Disclaimer: J.K Rowlings owns all the characters and Hogwarts.

A/N: I am so sorry for the long delay. I don't think I have a good excuse. This is only half of the chapter. It's supposed to focus on Harry. The Draco/Ginny stuff will happen after this. Again, I'm sorry for taking so long. Oh yeah, I chose Blazefury's suggestion for the girl's name. You guys had a lot of great names.

Chapter 13 A: Harry's First Love.

"Do you want me to get straight to the point?" Draco asked.

"Will you leave out a lot of information?"

Harry was curious about what happened to Draco. He knew he should mind his own business, but he didn't care.

"You know, you really should mind your own business," Draco commented, he paused, "It started on the day of my initiation. I can't remember the exact date."

"What initiation?" Harry inquired. Draco looked up and Harry saw his pained expression. Whatever happened that day must have caused him a lot of pain. Draco pulled up the sleeve of his left arm. Harry and Neville stared in shock.

"Does this answer your question? Does it Potter?" Draco yelled.

"You're a Death Eater?" Harry asked in shock. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Harry had many questions to ask Draco. Did Dumbledore know, was one of the main questions he was thinking about.

"For the thousandth time, no! You've seen the Dark Mark before, haven't you?" Draco hissed. He was getting annoyed at the boy, but he knew it was his fault. He was the one that started talking.

"I've seen it. I saw it at the Quidditch world cup," Harry answered.

"My dark mark isn't complete. It's missing the snake."

Harry looked at the mark more closely. He could see that Draco was right. Harry could clearly picture the hideous mark. The events in the Quidditch World Cup cannot be easily forgotten.

"What happened?" Neville asked. Draco almost forgot that Neville was standing next to him. Neville was just as curious as Harry as to what happened to Draco. He also wanted to find out if Draco would harm Ginny. Ginny was important to Neville. He even thought that he loved the girl. When he found out that Malfoy and Ginny were dating, his heart broke. Secretly Neville disliked Draco, who didn't?

"Only one person could put the mark on someone, Voldemort."

Neville flinched at the name. Harry and Draco chose to ignore it.

"The mark is given during a ceremony. Before Voldemort could finish giving me the mark, I pulled away. I couldn't be one of those monsters. You'll probably say I used to worship those people."

"You used to revere them," Harry added, "What made you change? Don't say Ginny, because I don't think you had feelings for her then."

Harry was worried about her. Before his fifth year Harry felt uncomfortable around the girl. He knew her crush for him but he ignored her. He only thought of her as a sister, beside, he couldn't date his best friend's sister. He gotten closer to Ginny since the start of the school year, now she was one of his best friends.

"I've never changed Potter. I wasn't going to say Ginny either. The only reason I supported the Death Eaters was to protect my mum."

"What does you mum have to do with this?" Harry asked.

"Everything, my mum was everything to me. Everything I did was for her. My father was never there for me. My mum, she couldn't do anything. She was like a lifeless puppet, she would snap out of it for short periods of time. Those periods of time were my most joyful ones. As quickly as they came, they were gone. Father would beat her to punish me. Never once did he lay a finger on me. He would hurt other people to get to me. She was the only person to tell me that she loved me. Everyone else hated me."

Harry became silent at that. He never knew this about Draco, he doubt that Ginny knew either. He always figured that Draco and his father got along well. He remembered all the times Draco would say that if something would happen to him, he would tell his father.

"Is that why Voldemort called you a traitor? You turned your back on him?" Harry asked deciding to stick to the subject.

"Yes."

"Ginny doesn't know about this, does she?"

"She doesn't know any of this Potter. I don't know whether to tell her or not. What if she leaves me because of this?" Draco asked. He truly was worried that Ginny will decide he's not worth it and leave.

"If you truly love her, tell her," Neville told Draco. He was mad at Draco for keeping all of this to himself. Hermione probably knew more about Draco than Ginny, he was sure of that.

"I said if you truly love her, it's only right to tell her. You shouldn't be playing with people."

"What did you say?" Draco asked.

Harry was confused. What did Neville just say? His head started hurting with all this information.

"Nothing," Neville answered.

"No, you said something about playing with people. Why did you say that?" Draco asked.

"I know about you and Hermione," Neville answered.

