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I promise.
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usage and missing words. If you're offended by it you shouldn't read.
Falling.
Harry was walking through the corridors when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw a tall person wearing a black cloak. He couldn't tell who it was because it's face was covered by the hood of the cloak. "Er...Hi, do I know you?" asked Harry not knowing why this stranger was following him. The stranger took out a wand and lowered its hood revealing a white mask that looked exactly like the ones the men in Harry's dream were wearing. The men that bore the creepy skull thing that Jeremy told him was the mark all of Voldemort's followers had. Harry told himself not to panic it WAS Halloween, it could just be a joke. "What do you want?" asked Harry hoping his voice sounded calmer than he felt. "You" was the stranger's reply. The man raised his wand and pointed it at Harry who was defenseless because he had left his own wand at Gryffindor tower. So, he did the only thing he could think of... he screamed and then fell to the floor stunned.
He woke up feeling cold and a very painful throbbing in his head. He started rubbing the back of his neck when he remembered about the masked stranger who had cursed him. He looked around and everything was very dark but he could see that he was in a forest. He tried to get up but found that couldn't because his arms were around a tree and chained at the back with heavy manacles. The sound of his struggling drew the attention of a group of people dressed exactly as the stranger who had kidnapped him. They were standing in a circle around a huge cauldron. "You're up, good." said a man with a very bored tone. He walked towards Harry, knelt in front of him and took off his mask. Harry's eyes widen, this man looked so much like Draco, it was scary. From the platinum hair, to the gray eyes and aristocratic nose. "Do you know who I am?" he asked looking at Harry's shocked face with amusement. "Lucious Malfoy" Harry whispered softly. Malfoy senior nodded. "So, you're not as stupid as you look?" he smirked making Harry glare at him. "Do you know what I am, Potter?" Harry nodded. "Do you know why you're here?" Harry shook his head impatiently. "Then let me enlighten you. You are here because we - he gestured to the group of people around the cauldron - want our Lord back and you get to be a part of it. Isn't it funny that fifteen years ago you were the one to rid him of his body and now you're going to help him get it back." Harry tried to stay calm but was failing miserably. He was so scared. Draco's father was talking about the man who had tried to kill him and his parents, the monster who wanted to rid the world of muggleborns. The death-eaters were all smiling at Harry's horrified reaction. "Get the blood" said Malfoy Sr. to a short death-eater, handing him a small glass vial. The short man took a dagger out of his belt. Harry was eyeing the sharp weapon fearfully. "One wrong move, brat and I'll cut your throat" he said trying to sound menacing but the effect was ruined by his shaking hands. He let go one of Harry's arms and made a diagonal cut on Harry's right wrist then let the blood into the vial. When the vial was almost full, he chained Harry's arm back and went back to the group. Harry thought that the cut hadn't hurt that much but he thought his being terrified had something to do with it. The group started chanting strange words and a white light started coming from the cauldron. They dropped a few things in finishing with the vial containing Harry's blood and when they did that the white light became silver and so bright Harry had to close his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he wished this was just a nightmare that he could wake up from immediately. It wasn't, it was real. Voldemort was back, he was stepping out of the cauldron and looking at every one of his death-eaters in turn. He finally turned to Harry, making him shudder with those creepy red eyes. "Potter, you've turned into a very attractive young man" he said looking at Harry from head to toe raising an eyebrow at Harry's choice of clothing. "Can I kill him now?" asked a tall death-eater that sounded like the one that had taken Harry from Hogwarts. "Crucio" shouted Voldemort making the man writhe on the ground in pain. "You'll do nothing until I say any different, Macnair" he went to the group of the death-eaters who had formed a circle and was talking to them but Harry couldn't hear anything. Harry didn't know what to do, he couldn't do magic without his wand, unless . . . he hadn't done much wandless magic since he got to Hogwarts but it was worth a try. He tried to imagine the chains made out of something that he could easily break but his fear was