A/N: I love that fiction. It's not the usual type but enjoy! : )

Rate: PG or mild language.

Setting: Draco Malfoy's sixth year at Hogwarts. Voldemort's growing stronger and trickier. So is Draco.

Chapter 1

No way

Sighed heavily. "Only half an inch to go."

"Crazy git."

"You could've written a 'contents' below the title. That would've cost two parchments at least."

"And you prefer to be wise and all now that I've finished 3/4 of the damn work?"

Shrugged. "Whatever."

Silence. Pens scratching parchments.

"Say... what do you do after school?"

"I let you copy my homework."

"No! Not that. Just... what will you do after finishing Hogwarts?"

"Where did you come up with it?"

"Just wondering, because I won't definitely be a fortune-teller."

"Donno. Father decides all."

Silence.

"You're not joining? I mean joining?"

"Why?"

Shrugged. "Well, you're far more ambitious than we lot. You know, you might just end up becoming His greatest threat."

"No His greatest threat is Potty Boy."

"No it's you."

"Who told you that?"

"I can think."

"Finally!"

Silence.

"You'd be in trouble for thinking up that idea all by yourself."

"I know."

"I mean, you'd be in trouble."

Shrugged. "If anyone's gonna die, it's you."

"Thank you for telling me this."

Sighing heavily. "Malfoy you're impossible!"

"What have I done this time? Don't be a chick."

"I'm not! Furthermore, why don't you have to, to start with, choose that topic and write that fast? You're a Mudblood if you don't drop your blasted quill for a while! Second, why do you have to be special and everything and refuse to obey the Dark Lord?! You'd put your family in trouble, not to mention making all of our lives HELL and DON'T you tell me Malfoys don't care! Third, dono't you laugh at me like this! I'm telling the truth!"

At this, a blond fall off the arm chair, laughing hysterically.

"Blaise, Blaise, Blaise......"

"It's not funny Malfoy!"

The laughing stopped suddenly. "What's the matter with you? What's wrong with me sneering at Him?"

Silence.

"What's wrong?"

"You never notice."

"I do. That's why I'm asking."

Sighing heavily.

"You blasted asking?! NOW?! Right. Very well. I tell you now that you'll meet Him in person very soon and you'll be in trouble."

"Is there any time I'm living without trouble?"

"Malfoy you don't see..."

"I see alright?"

"See what?"

"You've joined."

Silence.

"I can't stand with you Malfoy I still care about my parents."

"Blaise..."

"I'll never be a Malfoy."

Silence.

"Blaise, I'm not asking you to be a Malfoy. I'm just asking you to see. There's nothing. Nothing at all. In Him now. Haven't you seen enough ..."

"Yes I do Malfoy. And it's a dangerous game you're playing."

"One last chance Blaise."

Long silence.

"Hey! Drakie! Blaise! Why are you two sitting there like rocks?" A sharp voice asked cheerfully.

Silence.

The sharp-voiced fell silent as well and walked out of the Slytherin Common Room quietly.

"Blaise." The blond asked quietly. "One word only."

"No." The other boy stood up and walked into the dormitory.

Just outside the Common Room door, a blond girl with a high-pitched voice covered her mouth with a trembling hand.

A/N: Well, How do you like it? Please R&R! I'd like to hear your opinions on this, thanx!