"There's nothing going on between Malfoy and Hermione. Hermione wouldn't come within a ten foot radius from him," Harry informed him. All Harry knew was that Hermione and Draco hated each other. Ginny would tell him that she was annoyed with their fights. They would quarrel about the smallest things, like using red colored ink in notes.

"That's not true," Neville said.

Draco didn't know what to say. Hermione made sure that no one followed her whenever they meet.

"I heard you. I heard you and Hermione," Neville squeaked.

Harry was beginning to wonder what Neville was talking about. Harry looked at Draco who looked quite shocked.

"What did you hear Neville?" Draco asked while advancing on the boy, "What did you hear?"

Harry went in front of Draco to stop him. He didn't want a fight, they were already prisoners and they should be working together.

"What is Neville talking about?" Harry inquired.

Draco stared at Harry in the eye.

"Move Potter."

"No. What is Neville talking about?"

"Draco and Hermione are seeing each other behind everyone's back," Neville squeaked.

Harry turned around at this; he was staring at Neville incredulously. Draco froze on the spot.

Suddenly the door to the dungeon opened. A dozen Death Eaters came in the room.

"Stupefy*!"

The world suddenly became dark to the three boys as they fell to the ground, unconscious.

*_*_*_*_*_*

Harry heard water dripping beside him. He felt water dripping besides him and then it was on his forehead. He could sense someone next to him. Harry reached out and grabbed the arm of the person. hen Harry opened his eyes, everything was blurry.

"Where are my glasses?"

"Here," the person said, giving it to him.

He put on his glasses, and he found himself staring at the girl from the day before. Harry's heart started beating quickly which caused him to put a hand over his heart. The last time he felt like this was when he was around Cho.

"Oh my gosh, no. It can't happen again," he said.

"Is something the matter?" the girl asked.

"N-no," Harry answered. He tried to get up, but the girl stopped him by putting a hand on his chest.

"Don't get up too quickly, or else you'll get a headache."

Harry ignored her and got up anyway. He immediately got dizzy and fell back down. His head started to throb and he Harry crouched on the bed.

"I told you. Here, drink this. It should help," the girl told him. She helped get him into a sitting position. She took Harry's hands and wrapped them around the warm cup. Harry couldn't help but stare at her gray eyes as she helped bring the cup to his lips. After Harry drank the contents of the cup he started to feel better. The girl took the cup from him and got up to leave, but Harry grabbed her hand and she turned around to face him.

"You never told me your name."

"Elena, my name is Elena"

Suddenly, the door opened and Neville was thrown in the dungeon. Elena put was she was holding on the ground and she rushed to Neville's side. She put one of Neville's arms around her shoulder and she helped him get to his feet. Harry moved and Neville sat on the space Harry made on the bed.

"Thank you Elena. It's good that you're finally awake Harry," Neville said.

"How long have I been out?"

"A week," Elena answered.

"A week?" Harry asked, not believing what he was hearing.

"Yeah, a week. You had a fever, Elena has been taking care of you ever since," Neville explained.

Harry turned to look at Elena, "You've been taking care of me?"

"I've been ordered to."

Harry's heart fell at this. He was disappointed with her answer.

"What was I expecting?" he thought.

"Where's Malfoy?" Harry asked. He looked around the dungeon and couldn't find a trace of Draco.

"They have taken him," Elena answered, "They have been taking Neville and Draco everyday. You can hear the shouts of pain in this room."

Elena turned to Neville and said something to him. Neville nodded and pulled off his shirt. Harry was surprised to see the amount of bruises on the boy's body. He wanted to know what happened while he was out.

"Can you bear the pain?" Elena asked Neville. Neville gave Elena a smile.

"Sure I can."

"I've been given permission to go into the village. I can get som pain killer if you need it."

"No thanks. It will probably get worse after the pain killer wears off," Neville commented.

"Did you break any bones? Are you bleeding?" Elena asked.

"I'm fine mum," Neville said sarcastically. Elena frowned at him. Harry felt a surge of jealousy going through him. It seemed that Elena and Neville have gotten close this past week. The door opened and two Death Eaters dragged Draco into the room.

"Girl, get this boy," a Death Eater said.

