Disclaimer: Don't sue me. I don't own any of the characters of the books and I write for entertaining purposes only.

Warning: Implies Harry/Draco…

Author's Notes: Neville??? Hah! My best dilemma for them yet!

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When Fallen Dragons Rise…

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Each day passes,

Each night has gone

My heart is rising like the sun

But not sinking like in dawn

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"Sir Draco…" Moaning Myrtle said watching him stir in the process. Sir Nick observed near the door.

Both Myrtle and Sir Nick watched as he slept the whole night beside the bed of Harry. They did not wake him up. He looked so happy beside the boy captured his heart. But to their and, probably, Draco's dismay… it was already morning. There will be a lot of people coming in and going out at this time and they surely don't want to be caught. Especially when someone sees Draco in this form. But so far, no one can see him aside from other ghosts. They just hope it will stay that way.

"Sir Draco," she stated again, "its morning. We have to go now…" It was barely even a whisper for she feared she might wake up someone besides Draco. Draco, on the other hand, just stirred. He was so comfortable in his position beside Harry that he didn't want to get up.

"Draco!" Myrtle said a little louder than before. Still he didn't get up but there was something that Myrtle didn't see but Sir Nick saw: a grin. Sir Nick figured that he was awake before Myrtle even started waking him up. He just let the two alone and floated outside. He frowned when he looked downstairs.

It was Snape.

Curious, he hid since they could see him and followed Snape as he entered inside. He still saw Moaning Myrtle trying to wake Draco up.

"Draco… I'm warning you--------"

"Well, well, well… If it isn't ---------- Myrtle." Snape squinted his eyes a little and looked around the room and stopped. He was looking at Draco. Draco already lifted his head and was staring intimately at his former Slytherin Head Teacher. Myrtle thought that he saw Draco, not the one on the bed but the one who was sitting beside Harry. Myrtle sighed. Harry… Snape was only looking at Harry.

"What are you doing here, Ms Myrtle?" He looked back and forth gazing at her and the sleeping Harry. Myrtle prayed that he didn't hear what she had just said a while back. She prayed that he had not heard her call Draco…

"I----I---I…"

"I have not time for hesitation Ms Myrtle. What are you doing here?"

"She went in to check on Harry." Myrtle thanked God that Sir Nick had interfered with her little discussion with Snape.

"Well, well… Sir Nicolas. Early to be here… aren't you?" He said with a little sinister tone. Sir Nick knew that he was getting a little suspicious to as of why they were there but, of course, they couldn't just tell him that they were helping the spirit of Draco to get in the body of his again. He was getting a little skeptical about Snape's actions as well, especially the time when Draco had caught him in the infirmary room beyond visiting hours.  

"Just visiting a--- friend, Professor…" Sir Nick stated without tremor. He turned to Myrtle and also signaled for Draco. "Let's go… I think the professor wants some time to check on… Potter…"

Snape remained in the room as the two seen ghosts left. Sir Nick noticed that Draco hasn't come out yet. Again he stuck his head in to see Draco near the door yet was staring intently at the Potions Professor with very apprehensive eyes. "Draco." He called him.

"Do you think he'll be safe?" Draco asked not changing his expression though there were clear signs of concern in his voice. He didn't turn to face Sir Nick; rather, he just looked at the Professor who didn't seem to notice at all that he was there.

"I think that he'll be fine…"

"You think?"

Sir Nick sighed. "Sir Draco, if you have nothing more to do than just stare at him then you will never be physically reunited…" This snapped Draco out of his conspicuous trance on the professor and followed Sir Nick outside and joined up with Myrtle who was waiting just outside the door.

"Is he going to be fine with him?" Myrtle seemed to be concerned for Harry too for she knows that Professor Snape has a built in hatred for Harry.

"He will be all right. Don't worry," Sir Nick answered. "Right now we need to help Draco with his new state. We must show him all that he needs to know around the castle…"

Draco lifted one his eyebrows. "I'm not a new student, Sir Nick. I think I know my way around."

"Ah, yes. That you are, Sir Draco," Nick continued to say, "but you are a new ghost. There are a lot more things that you need to know when you are a ghost rather than being a student." Draco again was loosing control and was unconsciously slipping under the floor. Sir Nick held on his arm, "Like so…" He pulled Draco up and planted him on the floor. "You have to control that habit you have, slipping under the floor."

Draco nodded blushing a little as he followed the two. They were going to the library, Draco realized and was quickly infront of the doorway. They slipped inside and was not surprised that some students were already in. They sat somewhere that is not so perceptible.

"What now?" Draco asked. "We can't do this without a human body."

Myrtle and Sir Nick knew that Draco was right. Without a human body, they will not be able to this. There are a lot of things a human and solid body can do: like lifting a book and turning it pages. They'll be able to do that but it will take quite some strength and time. Exactly what they don't need at the very moment.

Suddenly they heard a loud thud and a couple of book falling in their area. There weren't any students where they were seated until that time and the sound made them jump a little on their seat. They looked at who it was but was unable to recognize quickly who it was.

"Neville…" Sir Nick said, recognizing at last who it was, "Are you all right?"

"Yes, thank you. I'm quite fine…" Neville said standing from his fallen position. He dusted the dirt that fell on him. The chubby Gryffindor also started greeting the ghosts.

"Hello sir Nick… Moaning Myrtle…"

Draco knew that Neville couldn't see him. After all, nobody could see him that is in Hogwarts. Even the great Potions Teacher who was named Severus Snape hasn't seen him in the whole fiasco that occurred.   

All heard Neville gasp that turned Draco's attention to him. He had the strangest expression that he could not distinguish. He was rubbing his eyes again and again, squinting every second. Draco thought that he was going to faint.

"What's wrong Neville?" asked Myrtle… She saw him point somewhere and began to mumble something that was barely audible…

"What?" She asked again. Neville answered in a whispered tone…

"Malfoy…"

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To be continued…