Harry was currently working on his spell weaving homework that would be due in a few hours when he noticed out of the corner of his eye Draco Malfoy walking up to him. Waiting to see if Draco talked to him nicely, Harry bent his head down to finish the calculations on the spell that he was working on.

Walking over to where Alexander was sitting working on something, Draco cleared his throat to get the other boy's attention.

"Alexander," Draco said, unsure on what he was supposed to be saying to the other boy. "Is there anyway that we could talk in private?"

Now why would someone like Draco Malfoy becoming to talk to him? Harry was thinking about what Draco had asked.

"Sure, when would you like to meet?"

"Now would be a good time."

"Do you have a specific place that you want to meet at?"

"Just somewhere private."

"I know just the place," said Harry thinking of the room of requirement. "I know of a secure place where no one could find us if you want to follow me."

"Sure, let's go."

Harry shrunk his stuff and put it in to one of his robe pockets and began to lead the way from the library to the room of requirement.

Knowing that not many students were up early on the weekend Harry and Draco made their way quickly and quietly to the seventh floor, and started to search for the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy, who normally was being clubbed by trolls.

Concentrating on a room that would be comfortable enough for the both of them, yet a secure place where no one would find them, Harry paced the corridor.

"Hey look there's a door!" Draco exclaimed surprised that a door could appear out of no where.

"Welcome to the room of requirement."

Harry sat down in a chair and waited for Draco to stop wandering around the room in awe at what things were there. Bookcases stacked wall to wall about Defense and spying.

"Alexander. You probably don't know much about and I don't know much about you, but I have come to ask you for your help in something. Will you promise that everything that I tell you, you will keep to yourself and no one else may know about any of this."

"I promise on my wand that I will keep everything a secret."

"I am a death eater. I joined because I thought that I could help the side of the light by spying. Dumbledore told me to talk to Snape and when I talked to Snape he told me to find you. I don't know why Snape recommended you, but I know it must be for a good reason."

"I know why Snape you tell you to talk to me," Harry said thinking out loud.

"I can understand if you don't want to help me because I am a death eater," Draco said looking at his hands.

"I will help you Draco, but I will require you to do one thing for me. That is not matter what I have you do; I would like you to keep going even though it may seem pointless at some points."

"I can do that."

"Then lets get started," Harry said asking the room to change into a training room where he would be able to teach Draco how to defend himself like a muggle.

They started out with some simple stretches to get their bodies loosened up. Then Harry started to show Draco how to punch and kick and set Draco on a light punching bag to increase his power and strength, while Harry went off into a corner to fight his dummies that he charmed to attack him with all of the knowledge that he knew.

After a good twenty minutes of both Harry and Draco doing different drills Harry called a halt to what they were doing and let Draco recover from what he was doing.

"Draco, I know that you are new to this type of movement and I am going to be going easy on you for the first week and then we are going to be practicing for several hours each day."

Gasping for breath Draco tried to ask a question.

"But won't," a sharp intake of a breath, "we be out after curfew?"

"Yes, but before we are I will cover the basic of invisibility charms so that we won't get caught."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow. What time are we going to meet?"

"I'll send you a note," Harry said while leaving the room.

Draco went back to his dorm and changed into clean clothes and sat down on his bed so that he could look at the journal that the Dark Lord had given him.

Opening the small black book to the first page he saw his name there in gold ink. Taking a quill and a bottle of ink Draco began to write, "My name is Draco Malfoy."

The words that Draco wrote sank into the page disappearing, but not before a response was written back.

"Hello Draco. This is lord Voldemort. I do hope that everything is alright."

"Everything is fine here and I was wondering what you would like me to do here at Hogwarts."

"I would like you to try and recruit other young purebloods to our side. Also try and tell me what the old fool is up to."

"I will be happy to do that my lord."

"Also, there will be an attack to the school with in a week. I would like you not to be involved because you would get into too much trouble with Dumbledore for bring out on the field on my side."

"Is there anything I can do to assist you?"

"Try and find a weak spot in the wards, but if you can't it is okay, because I have to teach you the ways of my followers, personally."

"I will assist you as much as I can my lord."

"Good. For now just relax. Talk to you soon my young servant," the dark lord wrote and then was gone.

Draco shut the book and placed several locking spells around it and placed the book in his trunk.

What should he do? Draco felt the need to warn someone about the upcoming attack, but who?

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