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Draco had tried to make the Saturday last. He did how homework slowly, he read, he watched fish in the pond for hours.

However, Sunday still came way too quickly.

It was true that he wanted to learn to control his powers and become powerful, but he was a bit afraid of it too.

Sunday morning, Draco had to drag himself out of bed, and outside. He was halfway to the clearing when he fully woke up.

His heart pace quickened, but he forced himself to stay calm. He was too far in to turn tails and run now. Harry's probably come after in his demon form and feast on his soul.

When Draco stepped into the clearing, he saw that Harry was already there. He was sitting on a rock, in some obscure yoga form, eyes closed, looking like he was still asleep.

Draco was wondering whether Harry would notice if he went back to bed, when Harry spoke up.

"Sit down Draco, and unless you want hell at your tail all the way up to your dorm, you are not going to think about sneaking off again."

Harry quickly untwisted his body, and sat cross-legged on the rock. Reaching behind it, he pulled out a bag.

"All right, first thing's first, we're going to learn the extent of your powers."

Out of the bag, he pulled out 3 strange objects. A small punching bag, a muggle microphone, and a deck of cards.

Draco was very confused as Harry handed him the card deck, and told him to shuffle.

Draco did so, wondering what the point of this was, when Harry finally made him start.

"I want you to go through the deck, and without looking at the cards, pick one."

Draco did so, and he finally held a card in his hands.

After taking the rest of the deck form Draco, Harry motioned for Draco to hold flip over the card so its face was showing.

Queen of Spades.

"Hmmm. Not bad."

Harry stroked his smooth chin, looking extremely thoughtful.

"Um, what's not bad?"

Draco had handed over the card, and was accepting the microphone.

Harry held up the card, and the rest of the deck.

"It's a kind of test that measures your magic in general. You picking a queen mean that you're pretty strong, and the spades mean that you have some form of strong magical force. Hearts mean soul force, diamonds mean a strong intellectual magic and clubs stands for old hereditary magic. Anyway, what you have to do next is say your full name into the microphone. It measures the range of your magic."

A little uncertainly, Draco held the microphone to his mouth.

"Draco Laden Malfoy."

Suddenly, something flared up around him, encompassing his body in a dark green haze.

"It seems your soul is rather dark, not to mention power hungry…"

Harry grinned and got up, and walked around Draco, measuring the green aura flare with his eyes.

"Allright."

Taking away the microphone, he tossed the punching bag into the air, where it stayed, suspended.

"Punch it as hard as you can."

Draco stood up, and mustered up all the energy in his body into that one punch. It flew back a couple of feet.

Harry nodded, impressed.

"I've only seen 3 of my students move it before, but never this much. Very good."

Tossing the 3 objects over his shoulder, Harry motioned for Draco to come stand in front of him.

"I think the best way to proceed right now is teaching you bits of your draconic powers, then moving on from there. We'll start with the fun stuff. How about learning to blow fire out of your mouth? In human form?"

Draco suddenly became excited. He hadn't let too many other people know this, but he was a pyromaniac. Fire had always fascinated him, and being able to be a flamethrower, well, it was the coolest thing he had ever heard of.

Harry, noticing Draco's excitement, grinned to himself.

"Allright. What you actually have to do is take on aspects of your horntail form. Right now, you're going to see if you can get the lining of your throat and the inside of your mother to change from yours to the horntails.

Draco concentrated, trying to remember how the mouth of the horntail felt like. As he remembered, he tried to rework the skin and lining of his mouth to be like that of the dragon's.

Suddenly, Draco started to chough. Smoke was slowly escaping from his mouth. Suddenly, a jet of fire burst out of his throat, torching a tree that happened to be in front of him.

Quickly, Draco tried reverting his mouth to the way it used to be. The smoke stopped coming out, and Draco was able to stand up straight again. As he wiped the tears from his eyes, he saw Harry dousing the tree in front of him with some sort of water.

"Allright. I didn't expect you to be able to do that on your first try. Try it again, but this time, try not to inhale too deeply while your throat is shifting."

Draco nodded, took a deep breath, and tried again.

He felt the linings of him mouth become tougher, and coated with strange tasting saliva. The back of his throat filled with mucus like substance, then grew slightly larger, and his tongue also changed from the strong human muscle to a rough mass, again coated with the saliva.

When Draco felt something grow in the throat, and there was smoke slowly leaking out of his nose, he opened his mouth, and exhaled.

Making sure the smoke was no longer trapped in his throat, Draco took a hesitant breath. No coughing. Taking a deeper breath, Draco was quickly breathing normally.

Aiming for the tree again, Draco tried using his throat to exhale sharply. A jet of flame roared out of his mouth. Strangely, the inside of his mouth only felt mildly heated, and when the flame stopped, all he had to do was blow out quickly through his nose.

"Cool!"

Talking with a dragon's mouth felt strange at first. The word was a bit more guttural, and was way deeper than his regular voice, but he could at least talk.

Harry nodded, impressed by Draco's easy mastery of the dragon's weapon.

