at Quirrell with gleaming eyes, which caused Harry's own to narrow. Then he looked at Dumbledore, who stood catching everyone's attention.

"Everyone calm down. Prefects I want you to gather up your Housemates and lead them to their common rooms. The other professors and I will go down and deal with the troll."

Harry felt his lips snarl, but fought saying anything. The old man must have forgotten that the Slytherin's common room was in the dungeons. Harry leaned close to Draco and said,"Control your Slytherins, Draco. Get the older students to make a circle around the first and second years. We don't know much magic, the older ones at least know how to distract the troll to let us get away."

Draco nodded and got the attention of the closest Prefect. Harry then looked at the Gryffindor table. He searched the table, and saw no Hermione Granger. Narrowing his eyes, Harry spoted Ronald Weasley and found the male standing there with a guilty look in his face. Harry looked at the Prefects, who were gathering up the first and second years. Taking a deep breat, Harry moved quickly and jumped over the table and move through the panicking crowds.

He soon found himself beside Ronald Weasley. The red head looked at Harry with a shocked face, like he was shocked how fast the boy was. Harry didn't care about any of that. He reached out and grabbed the Weasley. Then, moving with the crowds he drug Weasley out of the Great Hall and quicky down an empty corridor. Harry stood there listening for anything, and when he figured out that he was in the clear he took a deep breath.

Then, he tightened his grip on Weasley, whirled around and punched the boy. Blood splattered everywhere. The young Gryffindor fell to the ground whimpering in pain. Harry only raised an eyebrow. He had just broken his nose. Baby.

The dark haired Slytherin gave Weasley enough time to get use to the pain, and then reached down, picking him up again. "I thought you were going to apologize to Granger," hissed Harry, his eyes narrowing in anger.

The red head moaned, blood running everywhere. "I was going to. Honest. It is just that my friends distracted me, and I sort of forgot."

Harry growled and said,"Well, come on. We need to get her out of the bathroom and into the safety of the Gryffindor common room."

"You did hear Quirrell, right? A troll is running around the castle."

"I did and so did everyone else in the Great Hall."

Weasley twitched and began to say,"Then-"

Harry interupted,"I said everyone in the Great Hall. Was Hermione Granger in the Great Hall, Weasley?"

The red head shut up and bowed his head in shame. Harry nodded and said,"That is why we are going to the girls' bathroom. Also, when we get there it is common courtesy that only females enter. You are going in."

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It wasn't till the Slytheirns were all in the common room that Draco noticed that Harry was missing. The blonde stood there his mouth open in shock and staring at nothing. Theo was standing with Rosa muttering quitely to her. The German female was trying to comfort her younger friend, but she kept glancing at the entrance, hoping that Harry would pop out of nowhere.

Blaise cleared his throat and asked,"Do you know where he might have ran off to, Draco?"

The blonde blinked and looked at his Italian friend. Then, he turned to look at the entrance. It was then the Malfoy heir blew up.

"THAT IDIOT! YOU STUPID POTTER! YOU DID HEAR THAT THERE IS A TROLL IN THE CASTLE RIGHT? DO YOU NOT THINK AT ALL? DO YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE INVINCIBAL OR SOMETHING IDIOT! I SWEAR, POTTER, THAT THE SECOND THAT YOU COME INTO THIS COMMON ROOM I WILL THROW EVERY CURSE THAT I KNOW AT YOUR STUPID FACE!"

With this Draco walked to a chair that was facing the entrance and sat there a scary intent look on his face.

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Harry was walking through the corridors, his head held high and ears straining to hear anything that would be of use. Ronald Weasley was behind him muttering curses under his breath. Finally, the red head spoke.

"You know I wouldn't be here if you didn't make me feel guilty."

Harry didn't answer. He had smelt the creature first, before he saw it. Fighting the urge to gage, Harry grabbed Weasley. He lead them behind a corner. There was a crash, and the sound of stomping. Harry took a deep breath and snapped,"I'm afraid that the troll has gotten to her first."

"We're not leaving her there are we?" asked the Weasley, who was looking a little pale at the idea. "Because if you are, I can't."

