A/N: I tried to make this good, so i hope it is. Maybe it's a bit unbelievable. I'm not sure, but I'm trying and I hope that counts for something! I do not own Harry Potter characters! Only the ones I make up, and the plot are mine. Thanks to everyone who reviewed! You have no idea how insanely happy it makes me. Missmrprk, I have semester exams too! It's a pain, but I'm trying hard to keep up with my writing. Happy reading! :)

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Two shady figures met on Hogwarts ground that night. They were definately taking a risk, as Dumbledore always knew what happened on Hogwarts grounds. This particular night, however, there had been an emergency at the order, and Dumbledore had left McGonagall in charge. To what would be the entire school's (save except the slytherins..) dismay, McGonagall would have know idea of this occurance...

"My son has informed me of enough to continue with our plans. His accomplishments are beyond my wildest dreams. Even the potions teacher didn't spill any information! No, young Draco discovered all we needed to know on his own," Lucius Malfoy mumbled under his breath to the other man. There is no safe place at Hogwarts to discuss an evil plan...

"Well, I've been around this...potions master for quite some time now. Though he may seem the type to go against the headmaster, he seems to be...rather unsually loyal to him and the school. He'll be no help to us," the man replied. Lucius sneered and gave a sort of huffing noise before continuing on.

"No matter. Now we move on to the important details. I am under the impression that you know of a secret passageway into Hogsmeade?" Lucius asked. The man nodded in response. "Good. Things will move much more smoothly than I could have hoped. The boy has an invisibility cloak somewhere hidden in his dorm, I'm sure of. Draco discovered him and a Weasley underneath it this morning before breakfast. All we need now from you is a way to get him, a simple silencing charm, and to get through to Honeydukes cellar without anyone noticing too quickly. This should be fairly easy, no?" Lucius explained.

"Of course. I only hope that our proposition is still in order?" he asked. Lucius rolled his eyes and handed the man a small bag filled with coins.

"Half now, half when we meet up at headquarters. Be sure to follow through with everything, or there will be consequences. The Dark Lord shows no mercy to cowardly fools, Sorgs." Lucius hissed. Professor Sorgs nodded and quickly disappeared into the castle.

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Harry twidled his thumbs during defense against the dark arts. Now that he had been through so much with Lord Voldemort and death eaters and dementors, it was hard for him to concentrate much in class. Professor Sorgs seemed to be quite partial to the idea of studying from books just as Umbridge was. Though, he was considerably better as he let them perform a few jinxes once in a great while. Today's class would prove to be fairly interesting for everyone.

"Just for a change of pace, is there anyone in here who shows great skill with a spell that is particularly challenging for your age? I mean of course, relating to defense," Professor Sorgs asked the class. Hermione raised her hand immediately, beaming with pride. Professor Sorgs sighed, already annoyed with Hermione's knowledge of..well..everything.

"Yes, Ms. Granger?" he called.

"Harry can produce a fully formed patronus!" she said excitedly. Professor Sorgs seemed unimpressed.

"Producing a patronus, Ms. Granger, is quite easy. I see no real level of difficulty with this." he replied. Harry seemed to show no interest on what was said. Who cared if Professor Sorgs was impressed by his skill or not? Ron, however, was not as patient with the new teacher.

"Are you bloody mad!? Producing a patronus is extremely hard!" he yelled. Professor Sorgs rolled his eyes at this.

"You shame yourself, boy. Sit down and be quiet. I'll have five points from Gryffndor for your outburst." he said calmly. Ron's ears grew more red by the minute. Hermione closed her mouth, changing her mind from saying what she wished. Harry was slightly more angry.

"Besides, I bet Potter's patronus takes the form of a dying duck," Professor Sorgs added. Harry clenched his hands into fists and stood up, filled with rage.

"It is not! It's a stag! It took a lot of hard work and practice for me to do it!" he yelled, only slightly calmer than Ron. Professor Sorgs advanced toward Harry and stared directly into his flickering green eyes.

"I believe you've just made plans for your night Potter. I hope you don't mind meeting up with me again for detention during dinner." he said and grinned. Harry sat down, beat red and continued scribbling down notes.

"Bye the way Potter, no wand. You won't need it for what I'll have you do. Make sure to leave it behind, or you'll find yourself here for quite a few more nights."

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Harry mumbled to himself as he walked down the hall to detention. Ron had yelled too! How come he had to go into detention on his own? Especially for telling the truth about things! Telling the truth seemed to get Harry into trouble quite a few times.

Suddenly Harry stopped, but not of his own will. He was stuck. He looked down to find he hand been bound by some invisible force. It was then that Harry noticed Professor Sorgs at the end of the hall. Harry did not have time to react before he was hit with a silencing charm and found no words would come from him. Where there seemed to be no one before, suddenly Draco appeared by Harry's side.

"Found the cloak. Have to say I wish it wasn't needed, Potty. I could have a bit of fun with this myself. Too bad it's wasted on the likes of you." he spit out. Harry was furious, but he could do nothing about it.

"I knew that Imperius curse wouldn't work on you, famous Harry. So I decided to take things a bit more simply. How did you manage to get the cloak young Malfoy?" Professor Sorgs asked. Draco grinned evily.

"Imperius may not work on Potter here, but Neville seems to find it a bit harder to fight off. Easy target that one is." he replied. Professor Sorgs smiled in delight.

"Good. So Harry, The Dark Lord awaits your arrival. I believe we should get going, before someone decides they're full." he commented and threw the cloak on top of Harry. Professor Sorgs fought to get Harry threw the tunnel, finally reaching the cellar of Honeydukes. Harry felt close to tears, for once he felt powerless against everything that was happening. He was weak.

But something that night gave Harry hope... a chance of survival. Honeydukes was not closed as it normally would be, and someone was coming! Professor Sorgs panicked, too afraid to be caught to think logically. He murmered a spell to keep Harry secured to the floor and ran as fast as he could up the steps. Harry could hear some yelling and crashing of items upstairs before everything went dark. Still invisible and silent, Harry remained in a dark corner of Honeydukes cellar... with only the hope that someone, somehow would stumble upon him...

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Students gathered into the Great Hall the next morning to enjoy breakfast before classes, but something was not right. The Gryffndors worried, Harry had not returned to the common room the previous night. Nor did he appear to be anywhere in the castle. It was when Dumbledore stood up and tapped his glass, with a glimmer of sadness in his eyes that Hermione, Ron, and Ginny felt their eyes brim with tears, and their throats become hard and painful. This was not a good sign.

"I am greived with having to report that last night Professor Sorgs found his way into Hogsmeade and attacked a few innocent people, though no one was seriously injured and he has been brought to the ministry for questioning." he announced. Hermione and Ron stared at each other in disbelief, as did every other student in the Great Hall.

"And even more sadly I must inform you all, that 6th year student Harry Potter...has gone missing."