A/N Ok, I've wanted to do this chapter since I decided to keep doing this story, so I hope you all like it.  It starts out in Draco's POV, then goes to Snape's (I'll indicate the switch), then 3rd person (sorry).  The song is "Quasimodo" by Lifehouse.  Draco sneaks out to do some flying and clear his mind.  Snape comes by, there's interaction, etc... As always, thank you to all who reviewed and here are the replies and then the story...

Mic: Thank you, I'm very happy that you like it.  As for what happens from here on, I barely know myself at this point, but I hope you enjoy it :)

Ms. Padfoot: Oh, he will be broken, don't you worry, lol.  I love sweet Snape and believe it's in there..somewhere..deep..deep down lol.  As for the "Musketeers", they do seem to have the all for one and all for one quality, don't they?  Both Draco and Hermione will fight it, for many reasons, so it'll be a while until they have a "relationship".  I agree that way works best.  Thank you, I'm feeling much better, stupid sickness.  I hope I get this one out fast because I'm just as anxious to see what's going to happen :)

Darcel: Yes, poor Draco, just can't catch a break.  Now he has his own mind to contend with in addition to his father.  I'm not sure exactly how long it'll be until a civil convo, but I'm glad you agree now would be too soon, I like to be on the same page as my reviewers :)

Angelika: I'm happy everyone seems to be good with the D/Hr thing, seeing as I adore the couple and love adding that element to his story.  Draco does have many trust issues, stupid Lucius, and Hermione will have her own doubts to deal with as well.  There'll be Snape and Draco interaction in this chapter, another one of my favorite things.  I agree with your idea of their relationship, everyone else sees Draco as the spoiled rich boy, but Snape knows how Lucius acts.  LoL, the bitterness, sarcasm and evilness will be in full abundance with these two, they're some of their best characteristics :)  Thank you, I can't wait to do Lucius and Narcissa's chapters.  Lucius' might be next, I haven't decided.  And my take on why Narcissa would marry someone so cruel will be explained.  I think this chapter will go fairly quickly, so it shouldn't be too long before I update :)

Cinnamon: LoL, slapping her would certainly have been amusing, but Draco has all those "control" issues, hehe.  She was kind of witchy, wasn't she?  Ah, what years of hostility will do :)  Thank you! I'm very happy you liked it, I'm amazed, actually, that I've gotten such good feedback.  You all are too kind (yes you are, agree with the author :) )...Yes, Hermione is interesting, her natural inclination to help people will war with her dislike (hate? lol) of Draco for a while.  I hope on getting at least part of a chapter on everyone's POV, so Hermione's will he in there eventually and we'll see just what she's thinking :)  Hope this chapter lives up to expectations :)

~*You can be right
And I'll be real*~

"Lumos!"

There, much better, now just to get my broom... the FireboltX (a/n no clue what a new broom should be called, so just go with it).  Father said I would need every advantage possible to beat Gryffindor.  His words run through my head, "Mustn't disgrace our name, or the house of Slytherin, again Draco".  I don't remember if that was before or after he hit me... the details blur after a while. 

~*Oh, and it still won't be a pain
That you will have to feel*~

None of that matters, though, as soon as I get out of these wretched stonewalls, I will be free.  Flying at night is the best sensation in the world.  Of course, during the school year, it involves sneaking out after curfew, but that's a minor detail.

"Ohh, aren't you the rebel?"

Go to hell, you're not ruining tonight for me, you idiotic, annoying nothing!

"Haha.  You just called yourself an "idiotic, annoying nothing"".

~*Cause I don't need your approval
To find my worth*~

I massage my temples, must ignore the moron in my mind. 

~*I'm trapped inside of my own mind*~

My concentration has to be focused on slipping out without getting caught by Filch and his demonic cat.  I've done it before, but with my recent luck I'll walk right into a late night teachers' meeting.  Or Lupin, who's back teaching DADA, in full werewolf from considering it's a full moon.  Yes, I know they keep him somewhere safe and I hear Snape makes him some sort of potion that makes him 'harmless', but you never know.