Elena walked towards the Death Eaters. When she reached them, they gave Draco to her. Neville rushed over to Elena to help her once the Death Eaters left.

"Harry, you should be strong enough to stand up. We need to put Draco on the bed," Elena told him. Harry complied and got off the bed. Elena and Neville laid Draco on the bed. Elena then started to unbutton Draco's shirt.

"He's bleeding again. He'll die if he loses any more blood."

"What can I do?" Neville asked.

"Watch over him. I'll be back." At that Elena gathered her things and left.

Harry looked down on the floor. He could not believe that he was having feelings for Elena; he didn't even get over Cho. Harry's love life has been… well… none existent. The year has been hard for him. Harry felt as if he ruined his crush's life. He has watched Cho from afar and he saw that she was miserable. He felt that it was his entire fault. Many have told him what happened to Cedric was inevitable. Yet, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

"Harry, are you all right?" Neville asked.

Harry looked up at Neville, "I'm fine. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing, beside the fact that you've been staring at the ground for five minutes I don't see why I should ask."

Harry looked at Neville. He has been acting differently. The way he spoke was different from last week. Neville also looked as if he aged many years, and even his eyes looked tired.

"Neville, what happened this past week?" Harry asked.

Before Neville could answer, Elena came back. She immediately attended to Draco. Harry watched her clean Draco's wounds. She worked as if she has been doing this for some time. Harry took in her features. She had light brown hair and pale skin. Harry thought that she has gained some color from the last time he saw her. From where he was standing he could see her calloused hands. He looked at his own hands. Harry, who did nothing but manual labor at the Dursley, could see that she has done more work than he could ever do.

"I just hope that they don't take him again," Elena said after twenty minutes.

As soon as she got up, she felt dizzy. Harry caught her before she fell.

"Thank you," Elena told Harry.

"Are you tired?"

"I am a bit."

Elena was now holding onto Harry's shirt to stay standing. Harry tightened his hold around her. Elena looked up at his face. Harry was so mesmerized that he couldn't look away.

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" Harry whispered.

"Excuse me?" Elena was confused.

Harry shook his head, "Um, nothing."

"Can you help me sit on the floor? I'm afraid there is nowhere else to sit down. I really do need to ask Tom for more furniture."

"What did you say?" Harry asked. Did he just hear her say Tom? Surely it can't be Tom Riddle.

"Can you help me sit on the floor?" Elena repeated.

"No, after that. The part about Tom, were you talking about Voldemort?"

"Yes I was. You of all people should know that Tom Riddle and Voldemort are the same. Please help me sit down, I am getting tired."

Harry wanted to ask more questions, but he was interrupted.

"Potter, help the girl sit down. Do you know how many times she asked you to do so?" Draco said, "Good-morning Elena, or is it evening?"

After Harry helped Elena, he turned to Draco.

"You know Malfoy, you shouldn't be doing that," Harry stated.

"Doing what?" Draco asked acting as if he didn't know what Harry was talking about.

"Pretending that you're asleep and listening to other's conversation," Harry answered.

"If you don't want me to listen, then talk softer. You guys talk as if you're across a football field."

Harry was wondering how Draco knew about football. Wasn't football a muggle sport?

Draco got up from the bed. Elena looked worried when he did this to which Draco noticed.

"Don't worry Elena. I feel all fine and dandy," Draco assured her, "You're the one that should be on this bed, not me."

Draco went to Elena, picked her up and she put her arms around his neck. Harry stared stared at the two. When Draco laid Elena on the bed, he went on his knees next to her and held her hand.

"You're hot. Are you sick?"

"You should be tired and a bit weak you know," Elena commented, she closed her eyes, "Oh, what I would give for Tylenol."

Draco chuckled and put a hand on her forehead, he felt that she was burning.

"You're running a fever," Draco told her, "You are going to stay on this bed until you get better. We will sleep on the floor in the sleeping bags you got us."

"But Draco."

"No buts. You stay on that bed until you get better."

Neville crossed his arms and watched this scene with amusement. Harry on the other hand didn't know what to think.

"Get some rest, go to sleep. You will feel a little better by tomorrow," Draco said.

Elena nodded and complied. Draco kissed her on the forehead.

"Night, Lena," Draco whispered.

