1A/N I'm baaack. You guys... hmmm. Anyways- I do hope you guys like this story, but you wouldn't read it if you didn't right? I may start updating more stories during this one, it helps cuz I got all these ideas at once. Whatever, on with the story I suppose.

Disclaimer: You guys know this bit! Who owns all of this fun info? J.K. Rowling! Alright we got that squared away, lets get going!

Draco opened his eyes and the first thing he saw were two big brown orbs hovering in front of him. At first he didn't react, smiling up at them in a sleepy sort of way. Then he blinked and jumped back screaming, "Bloody hell! Keep away!"

Hermione, the owner of the orbs, which had actually been her eyes frowned and said, "A little jumpy, aren't we Draco?"

"Y-you don't sneak up on a person like that. It's not fair, I could have died 'Mione.!"

"You'll live." she answered shortly with a small smile.

Draco looked around, shock suddenly gripping his heart. "How long was I asleep? What time is it? Is everyone ok?"

"Draco calm down! You nodded off just before your watch was up. Thankfully Chris was still up and he decided to take your place rather than wake you..." She replied motioning to the silent figure sitting not too far away, staring blankly into the distance. "He hasn't slept at all. Maybe you should try to help him, I'm really concerned."

Draco gave her a look. "You know I've never been the kind of person to have heart to hearts!"

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "So I won't be able to talk to you when I need someone, is that it?"

"You're a different case entirely."

"Then do it for me Draco. Please, he's my friend and you do owe him for taking over for you last night." She pleaded.

"That shouldn't have happened! I was careless last night and I fell asleep! I'm a failure as far as protection goes." He said, fuming.

Her face set firmly. "Then go talk to Chris and all will be forgiven. I want to know what's wrong and we'll need him for the fight ahead."

"Fine, off to a lost cause walks Draco Malfoy, psychiatrist extra ordinaire!" He yelled stomping off toward Chris. "I hope you're happy Hermione, I'm only doing this for you."

"Thank you!"

"Yeah, whatever." He called back. Then he sighed, jamming his hands into the pockets of his jeans. As he drew closer, Chris did nothing, not even look up from where he was staring. Draco had to say something in order for him to turn his head. "Hey, are you alright?"

Chris turned his eyes unto Draco. He really did look horrible. His eyes held none of the warmth or laughter they used to. They were slightly red and he had dark circles underneath. His face was pale and set, never seeming to so much as twitch. It was as if he wore a mask rather than his real face. It made Draco shiver. The once messy but beautiful black hair hung limp and heavily on his shoulders, as if in defeat. "I'll be fine."

"If there's something wrong, you can talk about it you know. Don't leave us in the dark. Hermione's really concerned. She says you haven't slept a wink." Draco said casually.

Chris nodded in agreement. He looked up with sparkling eyes. "I just, couldn't help her. She was right there one moment, then gone the next. I felt that it was my job to look after and I failed."

Draco nodded remembering how furious with himself he was for drifting off and leaving Hermione unprotected. If she was stolen, he didn't know what he would have done. "I wish I could say I know how you feel."

"Well you can't!" Chris said, suddenly furious. "You don't know what it's like to lose someone you love! You don't know how hard it is to see another guy protect the women he loves and know that you failed to do that exact same thing. You don't know what it's like wondering if she's still alive."

"No I don't." Draco admitted. Chris wasn't finished however.

"Hermione's right there Draco! You can see she's ok and that she's alive. She may be upset but she's not dead or missing! I don't know what's happening to Alex and I don't know if I ever will! You don't get it!" Chris yelled turning red. Billy and Rosie were now awake.

Draco paused for a moment to see if Chris would continue. When he didn't he decided it was safe to ask, "Feel better now?"

"A little." Chris said, gasping slightly and nodding. "I'm sorry..."

"Don't be. Just let it all out if it helps you a little. It's not your fault. None of saw Alex in trouble. None of us could help her."

"Yeah but I'm different because..."

"Because you love her?" Draco offered.

Chris blinked at him. "How did you know that?"

"It was in there amongst your shouting. It's true though right?"

"Um... yeah, guess so."

"You guess so? It's yes or no."

"Yes, ok?"

"Alright then, lets go save her." Draco said offering him his hand as he stood. Chris accepted it and the group began to assemble to get moving again.

Alex lay curled up against the wall long after that man- Zambini- left. Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes ut she refused to wipe them away. 'Let them think I'm asleep.' She thought. Blaise had hurt her in several ways, but he had not raped her thank god. He had beaten her to a pulp, threaten to kill her friends, and called her many things she would never repeat. She was afraid he would take her life but thankfully, he left after her cell mate, the missing Neville Longbottom, was thrown back in.

A hand rested on her shoulder in the darkness. Neville had been by her side all night. He was trying to help her, but after meeting that Zambini man, she had no desire to speak to anyone or begin to trust yet. She tucked her knees under her chin and just rested there, praying for sleep. She began to sing her a song by Breaking Benjamin. It helped. She sang song after song, all by BB. First she sang Sooner or Later, then it was Breakdown, Rain, So Cold, Follow, Forget it... all her favorites.

Neville joined in on the chorus, which he learned by listening to her the first time. They were just going through the chorus of Break my Fall, when the door opened.

"I am losing you again, let me out let me in, cause you're not alone here not at all, let me belong here, break my fall."

"You, stop that singing!" came the familiar voice of Blaise Zambini. He walked over and grabbed Alex by the arm. "Come along precious. You're coming with me."

"N-no." Alex whispered pulling at her arm trying to free it from his grasp. She cursed herself for not being able to keep fear from her voice. This only made Blaise laugh.

"Don't be so scared of me sweet heart, I won't hurt you... yet. Now come on!" He pulled her up forcefully, nearly ripping her arm from it's socket. She whimpered in pain as Neville got to his feet facing Blaise.

"Leave her alone, haven't you done enough?"

"You know, you've gotten real cheeky lately Longbottom, I think I'll be speaking to the boss about you." Blaise made it sound real threatening. He laughed as Neville's face turned white. Then without another word he dragged Alex out of the room.

"Don't worry Neville, I won't let them touch you! I- I'll come back!" Alex yelled desperately.

"No you won't." Blaise whispered. Then he yelled, "Don't count on it Longbottom!"

"Where are we going? W- where are you taking me?" She cried out pulling on his arm again.

"Hey! Relax will you?" He said throwing her into a room and shutting the door behind them. She took a look around and suddenly realized they were in his personal chambers.

She jumped to her feet and made a run for the door but he caught her around the waist. "No! Let mje go! Let me out, help! Noooo!"

"Stupefy!"

Alex lay still once again. She was limp in his arms, unable to speak, unable to move. Blaise, gasping slightly, offered, "Now, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. The easy way, you can do as I say as my personal slave and I won't hurt you. The hard way, you can do what I say as my slave by force and that will be very painful. What shall it be?"

He freed her limbs from the curse and she stood blinking at him. Then quietly she said, "What is your first order sir?"

"Good girl." Blaise said with that evil smile again. He kissed her roughly as if to cause more pain than anything, then threw her from him ordering, "Sing for me!"

So she sang through her very obvious tears, a sight that made him laugh. She cried harder as her eyes wandered to the small window. 'Guys, where are you?' She thought.