A/N I know I have this under the characters Harry and Draco and I havent done much on Draco's side, but I'll put some in this one and more in the next.

Chapter 17 : Things You'll Never Know

Sally went back into her house and sat down beside her "father." But he wasnt realy her father. That was obvious. They looked nothing alike. Even if Sally's sea-green eyes went away, they only turned into cat eyes or a dar, dark, dark blue color. Midnight blue. And her reddish-blonde hair would turn silver-blonde. Nothing alike the hypnotised man who was posing as her father. Her real father was dead. Her boss nearby. Her grandafather was stalking them all. She just didn't see him, but felt his precence.

Sally moved from the couch to the window. Harry was still on the roof listening to that CD player. His uncle was in the front yard yelling something at him. He was abusive. Sally had figured that out.

The only thing Sally didn't see comming from the window was her visitor. Hearing the doorbell ring made her jump. She hurried to the door and swung it open.

"Draco Malfoy." Sally said.

"Bridget Crush." Draco said.

"Come in." Sally said opening the door all the way. Draco stepped in and turned to Sally who shut the door.

"Where is he?" Draco demanded.

"Livingroom." Sally replied.

Draco stared at her for a moment longer before striding into the livingroom. Sally went back to her place at the window. Vernon Dursley had dissapeared, but Harry was still on the roof. As if he felt her eyes on him, he turned his head and their eyes met breifly before Harry looked up at the orange sky. The sun was setting. Sally sat down on the windowsill and whached the sunset with Harry, though she wasn't realy with him.

Draco was in the livingroom with Steven Olive. He knew better. He knew the man who was under the trance. Though his hair was slightly longer and back in a ponytail and though he was wearing nothing like he usualy would, and instead was wearing sweat pants and a sweater, he was still recognizable as Severus Snape. His godfather.

"So, Severus, you thought you could go against the Dark Lord." Draco said. "You were no match. You should have known. He will kill you and Potter and everyone who went against him...Even without his magnificent powers. I was and always will be on his side. I cant believe you people actualy trusted me. So they must've told you I was brainwashed. Nah. I brainwashed the Weasle and Mudblood. It was me. I was a traitor all along. And no one ever knew. The brainwashing scheme only helped me help my master while you bunch still trusted me. You wanted to save me. But it is not me who needs saving. It is you and Potter's stupid army. There is no way out of it now. You will all die one way or another, and we will rule. Can you understand? Or has this hypnotic spell kept you from believing and remembering."

"Draco..." Severus said.

Draco stared at his godfather in disbelief. He was suposed to be hypnotised. He wasnt suposed to remember anything. Draco gaped at him and Severus slowly turned his pale face to his godson. His evil black eyes met Draco's and Draco could not make himself look away.

"We will stop you." Severus assured him in a low, raspy voice. "We will. You wont live to see the day Tome Riddle rules this pathetic world we're in. No one will. He is going straight to hell and so are you. I may not be able to do anything at the moment but so help me God I will find a way and when I do you are all going to..."

"Up already?" asked a soft feminen voice. Draco and Severus turned o see Sally standing there. She now looked like herself: Bridget Crush. Her silver-blonde hair hung down her back and her midnight blue eyes made her look positvly seductive. She was also wearing a tightfitting black mini skirt and a blouse the very color of her eyes.

"Going somewhere?' asked Draco smirking.

"In fact I am."

"Where?" Draco demanded.

"To seduce the enemy of course. It's night time, it's romantic, I'm seductive. He wont be able to resist me." Sally/Bridget said walking over to them.

Draco looked her up and down and muttered, "I know I couldn't."

And Bridget slapped him. But that didnt keep Draco from looking at her with his lust-filled eyes.

"Bad, boy!" said Bridget, revolted.

Severus laughed.

Draco glared.

"Dont tell me you like Potter better than me." Draco said pouting.

Bridget put on a false sad face and squeezed his face. "At least he looks better than you. You look like a blonde rat."

