A/N Hey I'm going to start posting on The HP Boards so everyone can read this too. I'll keep posting here in case someone wants to read it without bumps or anything. So they can just read the story. This story is really long. I have almost 100 pages on my microsoft docoument! Wow. I didn't know I could write so much!

"Hermione!" Draco announced.

"Draco…Harry," Hermione addressed. She walked delicately into the room touching nothing. Her hands were clamped together.

"Something wrong?" Harry asked using a taut voice with her. He hadn't forgiven her.

"Look," She started as she walked to the middle of the room which just so happened to be in between the two boys, "I don't like this as much as you Harry," She looked at him with hurt.

She really does love him. I was foolish to believe that she would love me. Draco thought to himself. I don't even like her. Why should it bother me if she loves Harry or not? Hermione walked behind Harry. He was looking out the window with his back turned to her. She reached out to touch his shoulder.

"What do you want, Granger?" Harry snapped. Hermione snapped her arm back to her body. She saw a reflection of Draco Malfoy in one of his tempers. That was most certainly not the Harry she knew.

"Potter…" Draco stood up. He knew his fury when it got to this point. He was jealous!

"What do you want?!" Harry snapped at him. Harry was ready to kill. You could kill him you know. It'd deal with all your problems. The evil sneaky conniving voice that Draco knew so well and Harry was getting acquainted with quiet quickly, spoke to Harry.

NO! I must stop this! "Hermione, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to be so mean," Harry tried to apologize but Hermione's eyes were starting to well up, "Please don't cry!" Harry begged, "I didn't mean… the voice…." Harry tried to explain.

"Potter," Draco started but Hermione cut in.

"Don't bother Draco," a single tear rolled down her face, "Harry's going isn't he," Hermione just stared at Harry.

"No Hermione!" Harry tried, "I'm still here! Right here," Harry was turning desperate but the voice returned. You don't need a filthy mudblood. You're much stronger than that. Harry Potter, I can lead you to greatness and power. You just need not resist. Let me guide you. We can become powerful and we will never need anyone ever again! Harry was trying to ignore the voice but it was so loud. So loud that it drown out all his protests. BECOME DRACO MALFOY! YOU WON'T SUFFER IF YOU BECOME ONE WITH THE TRUTH! YOU ARE DRACO MALFOY! Some thing popped in side him. Something unexplainable happened that very moment.

Harry's body trembled and shook violently. He started to convulse.

"Hermione, stay back!" Draco shouted as he pulled her away. They stood on the far side of the room. Harry thrashed and yelled. Moaned and twisted.

"What's happening?!" Hermione asked frightfully as she watched helplessly.

"He got jealous," Draco stated simply. He wondered what Harry had meant about the 'voice'. Harry dropped to the floor screaming like a creature being eaten and it was fighting for its life. Neither Draco nor Hermione had heard anything of the sort.

"What does jealousy have to do with this?" Hermione asked trying to understand through Harry's wails. Draco did not know his body was capable of such noises.

"I think," Draco tried to explain between Harry's wails, "he released," another screech, "the part," a twist of the body, "of me that's…" Draco and Hermione had to duck to avoid being hit with a lamp that Harry had thrown in their direction, "truly evil, veil, and loathsome. I've rarely ever gotten this bad before," Draco noted. Harry had stopped screeching, yowling or wailing. His body seemed perfectly normal.

Harry was on his knees. His face buried in his hands.

"Hermione," Harry croaked. Hermione looked into Draco's emerald eyes.

"No, he might hurt you," Draco warned but she was already stepping lightly towards Harry.

"Harry?" she asked attentively, "Are you Harry?" her eyes were wide and she was ready to jump out of reach at any second.

"Hermione," Harry croaked again.

"Harry?" she asked again, "What happened?"

"I…" Harry looked up at her, something flickered across his face, was it recognition?

"Harry?!" Hermione was well within arms length of Harry.

"Am," Harry managed to croak again, this time a little easier, "not Harry," His eyes held pure hat in them.

"If you're not Harry then… Who are you?" Hermione stopped she didn't like the look in his eyes.

"What would it matter to a filthy," he said in the most venomous Malfoy tone she had ever heard, "little mudblood like yourself?" Harry was no longer in control. He was shut and locked up in the back of his mind, away from the control panel, looking out helplessly at what he was doing.

Don't call her that! Harry shouted from the back.

Oh do shut-up Potter. The voice demanded. You've been in control long enough.

Don't you dare hurt her! Harry demanded.

