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Life of lives,
Beginning to the end.
We are alive
Forever.

--Enya

Chapter Eight

It was slinking away from the deserted hallway with a feral grin. Immensley amused with himself as well, his master would so pleased.

Dumbledore had been a fool to intrust the Potter boy with the muggles. Muggles were so…malleable at least for what they needed of course.

It had been just too easy 'convincing' them to make the boy's life absolute hell; it had been almost as good as having Death Eaters doing all the work. But of course that's was use of the muggles.

Now, the so called "Light Spy" was getting their target ready for the last blow. All that was needed was their master to return and finish the job.

The wizarding world would be theirs for the taking and not just Voldemort but the shadows.

They would finally the world so long deprived by the light.

Hogwarts

'I am a damned soul.' Harry thought to himself. Love is nought a place in this time nor for me especially.

Lyr…

Mithras…

Chimmeri

The words echoed in his mind like a haunted chant without end in a rhythmic melody.

He was returning to the Tower. The lair of the lions, of all the ridiculous names for a House, little did they know the truth behind their noble origin.

The darkness that surrounded the hallways was cast upon shadows of the luminous moon, a full and obscure orb that tormented werewolves yet inspired nothing of the sort in Harry.

Whence he started his mechanical process toward the dungeons, his thoughts carried him to another realm, of the secrets and lies that he had painfully discovered.

The shadows formed freakish shapes and in themselves seemed to lurk along the path alongside him. Whither he noticed, the reader shall see that it is duly unoted.

The silence once perturbed did not either alert his senses to his surroundings. As the waking dreamer creeps in his sleep oblivious to the world without his phantasmic reality.

Quite suddenly a warm wall knocked him down to reality. His eyes at once unfocused narrowed toward the pale face that stared at him intently. The glistening eyes questioning and slight surprise at the appearance of another in the dusk of night.

Harry is unnerved to have the prince of Slytherin staring at him without question, he was irritated that he had been too blind to see the shadows of his wake. Nevertheless it was as if the Silver Dragon stalked his every step.

"Has anyone explained to you the meaning of the noun: Stalker?" asked Harry sarcastically, as he stood once more facing the ghostly figure.

" The moon is full tonight Potter, is it not beautiful to behold?" he asked in response. Harry was perturbed at the strange outtake of his question. Nevertheless, the boy before him appeared to be the same arrogant blond he had seen before.

However, this is a crude description, for Harry, it must be annotated, would not admit the queer quality in his companion's appearance, and ethereal, elfish quality had betoken him. The pale drawn of lunar light seemed to be about him in his person. His eyes contained a stark, empty expression as if focused on something beyond the understanding of the normal world.

A strange impulse seemed to in want of possessing Harry. As he mentioned, he was indeed a damned boy. Yet, this newly acquired bias of his companion placed him in weariness at another query in his life- yet again.

"Draco, why are you here?" he asked slowly. Draco stared at Harry for a moment, in which a plethora of emotions flitted across it. Before, as if awakened from a dream or a trance, he smiled and wordlessly turned around and walked towards the dungeons.

Harry stood in the hallway staring at the figure stepping away. A perplexity that was unprecedented had just placed itself in front of him.

'What could Malfoy be playing at?' he pondered to himself. Indeed, disregarding the soft tingling aftereffects of seeing the boy. He would not venture in a lost-man's land, it was far too early for such a take in the quest.

The darkness grew further and the moon simply stared upon the empty hallway, as Harry stepped forward to the Common room entrance. The thoughts twirling in his head waiting for the somber silence of an enclosed room and the welcome solitude.

Though he seemed to have been released from Insanity's bosom, it seemed that Reality had but more disturbing plans for him, and Fate had no objection whatsoever.

The night was obscure and light

As the children slept and toiled on foolish worldly things, the ethereal child of the gods once more pondered on the lock of the truth, the grand revelation was at hand.

"Soon so soon the Chimmeri shall return upon us once more."murmered Harry in his sleep unconscious of his mumbled phrases.

The stars were smiling brightly

A mischievous sight was at hand

For the folly of all.

End of CHP

A/N: Yes, long time no UPDATE, alas, school has started and I'm being bombarded by literary junk and other unhealthy academic information. I fear Hermione is too much of an influence.

Anyways: yes, I know this was rather vague, no harry is not insane neither is Draco. There is a reason and point to all of this (AKA I have a plan in store for our beloved characters). Some words there are very important. All I shall say is that , Draco is not all human (no not a veela or elf) as neither is Harry, which I think I inferred in earlier chapters.

>>>Note: at some point, I will go back and revise previous chapters, just a few details that will be sorted out to go w/ the plot. Yea. To the writing evolution. If anyone has any suggestions or wants to beta previous chapters just leave your remarks in your review. I deeply appreciate any advice or help given or not given.

The Next chapter will have more revelations about harry, a bit of evil conflict and mayhaps some Voldemort.

----Otherwise: ER& R. "enjoy reading and review" and please add any questions or criticism; whatever you wish in the reviews.