Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but- "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
Chapter One
Death and Rebirth
Gossips had spread overnight throughout the school. There was no explanation to how all the students inside the castle seemed to know that Dumbledore had beaten two Aurors, the High Inquisitor, the Minister of Magic, and his Junior Assistant before hazing out from Hogwarts.
There were a lot of false rumors going around including a plot of how Dumbledore had been a Death Eather and a traitor.
Gossips created among the Slytherin students.
No matter where Harry went inside the castle, the only topic of conversation was Dumbledore's escape.
It didn't matter how inaccurate the information had been, Harry has remained silent. Everyone knew that Marietta and he were the only students who had witnessed the scene in Dumbledore's office, and since Marietta was now in the hospital wing, Harry was besieged with requests to tell first-hand.
Draco Malfoy slid out from behind the door, closely followed by Crabbe and Goyle. "Dumbledore isn't here to defend you now is he, Potter?" Said Goyle. Draco stood by the door as his pale pointy chin formed a grim alight with malice and enjoyed the scene from afar. Draco's jaw had already suffered at the hands of Potter, and he wasn't looking for another fight, not today at least.
But Draco wanted revenge for the beat down Harry and the Wesley brothers gave him. Draco's pride is in constant hurting since that day.
"Not today," Harry ran up the stairs from the main hall. He clenched his fists as he ran, thinking of the past. About Cedric Diggory, the first victim that he failed to save, after his parents, Cedric was another soul that died because of him.
Harry's heart increased with each step, he ran and walked some more, and without realizing it, he had gone through the hidden passages and shortly arrived at the astronomy tower. Such structure was the tallest tower in Hogwarts and Harry stood by the parapet with a perfect view of a starry sky.
Harry had enough. He stopped at the balcony, and tried to remember something else, he searched his memories for anything else. Something that would help him relax. Harry began to remember the deep moments with Cho but then realized that she didn't even talk to him no more, because of what had happened with Cedric.
Now he tried on Dolores Umbridge, she was something else, but his memories of her only fueled the flame. The way Umbridge spoke of Cedric was unforgivable. Nothing worth came to mind, anyway. Harry took a deep breath and felt a wand at the back of his neck.
"Any last words, Potter?" Harry opened his eyes. He knew that voice very well, it belonged to Malfoy. Harry was sure that he had lost them in the secret passages. How they managed to find him was a mystery to him.
"A little bastard snake like-your-father, aren't we?" Harry responded trying to kill time to grab his wand.
"Do it, Draco!" Shouted Goyle.
Harry instantly turned around and the two-Slytherin-apes drew their wands toward him. Harry went for his wand. In seconds the wand was snap from his fingers by the Expelliarmus spell. Could have been Draco who used the spell, but Harry couldn't see who did cast the spell by the flash of light.
"Nice try, Potter. Look, is your wand," Crabbe threw his wand from the astronomy tower, laughing at him joined by Goyle.
"Do it now Draco, before any of the teachers come." Said Goyle.
"No," said Draco.
Draco put his wand away and walked towards Harry who was at the edge of the parapet.
"If Potter moves, kill him," said Draco standing very close to Harry that he could almost felt his breath.
Harry closed his eyes and waited for a right or left hook, maybe the worse beat down of his life, but it never came. Harry felt two hands pushed him over the balcony and felt he was flying over Hogwarts. Harry felt the wind on his face as he made his way down, at the top of the tower, he saw Crabbe and Goyle smiling down on him standing next to Malfoy.
"How does it feel?!" Draco squeezed his fist with a frowned.
Harry didn't say a word as he descended further and faster. Maybe, this is the end for him? Maybe he wasn't the chosen one after all. He wasn't destined to save everyone from the big bad wizard. He was just another sheep of the bunch.
Draco gave one finale smirked at Harry before looking at Crabbe and Goyle, "It will be better if this looks like an accident-" Draco told them.
Harry closed his eyes to embrace the strong winds against his face one last time as his free fall from the astronomy tower continued. Draco's killer instinct had been the first of many mysteries surrounding Draco that Harry had discovered.
But that didn't matter now.
Harry was about to die.
But if he does not die from the fall ...Harry swore he would kill Draco for this.