A/N: Once again, I've suffered a giant writer's block! I realised it was
gonna get complicated to write this chapter, since I have no experience in
writing action/adventure...
Someone said in their review that I had a lot to offer in this fic, but
still all I wanted was to write a fic about a suicidal Harry and a
comforting Draco, I didn't mean for it to end up in a war against
Voldemort! Geez... I'm in big trouble now, aren't I...?
HARRY'S SCREAM
A blood-icing scream filled the corridors of Hogwarts. In the Owlery, wings fluttered as the owls woke up and joined the scream, shrieking in uproar.
When's the scream stopped, everything went quiet. In Draco's room, Harry's eyes shone wide-open in the darkness. He was lying curled up on Draco's bed in Draco's arms, sleeping peacefully until the scream had reached his ears. He felt his heartbeat racing.
Then it came again, the same blood-icing, tortured, almost animal-like scream. This time, Draco's eyes shot open and met Harry's. Once again, the screaming stopped. Harry and Draco just stared at each other.
"What in heavens name was that?!" Draco hissed. Harry only shook his head, making it clear he was just as confused as Draco.
Seconds later, a crash echoed through the dungeons, as if someone had dropped a giant mirror on the stone floor.
This time both Draco and Harry jumped to their feet on either side of the bed. Harry held his dagger tightly in his right hand, and Draco quickly grabbed his wand.
"What's going on?" Harry asked, pushing his glasses up on his nose to look around. Draco took a few steps over to the window and gazed upon the Hogwarts grounds. Not many hours had passed since Harry's nightmare, thick darkness was still covering the grounds.
"Looks like everything's normal outside. That crash came from nearby, but the scream..." He turned around to face Harry.
"I have to find professor Snape." Before he reached the door, Harry stopped him by grabbing his arm.
"You're going out there?!" Draco stared at him for a moment, then made himself free from Harry's grip.
"I have orders Harry, having you here over the night comes with a responsibility of knowing what's going on." Harry gave him a pleading look. Draco's face softened.
"Look.." He put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "It's not that far to Snape's office from here, I'll be back as soon as I've talked to him, I promise." Harry grabbed him around the neck and gave him a kiss more daring than ever before. Draco groaned and fought his will to carry the boy back to his bed.
As their lips parted, Harry panting slightly, Draco whispered: "Don't leave the room, promise me. Stay here until I come back and don't turn on any lights."
And so Draco stepped out in the dark dungeon corridor, lit his wand and started running towards Snape's office as fast and quiet as he could.
He knocked the door twice, before he stepped in.
"Professor Snape, it's Draco..." Draco held out his wand to lighten up the room, and what he saw made his heart sink.
"Dammit!" He leaned against the wall and drew a hand through his hair. *What the heck do I do know?*
Harry sneaked over to the window and opened it. Everything looked suspiciously normal outside. He collected every last ounce of courage he carried and made a loud whistle. Only seconds later, a dark shadow swept through the air above the window and landed on the frame.
"Hey, Hedwig..." Harry smiled weakly. "Quite a night, huh?"
Hedwig cooed soothingly and stroked her head against his hand. Harry hurried over to Draco's desk and found a piece of parchment and a pencil.
"I need you to take this message to Sirius, and do it fast..." Harry said while scribbling down a few words on the note. He folded it together tightly and tied it to Hedwig's leg.
"Now go on, hurry." He gave her a little nudge out the window and watched her take off into the sky.
The door slid open and Draco slipped in and closed it tightly behind him. Harry turned around, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Then they were both in front of each other, letting the closeness make their hearts stop racing.
"He's gone." Draco muttered, curling his fingers in Harry's hair.
"What do you mean gone?" Harry asked hoarsely.
"He wasn't there, he's gone. I have to find him."
Harry sighed in frustration, leaning his forehead against the other boy's chin.
"Maybe he went to get professor Dumbledore, maybe he heard the screaming as well."
"Or maybe he didn't, I have to do this."
"Then I'm coming with you."
"No, you're not, not a chance."
"Yes, Draco. You are underestimating me, I've fought Voldemort before, I can do it again, this is my war."
"War?" Draco took a step back, his pale eyes glowing dangerously. "You call this a war, Harry Potter? Without any Aurors on our ground you're as good as helpless if the Death Eaters have broken their way into Hogwarts. Voldemort cannot be here as long as Dumbledore is here, but there are servants of the dark Lord who'll do anything for him."
"Like Wormtail, or maybe Lucius Malfoy?" Harry snapped. Draco's shoulders dropped. He shook his heat quietly.