making him so cold he couldn't think straight. The clothes looked good but his red silk shirt wasn't meant to keep him warm. He tried to transfigure his outfit back . . . he started thinking about his nice and warm lion cub costume, he thought hard about the furry outfit and he felt something changing and the manacles fell off as if his arms had shrank or something. The sound the chains made alerted the death-eaters who turned around and look at where Harry had been just seconds ago. Harry hadn't look back, he was running as fast as he could through the forest, it was just like his dream. Now he understood why in the dream he seemed to know where he was going . . . he had seen all this before in his dream, he stopped and hid in the bushes at the sound of footsteps. He saw the four death-eaters, just like the dream. "If he gets out and tells the muggle-loving fool about the dark lord's rebirth we're dead, now keep looking! , Aaaarggh . . . he's calling" said the death-eater who Voldermort had called Macnair. So, everything in the dream happened but this was the part where he usually woke up. ~ what now? ~ he thought. He started running in the direction he thought was away from where the death-eaters had gone. He heard someone coming and panicked but then he got this strange feeling and somehow knew that this person wouldn't hurt him. He got closer to the stranger and was never so happy to see his father. He ran to him, his Dad turned around and raised his wand pointing it at him. Harry felt the tingling of magic go through him and felt his vampire outfit back ~ weird ~ he thought. He threw his arms around his father's neck but James pulled back "What are you?" he asked pointing his wand between Harry's eyes. "Dad, what . . . are you okay?" asked Harry worried. "You can't . . . I mean . . . What was the name of our first house-elf?" he asked looking at Harry suspiciously. "Dad we've never had a house-elf" said Harry confused. James grabbed him and held him tightly. "Oh Harry, we were so worried" he said hugging Harry so tight he could hardly breathe. James didn't seem to notice and shot some green sparks out of his wand to alert the others and carried Harry to the front grounds of Hogwarts. When James came out of the forest he felt someone trying to take Harry away from him and struggled against it. "Give me my baby!" demanded Lily. But James wouldn't let go so Harry turned in his father's arms and hugged his mother. Sirius and Remus were behind her and Sirius managed what Lily couldn't and took Harry from James. Harry hugged both of his Godparents and then noticed someone behind them. "Draco!" he exclaimed happily jumping out Sirius' arms and hugging Draco who returned the hug enthusiastically. "I see young Harry seems to be unharmed" said Prof. Dumbledore walking towards the group. "I need to know what happened Harry, let's go to my office" he said leading the way. "You too, Mr. Malfoy" he said without looking back.
When they got to the headmaster's office, Dumbledore made six chairs appear in front of his desk. James, Lily, Sirius, Remus and Draco took them in that order from left to right, leaving an empty one beside Draco because Sirius wouldn't let go of Harry. "Harry, I want you to tell me exactly what happened" said Dumbledore looking at Harry seriously. Harry had been so happy to see his family that he had forgotten about everything that had happened since he was taken from Hogwarts. "Voldemort, he is back" this words had an incredible effect on everyone in the room. "Harry, what are you talking about?" asked Sirius turning him around so he was looking right into Harry's green eyes. Harry told them everything. "Well that's it, we're going back to Safe haven" Lily said firmly. "Mum, I don't want to go back to hiding" said Harry looking at his father to know if he felt the same way. "Harry, when did you become an animagus?" asked James seriously. "What?" asked Harry looking confused. "Why didn't you tell me, you know how dangerous the transformation could be?" for the first time he could ever remember he was being scolded by his father and for something he didn't understand. "Dad I don't know what you're talking about" said Harry honestly. "I saw you, when you came to me in the forest. Why do you think that I asked you that question to check if it was you" Harry still looked clueless. "You said you did some wandless magic?" James asked. "Yes, I transfigure my outfit to the lion cub costume because I was cold" said Harry slowly. "You were a panther cub" corrected James. "Huh?" Harry said stupidly. James sighed angrily. "Dad, what are you talking about?" Harry was tired of this but then he remembered feeling his feet on the earth and how did those chains fall off . . . "I'm an animagus? ...Cool!" said Harry smiling happily. "You didn't know?" asked Sirius. "Nope, but that's