You are in no position to be making command here. Harry could feel the evil voice smirk. I don't think we've ever been properly introduced, Potter.

Oh really?! Then who are you? Harry could feel himself say the answer aloud.

"I am the true Draco Malfoy!"

"Oh no," Draco said. He's out. Was all he could think.

"How can you be the 'true Draco Malfoy' when Draco's right here?" Hermione asked as she swept her arm towards Draco.

"He's just a bloody prat! I'm the one you have always referred to as 'Malfoy'" Malfoy was searching Harry's memories and there was nothing to stop him.

"Hermione walk away from him. He's locked Potter up and has thrown away the key, in simple terms. There's nothing Potter can do," Draco was tugging at the sleeve of her shirt, "Come on," Draco pulled her far enough away from Malfoy so that, if necessary, he could curse him and escape to safety.

"That's right Draco protect the mudblood you've loved since first year. That's right protect her. You'll both be dead soon enough and Master will be pleased. I'll tell him about Potter and we'll destroy him! Say good-bye to your girlfriend Draco," there was an awful, cold laugh that erupted from Malfoy.

He unleashed the demon. He did! Now we're all going to die, unless…

"Harry!" Draco called, "If you didn't willingly release him then you should be able to force him back in!" Draco only hoped that Harry had heard him.

Which he did. Harry heard every word and tried really hard to get in control.

What are you doing, Potter? Malfoy asked with a chuckle.

Getting control! Harry shouted back at him. Harry saw Hermione being protected by Draco. At least she's safe.

You like the mudblood too?! This world is getting more disgusting by the minute!

Well then maybe you shouldn't be in it.

Oh no. I know what you're trying to do! Trying reverse psychology on me eh? Well it isn't going to work because I can change this world, make it better!

You can't change this world. Harry thought It's too far. It went to the point of no return and is doomed.

Liar! Malfoy shouted.

"Hermione lets get out of here!" Draco begged.

"No! We can't just leave him here! What if Harry needs our help?" Hermione asked never tearing her eyes from Harry.

"HERMIONE!" Harry had gained control for a while, "LEAVE! HE'LL HURT-" Harry lost his grip but the message was clear.

Draco seized the moment; hauled Hermione out of the room by throwing her over his shoulder and wrenching open the door, reveling curious faces.

"What's going on?" someone asked. Draco put Hermione down and he shut the door.

"Harry's in there! He's going to get hurt!" Hermione screamed trying to get back in the room. Draco grabbed her by the waist and prevented her from entering.

"Is someone in the room with him?" Lupin was asking with his hand on the door knob.

"YES!" Hermione screeched, "Malfoy! Malfoy's in there with him!" Lupin didn't understand.

"But isn't?"

"Sir," Draco started, "The evil one he calls himself the 'true Draco Malfoy'. He's the evil git that makes me so cruel all the time," Draco explained. Lupin opened the door to release the shouts.

"THAT YOU ARE PATHETIC WITH OUT ME! YOU'LL NEVER SURVIVE POTTER! I AM THE ONLY WAY!"

"NO! YOU'RE THE WEAK ONE, MALFOY! YOU THINK YOU'RE SO STRONG BUT YOU'RE NOT!"

Lupin shut the door and ran his hand down his face.

"What is he talking about?" Hermione and Draco started explaining in a hurry. Surprisingly they were telling the story the same exact way at the same time.

"Really?" Lupin looked shocked, "Ron go get Moody, Tonks and other members of the order. Your father might be here too. More people the better," Ron scurried off, "Are you sure he's alone?"

"Yes," Hermione answered.

"Yes, Potter's fighting Malfoy off," Draco looked down, "Some thing I was too weak to do myself," Hermione looked at him with a look he'd never seen before.

Was it genuine curiosity? Sympathy? Or…

Draco didn't get to finish this thought because he was forcefully pushed down the hall out of view and against the wall.

"Have you ever heard of Alma Stones?" Draco shook his head, "Alma means Soul-mate. An Alma Stone is a soul-mate stone. It is broken in half when two people are born. The stone is truly breaks when the younger is born. The two people," Hermione went on like she swallowed a text book, "are soul mates. They know when they have met their soul mate when after they first meet, they dream of half a stone fitting into another half. Draco… the beginning of our first year at Hogwarts I had a dream with two half stones joining seamlessly,"

"It could have been anyone…" Draco realized that she was leaning against him, "I don't see your point," Draco put his hands on her hips. Hermione felt his hands on her and grudgingly pulled away.

"I think…" Hermione started, "Harry's my soul-mate," Hermione bit her lower lip.