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Linker27: oo... long. it makes up 10x over for the brief break, in my mind. i like long chapters. but there is a down-side as well. glances at my half-finished spanish homework.
heehee. i wonder what will happen when they wake up. hahaha. i like how you've kept in character well, while slowly changing characters. it's best that way. realistic changes, so you can do whatever you want!
i really should get back to work, so til next! -linker27

Lol. I'm glad you liked this chapter. It's definitely one of my better ones.

mis-HD:I did like this chapter and it was long, which this reviewer likes BTW. Boys are stubborn little things! They both want to be nice but they both won't do it. Yeah, that always works best. I can't wait to see what you write for when they wake up in each others arms. That one should be good. Oh, how I can't wait!
Oh and ohing and ahing aren't necessary, I'm here to praise your work.

Glad you liked it . Eh. I agree about boys being stubborn. Especially 8th grade ones. I know. I'm sharing a grade with them -.-. Lol.
Jujube15: Nice to see your still living. Had us worring there for a while. jk. -

Yep! I'm still alive, and I'm about halfway through Chapter 11 as of right now.

Beth5572: I would love to see want you write next.
Thank you,
Terri

I hope you will like my next chapter! Can I ask you a question… how come your nickname is Beth5572 if your name is Terri? Just wondering. ;;

OneWhoSitsWithTheTurtles: It was well worth the wait! And i'm glad your writing again! I love long chapters when they come out but even short ones i love so dont feel obligated to make them really long. I liked how Harry was nice to Draco and then when Draco 'cooed' Harry back to sleep. it was so sweet! lol. But I'm worried about the Slytherins. Could Draco get resorted? or will he have to tough it out in the 'snake-pit' ? Please update ASAP! its soo good! D

Thank you! No, Draco can not be resorted, sad as it is. I am working on Chapter 11 and it is coming along well, so you should get the next chapter shortly.

DestinyEntwinements: heheehee...Im just too lazy to log in that and my computers being superduper slow! heeheehee cant wait until the next chapter! heeheehee when they wake up in bed together!O.o

I can't wait either! Well, actually, this is the next chapter!

Chapter Eleven - The First Slytherin Revenge

Harry was having an odd dream. It had started out with him reliving his torturous time in the dungeons. Lucius had just positioned himself at Harry's entrance again when all of a sudden the dream changed. Harry was floating on thick white bubbles down a clear stream with the angel laying next to him. He could see that the angel was a boy that closely resembled Malfoy, but he couldn't see him closely enough to tell if it was Malfoy because the spray from the water was blocking his view.

Back in the room, the sun was starting to rise. Draco had always been an extremely light sleeper and woke early. He was slightly surprised to find himself in Harry's bed with his arms still around Harry and his face buried in Harry's neck. Then he remembered the events of the night before and groaned. 'Why did I comfort Potter? I must be losing it. I've been cooped up with Gryffindors too long,' he thought. But he didn't remove himself from his position.

He knew he'd have to move soon before Harry woke up or someone walked in. He wanted to stay there but good sense won out and he tried to detach himself from Harry without waking him.

In Harry's dream, the angel suddenly disappeared. Harry started to sink. He began to thrash, but the current was getting faster and the water was pulling him under. He was drowning…

Draco froze as Harry started to move, hoping against hope that Harry had not woken up. He saw after a few moments that Harry was still asleep, he was just thrashing around in bed. Draco was now sitting up next to Harry in bed. Draco took hold of Harry and once again tried to rouse him by shaking him. Oddly enough, it worked this time. Harry bolted up in bed, almost knocking Draco off in the process. Harry was panting as though he were completely out of breath. He was also babbling nonsense.

"Angel…gone….where?…drown," he said, before he seemed to realize where he was. He stopped panting and mumbling and looked at Draco as though only just realizing he was on his bed.

Draco started to panic. 'Oh no, what am I going to do? How do I explain this? Oh shit! I'm caught. He's going to kill me!"

Harry brought Draco out of his furious thinking by asking him, "What are you doing in my bed?" Surprisingly for Draco, Harry actually seemed to be dreading the answer. He looked more scared than angry.

In fact, Draco being in Harry's bed almost completely confirmed Harry's suspicion that Draco was the Angel. Draco flushed and looked down at his hands which were in his lap, twisting around each other.

"Well…um…you were having a nightmare. I tried to wake you up but I couldn't get you up and you started to scream. So I…what were you dreaming about anyway?" Draco asked.

Harry half-heartedly glared at Draco. "Don't try to change the subject, Malfoy."

Draco wanted to lie. He wanted to make something up, but there was no way to weasel out of this one. "I couldn't get you to calm down so I laid down next to you and…held you so you'd go back to sleep," Draco admitted, his face flushed.

