A/N: Okay, so here is the next chapter, and, much to your dismay, I'm sure, it will be mostly about Blaise Zabini. This is a much-needed chapter, however, and if you skip over it, you might end up being very, very confused. Oh, and there are flashbacks in here. It's hard to tell, because thje computer is being stupid. The flash backs start after:

"HOW DO YOU KNOW?", "Stop! Calm down!", "He could barely even remember what happened, Ginnny wouldn't understand", and "Blaise and he had been walking in the park when...". They stop at, "Let me show you then Blaise, shall I?", "Let's go.", "Blaise was no longer there, just darkness, plain, thick, black darkness.", and "Let's go(second on)." In that order.

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Blaise sat staring at the canopy of his four-poster bed, and wondering dully where Draco was at that moment. It was a Hogsmeade weekend, so, surely, that was where he was at this precise moment.

Probably with Ginny Weasley, Blaise though to himself. Probably on a little date, they are. Oh well, I have what I need to make Draco mine, I just need to put my plan into action.

But is that really what you want, question an annoying voice in the back of his head. Do you really want to force Draco to be yours? Do you really want him to hate you, but still be with you?

No, Blaise thought bitterly. No that's not what I want at all, but...but I have no choice. It...It's his fault for choosing her over me. What can he see in that sniveling little…

Maybe, Came the voice again. He prefers people who don't plot how to get him day and night. Maybe he likes her, because she doesn't force herself upon him. Maybe she understands what he's going through.

NO, NO, NO, Blaise thought angrily to the voice. No. There is no way that perfect Ginny Weasley has any idea of what it is like, okay! There is no way. I can be empathetic towards him, but she...she can only show him sympathy, feel for him. I can feel with him.

Yes, yes, I'm sure, Came the voice. But obviously, that isn't enough for Draco. He obviously wants more. Something that you cannot give him Blaise. Something you don't have.

" SHE HAS NOTHING I DON'T HAVE," Blaise yelled out at the voice as he sat up. " DO YOU UNDERSTAND? NOTHING! Nothing...nothing..." Blaise pressed his hands over his ears, and shook his head. " nothing..."

Blaise stood up and walked over to the door, deciding it was time to get out of that room before he went crazy. He walked down into the Slytherin common room, which was nearly empty, as it was, after all, a Hogsmeade weekend.

" Blaise, there you are," A blonde girl said breathlessly as she scurried over to him. " I knew you hadn't gone to Hogsmeade, but I still worried if you had left when I wasn't looking. I was wondering, you know, you're a sadist, and me. I'm a masochists."

" It won't work honey," Blaise said calmly. " Sorry, but I prefer it when that people I have sex with don't want hurt. If they like it, well that takes the fun out of it for me, doesn't it? Maybe you can get Crabbe or Goyle..."

" Ewww," The girl said shuddering severely. " Blaise, I'll do a lot, but that...that is just...gross. Excuse me while I go vomit." She rushed off, but stopped at the exit of the Slytherin dungeon, " See you later."

" Well you're going about it all the wrong way," Came a voice from nearby, which was quickly followed by. " HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW? WELL? HOW DO YOU KNOW?"

" How the hell do you know," Draco yelled at him, before turning away, leaving Blaise looking confused. " Well, how do you know? You don't okay. You just don't understand what it's like okay Blaise."

" Draco, I'm trying to understand," Blaise said pleadingly. " I'm trying, Draco, I really am." Draco was glaring at him from where he sat at the edge of the bed. " I want to understand."

Draco stood up, and began to pace back and forth. They were at Blaise's house. Draco was spending the night, because his mother said that he needed to make some friends with the "right" people so he would know who they were. Right now Blaise was the only friend he had.

There were candles set out, and they were on. Blaise's mom had enchanted the lights so they would go out at a certain time, and so Blaise had gotten out some candles so they wouldn't have to sit in the dark while they stayed up and talked to one another.

Draco sat down, and stared at the fire, obviously thinking about something, and Blaise wanted to know more than anything what was going through his best friend's mind. He wanted to know what Draco was going through so he could help him though it.

" You don't want to know what I'm going through," Draco said after a long time of staring at a flickering, and dying, flame. Blaise began to protest and insist that he did. " No you don't. Just trust me when I tell you that you don't ever want to know what I'm going through."

" Yes I do," Blaise insisted as he walked over to Draco and sat next to him. " I want to know every thought that goes through your mind. I want to know what you go through every night with you father."

" You really want to know," Draco asked, turning to face Blaise. There was a glazed look in his eyes, and he looked mad, utterly mad. As though, this was no longer Draco, not the Draco he knew. Slowly Blaise nodded. " Let me show you then, Blaise, shall I?"