so cool. Wait how do I do it? I can't remember how to do it." He said a little disappointed. "Did my father hurt you?" asked Draco out of the blue. "No, he just told me what they were doing but he didn't seem as into it as the others" he said thoughtfully."You stay away from him" said Sirius. "Draco doesn't have anything to do with it" said Harry jumping to Draco's defense. "He's right, maybe you should stay away from me" said Draco getting up."No, Draco!" said Harry blocking the door. "I like you, I like spending time with you I don't care that your father is a bastard" said Harry softly. "My father is not a bastard, you just don't understand!" said Draco losing his cool. "Draco, what's wrong?" asked Harry coming closer to him. "I just . . . just leave me alone!" said Draco pushing Harry out of the way and almost running out of the office. Harry felt a lump in his throat and was about to sink to the floor when a pair of hands stopped him. He looked up and was surprised by the kind amber eyes of Remus. "He hates me, I didn't mean to insult his family" said Harry in a choked voice. "He doesn't hate you. Your parents, Sirius and Prof. Dumbledore are going to be here talking for a while, you've had a very long day and I think you should go to bed" he said leading him out. Harry felt so sad. Was Draco mad because his dad had been involved or was he angry because Harry had gotten away . . . he was so confused.
Harry woke up the next day feeling like he was being suffocated and he kind of was . . . Jeremy who had been waiting all night in Ravenclaw tower for news on Harry and wasn't able to get out until this morning for security measures. "Jeremy, I can't breathe" gasped Harry. "Oh . . . sorry about that. Don't ever get yourself kidnaped again" said Jeremy seriously."I'll keep that in mind. Are we going back to safe haven?" asked Harry dreading the answer. "Dad is still trying to convince mum into letting you out of this room" he said smirking. "I heard your boyfriend stormed out on you" Jeremy said while looking for Harry's reaction. "I don't understand him . . . I think there's something wrong with his dad" Jeremy wanted to hit him over the head. "Of course there's something wrong with his father, the guy is a death-eater, you know what they do, torture, kill and that kind of thing." Said Jeremy scowling. "Jeremy, do you think Draco will ever be like his father?" asked Harry softly. "I don't know Harry, in pureblooded families its only natural to follow the parents' in their beliefs but look at Sirius, he's nothing like his parents. So maybe Draco will be different" said Jeremy trying not to upset Harry but not wanting to lie either. "I was really scared last night" said Harry in a small, barely audible voice. "Mum and Dad told me, are you okay?" asked Jeremy worried. "I guess. Do you think he'll come after us?" Jeremy knew exactly who Harry meant by 'he'. "I think so but mum and dad, Sirius, Remus, me, the professors . . . we won't let him hurt you" said Jeremy firmly. "Thanks" said Harry smiling sadly, knowing just like Jeremy that his family would do anything for him but when the time comes would that be enough? .
Harry had a shower, dressed and was about to go out of his parents' quarters when. "Harry, where are your glasses?" asked Lily. "Yeah, you weren't wearing them last night, did you lose them in the forest?" asked James. "Well no . . . I wanted to talk to you about this . . . err . . . I sort of made a potion to correct my vision so I don't need them anymore, bye!" said Harry running out the door, leaving two stunned and very angry parents behind. Harry was running looking back when he turned his head to where he was going he almost ran into someone. "Sorry" he said panting a little. "Are you okay, who are you running from?" asked a tall boy Harry had seen before. "Oh, nobody. Do I know you?" asked Harry looking at the boy. "Yes, we sort of met last night at the dance, I'm Roger Davies" he said proudly. "Oh right, Hi, I'm Harry" said Harry extending his hand which Roger shook and held onto for a little too, long. "Well it was nice to see you again, I have to go now, bye" said Harry already running towards Gryffindor tower leaving Roger staring after him. He got to Gryffindor tower and unfortunately everyone was talking about what happened last night even though nobody really knew, everyone was to find out tonight when Dumbledore announced it to the school at dinner. "Hey Harry, where were you last night?" asked Ron. "Everyone was running around and we couldn't find you, did you go with your parents?" asked Hermione. Harry didn't know what to say, he didn't want to talk about it but he didn't want to lie to his friends either. "Dumbledore it's going to tell everyone what happened tonight at dinner" he said successfully getting their attention onto something else.
