Authors Note: Well this is the first Draco/Harry fic I have ever written (wat? no applause?) Sadly I don't update a lot, with being busy with school, and my other story challenges that I'm writing, and sleep and life (well you get it). I haven't decided if this fic is going to be rated R or higher yet so you'll have to wait. Or for that matter how long it's going to be, I'm thinking less than 10 chapters, but it might be more if my muse doesn't die on me, there might be hope for me yet. ;)
Rated: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't you just love these. Well I'd just like to say that Draco is property of moi, yeah I wish, but sadly no, he is the property of J. K. Rowling and others that I cant remember, so deal. No need to sue me and take away my wealth (currently 55cents and half a piece of gum, if you were wondering). Haha oh how I wish I was exaggerating:'( haha, read the story now, shoo, lol

oooo, don't forget to review, it would make me soooo happy:) yes, yes it would.

***************Dragons Torment; Dracos' Story

"Oh my god, no you cant, you mustn't!"

But it was already too late, he had apparated away, and nobody could have done anything, the look in his eyes said it all, he had to finish it, he was the only one who could finish it. He had gone to kill Voldemort.

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That had been 4 years ago, that night the love of my life left everything behind, and never came back.

He did destroy Voldemort, everyone knew he would. He had been gone 13 days before they found the bodies of Lucius Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Parkinson, Flint, and the bound body of Peter Pettigrew. And lastly the disfigured remains of what had once been the dark Lord Voldemort, Tom Riddle, with Nagini lying dead beside him. All their wands before their bodies, except for Voldemorts' which was never found in the graveyard that had been the setting of Cedrics' death in Harry Potters 4th year. When Cedric and Harry both decided to tie for the tri wizard tournament.

Nobody ever found Harry Potter, his body wasn't there, but some thought that he had died when he had killed Voldemort; others, thought that he was a coward, and had run away, but why? Why would he not come back to all his friends that were waiting for him in Hogwarts?

But perhaps I should start from the beginning; first year.

I must do what I must, follow the path that my father has chosen for me. The hat calls out slytherin, but he went to gryffindor, lucky Potter, the hat said I would do better in gryffindor, that slytherin would corrupt me, but it knew, and I knew, that it must be how it must be. He refused my friendship, so I hated him, and envied him, and wanted to be him. Four years past and hate turned into something else. Fifth year, I saw him differently; he wasn't who he had been before Cedric died, hell nobody would be the same if they saw someone die. He blamed himself I knew.

Two more years and I kept it a secret, my liking potter, what a scandal it would be if anyone found out. But that year, he really changed, we didn't fight anymore, we hadn't for two years. I couldn't deal with what my father wanted me to become so I started wandering the halls at night, under the safe cover of the invisibility cloak that my father had given me, he didn't want me to get caught if I had to get information that dear old Voldie wanted.

So that's how I found Potter one night. Down by the lake, watching the giant squid doing laps. Well I was surprised as you might have imagined, Harry Potter, breaking school rules to do as he pleased. Then why would he be here of all places. And why would he be crying?