"You don't know what you're talking about." He whispered.
"Oh come ON, Malfoy! I saw him, I saw him at Voldemort's gathering at the end of the Triwizard Tournament! Everybody knows he wont give up until his son takes the exact same occupation!"
Draco clenched his fists tightly.
"Fine," he growled, eyes blazing with anger and humiliation. "I don't care about what everybody think they know." He turned around and left the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Draco, no! Shit!" Harry sunk down on the floor. "This can *not* be happening!"
He had absolutely not doubt that Draco would get hurt trying to reach Dumbledore's office, he just knew someone was walking around the corridors with evil plans...
In the Gryffindor Tower, inside the boys' dorms, Ron was sitting curled up on his bed shaking. No way he was going to close his eyes again for tonight! Suddenly, the door creaked open. Ron grabbed his wand and almost choked on his own heart when Harry appeared in the doorway. "Harry! Thank god you're still alive! You scared the shit out of me! Did you hear those screams before, I haven't been able to relax a muscle since!" Harry wasn't looking very scared. He looked around in the room, before he lit his wand, and Ron could see he was holding his silver dagger in his other hand. "I everyone else asleep?" He asked. Ron nodded. Harry walked over to this trunk and opened it. "I just came for the Marauders' Map." "Where are you going?" Ron asked as Harry stuffed the Map inside his shirt and headed for the exit. "I have to find someone." "And get yourself killed in the process, you mean..."
Harry stared the Map in his hands. He saw a little dot named Draco Malfoy moving towards Dumbledore's office, but Dumbledore wasn't in office, the headmaster and another dot labelled Severus Snape was moving towards Draco's room in the dungeons, probably to find Harry!
Harry was just about to return to the dungeons. He thought that the best thing right now must be to find Dumbledore and tell him what was going on, but - Harry froze and stared at the Map. Another dot was following Draco, and it was labelled *Lucius Malfoy*!
If Lucius got a hold of Draco, he would be forced to help him!
*I have to help him.* Harry decided quickly, memorizing the corridor Draco was in and how he could get there as fast a possible. *I have to make sure he doesn't get caught by his father!*
Draco pressed himself up against the wall as much as he could holding his wand tightly in his right and as he held his breath. He could hear someone was following him, and being to scared to make a run for it, he slid in behind a big statue and hid in the shadow of it, hoping that who ever followed him, would walk past him. A dark figure rounded the corner down the hall, and Draco's heart sank. It was a Death Eater, just as he had feared. He couldn't see who it was, for he wore a mask and a hood. *Don't come over here...* The masked Death Eater took as step closer to the statue, and Draco was just about to make the fist attack, when suddenly the sound of a vase being dropped on the floor echoed through the corridor. The Death Eater stopped dead in its tracks, and then turned away.
Draco almost thought the sound of his own heart pounding would give him away. But the crash had captured the Death Eater's attention; the tall dark figure started walking back down the corridor in the direction from which the sound had emerged.
As soon as the Death Eater turned disappeared behind the corner, Draco slipped out from his hiding place and quickly continued his way in the opposite direction. He had to find Dumbledore now; Death Eaters had broken in and was walking around in Hogwarts looking for Harry!
He was almost there now... Draco recognised the stairway leading up to Dumbledore's room. He was almost there, when - a scream, the same tortured, painful scream he had heard earlier, only this time... Draco's heart stopped just as he realised - "Harry!" The Slytherin boy whirled around and stared into the dark corridor from which he had come. That was Harry! Harry was caught!
The scream seemed to linger in the air as Draco started running back though the corridor, letting the sound of Harry's pleading voice guide him through the darkness. He run past the statue he had hidden himself behind, and skidded around the corner at the end of the corridor, where he almost slipped on the shards of a porcelain vase laid spread all over the carpet, and there... Draco instinctively snatched it from the floor, still running like never before.
Harry's dagger. He wouldn't have dropped if he hadn't been chased by someone.
There he was, Harry was lying on the floor behind the next corner, twitching in pain. The Death Eater Draco had seen was standing towered over him, about to take his life. But Draco wouldn't let that happen.
He emerged from behind the corner, running fast like an antelope, raised the dagger over his head and stabbed the Death Eater from behind right into its neck.
The wand of the Death Eater fell to the floor, and the body fell right next to it. The crucius curse let go, and Harry's body fell together in a heap on the floor.
Draco stared at the Death Eater lying at his feet; face down with the dagger tuck into his throat. Then he quickly jumped over it and fell to his knees next to Harry. Harry was all pale and cold, his eyes widened in horror, and tears of pain trickling down the sides of his face.