He went with his friends to breakfast at the Great Hall and saw Draco, sitting at the Slytherin table looking gorgeous, he tried to make eye contact but Draco's attention was with the boy next to him. He gave up and sat between Seamus and Ron for breakfast. He was reaching for his glass of juice when he saw Draco getting up and leaving the Great Hall, he thought about it for two seconds before getting up and going after him. "Draco, can we talk?" Harry was blocking his path. "Fine, let's go" said Draco without looking at him. They went to seventh floor and once inside Harry had to say something, the silence was creeping him out. "I'm sorry about calling your father a bastard, I didn't mean it" said Harry. "Yes you did, that's what he was to you but there are things that you don't know and . . . I just . . . forget it " said Draco running his hand through his hair frustrated. "You don't want to see me anymore, do you?" said Harry sadly. "Harry I . . . last night when you were taken I felt . . . " he trailed off. "You felt what?" Harry was so surprised to see Draco like this, talking about his feelings it was a little weird but he really wanted to understand him. "I was terrified . . . I don't think I've ever been more scared in my life" he finished laughing bitterly. "You were scared for me?" asked Harry. Draco nodded still laughing but it had turned a little hysterical. "I don't get why that's funny" said Harry a little scared now. "It's so pathetic I've only known you for a little while and I felt so . . . lost just thinking about you getting hurt and now I feel so stupid I wasn't myself last night I . . . I couldn't think of anything but you" finished Draco."Why does that have to be a bad thing?" asked Harry softly. "Because, I don't like feeling this way . . . it's like I'm not in control I'm just . . . " he trailed off. "Falling?" asked Harry. Draco looked up into Harry's green eyes and saw that Harry knew exactly how he felt.
Sorry if the ''Vodemort rebirth'' sucks or is too ''Goblet of fire''.
Falling.
Harry was walking through the corridors when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw a tall person wearing a black cloak. He couldn't tell who it was because it's face was covered by the hood of the cloak. "Er...Hi, do I know you?" asked Harry not knowing why this stranger was following him. The stranger took out a wand and lowered its hood revealing a white mask that looked exactly like the ones the men in Harry's dream were wearing. The men that bore the creepy skull thing that Jeremy told him was the mark all of Voldemort's followers had. Harry told himself not to panic it WAS Halloween, it could just be a joke. "What do you want?" asked Harry hoping his voice sounded calmer than he felt. "You" was the stranger's reply. The man raised his wand and pointed it at Harry who was defenseless because he had left his own wand at Gryffindor tower. So, he did the only thing he could think of... he screamed and then fell to the floor stunned.
