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After ministry officials were busy cleaning up the general mess around Hogwarts, Harry Potter was currently getting very pissed off at the staff in Hogwarts.

"For thee 3 billionth time, I was not involved with the raid today. I did not schedule this raid today. I did not help the raiders (Sounds kinda funny. Anyways…) and I did not encourage them in their acts."

He was met with stony faced glares.

"Fine. Do you want it simpler? Me…"

He pointed to himself.

"No…"

He shook hi head slowly.

"Help…"

He held up his palms in a manner of giving something.

"Okiday?"

McGonagall looked over to Dumbledore, then back to Harry.

They could both tell that his magic level had gone up a considerable amount due to his anger and frustration, and they did not want the other teachers to find out about the current situation.

"All right. You may leave."

"Finally!"

Harry whirled around, and stomped out of the room, slamming the door.

**Meanwhile** (you know, this is almost turning into a habit)

Draco Malfoy was massaging his wrists as he thought of his current situation.

He could join the death eaters and Voldemort, get himself killed early, probably tortured too, something he did not want.

He could join Dumbledore, the side of the light, and the peace loving freaks that thought they could do anything by negotiations, something that made him sick.

Finally, the newly available choice…

Join Harry Potter, find out what sort of wizard likes disemboweling people, gain power, and probably be protected even after the dark lord died. Potter clearly wasn't sided with Voldemort or Dumbledore, and he was powerful.

Now all that remained was finding a way to convince himself and Potter he wanted to work together.

Draco paced around the room painfully.

He knew anything short of getting on his knees and begging would probably be pointless toward someone who hated him so much.

He didn't know if he could lower himself to that level. Bowing to someone. But, then, he realized that if he became a death eater, he would probably do it often.

Steeling his nerves, he vowed that he would beg to join Potter's side. As soon as it was dark.

**Later, somewhere around the 11 o' clock hour**

Neville Longbottom slowly entered through the portrait hole of the Griffendor common room, nursing a few minor burns.

Spotting Harry poring over a book in the corner, he spoke up.

"Hey, Harry?"

All he got was a "Mhhhh?"

Neville continued.

"Why was Snape so scared about the beetle's eye?"

Harry looked up.

"You know, when my cauldron melted?"

Harry looked back down to his book.

"If a premature Drought of the Living Death potion comes in contact with beetles eye, anyone who has ever been touched by the potion within the last 50 years will automatically drop dead."

Neville nodded, looked as if he was about to say something, then headed up the stairs.

Harry kept his eyes trained on his book, but a small evil grin peaked out of the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, the portrait opened again, and someone walked in again. From the Fat Lady's questions, the person was under an invisibility cloak.

"What do you want Malfoy?"

Harry hadn't looked up from his book and this question caused Draco to jump up about 3 feet, dropping his father's invisibility cloak.

"w… w… el… Erm... I … err…"

"Speak coherently. I'm sick of stupid people, and if you keep that up, I'll strangle you."

Draco looked surprised. He took a hesitant forward, then stepped back.

"Well, erm, I was, er, kindahopingwcouldputeverythingbehindusandstartoveragain."

He said the last part in one breath, and cringed, hoping Harry wouldn't attack him.

Harry closed his book with a loud THUD, and studied Draco, not moving anything but his eyes.

After about a minute, Draco found this hideously unnerving, and started to fidget.

Finally Harry spoke up.

"And what makes you think that all the _fun_ times we've had together would just fly out the window?"

Draco looked ready for the question.

"Well, I was kinda hoping you bought my excuse about how I was brought up this way? It's not my fault, and I was brainwashed by my father."

Harry blinked, and then burst out laughing.

Finally when he stopped, he looked up.

"I have to hand it to you. You have guts."

He wiped a tear away from under his glasses, and cleared his throat.

"And I suppose this offer comes now because your father wants you to be marked?"

Draco just nodded.

"Do you have any idea what you're getting yourself into?"

Draco shook his head.

"Not really."

Harry studied him for a moment, then motioned to a chair in front of him. It hid him from view from anyone coming down the stairs.

Anyway, Harry leaned back, almost casually, and Draco suddenly noticed how the eyes changed from green to a grayish.

"Draco, I am going to give you the choice that I never had."

Draco looked confused.

"Now, after I finish explaining, you can either choose to join me, or I can erase your memories, make you a faithful death eater, and go down for glory."

Draco nodded, confused.

"Now, I trust you have heard of the Synticate legends when you were young? I know most pure-bloods have heard of it."

Draco nodded again, looking more confused than ever.

"Well, you see, that story is not really a legend. Nor Victor a dead guy.

You see, it really does exist. And so do the V'Rashka."

Understanding dawned in Draco's eyes.

"And you're part of them."

It was more of a statement than a question, and Draco felt his heart beat wildly.

Immortal. Harry Potter was an Immortal.

"Yes. You do understand. So, what will it be? Join me, follow orders, maybe you'll end up getting hurt, but in the end, become immortal? Or, join dear old Tommy, and make your father proud."

Draco held Harry's stare, and held out his hand.

"I came up here with my decision already Potter. I don't back down from those decisions."

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A.N.  Just as a note to all those people who are groaning about "Draco Redemption fics", Draco isn't good. He's just become even more badass than you can possibly imagine.

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Easter Eggs!: I randomly decided that I needed to write these down, so here they go. You don't have to read them if you don't want to.

Okiday I stole from Jar-Jar, Star Wars, Episode One, The Phantom Menace. (I know it's dumb)

"I am going to give you the choice that I never had" Quote from Interview with the Vampire movie, Tom Cruise as Lestat says it. Twice.

Victor is a character I "didn't really" pull from Underworld. He's not a vampire in my story. Anyway, if you like guns and blood see the movie. It's excellent. Just remember that it's rated R, just a note for you younger bloodthirsty people out there.

I know there're a few, but it'll grow over time. Anyway, Please Review!