A/N:- this chapter is a bit darker and has a bit of not so good stuff in, i may change the rating of the story because of it but we'll see with thereviews

Power – Draco's PoV

January-February 1997

Power is a wonderful thing. It only comes in one form…power over people. Yes, first the Slytherins and hopefully, now, the youngest Potter. No, wait, don't they have a younger sister now or something? Ok, the second youngest Potter. I can't wait to see the expression on Harry Potter's face when he discovers my influence of Emma Potter. I don't want to tell him quite yet though, she has to be completely mine. I love winning.

I watched Pansy out of the corner of my eye in the Slytherin Common room as she tried to copy some of my work.

"Do you want anything Parkinson?" I asked her.

"No." She answered. I looked at her sceptically. That tone told me she wanted to know something and she knew I had little patience with her trying to pry.

"If you want to ask something just ask," I told her.

"What's happening with you and the Potter girl? I heard that there's something going on with you two," She asked.

"Like I'd tell you, it'd be all over Slytherin before the hour is through," I snapped at her.

"I haven't told anyone about the plans you made over summer, you know, the ones to get powerful," She said very quietly. Surprising because I didn't know that Pansy Parkinson knew how to be quiet.

"Well, what is happening between me and the Potter girl is part of that, so I'd keep your nose out of it." I said as I started to pack up my work, I had a prefect round to do.

"Can I help at all, you know I can be useful," Pansy said, she wanted in on everything I did. I looked at her for a moment. True, Pansy could weevil out anything out of any girl. I didn't know how she did it, only that she could.

"I do have a job for you actually," I told her, "There are a few things that I want to know, concerning Potter and Black." Pansy's eyes lit up.

"Is it about Rhia Black, you know that all the girls are talking about her at the moment," Pansy told me.

"Yes, I heard something about that too, I want you to find out what it is, use polyjuice potion if you need to, I need to know everything about Potter if I'm going to be more powerful then him," I said.

"But you are more powerful then him," Pansy said. She followed me to my dorm room where I dumped my things and picked up my scarf and cloak. The castle had suddenly been struck by a cold wave that made the castle colder then if had been before Christmas!

"At the moment I'm not, he beat the Dark Lord, Parkinson, use your head!" I said. We made our way out of the common room to the dungeons outside.

"But surely you are more powerful, you know better spells then he does, what does he know how to do? Protect himself?" Pansy spat.

"He defeat the Dark Lord somehow without uttering a curse because Potter isn't like that. He doesn't do curses."

"How do you know?"

"People like him are predictable like that, you know, hero of the good, the light at the end of the tunnel, if they use a dark curse they get tempted and then they can't be a hero of the good." I told her. Pansy looked at me confused.

"But I'm sure he's used an unforgivable curse before," She said.

"Who hasn't Parkinson?" She looked at me slightly annoyed.

"Fine! You're not as powerful as Potter, what are you planning to do about it? Find out how he killed the Dark Lord?" She asked. I smirked at her.

"Of course. You're finally learning to use your head Parkinson." I said mockingly.

"And how are you planning on doing that?" She demanded.

"You wanted to know why I wanted Potter's sister. Hasn't it occurred to you that she knows more about him then both of us and Potter is highly protective over her. Get her, you get some of his power and he has to do what you say or risk getting his sister hurt, and I happen to KNOW that Potter doesn't like his sister getting hurt."

I sailed high over the stadium looking for the snitch. Potter was a little way off from me but he was glaring at me. I smirked and turned to look for the snitch again. He knew I'd done something to his sister, only thing is that he doesn't know and I do. His sister is sweet, very sweet and the best thing is I can do what I want to her and she won't tell a soul. I know my plan is slightly flawed, there are the Black twins who had some strange psychic thing going on and April Black, the woman who put my father in prison. When I have the power to become great they will be the first to pay, not that I'm not grateful my father's been put away but its just a matter of principle really.

The air was freezing, at my height the wind was biting into my skin and it looked as though it was going to rain. I looked down at my team. There was a tie at the moment, which bothered the hell out of me, Slytherin had to win! I was going to win that cup in my final year! I flew off a little bit when I felt something hit my left arm. I gave a small shout of pain and turned to see a bludger flying away from me. Crabbe flew up and pelted it away. I turned to look at my arm, which didn't seem too bad. I stretched it out and though it was painful and stiff it wasn't broken. Stupid Gryffindor beater. I turned to look at Potter who was smiling slightly, his attention was suddenly taken away from me within a few minutes. I'd seen it too, that little gold fleck, the snitch! We both turned our brooms at the same time and flew after the snitch. I saw it get closer and closer as I urged my broom on. I was very aware of the fact that Potter's broom was superior to mine but I had to beat him. I flew into the side of him as I tried to get in line with the snitch.

"Watch it!" Potter snapped at me.

"Why don't you watch it Potter!" I snapped back. I tried to get my broom to go faster but I saw his broom inching faster and faster. "No!" I hissed. Our fingertips were nearly at the snitch now. The wind was roaring in my ears, my heart pounding harder then usual then it was over. I turned on my broom to see Potter holding his arm up victoriously. NO! That was impossible! I flew to the ground and landed roughly on the ground. Just as if the weather felt my anger the heavens opened up and rain poured onto the earth. I just glared at Potter, I couldn't believe him! I scanned the Gryffindor stands to look for a certain red head that I'd need to talk to later. I spotted her screaming with joy next to the Black boy and his girlfriend. I turned and marched into the changing rooms.

"Hey, Draco!" Called Crabbe as he fumbled in after me.