He woke up feeling cold and a very painful throbbing in his head. He started rubbing the back of his neck when he remembered about the masked stranger who had cursed him. He looked around and everything was very dark but he could see that he was in a forest. He tried to get up but found that couldn't because his arms were around a tree and chained at the back with heavy manacles. The sound of his struggling drew the attention of a group of people dressed exactly as the stranger who had kidnapped him. They were standing in a circle around a huge cauldron. "You're up, good." said a man with a very bored tone. He walked towards Harry, knelt in front of him and took off his mask. Harry's eyes widen, this man looked so much like Draco, it was scary. From the platinum hair, to the gray eyes and aristocratic nose. "Do you know who I am?" he asked looking at Harry's shocked face with amusement. "Lucious Malfoy" Harry whispered softly. Malfoy senior nodded. "So, you're not as stupid as you look?" he smirked making Harry glare at him. "Do you know what I am, Potter?" Harry nodded. "Do you know why you're here?" Harry shook his head impatiently. "Then let me enlighten you. You are here because we - he gestured to the group of people around the cauldron - want our Lord back and you get to be a part of it. Isn't it funny that fifteen years ago you were the one to rid him of his body and now you're going to help him get it back." Harry tried to stay calm but was failing miserably. He was so scared. Draco's father was talking about the man who had tried to kill him and his parents, the monster who wanted to rid the world of muggleborns. The death-eaters were all smiling at Harry's horrified reaction. "Get the blood" said Malfoy Sr. to a short death-eater, handing him a small glass vial. The short man took a dagger out of his belt. Harry was eyeing the sharp weapon fearfully. "One wrong move, brat and I'll cut your throat" he said trying to sound menacing but the effect was ruined by his shaking hands. He let go one of Harry's arms and made a diagonal cut on Harry's right wrist then let the blood into the vial. When the vial was almost full, he chained Harry's arm back and went back to the group. Harry thought that the cut hadn't hurt that much but he thought his being terrified had something to do with it. The group started chanting strange words and a white light started coming from the cauldron. They dropped a few things in finishing with the vial containing Harry's blood and when they did that the white light became silver and so bright Harry had to close his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he wished this was just a nightmare that he could wake up from immediately. It wasn't, it was real. Voldemort was back, he was stepping out of the cauldron and looking at every one of his death-eaters in turn. He finally turned to Harry, making him shudder with those creepy red eyes. "Potter, you've turned into a very attractive young man" he said looking at Harry from head to toe raising an eyebrow at Harry's choice of clothing. "Can I kill him now?" asked a tall death-eater that sounded like the one that had taken Harry from Hogwarts. "Crucio" shouted Voldemort making the man writhe on the ground in pain. "You'll do nothing until I say any different, Macnair" he went to the group of the death-eaters who had formed a circle and was talking to them but Harry couldn't hear anything. Harry didn't know what to do, he couldn't do magic without his wand, unless . . . he hadn't done much wandless magic since he got to Hogwarts but it was worth a try. He tried to imagine the chains made out of something that he could easily break but his fear was making him so cold he couldn't think straight. The clothes looked good but his red silk shirt wasn't meant to keep him warm. He tried to transfigure his outfit back . . . he started thinking about his nice and warm lion cub costume, he thought hard about the furry outfit and he felt something changing and the manacles fell off as if his arms had shrank or something. The sound the chains made alerted the death-eaters who turned around and look at where Harry had been just seconds ago. Harry hadn't look back, he was running as fast as he could through the forest, it was just like his dream. Now he understood why in the dream he seemed to know where he was going . . . he had seen all this before in his dream, he stopped and hid in the bushes at the sound of footsteps. He saw the four death-eaters, just like the dream. "If he gets out and tells the muggle-loving fool about the dark lord's rebirth we're dead, now keep looking! , Aaaarggh . . . he's calling" said the death-eater who Voldermort had called Macnair. So, everything in the dream happened but this was the part where he usually woke up. ~ what now? ~ he thought. He started running in the direction he thought was away from where the death-eaters had gone. He heard someone coming and panicked but then he got this strange feeling and somehow knew that this person wouldn't hurt him. He got closer to the stranger and was never so happy to see his father. He ran to him, his Dad turned around and raised his wand pointing it at him. Harry felt the tingling of magic go through him and felt his vampire outfit back ~ weird ~ he thought. He threw his arms around his father's neck but James pulled back "What are you?" he asked pointing his wand between Harry's eyes. "Dad, what . . . are you okay?" asked Harry worried. "You can't . . . I mean . . . What was the name of our first house-elf?" he asked looking at Harry suspiciously. "Dad we've never had a house-elf" said Harry confused. James grabbed him and held him tightly. "Oh Harry, we were so worried" he said hugging Harry so tight he could hardly breathe. James didn't seem to notice and shot some green sparks out of his wand to alert the others and carried Harry to the front grounds of Hogwarts. When James came out of the forest he felt someone trying to take Harry away from him and struggled against it. "Give me my baby!" demanded Lily. But James wouldn't let go so Harry turned in his father's arms and hugged his mother. Sirius and Remus were behind her and Sirius managed what Lily couldn't and took Harry from James. Harry hugged both of his Godparents and then noticed someone behind them. "Draco!" he exclaimed happily jumping out Sirius' arms and hugging Draco who returned the hug enthusiastically. "I see young Harry seems to be unharmed" said Prof. Dumbledore walking towards the group. "I need to know what happened Harry, let's go to my office" he said leading the way. "You too, Mr. Malfoy" he said without looking back.