~*Afraid to open my eyes cause of what I'd find and I
Don't wanna live like this anymore*~

I creep through the corridors, Potter's cape would really come in handy now.  Damn, I hear footsteps, have to hide, but where?  A dark corner looks like my best bet, please just let it be another student walking around, even Potter.  Hmm, these dark robes are quite useful when you want to conceal yourself in the shadows.  Alright, here they come, it's... Professor Snape.  I wonder what he's doing.  As I get a closer look, maybe I don't want to know, he looks awfully angry about something.  Yet another reason to hope he doesn't look my way, Slytherin or no, you just don't mess with him when he's mad.

"Hey, Snapey, over here!"

Oh please, you do know you're in my head, right?

"It was worth a shot".

Thank god, he's moving on.  The footsteps are fading...fading more.. gone.  Time to start moving again....Finally, I make it to the Quidditch pitch. 

~*There goes my pain
There goes my chains
Did you see them falling*~

Night air has amazing healing powers, for me at least.  At the manor after a particularly 'rough' night, and assuming I can move, I head outside. Even if I don't fly, it's nice to feel free. 

~*Because this feeling
There has no meaning*~

Most of the time, I don't bring any light because the darkness is part of the cure.  I can't see anything, nothing can see me.  I'm not the son of the feared Lucius Malfoy, heir to the Malfoy name and all it entails, I'm not just another one of Voldemort's slaves.  Nor am I the arrogant Slytherin that every shies away from, hated by all, feared by most.  It's the only place where there are no expectations.

"Aw, getting sappy, are we?"

Screw you.  I kick off and, suddenly, not even the enemy in my head can get to me. 

~*There goes the world
Off of my shoulders*~

The cold air whips my hair around, tearing it from its rigidity.  I hate keeping it back like that, but Malfoys must have a certain appearance.  It's either slick it back or let it go long like Father's, and there's no way in hell I'm going to look anymore like him than I already do. 

I spin, loop, just generally go crazy in the air.  It's so easy to become uninhibited when you feel weightless, when you're soaring through an unlimited expanse of air.  The full moon gives some light, but it's cloudy tonight... even better.

~*There goes the world
Off of my back
There it goes*~

Father would be horrified, I think with a smirk, his only son acting so undignified. 

~*Does it scare you that I can
Be something different than you*~

He never sees me when I do this at the manor.  I'm sure there've been times he's heard me leave, or noticed I'm gone, but he never checks.  As long as I'm not out there dishonoring him, he really couldn't care less where I am. 

~*Would it make you feel
More comfortable if I wasn't*~

Damn him...I do a exceptionally dangerous stunt, almost daring myself to die, just to see his reaction.  I can see it now... Dumbledore tells him.  Lucius puts on a perfectly practiced look of grief while one track thoughts run through his head: "Damn the boy, he did this just to mess things up.  Could never do one thing right, what will I tell my Lord?  Being childless would've been better than him" and the like. 

~*Well you can't control me
And you can't take away from me who I am*~

It would serve him right if I did die, Voldemort would probably take it out on him.  Torture, Merlin knows the bastard deserves it, maybe even killing him in the end.  The idea continues to form in my mind. 

~*There goes my pain
There goes my chains
Did you see them falling*~

Would it really matter if I crashed?  Never woke up? 

~*Because this feeling
There has no meaning
There goes the world
Off of my shoulders*~

Mother would be upset, but probably a bit thankful that her asshole of a husband couldn't get to me anymore.  One thing though, if I left, Lucius' anger would all be on her.  Ah, but not if Voldemort kills him, which will more than likely happen.  Is there anyone else who would mind?  I search and search but fail to come up with names. 

~*There goes the world
Off of my back*~

Dumbledore would care simply because I was a person who died, not to mention a student of his, but it's not like I'm his Golden Boy, Potter.  Professor Snape.  His name pops up... maybe?  No, if he did it would merely be because I was in Slytherin and he's the Head of House.  Pansy would cry her beady little eyes out because, without me, she'd have to find another way into the royalty of the dark side.  Anyone else?

~*You can't change me
You can't break me*~

"You really are utterly worthless, Draco", I speak aloud to myself as I glide along.  I'm not sure if there's anyone, with the exception of Lucius and Voldemort, with such a short list as mine of people who give a damn about them.  Even Filch has Mrs. Norris, who adores him beyond belief.  One person (or animal) like that is worth all of Voldemort's followers.

"Here comes the sentimental foolishness again.  Really, boy, get a hold of yourself".

I ignore that comment.  This moment is too important to let the voice intrude.  I feel a whole new kind of liberation... I could end it. 

