A/N: THX FOR READING and REVIEWING, PEOPLE!!! :DDDDDDDD

Kaze no Iisuto: well thx! I'm glad u like mah story!! *smiles and does a little happy dance* Harry Potter fics are COOL!!! :)

Demon Wolf: *hides behind a table* AHH! Draco's even MORe depressed this chappie!! SO SOLLIE!!! He'll get happier, I PWOMISE!! Darn that BWL!! *shakes fist*

Draco Lover: ack!! *stays hidden behind table* erk! Draco's unhappy this chappie, cuz he thinks no one loves him!! Hermione's like...on the verge of a nervous breakdown or something...that's why she's kinda emotional...

Felicity: thx for suggestions, but I think I got it pretty much mapped out...KEEP READING!!! *bwahah!* review plz!!!

helly120: I totally agree Lucius is EVILL and MEAN!! *shakes fist at the guy* keep reading/reviewing puleaze with a cherrrieeee on tooooppp!!!

Erha.END of AN!! :)

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Light of Darkness

The moon shone brightly through the windows, and Draco sat on a wooden table, moonlight filtering onto his books. His head was bent towards the miniscule words on the page, and a frown creased his brow. He tucked a loose strands of blond hair back behind his ear, and stopped reading when he heard someone enter the Head Boy/ Girl common room.

It was Hermione. She quietly walked to her room, and ignored Draco completely. He heard her softly shut the door behind her. When he was sure she was gone, he collapsed on his desk in depression.

This had been going on for nights in a row. Draco would try to find a cure for the potion, and Hermione would remain mute. It was for the best, his conscience reminded him, and Draco scowled. For once, he didn't think so. He raised his tired eyes, and rubbed them, restraining a yawn.

"Pervigilo." He muttered, pointing a wand at himself. It seemed like he seemed to be dosing himself with spells all the time nowadays. The spell he just cast was to keep him awake all night. He also cast the Flabilis Aerius charm on himself.

A dull orange glow emitted itself from his wand, and showered around him. Draco shivered slightly, and opened his eyes wider. His tiredness seemed to be enclosed in a small tight capsule inside of him, and shaking his head slightly, he continued to read.

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Draco slapped lightly on the charmed alarm clock when it rang loudly, screaming in his ears. 'Awaken, AWAKEN!!' The boy squinted his eyes at the clock.

4:30 AM.

Great. He still had a few hours until the sun rose. By now he had figured out that the potion was based on the setting and rising of the sun. He was himself at night, and in the day he was...somebody else. Sighing lightly, he continued to read the text.

His thoughts wandered, as he reached the 'D' section of the potions catalog. Hermione had been his everything, and now she was gone. He was worthless. Nobody in the whole world loved him, he thought, depressed beyond reason. Life sucks. He thought hopelessly, and stuffed his hand in his pockets.

He withdrew it in surprise, as his skin touched cold metal. He pulled out his old pocketknife. For some reason he kept this with him always. It was strangely scary, as the blade caught the light and reflected it around the room.

As if mesmerized, he slowly rolled up his sleeve. Yes, he knew it was stupid, he knew he'd probably regret it, but he just didn't care anymore. With one brief swipe, the back of his arm was bleeding from a knife slash. He felt strangely satisfied, like he had accomplished something, and watched the blood run down his arm.

That was for hurting Hermione, he thought to himself. He ran the knife across the back of his hand.

That was for listening to Lucius for all his life. Pain blossomed around his arm, and he watched the cuts slowly turn red. He knew a spell to heal them of course, but he decided to leave them.

Rolling his sleeve up, he stuffed the pocket knife back into his pants, and decided to go to sleep. He put a bookmark on his page, and checked the name of the potion he would read the next day.

The Diudominus Potion, it read. Yawning, Draco walked to the couch, too tired to travel up the stairs to his room. He sleepily took off his shirt, and in a half daze, threw himself onto the sofa. He fell asleep quickly, not even bothering to pull any blankets on top of himself. The room was deathly still, as the small shadow of a rat skittered across the window ledge.

