Sorry, I know it's short but it was either upload the mi-chapter now or continue writing and leave you people hanging and getting angry and thinking about killing me and that kind of thing. So here you go!

The Darkness That Dreams Are Made Of

Innocence Burned in Blood

Harry arrived in a ripple of time and a breath of wind, his face still shone with darkness and his eyes were beginning to loose all humanity. Harry was changing at an alarming rate. Magic is an instrument of perfection, normally held with the soul because souls are perfect but as it overlapped upon the body it began to try and create physical perfection as well.

Face, thin and elegant, hair, wild, untamed, darker than charcoal's blood. And his eyes, for although they had lost their innocence they also lost their light and that color that reminds you of a fresh spring day. Cold, unforgiving dark, irises shining as if to be the facets of a jewel lost in the depths of a endless, colorless, sea.

He knew his surroundings in an instance but for you they will be shown.

A circle of vast black, a thousand or more dementor's gathered around all facing in, facing Draco. For someone upon first glance, for someone without the endless sight of magic, they seemed to be attacking but if you wait for even a second you see that they do not move. They are waiting. Waiting for Draco.

Draco, his frame ran with the slightest of tremors, his shoulders hunched over, his face contorted into a mask akin to pain. His clothing had fallen to tatters, attacked by the eager dementors who had waited for him, exposing the hideous array of scars beneath. Black fire, also followed Draco's frame, outlining his pale flesh with inhuman contrast. The magic also released within him, possibly triggered by Harry's own release.

Changes also were gifted upon Draco but not possibly from without, for his facial appearance was flawless but his body was weak and injured from multitudes of his father's beatings without proper medical aid or healing time. Bones had to be remade in areas of weakness and flesh and muscle had to be strengthened and repaired. Strange though it is, that Draco's scars remained, a mocking unforgettable memory of pain.

Draco looked up, eyes like diamonds, cold and sharp, but no loss of innocence, Draco never had such a thing called, innocence. He smiled slightly, a cold dark smile. He looked around him, at the dementors gathered, his smile grew slightly. His face flickered in a final tremor of pain and he beckoned Harry forward.

Harry strode slowly forwards, a twitch of a smile played upon his lips as he came to stand before Draco.

"Were you worried about me, Harry?"

"Maybe a little, I don't either of us has to worry anymore."

"Things…are different now, to say the least."

"More they shall become. We have chosen our path and the world shall be much changed by our future decisions. This world…"

"This world…may not survive."

"Yes"

Draco's gaze swept the assembled, "I will not ask you to go back to those cells you once guarded. Those now imprisoned here shall have their minds read by us and they shall be judged. Those found as truly guilty are yours. You may kill all those who's cell doors open, drain their bodies of their souls. Those doors that remain closed, the occupants are to remain untouched, you try and kill an innocent, and I will destroy you."

The dementors stirred hungrily and watched the two

"Know this," Harry said watching the dementors carefully, "this is your payment, after this you belong to us. You are not stupid beings, created by Slytherin himself, an embodiment of death incarnate, you know what we can give you and that we can easily destroy you if so we choose, although death holds no fear for you because you have never lived."

"You once served Voldemort," Draco purred, "because he gave you those emotions you lived off of. Fear, pain…many of you, creatures, still hold remnants of a sort of, loyalty. You are dead."

The air shimmered for a split second and hundreds of dementors seemed to dissolve leaving a reek in the air and the shadow of hundreds of silent screams. Harry smiled lopsidedly, a slight chuckle escaping his throat. Draco licked his lips and casually brushed his hair back. In the distance a sound approached them, the sound of cell doors opening. Hundreds of cell doors opening.

"Go."

The dementors dispersed like a retreating black fog in the face daylight and the air was filled with the sounds of endless screams.

TBC!

Thankies-

Lupin in the sky with diamonds- wow…that was one incredibly long review filled with the most rambling I think I';ve seen in a while…yes well…anyway, I won't kill my main characters, that would be bad and evil, but I've found a chapter tie in for the ending, or sequel, I hope that will be really evil of me. I like it…uummmm…I hope you like the new chapter! Pip pip cherio and all that!

Twistedlife3000- he makes such a darling basilisk doesn't he? Although technically he's not really a basilisk, just a really big snake. See, other wise he wouldn't be able to look at people without killing them, and stuff. Anyway.. I was just trying to imply the conection between Harry and Tom Riddle, aka Voldemort. You know, them both becoming evil and stuff…

Ladyblondhair- you are really evil (I wouldn't let my friend read it) You have some really bizarre story ideas, I don't understand how it's possible that you don't have any stories written. Odd….

Jalee- Ow! That wand hurts! Watch where you're pointing that thing…I never liked Dumbledore, whenever I try to write him into the story he ends up odd and way ooc. Best if I just kill him huh? Naahh, I'll keep him around for a while. And actually the abstract characters were a last minute insperation but…they have give me a wonderful idea for how to end this story…when I finally run out of stuff….

Grey Malfoy- I thought so too, although I'm desperately trying to make Draco the same. Those comments, for which you entire review was composed of, two completely abstract comment, completely unrelated…really confused me…yes, very confusing

Grath Longfletch- umm, yes…I'm glad you like Proscrit. I don't know what else to say so…………………………….

BabyPufoo- Wow…that was a very…powerful review. The reason Snape didn't help Draco was probably because he was over ruled by the other goody goody Harry loving teachers and…what's he gonna do against one psycho Dumbledore's orders? Treading on very thin ice there, not to mention the fact that I just made that up and had completely forgotten about Snape when I was writing that…sorry.

Noel- It would be really biased and stupid to just assume that all bad wizards came from Slytherin. Seriously, anyone can go bad, especially given enough time. Snape was in slytherin and he's not, too, evil. I'm sure there are at least a few exceptions, Draco and Harry one of them. Ok I'm going to shut up now…

I am truly sorry but to try and reply to all your reviews would take forever but I would like to take the time to thank the rest of you and I really am sorry I'm not able to reply to your revewis. Thankies to- blublogamera (I'm not a dude but thanks anyway), Jedi Jessika (embrace the evil it's good for you!), Silvermoon (lovely usage of swearing *applauds*), Tinetinytina (people are evil and it is good), chibi (just calm down and breath and remember to please refrain from threatening the author), Juliette (thank you but really you say things like that my already enormous ego will, never mind, luv ya!)