With that, Bridget left.

ROOF OF # 4 PRIVET DRIVE

Harry sat on the roof listening to Playing With Fire and writing in his notebook when a strange-slightly familiar- girl appeared beside him.

"Sally."

"Harry."

That was followed by a silence and the once sound heard was from Harry scribbling in his notebook.

I feel empty and confused. I have no clue what's going on with my life and I cant control it. Everything that ever made my life worth living is gone. I am left alone with this strangely empty feeling. I dont know what to do. There's no reason to live. No reason excpet for everybody. I am suposed to save everybody from the greatest evil and I find that I dont give a damn. If they die so be it. It's selfish, I know. But this empty feeling is something I cant drive away and it is changing my entire perspective. I'm not the same person I was and I dont know if it's for better or worse. I guess there are just some things I'll never know.

Bridget read this from over Harry's shoulder. Harry looked at her. Bridget looked up into his eyes and lost herself. She kissed him. Though suprised, Harry returned the kiss.

When she pulled away, Harry asked, "What was that for?"

"You're deep. I like that."

And they kissed again. Harry kissed her with an intense passion that suprised them both. Being deep meant there was alot of passion in there with it. The intesnity was something he had just found. They sat there under the moon and stars kissing until they found there was always one reason to live.

ROOF

NEXT MORNING

Harry woke up to a bright sun overhead and found he was still on the roof. Harry sat up straight. His notebook lie open at his feet and his CD player was still playing, the headphones around his neck. But Sally Olive was gone. He was left with a feeling not quite empty but not quite happy either. Harry sighed, picked up his notebook, and dissappeared into his room. (A/N 'disappear' is the word for the demon transportation becausae my head hurts too much to come up with a better word)

Vernon was waiting there with a knife. He pressed the blade to Harry's throat and cut a line into it. It wasnt deep and it didnt kill him. He was planning to do that when he figured out the best way to hide his nephew's murder.

But Harry had other plans.

Harry turned into his animagus form (A/N he did that summer B4 6th year) , a Mopalas Snake. Only known to the wizarding worls, found in Mopalas, highly poisonis. Harry sank his snake fangs into Vernon's sking and let the poison transfer from him into his uncle's system. It took Vernon a moment to figure out what was going on. When he did he flapped his arm around, trying to make Harry fly off. He did. Just not in time. Vernon's face turned purple and his eyes were bulging out until finaly he died right there on the floor. Harry, Petunia, and Dudley had whached merciless. They all hated Vernon. And now he was dead. And the only thing they would find was snake poison. Harry turned back into himself and turned to his aunt and cousin.

"Call the police." said Harry calmly. "Tell them the truth: he was bitten by a poisonus snake."

Petunia nodded and walked slowly out of the room. Dudley stared down at his father with every ounce of hate visible in his tiny, round eyes.

"It's always for the best." Dudley mumbled.

"For the best." Harry repeated.

ACROSS FROM #4

Within one week, Privet Drive had had three new people move in: Voldemort, Bridget, and now Albus Dumbldore. He moved right in front of #4 to keep an eye on everyone and everything. He was the kind of wise man who made aure he knew everything so he could be the only one to do anything. He didn't trust people to do his job of keeping the world as peaceful as possible with people like Tom Riddle in it.

Albus Dumbldore sat by his window secretly whaching life on Privet Drive pass by him. He whached carefuly as Harry killed his uncle and had whached as Vernon had beat Harry before. In his way of thinking it was : That's just life. For Dumbldore was not the kind, wise man he was thought to be. He was apart of a group of three people called Fate. They made sure fate was in order. Anything meant to happen happened. They stopped nothing and allowed horrible things to happen. For of the Fates there was one evil, one good, and one in between. Guess which one Dumbldore wasnt.

He wasnt the good one.

He wasnt the one in between.

Now guess.

He, said to be the greatest and kindest wizard of all time, wasnt quite that, but a heartless immortal. His job was more important then anything else. And anything meant to happen would. He'd make sure of that.