"D- Dra- Draco..." He stammered and reached up to grab Draco's arm. Draco didn't know what to do, Harry looked so weak, like he was going to pass out any second.
"Oh Harry, why did you leave? Why!" He demanded, troking the hair from Harry's face.
"B- because... you left." He stuttered, smiling a little, but still shaking violently. "I'm- I'm sorry." He whispered.
"Oh..." Draco sighed and lifted Harry's head onto his lap. Harry tried as hard as he could to make his muscles relax after the brutal torture, but he couldn't stop his body from wrecking. He saw the dead body of the Death Eater lying only a few feet from him. The Death Eater... who really was... Lucius... Malfoy... Then he looked up at Draco's face, and then further behind him, Harry saw an evil, grim face emerging from the shadows behind Draco.
"D- Draco..." Harry squealed, fighting to make himself heard. "Draco... look out!" Draco didn't have the time to understand what Harry was saying until something hard hit him over the head and made him fall to the floor next to Harry with a thud. Draco growled in pain, and rolled over on his back to get a look at his attacker.
Wormtail was standing towered over him, his shining silvery hand painted by the blood that now spilled from the back of Draco's head. His smug little eyes shone with evil as he took another step forward and raised his magic hand again. Draco just stared at him, his vision was getting hazy and he could feel his head getting dizzy. He could hear Harry's rustling breathing next to him on the floor, and he could feel the other boy's hand grabbing his.
Wormtail's lips curled into a smile.
"So it all ends here... Harry Potter lying defenceless at my feet, together with the betrayer of the Death Eaters Draco Malfoy at his side, both completely at my mercy..."
His hand rose high above his head, ready to make its final hit.
"I don't have mercy." Wormtail growled.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, something interrupted Wormtail's movement, a powerful roar made him stop dead and take as quick step back. A big, black dog came running down from the other direction and took a big jump over Harry and Draco lying on the floor. As the dog landed with its front paws on the floor between the boys and Wormtail, the dog was no longer an animal, but a tall, black-haired man, holding a want pointed firmly at Wormtail's face.
Draco recognised this man.
"Why, it's been a while, Peter Pettigrew." Sirius Black growled, raising his wand pure hatred burning in his eyes. Wormtail took another step back and winced in realisation. "Say goodbye."
Draco didn't see Wormtail take his last breath before Black's curse hit him with a fatal impact, his own blood was draining the carpet underneath his head, and he fell to unconsciousness.
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HARRY'S SCREAM
A blood-icing scream filled the corridors of Hogwarts. In the Owlery, wings fluttered as the owls woke up and joined the scream, shrieking in uproar.
When's the scream stopped, everything went quiet. In Draco's room, Harry's eyes shone wide-open in the darkness. He was lying curled up on Draco's bed in Draco's arms, sleeping peacefully until the scream had reached his ears. He felt his heartbeat racing.
Then it came again, the same blood-icing, tortured, almost animal-like scream. This time, Draco's eyes shot open and met Harry's. Once again, the screaming stopped. Harry and Draco just stared at each other.
"What in heavens name was that?!" Draco hissed. Harry only shook his head, making it clear he was just as confused as Draco.
Seconds later, a crash echoed through the dungeons, as if someone had dropped a giant mirror on the stone floor.
This time both Draco and Harry jumped to their feet on either side of the bed. Harry held his dagger tightly in his right hand, and Draco quickly grabbed his wand.
"What's going on?" Harry asked, pushing his glasses up on his nose to look around. Draco took a few steps over to the window and gazed upon the Hogwarts grounds. Not many hours had passed since Harry's nightmare, thick darkness was still covering the grounds.
"Looks like everything's normal outside. That crash came from nearby, but the scream..." He turned around to face Harry.
"I have to find professor Snape." Before he reached the door, Harry stopped him by grabbing his arm.
"You're going out there?!" Draco stared at him for a moment, then made himself free from Harry's grip.
"I have orders Harry, having you here over the night comes with a responsibility of knowing what's going on." Harry gave him a pleading look. Draco's face softened.
"Look.." He put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "It's not that far to Snape's office from here, I'll be back as soon as I've talked to him, I promise." Harry grabbed him around the neck and gave him a kiss more daring than ever before. Draco groaned and fought his will to carry the boy back to his bed.
As their lips parted, Harry panting slightly, Draco whispered: "Don't leave the room, promise me. Stay here until I come back and don't turn on any lights."
And so Draco stepped out in the dark dungeon corridor, lit his wand and started running towards Snape's office as fast and quiet as he could.
