Classes passed with Hermione, and Ron fuming about Malfoy and how he had insulted Harry.

"If I ever get my hands on him..." Hermione muttered angrily under her breath during potions with the Slytherins.

She glared at Malfoy at every chance she got.

It was with relief the bell rang that Harry left the classroom. Only Defense against the Dark Arts remained that day.

"Alright class come in." Lupin beckoned to a door near his office.

Within this room a familiar closet rested. Except when it was shaking. Unfortunately, for the battered and worn closet that was a constant occurrence.

"Do any of you know what is inside this?" Lupin asked.

To no one's surprise Hermione's hand shot up.

"Miss Granger what is inside this?" Lupin called on her.

"A Bogart; in other words a shape-shifter that takes on the form of the one thing that we fear most." Hermione explained.

"Excellent- ten points to Gyriffindor. Five for the question and five for the explanation." Lupin beamed.

Most of the class backed away from the closet.

Harry on the other hand stepped forward. As he did he spoke quietly.

"The great aren't just great. They are great because they face their fears." Harry drew his wand.

"The charm is ridiculus." Lupin told him. He could sense that Lupin was worried that Voldermort would arise within the room.

Harry nodded slightly.

A moment later the doors of the closet opened and a black cloaked figure arose: a Dementor. Even after everything it was still the thing Harry feared most.

Harry imagined it tripping on its black robes.

"Ridiclus!" Harry said calmly.

The Dementor didn't just trip it fell on its face and as it fell the sound of ripping cloth was heard.

Harry chuckled slightly as he walked away.

"Excellent Harry! Who's next?"

The class saw a banshee, a severed hand, a massive spider, and much more.

However, not everyone got a chance to have a go at the Boggart. Hermione and Neville were two such people.

"Pity, I wanted a chance at the Boggart." Hermione said in a sad voice.

"What would it have been for you? A paper that got a nine out of ten?" Ron chuckled.

Hermione didn't answer, instead she looked thoughtful.

"I don't know." Hermione said quietly.

However, Harry sensed that she was hiding something. Still, he didn't want to humiliate her. Besides that Harry had a discussion with Malfoy.

"I'll see you two soon. I just have a few things to take care of."

"What kind of things?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing really important." Harry replied.

"Important for you is fighting you-know-who, killing Basilisks, and facing Dementors." Ron replied dryly.

"You have a point." Harry agreed.

"What are you going to do then?" Hermione pressed.

"Nothing dangerous. I can assure you that I won't be in any danger whatsoever."

"Alright." Hermione sighed and Harry left them.

A couple of minutes later he reached the astronomy tower. Draco was already there.

Harry shut the door leading back to the castle.

"Hey." Draco said hesitantly.

Harry smiled faintly.

"You don't have to worry about me biting off your head or something." Harry smiled.

"Thanks. I talked to Dumbledore. He rambled about 'love' and such. It didn't help to say the least." Draco said.

Harry sighed.

"I guess I'm not too surprised." Harry admitted tiredly.

"What did you want to talk about anyways?" Harry continued.

"Well for start why is Granger so much better than me?"

"If you didn't know that she was muggleborn and she said she was a pureblood would you have believed her?"

"Probably." Draco admitted.

"So we have established the fact that she looks like a pureblood. If we continue in this fashion we can easily establish that she is human."

"So what?" Draco asked in an annoyed voice.

"Let me tell a little story and it will be more clear. There was a time that a great civilization existed and it had enslaved others. These

people were treated as less than humans. Uprisings had happened but they ended in failure. There were just too many for them to

defeat. However, over time others felt compassion towards them. Eventually a war happened. This war split the mighty nation in two.

One half was determined to keep them enslaved and the other half was interested in freeing them. The enslaved also joined in. They

wanted to breathe free. Finally the old world was overturned and the very ones whom were enslaved gained power. As a matter of fact

in some parts of that nation they held more power than their former owners. It was a terrible war however, thousands died and why?

Just because a group was unwilling to acknowledge that the enslaved were as human and worthy of equality as them. History tells us

that eventually muggleborns will rise up and gain the power that is rightfully theirs."

"Where will that leave the Purebloods?" Draco asked nervously.

"Depends on a few factors. If Purebloods realize their errors and change the law for equality then they will keep much of their power,

mansions, and money. If a revolution happens then it is likely that Purbloods will lose their standing, their honor, and perhaps their

very lives. I can see the strain as well. It might happen soon."

"I see. Okay, you say that Granger is as equal as I am. I wanted to know why you were kind to me, a Slytherin."

"Are you human? If you are you should be treated with respect. All men are created equal. This might sound extremely American but all men are created equal with the rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness."

"That just sounds like some revolutionary talk to me." Draco mentioned.

Harry hid a smile, the Declaration of Independence hadn't made its way into Wizarding Britain. Harry assumed it was because it might instigate opposition to the Pureblood Regime. In the law it was illegal to own a copy of such a manuscript. It was even more illegal to create copies of it and hand it out.

"That's most likely because the government fears what power it would have it was widely published in England."

"I can understand that." Draco muttered.

"Any other questions?" Harry asked.

"You are self sacrificing. Why? What do you get out of it?" Draco asked.

"Why? Because I have a purpose. Its what I do. I might sound crazy but you get something by sacrifice that you can't get any other way. Besides that even after everything that's happened to me I still can love."

Draco shook his head slightly.

"What is so important about love?"

"It is the most powerful emotion in existence, and it has a magic of its own. You might say that the opposite and greater force against the Dark Arts is love. Why? People are driven either by hatred or by love. Hatred gives immense power for a time but eventually it will burn you out. Love on the other hand doesn't drain. It only strengthens. It has the ability to heal emotional and spiritual wounds and if the love is great enough even able to protect others from death."

"Protect from death?" Draco looked baffled.

Harry smiled.

"It's sad that most people are driven by evil. Otherwise you'd hear more about this. I survived Voldermort because of my mother's love. That is an ancient, nearly forgotten magic,and the most powerful."

"Anyways, I have one other question; perhaps the most important. What should I do?" Draco finally asked after a long pause.

"I would have to say that following your heart would be the most important thing to do. Cut a path for yourself instead of having someone else place a path in front of you. Find someone you can trust and stand beside them." Harry said.

"Like you and Granger?" Draco asked.

Harry thought it odd that Draco didn't mention Ron. Nevertheless Harry nodded.

"I can' t trust anyone in my house, they would turn me over to my father in a heartbeat. I've trusted you this much I might as well go all the way." Draco suddenly extended his hand and continued.

"I offer my hand in friendship again, and this time I'm not going to try to get you to join the Pureblood cause. I'll admit that I was wrong."

Harry shook his hand.

That day, a new friendship was born, and a new loyalty forged. The tides of fate had been altered forever.

AN/ A new friend has joined the cause.(If you are wondering what's taken me so long to update I'm sorry, I had some issues to deal with and couldn't write much)