The evening grew dark, as did the shadows of the last remaining students. Everything was quiet after the very last of the students left; not including Harry, Hermione, Ron and Draco.

After Draco had fallen asleep, Harry made his way down to the hidden field behind the castle. He knew that Draco would be furious that he went without him but Harry needed to face him alone. Ron and Hermione had fallen asleep in the Great Hall. Harry did his best not to wake them as he creeped down the stairs. Voldemort wasn't expected until sunrise but Harry couldn't sleep. The invisibility cloak drapped over his shoulder, as he walked to the field. It was around three in the morning, and sunrise was at five so it wouldn't long now. Harry glanced at the field, it looked so much different from that night he had with Draco. Instead of it's warm, and beautiful welcome it was a dark, battle field. A blood bath waiting to be spilt. Harry sat down and starred at the waking stars, their small lights burning through the sky. Suddenly a sound came from behind him. Harry threw on his cloak and sat in silece.

"Harry?" A voice called out.

Harry didn't answer.

"Harry, I know your out here, it's me, Blaise."

Harry threw off his cloak, and turned around. "I'm here, Blaise."

Blaise lightly smile and walked over to where Harry sat. "You thought I was Draco, didn't you?"

"Yes." Harry answered. "I don't want him to be involved in this. No one understands that I have to face him alone."

"I do." Blaise replied. "I understand, and I give you full support."

"Y-You do?"

"Yes, I do."

"Why?"

"Because I'll kill anyone who interpheres."

Harry's eyes became wide as he stood up, quickly. "What?"

Blaise's laughter came abruptly, this wasn't Blaise at all. Harry's body trembled as his appearance melted away to reveal two yellow eyes starring at him. Harry shuttered and took a step back.

"Ah, Harry Potter." Voldemort said with a small chuckle. "So it is down you, and it is down to me."

Harry reached in his pocket and drew his wand.

"Have it your way." Harry replied with a sneer. "I will not lose to you!"

"You speak so bravely, Harry. It's a shame, I have to kill you." Voldemort hissed as he drew out his wand.

"Don't hold back." Harry smirked, as he held is wand higher.

"Now, now, Harry have you forgotten your manners?" Voldemort shook his head. "We bow."

Voldemort bent his knee and lowered his head to Harry. Harry stood there, refusing to bow to him. Voldemort laughed in his throat and raised his wand to Harry. "Bow."

Harry's body was forced down in front of Voldemort. "There, see. That wasn't so hard was it? Your parents wouldn't have wanted you to forget your manners now would they?"

Harry growled and raised his wand once again. "Expelliarmus!"

"Avada Kadavra!"

Harry had remembered this very clearly during his forth year. It was happening again, his wand and Voldemort's colliding with one another. The only difference was that his parents were not there. He was alone, facing the one monster who had haunted his dreams. Red and green colors filled the sky, the force on either side was strong and becoming stronger as the magic grew thicker.

Harry felt a sudden draft, behind him. He didn't have a chance to turn around to see Draco standing beside him, his wand pointed out in front of him, adding more color to the duel. Harry couldn't speak, Draco was standing nearly infront of the killing curse! Harry thought his heart was going to explode, at any moment he would lose control.

"Go back, Draco!" Harry managed to yell, keeping his eyes on Voldemort's wand.

"NO! I'm not leaving you!" Draco yelled back, keeping his wand posistioned.

"You don't understand! I'm the one who is meant to kill him! You can't kill him, Draco! If you don't leave now, you'll die!" Harry screams turned to sobs as he tried to keep his focus through the blurriness in his eyes. "Please!"

Before Harry could warn him again there was another flash of red light, as he turned to his left and saw Ron and Hermione holding their wands in front of Voldemort's. Harry nearly gasped at the sight. He now had the three people he cared most about in the world standing before death. Harry kept his eyes focused on the wands. He could scarcley see Voldemort through the colors blasting infront of him. But something was changing, a feeling in his arm that wasn't there before. It was getting easier to push forward, which meant Voldemort was becoming weak. Harry closed his eyes for a split second and when he opened them a cloud of blue light was hanging over him, an image in the center he couldn't quite make out until the voice spoke.

"Harry, you need to keep your friends back!" Dumbledore called.

Harry turned to Hermione and Ron, and gave them a shove. Just enough to get their wands out of balance.

"Guys, please stay back! I can do this! You must stay back!" Hermione and Ron could see the horror in Harry's eyes. As long as they have known him, they have never seen this look before. He wanted them to trust him, to listen to him. Hermione and Ron stood back and kept their eyes fixed on Harry.

"Draco!" Harry yelled, leaning over to shove him out of the way without losing his balance. "You must let go! Please, Draco! I love you, I love you so much, please trust me! Let go!"