~*There goes the world
Off of my shoulders*~

It would screw over Lucius, be a slap in the face to Voldemort, and drive Pansy crazy...and I would get free of these chains.  It has no bad aspects, the perfect plan.

Now, how to achieve it?  I would really like to get it over with, I'm eager to finally escape.  I suppose a dive from way up would be a good choice.  Even if I don't die right away, it'll be a long time until anyone finds me and I could bleed to death in the meantime.  Yes, the dive will work quite well...

~*There goes the world
Off of my back*~

~~~Snape's POV (starts when he's walking in the corridor)~~~ 

~*Have you ever felt
Like your only comfort was your cage*~

I'm much too restless tonight.  I should be getting some sleep, I have that insufferable Longbottom's class first thing tomorrow.  My face twists into a snarl as I recall the disaster that was the last one.  The nerve of that girl!  Talking to me like that, typical Griffindor, thinking they can get away with anything.  She has no right to tell me how to treat my students, how dare she judge me!

"You judge them all the time", a voice somewhere in my head says softly.

~*You're not alone
I've felt the same as you*~

Without thinking about the fact that I am answering myself, I whisper aloud, "It's different with them, they're spoiled little brats.  I know their kind exactly.  They, however, haven't lived my life".

"And I suppose you've lived theirs?"

This time, I realize it is my own mind, and keep my response in my head, "I don't need to, everything is obvious by their conduct".

"Severus, if you yourself can't let go, how will you help someone else do it?" it asks gently, in a voice oddly like Albus'.

~*Have you ever felt like your secrets give you away*~

What the hell?  Am I going crazy?  Who exactly do I have to help?  I keep trying, but that voice doesn't come back.  Magnificent, Sev, you're talking to yourself.  You need sleep.  Go To Bed.  It's no use, I've never been good at taking orders from anyone, including myself it seems.  I can't pinpoint it, but something pushes me on this walk.

~*You're not alone
I've been there too*~

I quicken my pace down the corridor.  Something flashes at the corner of my eye in a corner but I disregard it.  Usually, I would go right up, hoping it's a student, deducting points relaxes me.  But, for some reason, I cannot stop.  I shake my head.  First, I talk to myself, now I don't even have control over my own limbs.

~*Cause everyone is looking
Everyone is laughing*~

I've been walking for a bit now, no closer to finding anything than before.  I start for outside, cool night air always helps.  Breathing in deeply, I slow down and bask in the night.  Thank Merlin for night.  Without it, what would I do?  Where else can a ruined man escape to?  And I am ruined. 

~*But I think everyone feels the same
Everybody wants to feel okay*~

Albus tries to deny it, but the mark on my arm cannot be argued with.  Every time it burns, I go, I go and try to repair the damages I've caused.  He's trying to make me stop, says it's getting too dangerous, says I've done enough.  It'll never be enough.  No matter how many lives I save, they will not erase the ones I took.  Nothing will....

~*Everybody wants to
Everybody wants to feel*~

Another flash to my side, this time I look closer. 

"Lumos".

Someone is flying around the Quidditch pitch with no light at all.  Don't they know how dangerous that is?  Probably some stupid Griffindor, proving their disgusting prideful bravery.  Maybe it's Potter.  I smirk, catching that boy at something like this is just what I need to pick up my night.

~*There goes my pain
There goes my chains
Did you see them falling*~

I get closer and it's.... Draco?  I watch for a few moments as he does outrageous things on his broom.  He has seemed odd lately, ever since he came back from Holiday.  No, before that, actually.  Can't really blame him, knowing Lucius as I do, but there's something else.  The boy seems to be starting to crumble.  I've never been sure why I took an interest in Draco.  Mostly, I think it's because of how close his father and I were before Lucius became...different.  Maybe because I know the hell that must be his home.  It's really very weird, he stirs fatherly feelings I didn't even know I possessed. 

~*Because this feeling
There has no meaning*~

I want so much to stop him from becoming a deatheater, to not lose another to Voldemort.  I know of the Dark Lord's decision, of course, which is why the situation is even more urgent.  It seems almost impossible to fix, Draco appears to revel the dark side as much as his father.  Still, there's something in his eyes, even more so lately, a kind of fear.  Maybe there's hope?

~*There goes the world
Off of my shoulders*~

I glance at him again and my hands ball into fists.  While my thoughts were running around, he must have flown very high up and he is now barreling towards the earth at an alarming rate.  Calm down, Sev, he's just trying out the Wronski Feint, he wants to beat Potter.  I brighten my light and that idea flies out because of the look on his face.  There's determination, but also, a sort of deadened air... he's not going to pull up.  Dammit.  Without pausing, I put my wand to my throat and say "Sonorus", then bellow, "DRACO MALFOY, PULL UP!"

~*There goes the world
Off of my back*~