When they got to the headmaster's office, Dumbledore made six chairs appear in front of his desk. James, Lily, Sirius, Remus and Draco took them in that order from left to right, leaving an empty one beside Draco because Sirius wouldn't let go of Harry. "Harry, I want you to tell me exactly what happened" said Dumbledore looking at Harry seriously. Harry had been so happy to see his family that he had forgotten about everything that had happened since he was taken from Hogwarts. "Voldemort, he is back" this words had an incredible effect on everyone in the room. "Harry, what are you talking about?" asked Sirius turning him around so he was looking right into Harry's green eyes. Harry told them everything. "Well that's it, we're going back to Safe haven" Lily said firmly. "Mum, I don't want to go back to hiding" said Harry looking at his father to know if he felt the same way. "Harry, when did you become an animagus?" asked James seriously. "What?" asked Harry looking confused. "Why didn't you tell me, you know how dangerous the transformation could be?" for the first time he could ever remember he was being scolded by his father and for something he didn't understand. "Dad I don't know what you're talking about" said Harry honestly. "I saw you, when you came to me in the forest. Why do you think that I asked you that question to check if it was you" Harry still looked clueless. "You said you did some wandless magic?" James asked. "Yes, I transfigure my outfit to the lion cub costume because I was cold" said Harry slowly. "You were a panther cub" corrected James. "Huh?" Harry said stupidly. James sighed angrily. "Dad, what are you talking about?" Harry was tired of this but then he remembered feeling his feet on the earth and how did those chains fall off . . . "I'm an animagus? ...Cool!" said Harry smiling happily. "You didn't know?" asked Sirius. "Nope, but that's so cool. Wait how do I do it? I can't remember how to do it." He said a little disappointed. "Did my father hurt you?" asked Draco out of the blue. "No, he just told me what they were doing but he didn't seem as into it as the others" he said thoughtfully."You stay away from him" said Sirius. "Draco doesn't have anything to do with it" said Harry jumping to Draco's defense. "He's right, maybe you should stay away from me" said Draco getting up."No, Draco!" said Harry blocking the door. "I like you, I like spending time with you I don't care that your father is a bastard" said Harry softly. "My father is not a bastard, you just don't understand!" said Draco losing his cool. "Draco, what's wrong?" asked Harry coming closer to him. "I just . . . just leave me alone!" said Draco pushing Harry out of the way and almost running out of the office. Harry felt a lump in his throat and was about to sink to the floor when a pair of hands stopped him. He looked up and was surprised by the kind amber eyes of Remus. "He hates me, I didn't mean to insult his family" said Harry in a choked voice. "He doesn't hate you. Your parents, Sirius and Prof. Dumbledore are going to be here talking for a while, you've had a very long day and I think you should go to bed" he said leading him out. Harry felt so sad. Was Draco mad because his dad had been involved or was he angry because Harry had gotten away . . . he was so confused.
Harry woke up the next day feeling like he was being suffocated and he kind of was . . . Jeremy who had been waiting all night in Ravenclaw tower for news on Harry and wasn't able to get out until this morning for security measures. "Jeremy, I can't breathe" gasped Harry. "Oh . . . sorry about that. Don't ever get yourself kidnaped again" said Jeremy seriously."I'll keep that in mind. Are we going back to safe haven?" asked Harry dreading the answer. "Dad is still trying to convince mum into letting you out of this room" he said smirking. "I heard your boyfriend stormed out on you" Jeremy said while looking for Harry's reaction. "I don't understand him . . . I think there's something wrong with his dad" Jeremy wanted to hit him over the head. "Of course there's something wrong with his father, the guy is a death-eater, you know what they do, torture, kill and that kind of thing." Said Jeremy scowling. "Jeremy, do you think Draco will ever be like his father?" asked Harry softly. "I don't know Harry, in pureblooded families its only natural to follow the parents' in their beliefs but look at Sirius, he's nothing like his parents. So maybe Draco will be different" said Jeremy trying not to upset Harry but not wanting to lie either. "I was really scared last night" said Harry in a small, barely audible voice. "Mum and Dad told me, are you okay?" asked Jeremy worried. "I guess. Do you think he'll come after us?" Jeremy knew exactly who Harry meant by 'he'. "I think so but mum and dad, Sirius, Remus, me, the professors . . . we won't let him hurt you" said Jeremy firmly. "Thanks" said Harry smiling sadly, knowing just like Jeremy that his family would do anything for him but when the time comes would that be enough? .