The first time since he had gotten next to Harry he looked at him, and kept his eyes fixed on his for a moment and pulled away. Harry smiled and put his attention back to where Voldemort stood.

"Harry, you must stop the connection!" The illusion of Dumbledore called again. "Once you stop the connection you must stab him with his wand, it's the only way! His powers are sealed within that wand. Once you let go, I can distract him long enough so you can snatch the wand from his hand. But you must stab him in his chest, Harry!"

Harry's thoughts were spinning, but somehow he managed to keep as calm as possible. He listened to Dumbledore's directions and prepared himself to let go of the wand.

"Ready!" Dumbledore called. "Now!"

Harry let go of the wand, and rushed forward to snatch Voldemort's wand out of his hand. While Voldemort had just realized what happened, Harry had his wand in his hand, holding it above his head.

"Do it now, Harry!" Dumbledore cried out.

Harry didn't hesitate a second longer before plunging the rather sharp edge of Voldemort's wand into his chest. Something happened then, that Harry was not expecting. A sharp pain ran down his arm and through his entire body. Harry gasped in pain as he felt his blood turn to fire, and something hard hit him on the back of his head. He heard Hermione scream in the background and strong arms grab him around his waist. The last thing he saw was Vodlemort's limp body fall to the ground.

"Harry!" Draco held Harry in his arms as he cradled him to his chest. Everything fell silent. Ron and Hermione kneeled down next to Draco. "Harry wake up!" Draco began to sob.

Draco was calling out to him, but Harry couldn't reach him. He couldn't remember where he was, or why it was so dark. The sound of distant voices were becoming clearer, but not clear enough. He opened his eyes slowly, but everything was still black . . . absolutely everything.

"Harry!"

He heard it again, but this time closer.

Harry tried to reach to whoever was calling him but it was so dark. Harry then realized he had his eyes open, but nothing was there. He suddenly felt arms around his waist and wet tears on his face.

"Harry!" Draco gasped at he saw Harry's eyes open. Ron and Hermione huddled closer.

Harry couldn't speak. He could hear and feel them, but there was no one there, it was simply torture, perhaps he did die and now he was in hell.

"Harry, mate, can you hear us?" Ron asked.

"Harry?" Hermione gasped.

Harry swallowed hard. "I can't see!" Harry replied, as he tried to open and close his eyes. "Help!"

Draco lifted Harry up in his arms. "Harry, look at me!"

"I can't see! I can't see!" Harry screamed.

Hermione began to sob, into Ron's shoulder.

"Harry, stop!" Draco cupped his face between his hands. "Calm down."

Harry's breathing was so heavy, Draco needed to get his heart to slow down.

"Hold me . . ." Harry gasped, leaning against Draco's chest. ". . .hold me."

Draco wrapped his arms around him and pulled him closer. "It's alright, shhhh, it's over now."

"He's blind . . ." Hermione gasped.

Draco turned to her. "What?"

"Before H-Harry passed out Voldemort hit him with something . . . it wasn't just any something. It was a stone, a glass stone that only powerful wizards can use. They are known for memory loss, blindness, and deafness. In Harry's case, he has . . . gone blind." Ron tighted his grip around Hermione's shoulders. A look of dismay crossed over his face as he let his head drop, a few tears escaped his eyes.

"It's only temperary right?" Draco nearly whispered.

"No." Hermione replied, as she burried her face in her hands.

"I'm not blind!" Harry spoke abruptly. He rubbed his eyes and opened them again. "Dammit!" Harry yelled, as he began to sob. "Dammit . . ."

Draco gripped Harry around his shoulders and pulled him close.

"Stop it!" Harry pulled himself away and fell backwards.

"Harry!" Draco leaned down and sat him back up.

"Stop it!" Harry yelled throwing his arms and legs around. "Don't touch me!"

Draco pinned down Harry's arms and layed next to him. "Listen to me," Draco stroked the side of Harry's cheek. "It's alright . . ." A sob escaped Draco's throat as he let himself lean on Harry. "I'll take care of you . . ."

Hey guys, I'm sooooooo sorry it took me forever. I've had a really rough week. I was supposed to update last tuesday but I did something really stupid over the weekend. Let's just say I had a little too much to drink and I almost confessed to my friend that I liked him. And I slept with him . . . well literally. lol I woke up next to him but nothing happened. But still, waking up the next morning barely remembering the night before is scary. Luckily my friends care about me enough to take care of me, and make sure I didn't do anything stupid. Well, now I remember everything that happened that night, and he said some things (That I'm pretty sure was a confession as well) that I want to know if he remembers but we haven't spoken of that night, at all. And I don't know if he remembers. I should write a fan fiction about this! lol so I can say "Inspired by true events."

Anyways, sorry about the wait, I'll update soon.