This is the SEQUEL to Love is Blind, biotches (kidding!). If you found this and don't understand it, read the story Love is Blind. Trust me, it's pretty good. But I'm a little biased but read the 101 reviews and that might tell you something. (Tee hee)

Without any further ado, reader…Here is Love at Second Sight…

Blaise didn't look so suprised when he saw Professor Flitwick nonchalantly shelving books in the Ravenclaw Library.

"Professor!"

"Ahh, Blaise Zabini; what can I do for you, good sir?"

"I need the book, Morte Infinita," Blaise said, pulling out a chair.

While Flitwick scurred around to find the book that they needed, Draco took a look around.

The room was extremely large with bookcases lining the edges; all of the titles were in Latin, Draco could barely make any out. It had been awhile since he practiced Latin.

The library was alluminated by laterns floating in mid-air and a fire untouched by anything. It captivated his attention and walked over there to touch the fire. Almost there, he thought. Before he could even get a fingernail in it, Flitwick kicked him in his chins and pushed him onto the floor.

"You idiotic little Slytherin; how DARE you touch the Flame of Wisdom? Even I am not worthy to touch it; what makes you think YOU are?"

Unbeknowst to some, Professor Flitwick was a dwarf. When someone threathen knowledge, he had to the right to be an angry dwarf.
"I'm sorry, Professor. I had no idea..." Rarely did Draco Malfoy apologize but Flitwick was not a person to fuck around with when he got mad.

"You Slytherins are all the same; you had no idea that this flame is what keeps us going as a Soceity? Ravenclaws are the only reason you actually are still alive; we should have just eliminated you. Merlin knows we could do with out those snakes everywhere; it's rather tired, don't you think?"

"What are you on, Professor, I think the dust from these tomes have gotten to you or you've inhaled too much dust from being too close the ground." Draco tried to keep his signature sneer on as he stood up, but Flitwick caught him again in the same spot and he fell ungracefully on his butt. He shot an angry look at Blaise, who couldn't even save him from this 3'0 foot madman. Some boyfriend he is, Draco snorted to himself.

"Lookie here lad, I haven't even begun to explain this to you, so I'll dumify it down for your puny little snake brain all Slytherins possess. Only a few actually saw Harry demolish Voldemort; you didn't see anything but a big flash of green light and then Harry was gone, right?"

"Yeah, but..." Flitwick wacked him in the same spot again with his little cane. Man is he going to pay...

"I am not finished Mr. Malfoy. As I was saying, you actually think that was it? Gods, you Slytherins are nothing but manipulative idiots; the blast of their two wandsconnecting made them fall into here. After that point, wands were of no consequence. Harry and Voldemort struggled and tussled while the heads of each house waited until Harry pushed him into the fire of knowledge. Then we began to chant: La conoscenza è la chiave a vita; l'ignoranza li distrugge, tutti che la minaccino periscano in questo fuoco. Tutti che vogliano la conoscenza devono proteggere come io. The knowledge that we each bring to the table is the only way to destroy ignorance. Harry had to it on his own; even in the most knowledgeable state, wizard is only part animal, just like man, and he too must you that to his advantage The only way to destroy any evil is with knowledge, Mr. Maloy, but I guess you Slytherins aren't privy to that information."

Draco was at his wits end with this professor, "Look here midget-"

Flitwick's eyes opened to as wide as saucers. "Midget? I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW I AM A DWARF, YOU WEASEL LOOKING MAN!" This time, Professor Flitwick hit him in the balls. Didn't think I would ever miss the cane hitting. The professor walked over the desk were Blaise was desperately trying to control himself but failing miserably.

"Here you go my lad. Read as much as you like," Professor Flitwick said gently, "as for him, when he can breathe again, don't let him near my tomes. Merlin knows what he might do to it; use it as kindling." The professor began to amble out of the room.

"Well, at least he didn't get my hair, " Draco said haughtily and smoothed it over; the professor heard that and quietly stood on the ladder grabbing a rather large book on the effects of wolfsbane in a normal wizard and aimed with percision then clocked him rather nicely and effectively.

On his way out, Draco could have sworn that he said, "that will teach him to call me a midget..."

The two read deep into the afternoon and ran over into the night. Not a word passed between them, until Blaise found it.

"Draco, go get the professor, I think I have found a way to get Sirius, James, and Lily back and permanetlybut only if you hurry..." Blaise didn't even have to finish his sentence; Draco took off into the night in search of the one person who could make things right and the only person who could kill Lucius Malfoy: Severus Snape.

AN: I AM SO SORRY REVIEWERS! I have had a terrible time with my computer lately and I just got it two days ago. Hopefully, if you still like me, you'll review

As for the Italian I tried to pass off as Latin: "Knowledge is the key to life; ignorance destroys us, all who threaten it shall perish in this fire".
All who desire knowledge must protect as do I means "La conoscenza è la chiave a vita; l'ignoranza li distrugge, tutti che la minaccino periscano in questo fuoco. Tutti che vogliano la conoscenza devono proteggere come io."

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Morte Infinita means Infinite Death