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Chapter Twelve: Vacation and back? ? ?





And so the weeks passed till it was Christmas vacation. This was the first year Harry went home. Sirius had bought a house, not far from the Weasleys. It was more like a mansion, in Harry's eyes. The Black Mansion. Sirius had got 50 thousand galleons for every year in Azkaban. This added to his already full vault made him a real rich guy. And Harry forgot about the voice, forgot about the dream, forgot about Voldemort trying to kill him, while he learned his way around the mansion. Sirius now had a girlfriend, who was actually Lavender Brown's aunt. She was very sweet and pretty, and had been two years under Sirius in Hogwarts. Harry had a funny feeling that they would end up getting married. But good things always have to come to an end, and soon Harry was back onto the Hogwarts Express for the next semester of his fifth year.



"Harry!" Draco joined him in his compartment. None of Harry's other friends had gone back home. Ron couldn't afford it, Hermione's parents were on vacation, and Liza had stayed to keep them company. Harry moved over to let Draco sit near him. "Harry, I got the strangest owl from Pansy. She was so mad at me the whole year, because of Hermione. First she thought it wasn't true, but she caught us kissing, and she was furious. So it was real odd that I got a letter from her. Oh, god where did I put that thing? Dicoverous!" Harry could see the letter shining on top of Draco's trunk. "Oh right, there." He opened it up and pulled out his letter. Harry read the letter.



Dear Draco,

I know, that you're really friends with Harry Potter. I'm so sorry for being so rude to you for so long, so as a sorry gift, how about if I cook up a real cool potion for you, to make you're friends like you even more? This way you won't ever lose them. The potion will help you be naturally nice, to this friend, and it will make him like you. I know that part doesn't come to you easily. But To make it I need some things from this closest friend. Not your girlfriend. So Harry Potter Fits. I know you want to be close to him. I will need two oz. of his saliva, and his most precious possession. It won't get ruined. Don't tell Potter, he won't believe you, just get it from him. You'd better.

Love, Pansy

"This is really weird. There's no such potion. I owled Snape because it sounded so weird. Harry? Are you listening?" Harry wasn't. He was deep in thought.



"MERLINS BEARD. I GOT IT!!!" Harry shouted. "Remember a few months ago when I heard that voice? It must have been Pansy. She is cooking something up to help Voldemort. I must tell this to Dumbledore. She has to be stopped, because she'll find another way to get it."



"Very smart Potter. I thought I told you not to tell him Draco? You really are a lost case. Well, not to worry. My Master will know what to do with you." And before she could even start to disarm Voldemort appeared. He gave them both cold looks. Harry didn't even care, his hand clutched to his scar, in pain.



"Are you all right Harry?" Draco asked him quietly.



"So touching." Voldemort laughed mercilessly. He turned to Draco. "This is very upsetting young Malfoy. TO have one of my closest death eater's very son, friends with the enemy? I think you need a little something to help you remember where you come from. Crucious!" Malfoy's body writhed and he began screaming. Harry felt his pain, as Voldemort cursed him too. Then he felt himself be bound up, and Malfoy beside him. They were both floating along Voldemort. Then he blacked out.





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"I wonder where Harry and Draco are? I haven't seen either of them come out of the horseless coaches." Hermione looked worried. She stopped the first person. "Have you seen Harry Potter or Draco Malfoy? Were they on the train?"



"Am I my brothers keepers? No. So how could I be Potter's keeper? I haven't seen either of them, mud blood." Hermione was too nervous to even answer Pansy back. "I'm going to Dumbledore. Wait. What just fell out of Pansy's bag?" It was the paper. Ron, Hermione and Liza read it with growing trepidation.



"Hey guys. Do you know where Harry is? He was in the train in the beginning. I even saw him in his compartment reading something with Malfoy. Then Pansy went in, and the next time I passed by they weren't there." Hermione grimly showed her the note. Then they all went to Dumbledore. Something was wrong. Very wrong.







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When Harry woke up he was laying on the floor. Draco was very pale beside him.



"So, Potter. You decided to wake up? I have the first part of the potion to destroy this connection here, and now if you would kindly tell me what your most precious possession is. Imperio." It didn't work of course. Voldemort shook his head. "I'd better think about this for a while." Nagini, Voldemort's snake was crawling on the floor, after Voldemort left the room. Harry looked at the snake and spoke in Parseltongue.



"Do you know where our wands are?" He hissed. The snake slithered out and returned with two wands in his curled tail. Harry gaped. He hadn't expected that. "Thanks" He said. He closed his fingers around his wand and whispered, "Releaso." His hands became untied and he did the same to Draco. After they were both free and untied, Harry turned to Draco. "We are both pretty good wizards. How about if we both go and try to kill him together. Or at least capture him." They both snuck quietly, and soon faced the dark lord's pacing back. They both held hands and shouted, "Expeliarmous." The force threw Voldemort up in the air, where he was knocked out. Suddenly Draco burst out laughing. Pointing to the window, he showed Harry the new enchanted car Mr. Weasely had enchanted. In it was a worried looking Dumbledore. His face showed relief as he saw the two boys standing there laughing.



"I couldn't go on a broomstick because that is real magic. This wouldn't have alerted Voldemort. A Line of aurors were waiting for the signal to come in. But suddenly Voldie sat up. His eyes glittered.



"Harry Potter. Though not a mud blood himself, he's the son of a mud blood. I have tried to kill you when you were a baby. But you were saved through your mud blood of a mother. And though many don't know, it was your power as well. I heard from the centaurs that you would defeat me one day. You still may. I used all my powers to try and kill you. But nothing worked. One day, we'll meet again. But for now, I'll stay out of England. I'll let you finish your school years and become a full wizard. I don't know what it is about you. Your will to succeed? Your love of life? Your powers that you don't even know you have? If you tried or wanted you could do better than that mud blood genius. And you will. So good bye Harry Potter. For now. . ." With that he apparated. Harry Potter was safe again.