Blaise hadn't thought about that day in the longest of times, and it reminded him of how Draco, though he hated it, was being raped. It reminded Blaise of how it was all Draco's fault that the fellow Slytherins used him a initiation. If Draco had just not shown Blaise how he felt...

And he doesn't remember, Blaise thought bitterly. Draco doesn't remember that day. He doesn't remember his father molesting him in the middle of the night, but he knows. He knows it happen. Me, I remember. I remember it all so vividly that it's as if it were all happening in front of me.

And yet, Came that annoying voice again. This is the person you want most of all, Blaise. The person that you hurt the most is the person that you want to love you. Imagine that.

Of course that's the person I want to love me, Blaise thought back to the voice. The thing I want the most is for Draco to have done that to me, because he loved me, and not because he was angry. That's how Draco feels too. He wants more than anything for his father to have done what he did, because he loved Draco, but he knows that isn't true.

You think that you know everything Blaise, Said the nagging voice in his head. You think you know exactly how Draco thinks, and feels, and why he does. You think you know everything.

I don't think I know, I know, Blaise thought back. I know, because that's how I feel, that's how everyone feels. All anybody wants is to have somebody that loves them for them.

And Draco has that, Came the voice once more. Draco has that with Ginny, and instead of being happy for him you are more insistent on taking that away. You just don't want to see Draco happy, because you aren't.

That's not true, Blaise thought back to the voice quickly. That isn't true, I want to see Draco happy...but...never mind...I don't know why I'm talking to you anyway. You're just a stupid voice in my head.

" Hey, hey stop," Someone yelled from near by. Blaise looked up to see someone stop someone else from stabbing a pillow to bits. The person with the knife struggled to continue stabbing. " Stop! Calm down!"

" Hey, hey stop," Blaise yelled as Draco pressed a whimpering boy toward the ground to keep him from getting up. Blaise grabbed Draco's arm as he raised a small pocketknife ready to stab the boy. " Stop! Calm down!"

" Hey, get off me," The boy protested, as he whimpered beneath Draco. " I'm sorry man. I'll leave the girl alone. I didn't know that she was yours. I'll find another girl okay, let me go."

" You don't get it do you," Draco growled at the boy as he let go of the knife which Blaise had been pulling on, causing Blaise to fall backwards, and sending the knife flying. Draco grabbed the boy's throat, and began chocking him. " Rape is evil, and I won't let you go and rap someone."

" Stop it," Blaise yelled, he ran over to Draco, and grabbed his arms, in attempt to pull him off the boy, but the rage Draco felt seemed to give him unbeatable strength. " Come on, leave him be. Let's go home."

The boy Draco was strangling was making odd rasping noises, as he tried to breathe. His hands were squeezing Draco's arms as he tried to push him off. The rasping noise turned into a choking one, and his fingers relaxed. The boy stopped making noise, and his hands fell away as his body went limp.

" Draco, you're killing him," Blaise screamed, as he pulled on Draco to get him off the boy. These words seemed to reach Draco, and he let go of the boy's throat, and allowed Blaise to pull him off. " What on Earth..."

" I...I...," Draco stammered as he watched Blaise begin to give the boy C.P.R. The boy began to breathe again. Draco looked at the girl that the boy had been raping. She looked absolutely terrified. She stood up, and ran off. " I didn't mean to."

" Come on Draco," Blaise said, he grabbed Draco's hand, and pulled him after him. " We have to get out of here." Draco ran behind Blaise, not daring to look back at the unconscious boy. " Let's get back to your house."

" Right," Draco said still allowing himself to be pulled along by Blaise as they ran away from the boy who was bound to wake up alone, and uncertain of what had happened to him. " Let's go."

Blaise stood up, and, wondering slightly what would have happened had he not been with Draco that night and stopped him from killing the boy. He left the Dungeon to go wander around the castle.

If I hadn't have been there, Blaise thought to himself. Draco would have certainly killed that boy, and then he would have been sent to a muggle prison or Azkaban or something. He was so angry.

And so are you, Came the annoying little voice once again. You are angry that Draco did that to you, and treated you the way he did. That's why you made him part of the Slytherin initiation, because you were angry. You're still angry, and so you're going to make him miserable.

Why won't you just leave me alone, Blaise asked the voice, fully aware that he was talking to himself. Just leave me alone, I'm starting to think that I'm going crazy or something.

Blaise, you've been crazy for a long time, The voice thought back, it chuckled at him. Hearing voices is always a sign of insanity. They have a potion for that you know.