He knocked the door twice, before he stepped in.
"Professor Snape, it's Draco..." Draco held out his wand to lighten up the room, and what he saw made his heart sink.
"Dammit!" He leaned against the wall and drew a hand through his hair. *What the heck do I do know?*
Harry sneaked over to the window and opened it. Everything looked suspiciously normal outside. He collected every last ounce of courage he carried and made a loud whistle. Only seconds later, a dark shadow swept through the air above the window and landed on the frame.
"Hey, Hedwig..." Harry smiled weakly. "Quite a night, huh?"
Hedwig cooed soothingly and stroked her head against his hand. Harry hurried over to Draco's desk and found a piece of parchment and a pencil.
"I need you to take this message to Sirius, and do it fast..." Harry said while scribbling down a few words on the note. He folded it together tightly and tied it to Hedwig's leg.
"Now go on, hurry." He gave her a little nudge out the window and watched her take off into the sky.
The door slid open and Draco slipped in and closed it tightly behind him. Harry turned around, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Then they were both in front of each other, letting the closeness make their hearts stop racing.
"He's gone." Draco muttered, curling his fingers in Harry's hair.
"What do you mean gone?" Harry asked hoarsely.
"He wasn't there, he's gone. I have to find him."
Harry sighed in frustration, leaning his forehead against the other boy's chin.
"Maybe he went to get professor Dumbledore, maybe he heard the screaming as well."
"Or maybe he didn't, I have to do this."
"Then I'm coming with you."
"No, you're not, not a chance."
"Yes, Draco. You are underestimating me, I've fought Voldemort before, I can do it again, this is my war."
"War?" Draco took a step back, his pale eyes glowing dangerously. "You call this a war, Harry Potter? Without any Aurors on our ground you're as good as helpless if the Death Eaters have broken their way into Hogwarts. Voldemort cannot be here as long as Dumbledore is here, but there are servants of the dark Lord who'll do anything for him."
"Like Wormtail, or maybe Lucius Malfoy?" Harry snapped. Draco's shoulders dropped. He shook his heat quietly.
"You don't know what you're talking about." He whispered.
"Oh come ON, Malfoy! I saw him, I saw him at Voldemort's gathering at the end of the Triwizard Tournament! Everybody knows he wont give up until his son takes the exact same occupation!"
Draco clenched his fists tightly.
"Fine," he growled, eyes blazing with anger and humiliation. "I don't care about what everybody think they know." He turned around and left the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Draco, no! Shit!" Harry sunk down on the floor. "This can *not* be happening!"
He had absolutely not doubt that Draco would get hurt trying to reach Dumbledore's office, he just knew someone was walking around the corridors with evil plans...
In the Gryffindor Tower, inside the boys' dorms, Ron was sitting curled up on his bed shaking. No way he was going to close his eyes again for tonight! Suddenly, the door creaked open. Ron grabbed his wand and almost choked on his own heart when Harry appeared in the doorway. "Harry! Thank god you're still alive! You scared the shit out of me! Did you hear those screams before, I haven't been able to relax a muscle since!" Harry wasn't looking very scared. He looked around in the room, before he lit his wand, and Ron could see he was holding his silver dagger in his other hand. "I everyone else asleep?" He asked. Ron nodded. Harry walked over to this trunk and opened it. "I just came for the Marauders' Map." "Where are you going?" Ron asked as Harry stuffed the Map inside his shirt and headed for the exit. "I have to find someone." "And get yourself killed in the process, you mean..."
Harry stared the Map in his hands. He saw a little dot named Draco Malfoy moving towards Dumbledore's office, but Dumbledore wasn't in office, the headmaster and another dot labelled Severus Snape was moving towards Draco's room in the dungeons, probably to find Harry!
Harry was just about to return to the dungeons. He thought that the best thing right now must be to find Dumbledore and tell him what was going on, but - Harry froze and stared at the Map. Another dot was following Draco, and it was labelled *Lucius Malfoy*!
If Lucius got a hold of Draco, he would be forced to help him!
*I have to help him.* Harry decided quickly, memorizing the corridor Draco was in and how he could get there as fast a possible. *I have to make sure he doesn't get caught by his father!*
Draco pressed himself up against the wall as much as he could holding his wand tightly in his right and as he held his breath. He could hear someone was following him, and being to scared to make a run for it, he slid in behind a big statue and hid in the shadow of it, hoping that who ever followed him, would walk past him. A dark figure rounded the corner down the hall, and Draco's heart sank. It was a Death Eater, just as he had feared. He couldn't see who it was, for he wore a mask and a hood. *Don't come over here...* The masked Death Eater took as step closer to the statue, and Draco was just about to make the fist attack, when suddenly the sound of a vase being dropped on the floor echoed through the corridor. The Death Eater stopped dead in its tracks, and then turned away.