Dumbldore looked from #4 to #5. Draco Malfoy stood in the front yard trying to get a signal on his cell phone. He saw David walk out, say something to him, then walked back into the house. Draco put up his cell phone and walked from #5 to #3. Now this is how things needed to be. Draco teamed up with Bridget. Not that Bridget knew much about the wizarding world or that Draco was apart of it. As far as she knew, Draco was someone working for a murderer on the run. And if Draco could convince her to help them, they could kill Harry...Which was everyone's plan. He had to die. It was fate's course. And Dumbldore was only too happy to help.

"Albus." said a voice. Dumbldore turned to see the other Fates. One was a middle aged woman called Catherine. Then there was a man inbetween Albus's and Catherine's ages. His name was Bruno. He was the one between good and evil, or Albus and Catherine.

"Yes." Albus said.

"He cant die." Catherine said. She seemed to know Albus's thoughts were on Harry.

"Catherine." Bruno said softly. "It is meant to be."

"Well, we can always change the future. Your future is created by your every action, every desision. Cant he change it?" Catherine asked.

"He can." Bruno said slowly. "But do you realy think he will? Not many people end up changing these big life-changing things."

"But with help..." Catherine began.

"We cant get in the middle." Bruno reminded her. Albus smirked. Catherine glared.

"I meant someone else." Catherine said. "If she changes, she can change him."

"Who she?" Albus demanded.

Catherine smiled mischeviously. "Figure it out." And with that, Catherine swept out of the room.

"What is she up to?" Bruno wondered aloud. And Albus thought the same thing.

#3 Privet Drive

Draco stood outside on the porch of #3 Privet Drive. He had already knocked three times and had resorted to using the doorbell. While he waited, he tried to figure out who to use a cell phone. Just as he had begun to figure it out, the door swung open. Bridget stood there in her Sally cover-up.

"How was your date?" Draco asked, walking in past her.

"He doesnt even know who I am. Not Sally, nor Bridget." she told him. "I'll go see him tonight. And dont go telling anyone I'm a...well, shape-shifter."

Draco grinned. "Who'd believe me if I told them?"

"Fair enough." Bridget said. "Anyway, Severus is in the kitchen mourning. Probably because I cut his hair. Didnt like that too much."

Draco laughed and walked to the kitchen. Severus sat there. His hair was still long, but not as long as it had been. It probably wouldnt stay in a ponytail. Severus glared at Draco as he walked in.

"What?" Severus asked.

"Oh, nothing." Draco said laughing. "Your hair."

"Ha, ha, ha, funny." Severus said sarcasticaly. "What are you here for?"

"To see you." Draco said. "The Dark Lord sent me to make a buissness proposition with you."

"Oh realy?" Severus asked pretending to be interested.

"Realy." Draco replied. "He is willing to forgive you and let you come back unpunished. He just needs you now. He is willing to do anything to get you back. You can be in charge of whatever you please. You can be his right hand man. You can..."

"Anything?" Severus asked.

Draco smiled and nodded.

"Tell him he can kiss my ass. Then we'll talk." Severus said.

Draco frowned. "Think about what you're doing."

"I already have."

Draco glared at his godfather for a moment. When he realised Severus was not going to change his mind, he spun around and stalked off. Just as Draco left, Bridget entered.

"You pissed him off?" Bridget asked. "Teach me."

Severus grinned. "Dont like the son of a bitch either?"

"No." Bridget replied. "But he has power, and I admire that."

"He had power." Severus said. when Bridget gave him a quizzled look, he chuckled and said, "Sit. Let me tell you a long story..."

#4 Privet Drive

They had taken Vernon Dursley off to the morgue. Dudley had taken his dad's car off to town to shop for video games and try to snag a girlfriend. Petunia had gone off to visit friends. Harry was left alone in the house. He took that time to fix himself up and talk to Mercy the Snake.