"Night, Drake."

Elena quickly fell asleep. Draco got up and when he turned around he was surprised to see Harry glaring at him.

"Is something wrong?" Draco asked.

"It seems that Harry's jealous," Neville answered.

"Jealous?" Draco asked confused. Then he turned to Elena and it hit him, "You like Elena? Wait a minute don't answer that. What did you say a few minutes ago? Do you believe in love at first sight?"

Harry turned red at this. Neville was laughing hard and Draco was smirking at Harry. He never thought that Harry would fall for his childhood friend. He always figured that Harry would end up with Hermione.

"This is not funny," Harry, retorted, "What is going on between you and Elena."

"You know that sounds familiar, just replace Elena with Hermione and you'll hear exactly what Neville asked me. I'll give you the same answer I gave him, nothing. Elena and I are just friends. I've known her since we were little," Draco answered.

"I almost forgot about you and Hermione," Harry said, "What happened?"

"Nothing," Draco answered.

"Harry's right. You still didn't explain what happened in the DADA room," Neville added.

"You never told me what you heard," Draco countered.

"I heard everything you told Hermione. You have no feelings for Ginny," Neville answered, "You're just using her."

"What?" Harry asked disbelievingly.

"You heard me Harry, Draco is just using Ginny," Neville said with malice in his voice.

"Is that true?" Harry asked.

Draco narrowed his eyes at Neville, "Yes."

Harry yelled and threw his self at Draco. He punched Draco in the eye and now he had his hands around Draco's neck.

"How dare you do that to Ginny!" Harry yelled.

"Shut up Potter, some people are sleeping," Draco hissed.

Harry looked over to Elena. His grip tightened, but Draco made no attempt to struggle free.

"I never meant to hurt Ginny. I was not planning on using her. You don't even know the whole story and you're all ready set on killing me."

"What else is there to know?" Harry hissed. He will be doing a favor to the Weasley if he hurts Draco.

"If I didn't do this, Hermione and her aunt will have my head. I'm also doing this for someone else to help free from a curse."

"Hermione doesn't have an aunt."

"That shows how much you know about her," Draco countered.

"What are you insinuating?" Neville asked.

"There are many things that you don't know and yet you jump to conclusions. Hermione and I… there is nothing going on between us. Ginny knows about her."

"Ginny knows?" Neville asked.

"Ask Potter, he knows."

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked.

"You really shouldn't spy on people Potter, especially if those people are Death Eaters, because they will kill you the second they find you. You should know that even though you are wearing your invisibility cloak it doesn't mean that it will also hide your shadow. I saw a shadow and there was no one there. So I thought, who in the school has an invisibility cloak? I only knew one person, you. Then when Ginny and I were under the tree, I saw you take off the cloak. Get off me Potter; you're cutting off my oxygen. I don't think Elena would

appreciate it if you kill me."

Harry got off Draco. Draco had trouble getting up; he massaged his neck, which was sore. He was sure that tomorrow he would have bruises.

"Don't bring Elena into this."

"So you do have feelings for her," Draco said.

Harry glared at Draco; Draco ignored this and turned to Neville.

"I do have feelings for Ginny, but I don't know if it's love. The last thing I want to do is hurt her."

"Are you sincere about this?" Neville asked.

"Yes."

After he said yes Neville nodded.

"I think that we should make some sort of pact. Something that says that the three of us will stick together no matter what. We have to get out of here and we can't do it alone. What do you guys say?" Neville asked. He held out his hand towards the two boys. Harry took Neville's hand. Neville and Harry turned to Draco. Draco took both of Harry and Neville's hand and they all shook on the bond.

"What now?" Harry asked.

"We need a plan to get out of here," Draco said.

*_*_*_*_*

"Elena, are you awake?" Harry whispered.

It has been one month since Harry, Draco and Neville shook on the pact. Elena has been sleeping in the dungeons with them, but she was free to leave whenever she wanted. She still does the healing whenever one of the boys are wounded. Occasionally, she would be sent to heal the Death Eaters. The Death Eaters cold not go to St. Mungo's or any other medical institution because of the risk of being discovered. Elena was a muggle so she had to heal the Death Eaters the old fashioned way, they had to have patience. The Death Eaters learned to appreciate Elena, even though she did not have a drop of magic in her.

