Harry pulled away from the firm grasp of his father's arms. And he looked up. And he was gone. Gone from Dumbledore's office, gone from his father. He looked around tears streaming from his face. The best thing in his life had happened today and it was gone. What had happened? What was going on?

Harry's heart was pounding in his chest. He was crying, but didn't feel it. He was spinning in the room, looking for something he recognized. And then his heart stopped. The crying and the pounding and the spinning stopped. He started forward. Draco was standing in front of him smirking.

"Have a nice adventure, Potter? How'd the famous Harry Potter do in DreamLand?"

Harry was profoundly confused. Draco? Dumbledore? Dad? How was this happening? What was going on? Although Harry was upset, he was angry. Draco was ruining the happiest moment in his life.

"What are YOU doing here Draco?"

"Haven't figured it out yet Potter? I'm surprised seeing how smart and famous you are I'd think you would know by now."

Harry was getting very angry. He was livid, his head was throbbing. This was not a time for Draco to appear. Harry did not appreciate his precense.

"Well, it seems that little spell I tried worked. How was your Dad? Did you enjoy your visit with him?"

Harry's tears started again. Draco couldn't do this to him.

"NO....NO.....YOU CAN'T DO THAT! IT WAS REAL! NOT A SPELL!"

Draco looked smug.

"Oh, yes. That was it, not real, but a spell." Draco was laughing.

Harry tried to jump at him. But he felt that he couldn't. He tried again and again, but he wasn't moving.

"Oh yeah. Did I forget to mention that you can't move. Ropes, invisible ones. Don't you just LOVE it!" Draco was giggling with glea.

"You...You...what is wrong with you? WHat is going on in your sick, twisted mind?"

"Oh, don't you just love to see your enemy in pain? I know that it just makes my day. Did you enjoy your visit with your Dad? I was hoping that he looked similar to what you imagined so it was as real as possible. Did you think it was? I thought it was pretty good."

Draco walked from the room and Harry collapsed to the floor in exhaustion and in the defeat from an enemy. He was so tired and so distraught he didn't choose to fight the ropes. He would just have to wait for someone to find him, wherever he was.