"That's the brave Gryffindor that I have been hearing about. I was starting to think that it was nothing, but a myth. No. Normally, I would want a plan before I go in there. However, we need to get Granger out of there." Harry's face went blank as he began to think of an idea to help the young girl. It was then a yell echoed out of the bathroom.

Harry stiffened and looked at the bathroom. Weasley growled something under his breath, and then ran to the bathroom. The dark haired Slytherin scowled and snapped,"I hope that damn ginger kills himself!"

Harry then decided that the bathroom had to lock from the outside. So, if he got the two Gryffindors out then he would lock the door and the professors would have to find the beast themselves. Then, a roar echoed through the corridor. Harry quickly leaped into action. He ran into the bathroom and almost fainted from the smell. It really stunk.

Shaking, his head Harry fought past the stink and focused on the situation. Hermione Granger was shrunk in the corner. Tears were rolling down her face. Weasley was running around picking up debris and bravely throwing it at the troll. Harry supposed that the red head had forgotten he had a wand. The troll himself was swinging his club trying to hit the Weasley. Harry had to give it to him. Weasley moved rather quickly when he wanted to.

Harry decided that he had to move to the high ground. This would make the troll look up and give the Gryffindors time to escape. The only problem would be Harry escaping the room. The dark haired boy decided that he would deal with that problem when he got there. With that in mind; Harry looked around and decided a way climb to higher ground.

In front of him was a couple of broken stalls. He leaped up grabbed the top of the stall and pulled himself to stand on the top of the stall. There was a window ledge on the wall that the stall was connected. He leaped up and grabbed the edge. He pulled himself up and stood on the ledge. Then he looked down. Weasley was slowing tiring out. He looked up and saw a swinging light going around. He gathered himself and leaped forward. He reached out and grabbed the swinging light.

Swinging his body, Harry decided now was the time to get the troll's attention. Holding on to the light with one hand, Harry reached into his robes and got his wand. He aimed it at big piece of wood. He muttered,"Wingardum Leviosa." It raised and hovered above the troll's head. Harry stopped the spell and the wood fell to the top of his head. The troll stopped moving for a second and then looked up in shock.

Harry sent the troll a smirk and yelled out,"Okay. This is an opening. Weasley! Take Granger and get the hell out of here!"

The red head nodded and moved quickly. He went to Granger and grabbed her by her arms. Then he quickly began to drag her out, well would have been quickly. The witch was throwing a big fit for some reason to stay in the bathroom. Harry swung around on the light, yelling curses at the troll. Harry knew that the troll couldn't really understand him. Bella had once told him that they were the imbecile of the magic world. The loud noise though would keep it distracted enough. It caused the troll to swing his club at the swinging boy, but Harry would move his body a certain way and the light would swing the way to. The only problem was that the Gryffindors were taking their sweet time leaving the bathroom. Harry started yelling at the Weasley to get his fucking move on.

Of course, yelling at the Weasley to leave the bathroom caused him to not focus on the swinging troll. Later, Harry would decide that he would blame the Weasley for the mess up. Now, Harry felt the full blunt attack of the club. He went flying automatically into the wall behind him. The stone crumbled around him and felt bones break. Blood spurted from his mouth and Harry fell roughly onto the ground. He laid there and groaned in pain.

Harry turned his head and saw that the troll was walking toward him with a triumph look on its ugly face. Harry curled up his lips and gave it a sneer. He looked at the thing with narrowed eyes as it raised its club ready to deliver the finishing blow. Suddenly, a banshee like scream echoed through the bathroom. Harry winced at the sound and the troll literally freaked out. Hermione Granger had fought past the grip that Weasley had on her and had run to help Harry. When she had saw that the troll had Harry conered she had let out a banshee scream.

Harry had to give it to her. She had a pair of lungs on her. The troll began to walk toward her; letting out a low moaning sound. Harry gritted his teeth and slowly began to get to his feet. Harry finally got to his feet and stood there for a second. Then, he reached inside him reaching for the wild magic inside him. The change happened instantly. The pain that washed over him everytime he took a breath was dulled. His eyes sharpened and he felt his teeth sharpen.