Harry had a shower, dressed and was about to go out of his parents' quarters when. "Harry, where are your glasses?" asked Lily. "Yeah, you weren't wearing them last night, did you lose them in the forest?" asked James. "Well no . . . I wanted to talk to you about this . . . err . . . I sort of made a potion to correct my vision so I don't need them anymore, bye!" said Harry running out the door, leaving two stunned and very angry parents behind. Harry was running looking back when he turned his head to where he was going he almost ran into someone. "Sorry" he said panting a little. "Are you okay, who are you running from?" asked a tall boy Harry had seen before. "Oh, nobody. Do I know you?" asked Harry looking at the boy. "Yes, we sort of met last night at the dance, I'm Roger Davies" he said proudly. "Oh right, Hi, I'm Harry" said Harry extending his hand which Roger shook and held onto for a little too, long. "Well it was nice to see you again, I have to go now, bye" said Harry already running towards Gryffindor tower leaving Roger staring after him. He got to Gryffindor tower and unfortunately everyone was talking about what happened last night even though nobody really knew, everyone was to find out tonight when Dumbledore announced it to the school at dinner. "Hey Harry, where were you last night?" asked Ron. "Everyone was running around and we couldn't find you, did you go with your parents?" asked Hermione. Harry didn't know what to say, he didn't want to talk about it but he didn't want to lie to his friends either. "Dumbledore it's going to tell everyone what happened tonight at dinner" he said successfully getting their attention onto something else.
He went with his friends to breakfast at the Great Hall and saw Draco, sitting at the Slytherin table looking gorgeous, he tried to make eye contact but Draco's attention was with the boy next to him. He gave up and sat between Seamus and Ron for breakfast. He was reaching for his glass of juice when he saw Draco getting up and leaving the Great Hall, he thought about it for two seconds before getting up and going after him. "Draco, can we talk?" Harry was blocking his path. "Fine, let's go" said Draco without looking at him. They went to seventh floor and once inside Harry had to say something, the silence was creeping him out. "I'm sorry about calling your father a bastard, I didn't mean it" said Harry. "Yes you did, that's what he was to you but there are things that you don't know and . . . I just . . . forget it " said Draco running his hand through his hair frustrated. "You don't want to see me anymore, do you?" said Harry sadly. "Harry I . . . last night when you were taken I felt . . . " he trailed off. "You felt what?" Harry was so surprised to see Draco like this, talking about his feelings it was a little weird but he really wanted to understand him. "I was terrified . . . I don't think I've ever been more scared in my life" he finished laughing bitterly. "You were scared for me?" asked Harry. Draco nodded still laughing but it had turned a little hysterical. "I don't get why that's funny" said Harry a little scared now. "It's so pathetic I've only known you for a little while and I felt so . . . lost just thinking about you getting hurt and now I feel so stupid I wasn't myself last night I . . . I couldn't think of anything but you" finished Draco."Why does that have to be a bad thing?" asked Harry softly. "Because, I don't like feeling this way . . . it's like I'm not in control I'm just . . . " he trailed off. "Falling?" asked Harry. Draco looked up into Harry's green eyes and saw that Harry knew exactly how he felt.
Sorry if the ''Vodemort rebirth'' sucks or is too ''Goblet of fire''.