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A.N. All right. I wrote this chapter at around 3 in the morning because I suddenly had an amazing inspiration. Anyway, if it seems a bit different from the other chapter, blame that on the caffeine I had to have to say awake.

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Draco was rather uncomfortable, just leaning against the doorway of the great hall, tapping his foot, avoiding eyes with all the Gryffindors who passed.

Finally, At 8 on the dot, Harry appeared, seeming carrying something, in his empty left hand.

Making sure no one was watching, he tossed a note to Draco, and disappeared into the great hall.

Carefully, making sure no one saw him, he quickly un-crumpled the note.

            Get your ass to the lake after Breakfast.

Shoving the note into his pocket, he slipped into the great hall, wondering what kind of trouble he had gotten himself into this time.

Breakfast wouldn't end slowly enough, and soon, Malfoy found himself standing by the lake, terrified as he watch Potter head towards him, carrying a rather large trunk in one hand.

"Allright. This way."

Draco had a bad feeling about the whole thing when they started off toward the Forbidden Forest, but managed to keep his mouth shut, when he saw the expression on Harry's face.

It was part utter insanity, part unadulterated bliss, and part evil genius, it probably would have been the wisest thing not to get in he way of someone like that.

_Anyway_

It took awhile, but the two finally arrived at a small location deep in the woods. The mist seemed extra foggy here, like someone had left a few packets of dry ice lying around, and there was that creepy feeling in the air, kinda like what you see in movies where you get in real close with the actor's face as creepy music plays.

Well, no close ups here.

Anyway, Harry dropped his trunk on the ground, and plopped down on a tree stump. After a moment, he motioned for Draco to be seated, and as the boy tentatively sat down, fearing the worst, Harry waved his arms wildly, like he had lost even more grip on his already unstable mind.

Suddenly, a large bubble appeared around them, and from where Draco sat, he could see birds stopped in mid-flight.

Harry brought down his arms, and seeing the confused look on Draco's face, he calmly said, "We're going to take awhile, and we wouldn't want anybody walking in on us now do we?"

Without waiting for Draco to start formulating an answer, he said, in Draco's opinion, the most random thing possible.

"Do you take yoga?"

"What?"

"Yoga. I know wizards know what it is. My question is, do you do yoga?"

"Well, yeah. From time to time."

"Allright. I need you to get into lotus so I can easily probe your mind."

"Probe my mind?"

"I'm not going to brain wash you or anything; I just need to see how the Phalexix is going to affect you."

This drew a blank stare and a "huh?" from Draco.

"Allright. Let me put it this way. Humans, as a whole, are too weak to directly interact with the power. If a human tries to accept the power without first taking precautions, he will either suffer major bodily harm, or completely and utterly lose their minds. Now, there is a trigger in most humans, whether they be magical or not, to take on the power of another being as a support for the sheer magnitude of Phalexix. Each human only possess only one, and when that trigger is pulled, that person can, basically, mutate their form and magic to be capable to interacting with the power.

Now, these triggers are for damned, demon, and animalistic. It really depends of the specifically of the trigger that determines the power of the being. While one trigger is not really better than the other, the form these triggers take can affect the overall magic of this person. You follow me?"

"Um, I guess."

Harry felt himself smack his forehead.

"All right. Let me put into simpler terms. I need to look into your mind to see what form, whether it be demon, animalistic, or vampiric, you will need to take on to harness the power."

Draco nodded affirmatively this time, and without further question. Slipped into lotus position, and closed his eyes.

Sitting directly across from him, Harry relaxed, and sent his power curling towards Draco, slowly scanning and probing for some hint of the trigger.

Ever so slowly, not to permanently damage the boy's brain tissue, he filled the crevices of Draco's magic and power, searching for the pull of the magical trigger he sensed was there.

Finally. He had found it. The door in Draco's mind that held the trigger behind it. Slowly opening the door, he felt his magical sensors lift upward, as it came face to face, figuratively, with the largest Hungarian Horntail Harry had ever seen.

Harry felt his body whistle as pulled back out of Draco's mind. Malfoy or not, this kid had some potential.

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Easter Eggs.

The creepy movie stereotypes came from… watching too many stereotypical horror movies!

The 3 triggers, damned (vampire) demon and animalistic came reading too many occult books, Anne Rice novels, and reading too many fanfics where people morph into strange demons.

Yoga I got from watching this video that said it calms your soul down fro awhile if done properly. Don't know why, but it seems like it's going to work in this case.