Ello once more! Well, the next chapter is up, finally! Hehe, I am proud of this story, and I hope you readers like it... mutters to self Hmm, I wonder if the only reason people are reading this is 'cause its got the word Love in it... happy grin Ah well!

"Wow, nice place you got here." Draco settled onto the couch, his legs crossed as he stretched out comfortably. "So…you're the famous Titans I've heard so much about…." His voice, so soothing, it calmed the Titans immediately. Oh, such a gentle voice, like soft silk, yet milky waves crossed it, making it seem ruffled, slightly tinged with something unpleasant.

Raven's eyes narrowed. Of course, she was the only person who could hear that tinge, that touch of evil in his voice. It was different than before- last time, his voice had reeked with the stench of evil, of hatred, of lust and of anger. But now…he seemed more…more seducing, like a mortal stalker or a teenage boy trying to seduce his girlfriend. Too bad it was working.

The entire time she had watched him, not speaking and accusing him, not yet. But it was him- the voice, the same trickery etched into every line and sounds of his vocals. His face, oh, so it looked different to them, but truly it was hideous. The tan waves washing his face, milky sun shining upon it. Were her friends truly oblivious to him? That he was naught but Malchior, the dragon, the wizard, the trickster, the evil one?

Of course. They didn't know him. They didn't know him like she did.

The other Titans all took places in the Living room, Robin leaning against the wall while Beast Boy and Cyborg raided the fridge. Starfire hovered around, eyes watching Draco in curiosity.

She remained staring at him. Oh, those silver eyes, the eyes that had once stared out at her from the pages of a worn out book. So different from the blue eyes of Rorek and from the dragon's red piercing eyes.

She had to show them.

"Draco… Tell me, wherever did you get the name from?"

"It's Latin, though from all I hear about you Raven, I thought you would have known." Draco laid his eyes upon her, deep silver eyes so cruel and yet so blank, sending memories, memories of the time they had spent together rushing through her blood. She bit her lip then drew her hood over her face. He would not see her pain, her anger, her distress. Never.

"It means 'dragon.' It's rather appropriate as I have all the powers of a dragon."

"Whoa, seriously? That's sweet dude!" Beast Boy looked up from the fridge and was at Draco's side the next moment. "What can you do?"

Look at them. So ignorant. So oblivious to his twisted mind. No, they see a teenage boy who has a cool name and who obviously has cool powers. She could've growled in disgust. She stepped back, standing far away from them but watching them none the less.

He stood up and held out his hands, palms down facing the floor. He began to hover and after a long moment, a pair of black wings emerged from his shoulder blades, leathery black things, tinged in the same purple as his hair. He took a deep shaky breath and the wings melted back into his skin. By now, all the Titans were watching him.

He hovered higher and higer, until he was rather close to the ceiling. Spreading out his hands to face upwards now, he let two flames erupt from his skin, seeming to boil the very flesh. Grinning, his white fangs revealed in his smile, he took a deep breath and breathed out a fiery flame. The fire, accompanied by those of his hand, flew towards the Titans, only to be stopped a moment before by him and drawn back into his skin. He landed on the ground neatly, then looked around. Aproaching the couch, he lifted one end and slid his way to the middle, still holding up the one end. Then he picked up the other until he held the whole couch, and lifted it above his hands. With that, he set the couch back down and turned to the Titans.

Cyborg gave an appreciative "wow" and Beast Boy whistled. Robin smiled at him and stepped forward to shake his hand. "Awesome powers there, Draco." Draco looked at his hand then took it gently, his black gloves blending in with Robin's.

Starfire nodded in agreement, flying down beside him. "Yes. Indeed, your powers are quite remarkable, and seem to be very interesting!" her bright green eyes shone brightly, sparkling like many different diamonds reflecting in the emerald depths. Draco looked down upon her, his eyes resting on her for a long moment. Then he took her hand and kissed the back of it.

"Thank you, sweet Starfire." He looked up at the rest of the Titans. "Poweful Cyborg, Courageous Robin, Friendly Beast Boy, and Mysterious Raven. I've heard so much about you." He slid his hand from Starfire's and smiled at them all, his fangs glistening against his red lips.

Raven glowered at him. Sweet... He was up to something.

"Why don't we let Draco stay the night?" Her voice rang out through the room, startling the Titans, as they had been busy admiring their compliments. They stared at her in surprise, startled to see Raven giving such a suggestion.

"I mean... why should we push him out?"

Draco grinned at her, a grin that obviously only she could see. within moments it was faded back to his normal amused glint, fangs hanging out of blood red curled lips. "I couldn't thank you enough, Raven."

"In fact... I'll show him to one of the empty rooms. He can have Terra's."

The others stared at her in surprise until they controlled themselves, pulling their jaws back to thier mouths and nodding.

"Sure..." Robin nodded and looked at the big screen in the center of the room. "Hey... I wonder if anyone's beaten my score yet..." He grinned. With that Cyborg and Beast Boy lunged onto the couch and began to bicker over who would get to play. Robin settled himself next to them with Starfire. Their hands touched and fingers became entwined within each others. Draco watched them, his smile fading, until at last he stood behind them, solemn and steady. Raven was astonished by his beauty. Right there, so still, looking as beautiful as a portrait, the fading light of dawn casting small shadows within his ocks, making his skin glow a deep fiery gold. She was in awe for a moment, struck by memories of sorrow and bliss. Was this truely Malchior? Could such an evil look like this? Yes, she decided. Looks mattered nothing. He was truly the same twisted evil that she had once loved.

Well, not this time.

"Draco..." She motioned to him, her hood hiding the shadow of a smirk that touched her lips. The others wouldn't expect a thing.

For once, Raven was wrong. The others did think something was wrong. Though none spoke, they knew. Raven was upset still. It was funny how minds work. Most times they come up with every possible solution besides the real one. Reflected in their minds were ideas or Raven hopeing to find someone to believe her about Malchior. Fools. Everyone could be a fool at times, even Raven had done so. No one was perfect. As Raven walked down the hall, listening to Draco behind her, she breathed deeply. Her hands were hidden in her cloak, eyes touching the ground before her. Then she waited, waited until they were far enough. The shadow of the hallway soon hid the light coming from the Living room.

She spun around, coming face-to-face with him. He stared at her, silver eyes watching her, the smile on his red lips still curled. "Hello Raven."

"What are you doing here? How did you escape? I locked you away!"

"My, Raven. Have you ever heard of time-travel?"

Raven's eyes widened. "My dream..." Images of a pair of silver eyes staring at her flashed across her mind. She heard a scream, the sound of a man and a woman sobbing, calling out a name. The sound of laughter, horrid laughter, and the bright light of flames. She shut her eyes and breathed deeply. "No. You killed someone. You, you...!"

"Raven what can you do? You're friends don't believe you. You never told them everything anyways. You are hopeless. I have come back, and theres nothing you can do about it. I will get what I want."

Raven was afraid. For one of the few times- she was afraid. The fear coursed through her blood, staining the red liquid black and making her shiver. A silent shive, a shiver that snuck through her body, trembling down her spine and making her quiver. She stepped back.

"If you want to kill me, just do it."

"No..I don't want to kil you Raven." Draco stepped forward, silver eyes glowing fiercely as his hands reached out to touch her shoulders. Raven felt herself frozen, frozen in time and space, seeing only his face loom ever closer, unable to move her body. She felt like nothing more than a rabbit being circled by a fox. "That would be too easy..."

Raven shuddered and fell to the floor with a thud.

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