"BLAISE!" Draco screamed. He was angry, and he wasn't all that sure why. It didn't matter right then, all that mattered was that Draco knew that Blaise was somehow responsible for Harry's sudden disappearance, and the only way to get the scar head back was to get to Blaise and figure out what was going on.
"Yeah?" Blaise said, looking up as Draco entered the common room.
"Do you remember that day in potions, when you came into the potions class screaming something at Potter?"
Blaise thought for a moment, then nodded.
"What was that?" Draco figured that that incident perhaps held some answers as to why Harry was in a ghost world.
"Well, you see," Blaise paused then added, "you'll like this plan Draco, it was very Slytherin, if I do say so myself,"
Draco motioned for Blaise to get on with it.
"Well," Blaise continued, "You realize that I found out that Harry was a vampire hybrid? Well, I found a spell in an ancient book on how to trap a vampire. Unfortunately, it only works on full blood vampires. So I turned him into a full fledged blood sucker,"
Here, Draco cut him off, "but how?" he asked.
Blaise waved a hand, showing the question was irrelevant and unimportant, but answered it anyways, "I found a spell for it in the restricted section of the library. Anyways, after turning him into a vampire, I then told him that if he didn't let me become his blood donor, then I would tell everyone what he was. Of course, he didn't like that idea, but I had already took off running to the potions class. He caught up to me rather quickly. I ran into potions, screaming about how the vampire was going to hurt me, but he cut me off before I could say vampire, as you know. He then told me that I could be his blood donor. Everything was going according to plan.
Draco listened to Blaise's story with rapt attention, realizing the genius of it, and also being slightly disturbed at how manipulative and cunning his friend could be. Of course Draco hated Potter, until quite recently, but never in his wildest dreams would he do something like what Blaise was currently describing.
"After I became his blood donor, I took a potion, which cause him to become weak and even though he was drinking sufficient amounts of my blood, his body would get no nutrients from it, making it so that it was like he wasn't drinking at all. Basically starving him, and poisoning him slightly, until he was too sick to do much. Then he shadow drifted, and it effectively trapped him some other dimension. That part wasn't really supposed to happen, but that's okay. It works out better for me anyways. Now I never have to see him again."
"But why? I mean, I hate Potter and all," Draco noticed, with little surprise, that this was a huge lie, "But I would never do something this... well... cruel. Even if I am in Slytherin."
"Well, see, that's a different story. This whole plan was a type of revenge, you see. It all started when my dopey owl couldn't find the correct address and sent a letter to Potter, instead of Penelope, an old friend. Potter, surprisingly, responded, and we soon became good friends. As we all know, I prefer guys, and apparently, so does the boy-who-lived. I asked him out, we met a few times, I fell in love. Then he got his inheritance. As soon as he became a vampire hybrid, he became more serious about everything. He told me that he needed to find a mate and that even though I was a wonderful guy, he didn't think that he could spend eternity with me, and so, I was dumped. I had to get revenge, and I did it! Isn't it wonderful?"
Draco was stunned. "You were able to transform Potter into an actual vampire with a spell you found in a book? I don't think that that's entirely possible... It takes very strong magic to pull something like that off..." Draco finally said.
"Well, of course! I did have a little help... I sent a letter of to my father, and he got me an amulet that magnifies one spell... apparently it was quite expensive, but you know Father... anything for his darling Blaise... Anyways, I cast the spell with the help of this amulet. It worked, too!" Blaise was beyond excited at his 'genius.'
"Blaise, the savior of the wizarding world is trapped in the shadow world! How could this be good! We aren't death eaters! Remember all those times when we would sit and say how we would be neutral in all of this war business? Remember that!" Draco struggled to keep his voice under control.
Blaise shrugged. "That was part of the deal with my Father. He gives me the amulet, I become a death eater. So now, it is good, don't you see? You of all people should be happy that Potter is gone! You were always fighting, and now he's gone! Now the Dark Lord will be able to take over easily. The Malfoy and Zabini families will have so much power! The Dark Lord promised it!"
"Blaise..." Draco, who at first couldn't keep his voice down, was now having a hard time finding words. If this was what emotion felt like all the time, he really wanted to go back to being the big slab of granite that he was before. No emotion showing on his face, no emotion felt.
"Blaise, how could you? After all we planned? We were going to be neutral! You promised!"
And indifferent look had settled on Blaise's features, "A small child's promises are unstable and unreliable. What I said then and what I am saying now hold no relation to each other. I made my decision, now you make yours. Are you going to stay 'neutral' or are you going to come and join me. We're friends, remember? I just got rid of your problem, your rival. Now repay the favor, right now you're standing in the gray, come on over into the black, it's strange how once you've stepped into the black, everything's easier to see. I think the white on the light side blinds them," Blaise stood and took out his wand, pointing it at Draco's heart.
"Blaise?"
"I just told you everything I did. If you go and rat me out, I'll be expelled, and probably put into Azkaban, so the only way to make sure no one knows what I did, you have to come and join the Dark Lord. Otherwise..." Blaise trailed off. When he spoke again, his voice was barely above a whisper, "otherwise I'm afraid our friendship is over... death sometimes tears friends apart."
Draco couldn't think straight. There was way too much going through his mind. Blaise's face was contorted into something strange, and evil-looking. Something only found in nightmares. That indescribable mask of fear. Draco averted his eyes, unable to look at his friend-turned-death-eater.
Suddenly, Draco had that feeling that Harry was in the room with him. He was there. Draco looked into Blaise's eyes with renewed hatred, "No. I won't choose the Dark Lord. I won't choose the light. I'll stay in the gray, Blaise. Because you're right, the white on the light side blinds them, but the dark blinds too. I can see everything clearly from where I stand."
Blaise was confused for a second before what Draco had said really sunk in. His face twisted into a mask of rage, and he shouted the killing curse at Draco.
Time seemed to slow down for a second. Draco could see the bolt of green light coming at him, and had just enough time to make the comparison that the green light was the same color as Harry's eyes, before the spell was... deflected?
Draco stood and watched as the spell cast by Blaise himself came back and hit the caster with so much force; it threw him backwards into a common room wall. Blaise slid down from the stone barrier, dead.
Not believing his eyes, Draco blinked many times very rapidly, before finally noticing he wasn't alone in the room, Harry was standing in front of him, but not completely. It looked as if Harry was a ghost, Draco could see right through him!
Harry's eyes were wide, and Draco could see that the vampire had now started to gasp in pain, and finally crumpled to the ground, where the image flickered once, and then vanished.
Staring at the spot where Harry had been, Draco began to cry for the first time he ever remembered.
"Harry..." he whispered.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN! Is Harry dead? For good banished to the underworld! Only thenext chapter will tell! But please review in the meantime! I HAVE OVER FORTY REVIEWS! Yippy!
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