During the month, Harry has learned more about Elena. Voldemort, who she liked to call Tom, took her under his wing. When she lost her family, Tom took her away from Mcnair, the person who led the raid on her town. Ever since then, from what Harry heard, she thinks of Voldemort as a second father, whom she has learned to love. Elena talks about Voldemort as if he is some hero. Maybe in her point of view he is. Harry could never picture Voldemort as the caring, fatherly figure that Elena described.

After every minute that passes when Harry listens to Elena, he feels as if her fingers are closing tighter over his heart. When Harry thought back to his crush on Cho, he thought that it was nothing compared to what he was feeling for Elena. He had only known her for a month but he feels as if he has known her for many years. Harry was relieved to find out that she was only friends with Draco, but he couldn't help but feel jealous whenever Draco is around her.

At the moment, everyone was supposedly sleeping. The three boys sleep in sleeping bags on the floor while Elena sleeps on the bed.

"Yes I am," Elena answered, "Having trouble sleeping?"

Elena quietly got off the bed and settled herself next to Harry. Harry felt heat coming from her.

"Want to join me in the sleeping bag?" Harry asked slyly. Elena just laughed at him.

"No, I'm serious."

Elena raised an eyebrow at him. She unzipped the sleeping bag and climbed in beside him. She went on her side to face him.

"Is there a reason why the 'Great Harry Potter' would want a petty muggle girl in his sleeping bag?"

"Petty?" Harry asked tracing her face with his fingers. She stared at him in shock. When Harry saw this he immediately pulled his hand back. He didn't know what gotten into him when he did that.

"I-I'm sorry."

"No, it's all right," Elena assured him, "Why did you do that?"

"I have to tell you something," Harry said, his palms started to get sweaty. Harry was nervous at the moment. He thought that facing the Hungarian Horntail was a walk in the park compared to telling Elena his feelings.

"What is it?"

"I have feelings for you," Harry's voice quivered.

"Feelings? What kind of feelings?" Elena asked smiling.

"I…I love you. I don't expect you to say anything back to me. I…I just need you to…" Harry stopped when Elena put a finger over his lips.

"Harry, I don't know what to say," Elena said, Harry's face fell at this, "But I want you to know that I may be feeling love for you."

"May?"

"I am, but I'm not sure. I mean, what I feel for you is not the same as I felt for my family."

"It's not supposed to be the same. Elena, are you saying that you love me back?"

Elena nodded. Harry wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. When he gazed at her face he saw that she was crying.

"Elena, are you all right?"

"Yes, I'm fine. It's just that…" Elena wiped her tears with her hand. Harry moved her hand and started to kiss her tears.

"Harry," Elena whimpered. Harry covered her mouth with his and he started to kiss her. Elena's tears started to flow more freely. Harry was about to pull back when he tasted her bittersweet tears, but she buried her hands in his hair and pulled him back to her mouth. Elena was still crying as she kissed him back. Harry pulled her closer, closing the space between them. This was Harry's first real kiss so he wanted to make it worthwhile. Harry made a groan of displeasure when Elena pulled back. Elena traced her thumb on his lower lip.

"I'm sorry Harry. But I don't think that it's a good idea to do this."

"Why?"

"I don't know," Elena said looking down.

"I'm sorry, if it was a lousy kiss. This is my first time," Harry apologized.

"Oh my gosh, no. It wasn't a lousy kiss, it was also my first, but I enjoyed it. Harry, you three have to escape tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Why didn't Draco tell me?"

"He doesn't know," Elena said laughing.

"What do you mean?"

"I have a plan. I just came up with it today. I was going to tell you guys tomorrow, but I thought that it was best that you leave as soon as possible."

"Elena, what is your plan?"

"Tomorrow the Death Eaters are going to raid a village. Mostly everyone will be gone; it's the best time to escape. I smuggled some brooms in here. You three have to sneak out of the building, and I'll get your wands. When you reach the outside you will fly to Hogwarts."

"But how? We don't know the directions to Hogwarts," Harry commented. If the Death Eaters took them, he knew that they would be as far away from the castle as they could get. For all Harry knew, they could be in the middle of a desert.