"Very good. Very good indeed. Now, try the transformation faster this time."

Draco did it once more, speeding the changing process up, and quickly enough, he was torching the tree down again.

Harry nodded, marking something down on a little slip of paper that appeared from nowhere.

"Excellent. Very good."

He looked up at Draco, measuring height and weight with his eyes.

"Allright. Now, for flying."

Draco was nearly bouncing on his feet now. First, playing with fire, and now flying without a broomstick?

"All right, this might be slightly tricky. I need you to take those protruding bones in your back (I forgot what they were called) and see if you can extend them into wings."

A couple minutes passed, but nothing happened.

"How about this. Transform into the horntail, then transform back to human forms, keeping the wings."

Draco tried that, and soon found himself to have a set of rather heavy wings coming out of his back.

He tried moving them, but as soon as he lifted one wing, he couldn't hold the weight, and he lost his balance, toppling over onto her butt.

Harry tried hard not to giggle as Draco got knotted up in how own wings.

"Malfoy, sit for a moment, and try to see if you can shrink them. It might take a bit of thought."

Draco flopped back down onto the ground, trying hard not to sit on the big scaly wings, and concentrated on making the wings slightly smaller. When they had finally reached a bearable length, he painstakingly got up, and tried flapping them.

He fell down on his butt again.

Harry couldn't help but let out a high giggle as Draco glared at him.

"Try holding onto something. The muscles in your back just haven't developed, and it might take a bit before you can actually life yourself off the ground.

Draco got up again, and this time, before he tried moving the wings, he tightened his hands over a low strong branch, and flapped.

He almost fell over again, but luckily managed to keep his grip on the branch, and kept on flapping.

After a bit, Draco finally managed to find his center of balance, he wasn't handing onto the wood with his fingernails.

When Harry finally nodded for Draco to stop, he quickly pulled the wings back in, hoping the rip in the back of his shirt wasn't going to be too noticeable.

"We're going to have to get you a backless vest for that."

Harry muttered as he scrutinized the tears in the shirt.

"You're going to have to move those wings quite a lot to get the muscle growing back there. You probably want to be sitting down for that."

Draco nodded.

Harry pulled a large book out of nowhere and handed it to Draco.

"This was written by Garet. He's another horntail V'Rashka. He's been around for a very long time."

Draco grabbed the book and quickly flipped through it. It had information in everything.

"You're done for now. What time is your father coming tomorrow?"

"At around 7. He'll be in the great hall."

Harry nodded.

"Allright. I'll have to contact a few people. I'll also need you to down to the kitchens and get Dobby to help us."

"Dobby? Our old house elf? He's here?"

Harry nodded as he retracted the bubble.

Suddenly, Sirius and Remus ran in, both looking rather… frumped.

"Do you know how damn long it took for that old idiot to debrief us? Days!"

This was when Malfoy caught sight of the convict.

"Sirius Black!"

He tried not to whimper.

Harry sighed, reached over, and smacked Malfoy upside the head.

"Shut up. He's not going to kill you."

He turned back to Sirius.

"Anything from Nyx or Vlad?"

Sirius shook his head.

"They said that even though they are getting very close to Voldemort, he won't tell them too much. The information they get from him is pretty useless. Nyx tried drinking his blood to read his secrets, but that backfired. Apparently, Voldemort never really sleeps. She just barely managed escaping his wrath by saying that her blood lust was up, and she didn't see who she was biting."

Lupin sighed.

"The only bit of information we got was that he's planning a bit of an attack on the world in June. Apparently, he's waiting for summing to happen before then.

By the way, is it safe for him to be hearing all of this?"

Remus jerked his head over at Malfoy.


"It's fine. He's in training at the moment. Decided to switch sides. By the way, did Xander finish training you guys?"

Harry looked at the two men.

"Actually, no. We're going back for another week tomorrow. It's going to take us months to get our muscles working properly."

Remus sighed.

Harry nodded, and waved as they both disappeared further into the forest.

Turning to Draco, he motioned for the Slytherin to follow.

"We're going to write a letter to Tobias. That meeting tomorrow should be interesting."

"Who's Tobias?"

"I could say friend of your father. They used to be "buddies" when your father trained."

Draco followed, thinking. He still had no idea how Harry was going to get him out of being recruited as a death eater, and this worried him.

Finally, he decided to just go with the flow. He'd just have to take things as they came.

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Easter Eggs.

The magical tests (the strength and range parts) were pulled from Yu Yu Hakusho. (sp?)

Garet is a character who can harness a dragon's power from Golden Sun. Great game.

Nyx is the Greek goddess of the night. Also, Nyx is Erebus's sister in the myths.

 No, Nyx is not Harry's sister.

Vlad was a prince from the area that is now Romania, he apparently drank bits of blood, liked impaling people and watch them die, and signed his name Vlad Dracula, Vlad son of the Devil. Basically, he was an all around cool guy.

If you still haven't gotten it, Nyx and Vlad are both vamps.