Blaise was about to retort back to the voice in his head, when he saw Draco round the corner at the end of the corridor. To his dismay he was with Ginny, who was giggling.

Blaise watched as Draco pulled her toward him, and kissed her on the mouth, ceasing her giggling. Blaise watched transfixed as they kissed each other in front of him. He had to stop this now.

There you go Blaise, Came the irksome voice once more. You're intervening again. Disrupting his happiness, because you don't like it. Will you leave them be Blaise.

" There you are Draco," Blaise said as he walked over to them. Draco and Ginny looked up, Draco stepped in front of Ginny, blocking Blaise from her. " I was wondering where you were. I see you were with this..." Blaise exaggerated his dislike. " ...girl, would you call her?"

" Zabini, leave us be," Draco said as he stepped forward. " We were having a good time before you showed up. Ginny understands me," Draco smirked, knowing that hearing this peeved Blaise. " She knows me better than you."

" Oh, she does now, does she," Blaise asked, a sneer working it's way onto his face. He had been waiting to use this weapon for the longest time. " Does she know about that night, we were at my house, you were upset, and I told you I wanted to know how you felt."

" Shut up Zabini," Draco said venomously. " Come on Ginny, let's go. I don't think we should hang around here." Draco walked back over to Ginny, and put his arm around her. " He's mad."

" Oh, I'm the mad one," Blaise asked, his fury rising. " How is it I'm the insane one, Draco?" Draco turned, and looked straight into Blaise's eyes, and Blaise felt like Draco was trying to read his mind. " You remember, nearly choked him to death, I know you remember."

" I told you, to shut up," Draco said coldly, Blaise had never remembered his voice ever being so cold, neither did Ginny. " Let's get out of here Ginny, we can go to the Library or something. As they walked away Draco looked back at Blaise and mouthed, "we'll talk about this later" before disappearing around the corner.

" Draco, what was that all about," Ginny asked as they walked along. " What was he talking about, did you..." Ginny's voice trailed off, not daring to think that Draco could ever kill someone. " ...did you kill someone?"

" No of course not," Draco said as he and Ginny walked along, his arm was still around her shoulders. His hand, which was resting on her shoulder, squeezed it in reassurance. " I would tell you if I had."

Draco wasn't ready for Ginny to know everything about his past, especially since he wasn't ready to cope with it yet. He could barely even remember what had happened, Ginny wouldn't understand.

" How the hell do you know," Draco yelled at him, before turning away, leaving Blaise looking confused. " Well, how do you know? You don't okay. You just don't understand what it's like okay Blaise."

" Draco, I'm trying to understand," Blaise said pleadingly. " I'm trying, Draco, I really am." Draco was glaring at him from where he sat at the edge of the bed. " I want to understand."

Draco stood up, and began to pace back and forth. They were at Blaise's house. Draco was spending the night, because his mother said that he needed to make some friends with the "right" people so he would know who they were. Right now Blaise was the only friend he had.

There were candles set out, and they were on. Blaise's mom had enchanted the lights so they would go out at a certain time, and so Blaise had gotten out some candles so they wouldn't have to sit in the dark while they stayed up and talked to one another.

Draco sat down, and stared at the fire, transfixed, he watched it flicker. Thinking of how it looked so unreal the way it dances so smoothly around. Wax dripped down the side, and Draco put his finger on the candle so that the wax dripped onto it. He stared at it as it dried, it felt weird. It had burned at first, then it just sat there on his fingertip.

" You don't want to know what I'm going through," Draco said after a long time of staring at a flickering, and dying, flame. Blaise began to protest and insist that he did. " No you don't. Just trust me when I tell you that you don't ever want to know what I'm going through."

" Yes I do," Blaise insisted as he walked over to Draco and sat next to him. " I want to know every thought that goes through your mind. I want to know what you go through every night with you father."

" You really want to know," Draco asked, turning to face Blaise. The darkness was surrounding Blaise, and it closed in on him, so that he was absorbed into the darkness. Blaise was no longer there, just darkness, plain, thick, black darkness everywhere he looked.

Draco couldn't remember anymore, but he knew why the rest was all darkness. There was no way all of the candles could have burned out at the exact same time. Draco knew that he must have blacked out.

" Draco," Ginny said, she was looked at him with concern in her eyes. Draco hadn't realized that they were no longer walking together, he suddenly felt a breeze, and, looking around, realized they were by the lake. " I thought we were going to the Library. Are you okay?"

" Huh, oh, yeah," Draco said as he mentally shook his head, pulling himself together. " Yeah I'm fine Ginny, I was just thinking about something is all." Ginny stared at him for a moment. " The Library is too crowded, I thought that this way we could be alone."