"I know a spell to put on the brooms. It's like auto drive on airplanes. I've been spending time in the library," Elena explained, "Harry, please trust me on this."

"I do."

Elena smiled, "You know a month ago, you thought that I was a Death Eater. You didn't trust me or believe anything I said. I quote you said, 'I'll believe her when Voldemort wears a pink tutu, sings a song of the Bee Gees and declares his love to McGonagall. I don't think Tom has done any of those things, what made you change your mind?"

"I fell in love with you," Harry answered with a grin on his face.

"Oh really?"

"Yes really."

"Harry, you should go to sleep. We have a big day tomorrow," Elena told him.

"Stay with me," Harry asked her.

"What would the boys say when they find us sleeping together?"

"They wouldn't care. They've been teasing me about this."

Elena thought about this. She never noticed them doing this to Harry. She did notice that Harry would get fidgety around her. Draco even told her Harry had a crush on her.

"Please stay with me," Harry pleaded with her.

"Fine, I will."

Harry smiled and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

"I love you," Harry told her, "And I won't get tired of saying it."

"Harry, am I your first love?" Elena asked. She buried her face on his chest. Harry was wearing a white cotton T-shirt that Elena was able to get.

"Yes you are."

Elena pulled back and gave him a sad smile, "I love you too Harry. Good night."

"Good night Elena."

When Harry saw Elena already sleeping he closed his own eyes. He fell asleep with a smile on his face.

*_*_*_*

Elena was crying again. She looked at Harry's sleeping figure.

"He looks so happy," she thought.

"I really do love you Harry," she whispered.

She brushed her lips against his. She secretly wanted him to wake up and kiss her back; reluctantly she pulled away. As gently as she could, she got out of the sleeping bag. She got up and walked towards the dungeon door. Then as silently as she could she opened the door and went outside. Elena ran up the stairs and along the corridors. There were magical paintings on the wall. She hated looking at them, they always glared at her. When she reached the door she was looking for she opened it. It was dark inside; this was one of the biggest room

in the castle. In the middle of the room was a canopy bed. A fireplace was on the left side of the room, she could see embers still burning. A figure on the bed sat up.

"I said I don't want anyone to disturb my sleep," a hissing voice said.

"Tom."

"Lumos," said Voldemort and the room lit up.

Voldemort was surprised to see Elena at this hour.

"Why are you crying Elena?" Voldemort asked when he saw her face.

Elena ran to the bed Voldemort was in and threw herself at him. She was hugging him tightly and Voldemort hugged her back. She was crying on his shirt and Voldemort made no attempt to stop her.

"Promise me Tom, promise me that Harry will return to Hogwarts safely."

Voldemort stiffened at this, "I promise you Elena, Potter will return to that school of his if he does not make any foolish decisions."

"Thank you Tom."

"Don't thank me just yet. Remember our agreement."

"Yes of course. I will not do anything to break it."

Elena put her ear on his chest. She was expecting to hear a heart beat, but she could not hear anything. Voldemort didn't have a heart. Elena hated the position she was in. The two people that she loved most were enemies, Tom and Harry.

"You do know that the boy and I are destined to kill each other," Voldemort informed her.

"Yes."

"You need to decide which side you will support now. Choose wisely."

"I will stay with you Tom. I cannot leave you," Elena said, still crying. Voldemort removed her arms from his waist, got off the bed and started pacing along the side of the bed.

"Tom?"

"You love the boy."

Elena put her head down at this, "I do, but you know that I love you Tom."

Voldemort stared at her with his red eyes. I will make you forget the boy, he thought.

"Have you prepared the brooms?" Voldemort asked.

"Yes."

Voldemort went to the table beside the bed. He opened the drawer and took out three wands. He took Elena's hand and put the wands on her palm, and closed her fingers around the three objects.

"These are wands. They belong to those boys. Give it to them and say you stole it back. It should help with the escape." Voldemort explained, "Go back to the dungeons."

"Thank you Tom."

Elena got off the bed and kissed him on the cheek. Voldemort watched her leave the room and close the door behind her.

"I own her Potter, you cannot take her away from me," Voldemort hissed. His eyes were glowing in the darkness.

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A/N: Well, what do you guys think?

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