".....Malfoy? What....is going on?" Potter asked.

I stared at him, trying to look sinister although I probably looked half-dead, since I had a decision to make that would effect my whole life, and I was still hurt from the beating I had recieved from my fellow Slytherins. Makes you wonder why people always think things always happen to Potter, because it is really me that it is all happening to.

"Ergh....Potter, just let me in, and save some pumpkin juice for me next time won't you?" I said this, although I was feeling dizzy, an almost drunken dizziness...what had I just said to Potter? I didn't really know.

".....Pumpkin Juice....What are you playing at Malfoy.....Mal----"

I yet again, found myself falling into the abyss of unconciousness...

When I woke again, I found myself alone. Things were a bit blurry and looking around, I saw something gleaming in the distance, with what seemed to be....pumpkin juice?

I jumped up in an air of excitement that had never been with me...probably quite stupid, considering how hurt I was before, I mean I almost died, in front of Potter no less.

"Come to daddy you...delicious drink, fill me with pumpkin and......huh?"

It seemed that I had more of an audience than I first had thought....the guys from yesterday were standing next to my bed, looking very smirky and evilly-amused.

"The name of the infamous Draco Malfoy is nothing but a fluke, eh? Nothing more than a wacko kid, why are we helping him again?." the smirker said....smirking.

The other guy did not look as mean, (but he did look amused), yet he just shook his head.

I glared at them in response, I thought they were going to wait longer then this. I hadn't even had the time to think about anything. I didn't even know how I got here. Was I even in the Hospital Wing anymore? What had Potter done?

"Where am I?" I asked, looking around trying to figure that out myself, wondering why I had gotten so excited about fake pumpkin juice.

"The Hospital Wing....where else? Anyway, have you made your decsion? There isn't much time left..." the 'nicer' one said.

"I don't know! You gave me no time to decide!"

"...It has been 2 days Malfoy...I think that is enough time to decide."

"What?! But...I have been asleep all this time! Didn't you know that?!"

"Yeah, we knew that alright, but...it doesn't matter anymore, you need to decide, now." the smirker said in a serious tone.

I sighed. Yet again. Why me?

My mind was working though, in full speed, wondering where I would get an advantage, and for some reason, the only place I would was here, at Hogwarts, under Dumbledore's protection.

Perhaps talking to him wouldn't be such a bad idea...except the fact that he dislikes me to hell. Why did my father have to die? This would all be so much easier...none of this would have happened.

I decided to play with Dumbledore for the time being, I can always go back to the other side, I thought, stupidly. It would not be that hard, but how I would stay here is the problem...

"Bring me to Dumbledore then." I said.

They both stared at me, with great surprise, which is understandable, since Malfoy's don't for help, especially not from wacko old wizards, like Dumbledore, but aparentely I was.

They were so surprised it seems that what all they could do was nod. They then looked at each other, and spoke in whispers for a few minutes, me glaring impatiently.

"Hurry up would you? You're the ones who said this needed to be done now. What are you waiting for? A bloody howler?"

A chuckle from the doorway sounded, we all turned around and saw none other then Dumbledore standing there watching us with amusement.

A/N- Thank you for reading...