Chapter Two

Rating: PG

Warning(s): language

'He doesn't look too happy.' Krad noted as Draco caught the eyes of Dark, who was glaring towards them. Somehow the other had decided to hide in plain sight, and his host went along with the plan. Draco ignored it as a tactic to hide the Boy-Who-Lived.

'You never told me why the two of you hate each other.' Draco said, ignoring Dark and Dumbledore as he finished up his opening speech. Draco felt Krad's distaste at the question.

'He stole something of mine. He needs to pay.' Draco rolled his eyes and focused on the feast before him. Steak, potatoes, pudding, and noodles were shoveled onto the plate and Draco proceeded to wolf it down in a somewhat polite manner.

After the feast was over, Draco followed the Prefects up to the common room. He sat around the fire with his schoolmates for a while, adding little to their conversation, before retiring upstairs to his room.

He wrote a quick letter to his father, using a special code to let the man know of his plans to make an alliance with Potter, before falling into bed early.

'Krad?' Draco asked. 'Will you try not to fight wit Dark anymore?'

'Why the bloody hell not?' Came Krad's somewhat enraged question. Draco winced lightly.

'I would like to form a truce with Potter, as you should already know by peeping on my letter and thoughts. His side is going to win, and I would like to be on it when it does.' Krad smirked.

'Self-preservation. All right, if the Potter-boy agrees to a truce I'll try not to fight with Dark. Happy?'

'Very.' And Draco fell asleep.

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"I never thought you would have the nerve to hide out in plain view." Dark spun around to see Krad leaning in the doorframe. It was a couple of months into the school year, and the ever-curious Draco decided to let Krad out for some exercise to see what the boy would do inside the castle. He never thought he'd run into Dark.

"What do you want Krad?" Dark asked, standing up and bracing himself for a battle. Krad smirked. "I haven't done anything to you."

"You've done plenty!" Krad snapped, his white wings flexing in agitation. "But that isn't why I'm here. I heard that you're helping them fight the Dark Lord."

"Yes, I am. I have no choice since my host is the one who will be bringing his downfall." Krad smirked. "What's it to you anyway?" Krad moved to sit in one of the abandoned chairs, crossing his legs at the ankle. That was a little habit picked up by Draco.

"My host has been pleading with me. He wants to end the feud between him and Potter because he doesn't want the Mark…whatever that is."

"The Dark Mark. You should pay more attention to your hosts Krad, you might learn something about the world we now live in." Krad scowled, but for once it wasn't directed at Dark. He knew it was his fault for not actually talking to Draco apart from necessity. "So he wants a truce?"

"Yes." Dark hmmed.

"Tell you what. While Harry's thinking about this, I want you to tell me something." Krad blinked. "Why do you hate me?" Krad nearly fell over in shock and heard Draco scoff at him.

"Are you shitting me?" Dark shook his head. "Man, you're more messed up than I thought."

"What?" Krad shook his head. "I am so sorry I can't remember but….."

"You stole something from me." Krad finally said. Dark frowned.

"But that's my job…to steal." Krad grumbled. "Huh?"

"Not a painting or sculpture you ass!" Dark blinked. "You stole Angela." This time Dark nearly fell over in shock.

"Angie? You think I stole your GIRLFRIEND? THAT"S WHY YOU HATE ME?" Krad nodded with a huff. "I can't fuckin' believe this."

"You did! What? Why are you smirking?"

"You're the ass Krad. I was never interested in her. It was her BROTHER I wanted." Now Krad DID fall over in shock. "I swing both ways, and I found her brother better looking than her."

"B-but she…" Krad scratched his head.

"She left you for some other guy, not me. She probably just mentioned my name because of her brother."

"So we've been fighting for nothing." Krad grunted. He looked up at Dark to see the other smirking.

"Well, since your host obviously doesn't want to fight with mine..maybe we should take their example?"

"You mean a truce." Dark nodded. Krad sighed. "Very well then, truce." They shook hands, although they both pulled away quickly.

"Harry also agrees to a truce." Dark said after a moment of silence. Krad nodded. "And I have to go meet up with Ron and Hermione. I'll see you around Krad."

"All right." As Dark left, Draco smirked at his alter ego.

'So now you'll start listening to me when I say something?'

'Yes.' Draco smirked and they shifted.

TBC