"Fuck off Crabbe." I snapped. Crabbe stopped then, I really wasn't in the mood. Harry Potter had just dealt me a blow, again, and he wasn't going to get away with it. He wasn't going to pay for it, I couldn't get close enough to him, but his sister. Her insecurities from last year had proven true. She was much less protected then Harry Potter. Even her best friend looks out for Potter more then she does Emma. I changed quickly and hung around in the corridor outside the Ravenclaw changing room. Everyone in the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw stands had to pass though this corridor just to get out. People started flooding out of the stands. No one gave me a second look as they talked about the match. I saw Emma walking down on her own, she looked happy, I would soon put an end to that. As she passed I grabbed her arm and swung her in through the door and into the changing room smoothly in one move. I locked the door magically and pressed my hand over her mouth. Emma looked at me in fear, I could see it in her eyes. I put a finger to my mouth to indicate silence. Emma tried to struggle away but a fist soon put a stop to that as she hit the wall and fell to the floor slightly dazed.

"I don't want to hurt you Emma," I said to her quietly.

"Liar." She hissed back.

"Ok, I don't want to hurt you much," I said. A smile was playing on my lips. She touched her bleeding lip and glared at me. I could still see the fear in her eyes, she knew what I was going to do to her but at the moment she was more angry then scared, and so she should be too. She reached for her wand but I slapped it out of her hands before she could get a proper grip on it. I grabbed on of her wrists and pinned it to the wall.

"Remember, don't make a noise." I said with a smile. Emma tried to hit me with her free hand but I managed to catch it before it hit me. That joined her other hand and I held her there with just one hand. Now the anger melted away and Emma tried to struggle again. She was about to scream when I silenced her. Knowing it was hopeless now she just stayed quiet and tried to push herself away, no such luck.

I smiled to myself as I walked over the dark grounds of Hogwarts to the castle. I'd left Emma in the changing rooms, she'd come out when she wanted to. I walked in through the main doors and just caught a glance of Rhia Black disappearing down a corridor that led to the dungeons. Ooo, what's she doing going down there. I followed in that direction and stopped when I got to a corner. I could hear her laughing and then Potter's voice.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" He asked, he sounded happy. I peered around the corner briefly and saw Rhia Black between Harry Potter and the wall. They were in the middle of a quick kiss. Urge, Gryffindors in Love and not just any Gryffindors, Potter and Black

"I know I should be upset about this…well not upset as such but not quite as happy as I am at the moment but…" There was a pause.

"But what?" Potter asked.

"Harry, I think I'm pregnant." My eyebrows shot up. Rhia Black, pregnant? That would make a very good piece of bribery. It could ruin two people I hated with one stone. If their parents found out then they'd both be murdered, everyone knew about Sirius Black's determination to keep the two apart. Obviously it hadn't worked! And what was Potter going to say to this? There was some silence. "Harry say something." Yes, Harry, say something.

"How…how?" He asked.

"You must be joking right? How did I get pregnant? Harry, you know how I could get pregnant!" Potter is as dumb as he looks! How do you get a girl pregnant? Sheesh! Even I know that!

"No, that isn't what I meant to say, what I mean is how long? When? Rhia, tell me you're joking right? You're not supposed to have Andrea until you're nineteen." Who's Andrea?

"I know, that's what I thought as well," Black said, "And I think it was over Christmas, we weren't exactly that careful at Christmas." She said.

"But there's a chance you're not right?" He asked hopefully.

"I haven't had a period for nearly two months now Harry."

"That doesn't mean anything." Potter said forcefully. I'd heard all that I wanted to know. I made my way back down the corridor and took a different route to the Slytherin common room. This was just too good to be true, Rhia Black pregnant and she hadn't even taken her OWLs yet. What I wanted to know was who is Andrea? Their child? How would they know about their own children? I thought through this as I made my way back. I thought I knew where I was going until I walked into Harry Potter.

"Malfoy!" He sneered.

"What the-" I turned to look around confused, "How…never mind, what are you doing down here Potter?" I asked. I saw Black pressing herself against Potter.

"What did you hear?" She asked.

"What makes you think I was spying on you?" I asked her. "I've got better things to do with my time then spy on you."

"What? Like curse your little Slytherin friends?" Potter asked. I smirked.

"No," I said, I followed it with a small laugh as I thought of what I really was doing instead of spying on Potter.

"What's so funny?" Black asked.

"Ask your sister," I said to Potter. I expected the next thing that came but I didn't fight it as Harry's fist hit me square in the jaw. I stumbled back as Potter clenched his fists.

"What have you done to her?" He snarled.

"Nothing, honest." I said holding my hands up.

"Nothing you do is honest Malfoy," He said.

"True, now I'm going back to my common room, I'll be seeing you around Potter." I turned to Black. "Good night Rhia Black." I said. I pointedly looked at her stomach. Black suddenly realised that I knew and turned to Harry. He hadn't figured it out yet. I turned and went back to the common room. This was going to be absolutely brilliant. I rubbed my chin as it started to throb with pain from where Potter had hit me.

"Draco, where have you been?" Pansy asked me.

"No where." I said, "Parkinson, get me some parchment and the address for the Prophet." I said with a grin on my face. Potter was going down.

As I said, there's only one type of power, power over people. And I'm about to get power over the wonderful Harry Potter!

A/N:- this chapter was great fun to write. I just wrote the whole of it last night instead of getting ready for a SU thingy. I also managed to write half of HArry's chapter. I think the last chapter kinda swung things so that basically i have to start the ending, if that makes sense. I don't know how long until the end but things are deffinitely heading that way now. I like this chapter cause i haven't written anything remotely dark in a while. Next chapter is fun too, harry and Rhia get into a bit of doggy poo.