"A visitor approaches." Mercy said

"Who?" Harry asked.

"Figure it out, master. The visitor is at the door..."

And the doorbell rang.

Harry rushed out of his room and down the stairs and to the door and opened it. There stood Sarah, recovering from the battle. She had one arm bandaged up and a few bruises else where on her body. Over her purple eyes she wore dark sunglasses and in her hand was a cane.

"Sarah?" Harry said.

"Yeah." Sarah said. "Me. Blind. Cant see nuthin."

"Come in." Harry said. He opened the door all the way, grabbed Sarah's wrist, and guided her in. Once she was fine on her own, Harry closed the door and led her into the kitchen.

"What happened?" Harry asked when they were seated around the table.

"Battle." Sarah replied. "Something hit some sort of nerve or whatever the doctor said. Anyway, I'm blind as a bat. Though that is a realy stupid saying 'cause they can see. Anyway, took me a while to find ya. Went lookin' as soon as they let me out."

"Whoa." was the only thing Harry could think of to say. It was his fault. If he hadnt used that curse the wizarding world would not have blown up and Sarah would still have her sight.

Sarah seemed to sense his feeling, because she said, "It's not your fault, Harry. You were trying to protect us. And at least no one died..."

"That's the problem!" Harry said banging his fists on the table. "Voldemort didnt die! He was suposed to."

"Shhh." Sarah said. "Shh. It is fine. We still have a chance. He has no power. He's in the Muggle world now. He has to live like one. And he'll die like one too."

"If he doesnt kill me first." Harry said. "He will try."

"I didnt say he wouldnt." said Sarah. "But I wont let anything happen to you. I promise."

Harry smiled. "Thanks."

Petunia came home an hour later with Dudley. She took Sarah to the guest bedroom and helped her out with different things. Dudley went back to his own room to play with his video games. Harry meanwhile listened to the radio. A wizarding station that still played. Harry had sent some lyrics in to Playing With Fire and hoped to hear them sing his song.

Sure enough, the radio man said, "And a new song by Playing With Fire called 'Things I'll Never Know' "

Harry went on the roof to listen to it. He lay down on the roof and stared up at the cloudless sky and listened to them sing.

Always the hero

Never just me

Who I am

and what they expect me to be

I fight all these evils for the greater good

A better life for them with nothing in return

-What does it mean to me?

Why do they need me?

Praise me?

Hate me?

I save them

they abandon me.

The truth that will never show

and all these things are the things I'll Never Know.-

They make me the bad guy

But whatever, I do try

I want to help you

But you wont beg me

until it's too late

-What does it mean to me?

Why do they need me?

Praise me?

Hate me?

I save them

and they abandon me

The truth that will never show

and all these things are the things I'll never know-

Praise me

Hate me

Maybe

Somebody save me

Need me

I'm bleeding

Help me

Save me

Please, I cant do this no moooore!

-What does it mean to me?

Why do they need me?

Praise me?

Hate me?

I save them

and they abandon me

The truth that will never show

and all of these things are the Things I'll Never Know-

Need me

Be me

Praise me

Hate me

Kill me

Hurt me

Saaaaave me.

Somebody save me.

Harry stared up at the sky, thinking about the meaning behind his words and why he felt that way.

END of Chapter 17

What did ya'll think. Please reply and tell me your opinions on 'Things I'll Never Know', the second song I wrote for Playing With Fire. Still wanna hear about your thoughts on 'Evil Eyes'

Chapter 18 : Power Boost

Harry's powers are growing and so are Voldemort's. The Fates try to keep everything in order, and Draco has some trouble with his family. And what did Severus tell Bridget. Will anyone learn anything they need to? Or will a Muggle find out their secret? To find out, read Chapter 18 : Power Boost.

A/N PS, I will have to go from this fanfic to my Charmed fanfic so I may not get Chapters up as quick. But I will still be writing. As I have said B4 I have plenty of ideas.