His whole body changed, but not enough for one to notice. Once, the change was complete Harry moved. He ran toward the troll and used its back as a spring. He leaped in the air and landed on its shoulders. The troll growled and reached behind it to grab Harry. Harry only leaned back away from the roaming hand and then straightened up. He raised one fist and landed it roughly on the troll's head. Harry's fist went through the skin and a little bit into the skull. Blood and pieces of bone flew everywhere. Harry's own fist didn't come out unharmed. The skin on his hand got ripped apart, and Harry could see the bone of his fist. Pain erupted and traveled up his arm.

The troll began to roar in pain. Harry then realised that they would wonder how the troll got injured in such a way and winced. The monster was slowly losing its grasp of the world, and Harry had to act quickly. So, when the troll launched forward Harry played it as he fell off of it. He quickly got to his feet, wand in hand and raised it again. He muttered the Levitate Spell and the club raised out of the troll's hands. He moved it to the top of its head and then dropped it.

As soon as the club landed on the troll's head it fell to the ground. Harry didn't know if it was dead or not, but he gently ushered Hermione out of the bathroom. "Defintely something a young lady should not see," he muttered, his voice low. Harry let go of his grip of the wild magic, and felt the pain come back full force. He stumbled a little, but stayed a foot.

"Is it dead?"

Looking back to the blood dripping out of its head, Harry couldn't say for sure. He lied anyway. "Probably knocked out. I don't think a couple of first years could handle something like this by ourselves."

Harry grinned at Hermione and pushed her to Weasley, who looked like he was about to piss himself. "You better get to your common room. Don't want to get in trouble."

The female Gryffindor shook her head and said,"Your wounded. You need to go to the hospital wing."

"Trust me little lioness," Harry said, grinning. "I'll be fine. After all I wouldn't be here if your friend, Weasley here didn't tell me about you."

Granger opened her mouth, but Harry quickly beat her to it. "Listen. We can talk, but later. You know when we don't have professors looking for the troll, and could possible find us."

Weasley looked at Harry in confusion and shock. Harry didn't say anything to them. He bowed his head to Hermione and then quickly limped away. He heard the red head mutter,"Come on, Hermione. We can get to the common room without anyone catching us if we are quick."

Harry sighed and then winced. He had a feeling that maybe he was more injured then he told Hermione.

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Draco twitched as the entrance opened up. The rest of the Slytherins stired too. They had been waiting on Snape to come and tell them the threat had been eliminated. They were quickly disappointed and intrigued as a bloody Harry Potter stepped in. His robes were ripped and showed his chest, which was covered in brusies. Blood was all over his chin, and dripped a little onto his chest. His hair was messy and his right hand seemed busted open, and was leaking blood everywhere.

The Malfoy heir leaped up and ran to his friend. "What happened, Harry?"

The last Potter blinked and stated,"I had to use the bathroom, Draco. Just a little complications is all."

Draco's face went blank and he grabbed Harry by the hand that wasn't bleeding and dragged him through the circling Slytherins, and into their dormitories. Theo, Vincent, and Gregory were all their playing Exploding Snap. Harry was pushed roughly inside. Draco whirled around on their friends and snapped,"Leave! Now! You can see to Harry later, Theo, but now he needs a good yelling at. Just in case Vince, Gregg carry him out of here. Just in case."

Theo stood up to say something, but Draco's friends reached out and grabbed he much smaller boy. He tried to break out of their gasp, but the two were too strong. Harry turned to his friend and smiled. "You can see me later, Theo. Draco just has to yell at me is all."

Theo quit fighting and stared at him in confusion and concern. Vincent and Greggory dragged him out of the room and quitely closed the door. Harry sighed and looked glanced at Draco. The blonde stood there arms crossed and looking quite upset. "Its a long story, Little Dragon. I'm sure that you don't want to hear and all. I'm tired too. So, maybe I can wash up and go to sleep?"

"Not nesscary at the moment, Potter. If I remember correctly at the Manor you lasted quite awhile before your wounds were clean or you got any sleep. You have a little time for me to yell at you and then get you to a hospital wing."

Harry blinked and sighed. This night was going to take forever.

My fingers hate me. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter and tell me what you think. Now, that Harry has saved Hermione's life she is going to show up more. Anyway, till the next chapter.