Draco almost thought the sound of his own heart pounding would give him away. But the crash had captured the Death Eater's attention; the tall dark figure started walking back down the corridor in the direction from which the sound had emerged.
As soon as the Death Eater turned disappeared behind the corner, Draco slipped out from his hiding place and quickly continued his way in the opposite direction. He had to find Dumbledore now; Death Eaters had broken in and was walking around in Hogwarts looking for Harry!
He was almost there now... Draco recognised the stairway leading up to Dumbledore's room. He was almost there, when - a scream, the same tortured, painful scream he had heard earlier, only this time... Draco's heart stopped just as he realised - "Harry!" The Slytherin boy whirled around and stared into the dark corridor from which he had come. That was Harry! Harry was caught!
The scream seemed to linger in the air as Draco started running back though the corridor, letting the sound of Harry's pleading voice guide him through the darkness. He run past the statue he had hidden himself behind, and skidded around the corner at the end of the corridor, where he almost slipped on the shards of a porcelain vase laid spread all over the carpet, and there... Draco instinctively snatched it from the floor, still running like never before.
Harry's dagger. He wouldn't have dropped if he hadn't been chased by someone.
There he was, Harry was lying on the floor behind the next corner, twitching in pain. The Death Eater Draco had seen was standing towered over him, about to take his life. But Draco wouldn't let that happen.
He emerged from behind the corner, running fast like an antelope, raised the dagger over his head and stabbed the Death Eater from behind right into its neck.
The wand of the Death Eater fell to the floor, and the body fell right next to it. The crucius curse let go, and Harry's body fell together in a heap on the floor.
Draco stared at the Death Eater lying at his feet; face down with the dagger tuck into his throat. Then he quickly jumped over it and fell to his knees next to Harry. Harry was all pale and cold, his eyes widened in horror, and tears of pain trickling down the sides of his face.
"D- Dra- Draco..." He stammered and reached up to grab Draco's arm. Draco didn't know what to do, Harry looked so weak, like he was going to pass out any second.
"Oh Harry, why did you leave? Why!" He demanded, troking the hair from Harry's face.
"B- because... you left." He stuttered, smiling a little, but still shaking violently. "I'm- I'm sorry." He whispered.
"Oh..." Draco sighed and lifted Harry's head onto his lap. Harry tried as hard as he could to make his muscles relax after the brutal torture, but he couldn't stop his body from wrecking. He saw the dead body of the Death Eater lying only a few feet from him. The Death Eater... who really was... Lucius... Malfoy... Then he looked up at Draco's face, and then further behind him, Harry saw an evil, grim face emerging from the shadows behind Draco.
"D- Draco..." Harry squealed, fighting to make himself heard. "Draco... look out!" Draco didn't have the time to understand what Harry was saying until something hard hit him over the head and made him fall to the floor next to Harry with a thud. Draco growled in pain, and rolled over on his back to get a look at his attacker.
Wormtail was standing towered over him, his shining silvery hand painted by the blood that now spilled from the back of Draco's head. His smug little eyes shone with evil as he took another step forward and raised his magic hand again. Draco just stared at him, his vision was getting hazy and he could feel his head getting dizzy. He could hear Harry's rustling breathing next to him on the floor, and he could feel the other boy's hand grabbing his.
Wormtail's lips curled into a smile.
"So it all ends here... Harry Potter lying defenceless at my feet, together with the betrayer of the Death Eaters Draco Malfoy at his side, both completely at my mercy..."
His hand rose high above his head, ready to make its final hit.
"I don't have mercy." Wormtail growled.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, something interrupted Wormtail's movement, a powerful roar made him stop dead and take as quick step back. A big, black dog came running down from the other direction and took a big jump over Harry and Draco lying on the floor. As the dog landed with its front paws on the floor between the boys and Wormtail, the dog was no longer an animal, but a tall, black-haired man, holding a want pointed firmly at Wormtail's face.
Draco recognised this man.
"Why, it's been a while, Peter Pettigrew." Sirius Black growled, raising his wand pure hatred burning in his eyes. Wormtail took another step back and winced in realisation. "Say goodbye."
Draco didn't see Wormtail take his last breath before Black's curse hit him with a fatal impact, his own blood was draining the carpet underneath his head, and he fell to unconsciousness.
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