When Draco woke up he saw Harry chained up to the wall beside him. That was when he realized that he too was chained up to the wall as well.

"Draco?"

"Harry, where are we?"

"I was hoping you could tell me."

Draco gave Harry a worried look. This didn't make the Griffindor feel any better.

Just then the door of the dungeon opened and in walked Lucius.

"Well, spying on the Order are we?"

"Father-"

"Don't you call me father. I have no son."

Draco glared at Lucius.

Lucius walked up to Harry slowly, "Well, well, here we are again. Alive and well are we?"

Harry gave Lucius the hardest glare of his life.

Lucius laughed as his sorry attempt to fight back and took hold of Harry's chin in his hand. "Well, there's no way you can escape now. Although I still don't understand how you escaped the first time. How did you do it Potter? How did you manage to escape the most unforgivable curse of all time?"

Harry didn't answer him but continued to glare.

"ANSWER ME!" Bellowed Lucius as he slapped Harry hard across his face with his other hand with so much force causing Harry's head to slip out of Lucius's grip and threw his gaze in the other direction.

Draco was gritting his teeth, if he gritted anymore, he would no longer have any teeth left.

Lucius felt the anger in his ex-son and turned his head and looked over at Draco and smiled.

"You don't like that do you Draco?" Lucius stuck out his tongue and licked Harry across the cheek and was satisfied with Draco's reaction or utter most horror and hatred.

Lucius smirked at Draco, "Well, I see there's more to the two of you than just friends now isn't there?"

Lucius reached inside Harry's shirt and yanked out the necklace he wore.

"Ah, so he is the special one you decided to give it to." Said Lucius letting go of the pendant as if it were the dirtiest thing he had ever seen. "I must say Draco, I am rather ashamed of you. So disappointed, I expected better of you."

"You expected me to follow your path and grovel at some delusional man's feet!" Spat Draco and Harry knew Draco should have shut his mouth when he had the chance.

Lucius walked over to Draco, took out a knife and started at Draco's face. Slowly cutting lines on Draco's face as Draco screamed in pain.

Lucius stepped back and smirked at the bloody mess he had created. He moved right up to Draco's ear, "Don't ever speak of the Dark Lord that way again."

With that Lucius turned with his robes twirling in the wind behind him and left the room.

Harry looked over at Draco but Draco refused to turn to look over at his love. Afraid of what Harry would say when he saw what had become of Draco's face.

"Draco, please, look at me."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I have cuts all over my face. That's why."

"Draco, just look at me, please."

Draco slowly turned his face over to look at his lover.

Harry smiled at Draco, "Your still as beautiful as when I walked into the Great Hall and fell in love with you."

Draco didn't say anything.

Harry continued to smile, "Draco, remember the times when we used to argue about everything? When we used to fight?"

Draco painfully raised an eyebrow as much as his strength would let him before he gave up at the attempt.

"There had always been such strong emotion between the two of us. I just want you to know that no matter what happens, you will always live forever in my heart. Draco, your love lets me soar, your love gives me life, and your love lets me fly. Being with you gives me freedom. I would never give that up for the world."

Draco looked into the eyes of his love. "I'm glad I got to look in your eyes one last time. It would be so sad if I never even got that."

"I Love You Draco, more than anything in the world. I love you more than life itself and no matter what happens, I'm glad I'm going through it with you by my side."

"I'll never leave you alone Harry, I Love You so much."

The door to the dungeon opened again and this time entered a furious Voldemort with Lucius at his trail.

"Well, Lucius informs me of some disgusting THING you both have between the two of you." Said Voldemort glancing between the two lovers who ignored their presence and continued to look into each other's eyes.

"Ugh, this is beyond disgusting, I will kill you myself boy! But, this will be a fair fight, unlike last time, I have had time to think, that stupid red head made me so angry last time, not this time, this time we will fight fair Potter and you will die in the end and I can say that I have finally finished off what I began so many years ago."

With one hand motion the chains around Harry's arms were gone and his arms fell to the side. Harry broke the gaze with Draco to looked at Voldemort with the saddest eyes he ever had yet he kept the smile on his face.

"What are you smiling about stupid boy?"

"How beautiful Draco is."

"Ugh, we will fight Potter. And you will not live to continue your ugly affair with this boy." Said Voldemort who then motioned Lucius to stand by Draco. Voldemort wanted to fight fair but he was not stupid.

Harry didn't move. Instead he leaned against the wall waiting for the final blow.

"You will fight me boy!" Said Voldemort in a harsher tone.

"Why?"

"Because you will fight me and you will die and in the end you will know that you died yourself because of your incompetence."

"Then just hex me now."

"What? You think your too good for me now? You think I'm not good enough to be your opponent?"

Harry said nothing.

"Take out your wand boy."

Harry made no movement.

"TAKE OUT YOUR WAND!"

Harry again made no attempt to do anything. He was going to die and it was going to be okay.

"Fine, Lucius!"

Harry looked over and Lucius had taken out a burning torch. And placed it near Draco. Draco's eyes widened in fear. Draco always was afraid of fire, he told Harry that when they were just staying up late to talk one night.

Harry quickly reached into his pocket and took out his wand.

Voldemort smiled and Lucius retreated with the fire in his hand.

"That's better."

Harry glared at Voldemort, angry that the evil man had forced him into this. Had forced Harry to sink to his own low level.

Harry gripped his wand, that was when he realized which wand he was holding. It was the new one, oh no, was the only thing running through his mind. He wasn't familiar with this wand. He trusted this wand but you never go into a battle with a wand you didn't not fully trust with your entire soul.

Voldemort seemed to sense the distress in the Griffindor's eyes, "Not your normal wand is it boy?"

Harry continued to glare at Voldemort and was ready for the first blow Voldemort shot at Harry.

"Crucio!" Yelled Voldemort as Harry yelled, "Imperio!" and the spells countered one another and vaporized between them.

Voldemort smiled, "You ARE competition."

Harry didn't care if he died, he knew in the end, whether he defeated Voldemort or not that both himself and Draco would die, he just wanted to try and rid the world of Voldemort so perhaps it would be a safer place for witches and wizard's everywhere.