Author's comments: Hey everyone. Sorry for the wait again. I know ya'll don't like the chapter length and I sorry for that but I'm a really slow typer so the chapters become short because I get bored. I tried to make this chapter as long as I could. Now, as for the word scramble I made for ya'll answering the question as to weather or not Harry and Draco get together, the first person to figure it out will receive the next chapter before everyone else. Here's a hint, one of the words is 'they'. I hoped this helped. Just leave me your email and I'll send it to you as soon as it's typed up. Now, OWTS.

Chapter 4: You Truly Are An Idiot, Draco Malfoy

To say that Draco Malfoy was scared was an understatement. He was downright petrified and wanting his mommy. He had only seen Severus this angry once, the one who that anger was directed at was yet to be found. Draco feared he would end up like that guy. He broke out of his reverie when Severus started to speak.

"Explain yourself Draco, and do so thoroughly if you wish to leave this office in the same physical and mental state in which you came."

" Um… well… you see…he- Oh damn Sev, what do you want me to say? I was nervous and then comes along Neville. One thing led to another and- Oh hell Sev, I'm sorry! Please, please help me with this. When the others tell Harry-"

" Draco, how do you think Hermione found you?" With an exhausted sigh he continued, "What I don't understand is, why? You knew you were getting married today. I thought you wanted to marry Harry." Severus began pacing back and forward in front of Draco, trying to figure out as to why his godson was such an idiot.

" I do!"

" Then why did you have to fuck every thing up?!"

" Severus, I'm sorry, I really am. How can I make it up to him? He probably hates me! Help me Sev, please." By this time the tears that had been welling up at the knowledge that it was Harry who had caught him, threatened to fall. He was such an idiot.

"I'll try Draco, but you have to realize the seriousness of this situation. When Harry came into the Great Hall he cancelled the wedding, permanently. He sounded dead. He left. If you truly want him back you're going to have to work for it."

"I'll do anything."

"Jump when he say jump?"

"He wouldn't have to ask me twice!"

"Leap to your certain death?"

"If that's what he wants."

"Let him go?"

"Never. I'd die before I just give up."

"Fie then, Draco. I'll help you, but if you screw this up you won't be leaping to your death, you'll be flying towards it, courtesy of me. Is that understood?"

"Crystal clear."

"Good."

Draco stood up, ready to begin mending his relationship, or lack thereof, with Harry. He was ready to go to the Gryffindor common room, assuming that's where Harry was.

"Well Severus, are you coming?"

"To where exactly, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Up to the Gryffindor tower to talk to Harry of course."

"You idiot boy! What part of 'you're going to have to work for it', didn't you understand? Did you really think it would be that easy? When Harry left he didn't just leave the Great Hall, he left the castle entirely. You're going to have to look for him, and that is something I won't help you with. It's something you have to do on your own."

"You mean you don't know where he is?"

"No, Draco."

Draco slunk back down into his chair, tears finally falling with the realization of what he had done and what his actions had caused. Oh Harry, what have I done to you love? I don't deserve you after what I did. I swear I'll make it up to you, somehow. Draco wept, he truly was an idiot.