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Hermione yawned, and stopped when she saw the slumped form of Malfoy. She regretted saying she hated him, even though he had hurt her some much. Right now he didn't look like a cold-blooded Malfoy; right now he just looked like a sad boy. Suddenly Hermione withdrew her breath in a sharp gasp.

Blood was dripping from his arm.

She started running towards him, but stopped when she saw him groan, and stand up slowly. Hermione averted her eyes when he took off his shirt, and saw him collapse onto the common room couch.

She felt lonely without his company, and she hadn't been researching on the potion. All the nights she had been moping about her room, and thinking about...him...Before she knew what she was doing, Hermione was making her way toward the sleeping form of Draco, and knelt down on the carpet to be eye-level with him.

She ran a finger down his cheek, and just stared at his face for a moment. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his mouth was slightly open to breathe in air. Hermione smiled. He was adorable.

Pulling a few blankets onto Draco, she smiled at the blonde, and tucked the blankets around his chin. She didn't want him to be hurt anymore, and smiled once more at his innocent face before heading to her room.

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Proffesor Arctur, the new DADA teacher, was a medium-sized man with rungs of reddish brown hair tied in a ponytail behind his head. His eyes were dark green, and he always wore dark black robes to teach his class. Everybody liked him immediately. He had the personality of a friend, and was an excellent teacher.

Hermione smiled viciously at him, and cast a side-long conspiratorial glance at Draco. Draco nodded back at her. The Gryffindors and Slytherins were again having a shared class. It was time to cause some havoc.

"Harry, Harry," Hermione whispered, tapping her dark-haired friend on the shoulder.

"What?" He asked over his shoulder.

"Proffesor Arctur, Potter isn't listening to your lesson!" Draco called from the back of the class. Proffesor Arctur glanced at Harry, and smiled.

"Don't worry about it, Mister Potter." He said congenially. Harry smiled back.

*cough* "Teacher's Pet." *cough* Draco continued lazily, so that only the BWL could hear him.

"No I AM NOT, you ugly GIT MALFOY!" Harry suddenly exploded, and the wholes class looked at him silently for a stunned moment. Harry blushed, and sat back down. He muttered something about being stressed for Quidditch. Proffesor Arctur sighed.

"Mister Potter, I'm afraid I must take off five points for you exclamation in class. If you want to talk to Malfoy again, go get a room, ok?" The class laughed at Harry Potter (A/N: hehe.happy now demon wolf?), since Draco was feared because of his Malfoy name.

"Don't worry about Malfoy," Ron tried to comfort Harry.

"You can't get the youngest one...Ginny, right? so you've moved on to the weasel?" Draco said through the corner of his mouth as Professor Arctur turned his back. "That's low, Potter, even for you." Ron's ears turned red in anger. (A/N: ok, for my fic, both Harry and Ron are straight, just to fill out my plot.lols)

This time both he and Harry lunged at Draco Malfoy.

"YOU LEAVE GINNY OUTTA THIS!!" they both shouted at the same time, and started to claw at Malfoy. Malfoy deflected their blows easily, but didn't fight back. The whole class laughed again at Ron and Harry.

"That's ENOUGH!" Professor Arctur shouted, and split the fighting boys apart. "Harry, Ron, 10 points off Gryffindor for each of YOU!" Half of the classroom went deathly silent (the griffindor half). For the rest of the class, all the Gryffindors were trying to make Proffesor Arctur subtract points from the opposite House, and DADA ended in havoc. Harry swore he had never heard so many ways of saying 'ugly git' before.

Hermione and Draco caught eachother's gaze, and started laughing maliciously, their cackles drowned out in the angry ruckus erupting around them.

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That's it for now, YOU WILL (I pWoMiSe) find out WHAT the diudominus potion is...in the NEXT chappie!!!!

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