" Okay," Ginny said, though she didn't sound too sure. " But do we have to be alone out here? It's freezing cold. Can't we go and be alone in the Room of Requirement." Ginny smiled at him. " We can make it so we have food and something to drink. We'd have fun."

" Sure, let's go," Draco said, as Ginny smiled at him. She grabbed his hand, and began to lead him back up to the castle from which they had just left. Draco wondered what had made them stop walking, but smiled as Ginny pulled him along. He decided he wanted to tell her once more. " I love you Ginny."

It was at that moment that Draco remembered the other time he had allowed someone to pull him along like this. It had been a long time ago, but Draco could still remember it dully. Blaise and he had been walking in the park when...

" No, stop," Came a voice from their right. Blaise and Draco turned to look at where the noise had come from. " Please don't do this. Please just let me go home." Blaise gasped, and tried to pull Draco away. " Please, I'm begging you."

Before Draco knew it, he had pulled the boy off her by the scuff of his neck, and thrown him. The boy hastily pulled up his pants, and zipped up at the zipper. He stood up, and Draco promptly knocked him down with a punch to the face, and pulled a pocketknife out of his pocket.

Draco pinned the boy to the ground so he couldn't move anymore, and sneered at him as he flipped up the knife, and ran the dull side of the blade against the boys nose. Draco nearly laughed as he watched the whimpering boy go cross-eyed as he stared at the knife. Draco raised the knife above his head ready to bring it straight down into the boys heart.

" Hey, hey stop," Blaise yelled as Draco pressed a whimpering boy toward the ground to keep him from getting up. Blaise grabbed Draco's arm as he raised a small pocketknife ready to stab the boy. " Stop! Calm down!"

" Hey, get off me," The boy protested, as he whimpered beneath Draco. " I'm sorry man. I'll leave the girl alone. I didn't know that she was yours. I'll find another girl okay, let me go."

" You don't get it do you," Draco growled at the boy as he let go of the knife which Blaise had been pulling on, causing Blaise to fall backwards, and sending the knife flying. Draco grabbed the boy's throat, and began choking him. " Rape is evil, and I won't let you go and rap someone."

" Stop it," Blaise yelled, he ran over to Draco, and grabbed his arms, in attempt to pull him off the boy, but the rage Draco felt had given him some sort of unbeatable strength which Blaise could not surpass. " Come on, leave him be. Let's go home."

The boy Draco was strangling was making odd rasping noises, as he tried to breathe. His hands were squeezing Draco's arms as he tried to push him off. The rasping noise turned into a choking one, and his fingers relaxed. The boy stopped making noise, and his hands fell away as his body went limp.

" Draco, you're killing him," Blaise screamed, as he pulled on Draco to get him off the boy. These words reverberated off the walls of Draco's brain. He let go of the boy's throat, and allowed Blaise to pull him off. " What on Earth..."

" I...I...," Draco stammered as he watched Blaise begin to give the boy C.P.R. The boy began to breathe again, and Draco looked at the girl that the boy had been raping. She looked absolutely terrified. She stood up, and ran off. " I didn't mean to."

" Come on Draco," Blaise said, he grabbed Draco's hand, and pulled him after him. " We have to get out of here." Draco ran behind Blaise, not daring to look back at the unconscious boy. " Let's get back to your house."

" Right," Draco said still allowing himself to be pulled along by Blaise as they ran away from the boy who was bound to wake up alone, and uncertain of what had happened to him. " Let's go."

" Draco, Draco what are you doing," Ginny asked, Draco blinked and looked at her. He was hugging her as hard as he could, as though he were trying to squeeze all the air out of her lungs. " Draco?"

" I'm sorry," Draco said, though he wasn't directing it to her exactly. " I never meant to do it." Draco was crying again. He hated it when he cried, he always felt so exposed, but at least it was only Ginny who was seeing him cry. " I never mean to hurt anyone. I'm sorry."

A/N: Hi, I know that you all have been waiting for a long, long time while I wrote these three chapters, and I'm sorry it has taken so long to put them up, but I was sending time with my family during the Christmas break, you know how that is, right. Any way, I'm had some trouble putting these up, but as you see, I managed to do it. It's sad to admit, but this fic is almost through with. I don't know if there will even bee another three chapters left. However, I know what's coming next so they should be up soon, and that will be that. I am also adding another two or three Harry Potter stories on FF.N around that time. Remember to review, because they keep me from slipping into a state of deep depression! :::smile::: (No, I'm not really feeling depressed. Don't worry!)