~~~~Now there is going to be 3rd person narration, sorry for all the switching :) ~~~~~~~

Draco looked up, the roar ripping him from his concentration.  The shock in seeing Snape there, looking extremely irritated, caused him to pull up and miss the earth by very little, dangerously little.  After shakily getting to his feet, he watched in growing anxiety as the Potion's master neared him.

"What in the hell were you doing?!!?" Severus hollered, forgetting he still had the spell on his voice.

Draco took a step back, as much from the look on his professor's face as the volume of the yell.  Severus frowned, took the spell off and repeated, in a much lower tone, "What in the hell were you doing?"

~*Cause I don't want it*~

The teenager shifted a little, Snape's voice was worryingly soft and he almost wished the man was screaming again, "Just a little late night flying practice, sir."

"Don't lie to me!" the tone upped a little.

~*I don't want it*~

Draco was surprised, what exactly had his teacher seen?  He asked quietly, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, you flew Merlin knows how high and then proceeded to race back down and", he resumed the dangerous quiet voice, "And you weren't going to pull up."

"O-Of course I was", did he just stutter?  Malfoys didn't stutter.

"I told you not to lie to me, Draco", Severus made his voice more gentle, "What were you doing?"

He was quite for a long time, before snapping and glaring at his professor with his flashing ice blue eyes, "No, I wasn't going to pull up, I was going to keep flying and smash to pieces on the grass.  Is that what you want to hear?", Severus started to speak but Draco continued, "You should've let me, why didn't you?  Damn you!  Everything was going to be perfect and you ruined it!  You ruined it all!"  He started to shake.

~*You can't change me*~

Severus took the boy's shoulders and gently made him sit down on the ground and then sat himself beside him, "Why should I have let you?"

"It's not like anyone would've minded", he spat bitterly, still shaking, "Father would've objected to the bad publicity, of course, but he'd be glad to get rid of me.  Not like there're any friends to miss me, Crabbe and Goyle will just find someone else to cling to.  I'm sure the Gryffindor house would throw a damn party."

~*You can't break me*~

Severus was at a loss for words, and that didn't happen often.  He'd had no idea the boy's anger was so deep.  "Damn Lucius, what've you done?" he asked in his mind.  He would deal with the wizard later, he needed a way to get through to Draco now.  Pitying him would do no good, he'd retreat in the face of sympathy or compassion, so Severus decided to rely on what he did best: sarcasm and anger.  "Really, Mr. Malfoy, I never would've expected you to be shockingly stupid", Draco glanced up in surprise, "You're not acting very Slytherin.  Ending it on this pitch would have been shamefully cowardly.  Besides, how do you know who cares for you?  It's not safe to make assumptions, I would've expected 

you to think it out better.  Not to mention, you snuck out and were flying around in the dark.  Showing some foolish Gryffindor bravery there, I'm afraid.  Next thing, you'll be best friends with Potter.  You could've died.  Yes", he said in response to the look on Draco's face, "I know that's what you were aiming for, and that makes it worse.  This is simply unacceptable.  50 points from Slytherin and a week of detention with me.  Now, come along, it's time you got back to your dormitory."  Severus stood up and began walking.

~*There goes the world
Off of my shoulders*~

Draco stared at him in disbelief before jumping up and following. 

~*There goes the world
Off of my back*~

He wanted to object to the points and detention, but one thing kept running through his mind: "Father never cared if I flew in the dark."

~*There it goes*~

A/N Hehe, Snape has a little voice too! Although, it's a bit different than Draco's.  Yeah, yeah, major mushiness in there, I know.  I swear, I couldn't help it, my fingers took over.  Maybe I shouldn't write while still under the influence of Tylenol and such?  Oh well, I'm 99.9% sure the next chapter will be Lucius' thoughts, so we need as much sappiness possible before confronting that :)  Hope you all didn't mind my foray into the land of sappiness too much :)  Please review  :)