Disclaimer: everything you know already is J.K Rowling's…darn.

Puzzled, Ginny trudged back to the castle, the tingling remains of her first kiss still on her smiling lips.

Harry was frantic. He had racked his brains to try to remember where the Slytherin common room was, but he knew he wouldn't be able to get in anyway, since he didn't know the password. Luck was with him, though, because as soon as Harry rounded a corner he collided with somebody else.

"Malfoy!" Harry exclaimed, "Come to the grounds with me, I've got to tell you something."

"All right," he said, as soon as the tow were safely on the grounds, "First of all, I wanna thank you for that rose. I think Gin and I will be real happy now. If you want, you can be part of our group now, and I promise I'll trust you, OK? Friends?"

"Friends," Malfoy responded, shaking Harry's hand with a wide grin, "But that's not what you wanted to tell me, I can see."

"Tonight, when Ginny was transforming into her love personality, she swears she heard a voice that said the son of a servant has betrayed me and wants to go over to the ranks of the good he will die, he will die, and I think that it might have been that ass Voldemort. I just want you to know that if you are ever in need of my help-"

But Harry was cut off in the middle of his speech because Draco Malfoy was spinning round and round. Reaching a hand out to grab hold of him, Harry soon felt himself spinning too. What seemedlike an eternity later, Harry opened his eyes, next to him lay Malfoy. They were in some sort of dungeon . Then, Harry heard somebody say,

"KILL THE SPARE"