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A/N Second Chapter! Oh Yeah, I'm getting somewhere! Hope you liked the first chapter, and I swear it gets better as you go. So, read, enjoy, and REVIEW!

Harry was quite a flyer. There was no denying, not that Malfoy would ever admit it, but he sighed in longing as he watched Potter swirling and spinning through the sky, laughing out loud with pure joy.

"Hey Potter! Quit dancing! Let's race!" Harry's face lit up, and he came down to Draco's side.

"Where to Malfoy?" Potter was smiling to light up the world.

"Hogwarts! Where else?"

"You're on." And they were off, flying as fast as their brooms would carry them, naturally, Potter was winning, what with his Firebolt, and superior flying skills. If he did say so himself, Malfoy wasn't doing to terrible.

The two were having such a good time, racing and taunting each other, that when they sped over top of Hogwarts, neither of them noticed.

"Uh, Malfoy, shall we turn around? We sort of flew over it…" Malfoy nodded, circleing around and heading back towards the castle. Potter followed, shutting his eyes, hair flutting in the wind.

"I love flying…" Potter murmmered, "Just love it…" You're damn good at it too.. Malfoy thought grudgingly.

Racing on a broomstick was the greatest thing that could have happened to harry, after having been stuck at the dursley's all summer. Malfoy was a fair flyer, so Harry had had fun. When he and Malfoy landed at the front of Hogwarts, they were faced with a slight problem.

"It's locked," Malfoy said, pulling on the doors to the school, "We'll have to magic it open." Harry considered it.

"What if the ministry catches us?" Harry asked, worried. Malfoy smirked.

"The misistry wouldn't catch us if we turned ourselves it! They're a bit preoccupied with the dark lord right now. I just told you you'd get caught so you'd do what I wanted," Malfoy smiled mischiviously.

"Why you little…" Harry trailed off. Malfoy smirked again.

"Think you can get through whatever spells are on the door?"

Harry took that as a challenge. "Of course I can." Harry took out his wand,

"Alohamora, Impedidenta, Reducto, Alohamora, Alohamora," A steady stream of sparks flew out of Harry's wand, but they all bounced off.

"Sure, Potter. Real nice there." Harry shot him a look, then turned back to the double doors.

"Watch this, Malfoy." Harry squared up, aimed his wand straight at the door, "IMPEDALAMORA!" Harry yelled, cuasing the doors to glow blue, then promptly fall off their hinges. Malfoy's eyes were wide, and harry practicly laughed at his reaction to Harry's invented spell.

"Hadn't had a chance to test that spell yet, but I'd say it worked fairly well," Harry said smugly.

"You invented a spell?" Malfoy said in complete disbelief. Potter wasn't smart enough to invent his own spell.

"Yep. I invented it, and I'm very pleased that it worked, I wasn't really expecting that," Harry said, looking more than a little dazed, now that the fact that he had invented a working spell had set in.

"Well, let's go inside," Harry said, shaking off his amazment. The two of then entered the school, and looked around. Somehhow it looked different in the summer, almost erie. Even though all the lights remained on, a sense of foreboding hung in the air.

"Why does it feel like we shouldn't be here?" Draco asked nervously.

"Probably because we shouldn't. I'll bet you anything that some creature of Hagrid's is guarding the way to Dumbledore's office," Harry answered, equally nervous.

"What makes you think that?" Draco asked.

"What makes me think that? Malfoy, look ahead of us!" Harry was practicly screaming by this point, and Draco was about to wonder why when he turned his head and looked down the entrance hall.

Lovley. It was about 250 feet tall, bright red, looked about ready to start breathing fire, and was glaring murderously down it's snout and Harry and Draco.

A/N I know it's short, but I wanted to get the element of suspense in there, and you do know what creature is about to kill Harry and Malfoy? Don't you? So read on, read on…