"Why?" Harry asked. He couldn't imagine why Draco would want to comfort him of all people.

"Well I couldn't possibly sleep through all that noise you were making, could I? Besides, it's not like you're the only one who knows what it's like to have a nightmare, Potter." Draco had experienced several nightmares, especially after his punishment sessions with Lucius, and they were far from pleasant.

Harry looked at Draco, who was still fiddling with his hands but now had his face turned so that Harry was looking at his profile. Harry was once more struck by the beauty of Draco and how much he looked like the angel. He was now nearly certain that Malfoy was his Angel.

"Thank you," Harry said softly to Draco.

Malfoy looked back at his hands. "Yeah, well we better get ready for school. The others will be up soon," Draco said, getting off Harry's bed and grabbing some clothes, leaving to shower.

'Why can't he act like that all the time?' Harry thought. He got off his bed and proceeded to dress in his baggy muggle clothes.

Eventually, everyone got ready and they were now boarding the Hogwarts Express. Draco had slipped onto the train while Mrs. Weasley was smothering the rest of this, much to his pleasure. He found an empty compartment and stashed his things into the luggage rack and left to go to the prefects meeting. He didn't feel like staying in the prefects compartment and was planning on blowing off his prefects duties for the train ride to Hogwarts.

As he was walking towards the prefects compartment, he passed Harry and the others, who were busy trying to fit everybody and their things into one compartment. He passed them quickly and soon heard two sets of footsteps behind him. 'The Mudblood and Weasel, no doubt.' he thought. He quickened his pace and got there quite a bit ahead of them and shut the door behind him with a little more force than was perhaps necessary.

After the prefects meeting had ended, Draco made his way back to his compartment. He heard a compartment door slam behind him and several pairs of feet seemingly following him. He quickened his pace slightly, hoping that it wasn't the Death Eater children behind him. 'In two years time they'll all be branded with the Dark Mark. Maybe sooner. That's when I'll really have to worry.'

Of course, it had to be the Slytherins behind him. Zabini stepped out in front of him and the rest of the Death Eater Slytherins circled around him. "Hello Malfoy. So glad you could join us," Parkinson said.

"What do you want?" Draco asked menacingly.

"Tut, tut. That's no way to behave, Draco," Parkinson responded. "We'll have to teach you a lesson, so you won't forget your manners around us again."

Within a split second, two sets of hands, which he recognized as Crabbe and Goyle's, were around his arms. He struggled in vain as they threw him roughly into the compartment they had come out of. Nott, Zabini, and Parkinson followed and locked the door behind them. Draco tried to figure out a means of escaping, but there were none. He tried to stand up but his former bodyguards held him down. There was nothing he could do to prevent what he knew was coming next. He closed his eyes tightly preparing himself for the worst.

They started with the simple things, such as physically beating and taunting him until he was bleeding both outwardly and internally. He was nearly unconscious by the time they started with the Cruciatus Curse. He passed out almost immediately after it started, seeing as how his body was already so weak. Of course, the Slytherins magically revived him and used it again. They repeated this several times, although Draco didn't know how many times. Eventually, they stopped and seemed to be done abusing Draco for the time being. Under Nott's instruction, Goyle and Crabbe carried Draco's unconscious form by the neck of his shirt, intentionally cutting off Draco's air supply.

They took Draco to the only empty compartment, which was the one Draco had claimed in the first pace. Surprisingly, no one had sat there. Crabbe hoisted his body onto the luggage rack and Parkinson locked the door magically. The Slytherins then returned to their own compartment to plan ways to really hurt Draco.

Back in Harry's compartment, he was cramped. Ginny, Neville, Luna, Ron and Hermione were stuffed into one compartment. To say the least, it was not a very comfortable situation to be in. It wouldn't be so bad, except that Hermione and Ron took up one whole side of the compartment to themselves, snogging. He decided to take his leave because there was a very noticeable lag in conversation where the only sounds were Hermione and Ron's sloppy kisses.

"I'll be back," Harry said, standing up and making his way through the door.

He walked down the train corridor, glancing to see if any compartments had been left empty, not having much hope of it. He was quite surprised actually when he found one at the end of the train. He found it odd though, that someone had locked the compartment door. He had to use a more powerful unlocking spell than "Alohomora" to open it, and when he got it opened, he found something that was not at all to his pleasure.

Harry gently lifted Draco's body off of the luggage rack and sat him down on the compartment seat. "Damn it! I shouldn't have let you go off alone with the Slytherins out there," he mumbled to himself. He decided to wake Draco from his state. This wasn't, perhaps, a wise decision. "Enervate," he said, pointing his wand at Draco. Draco's eyes snapped open and he immediately curled into the fetal position at the back of the compartment, trembling terribly.

"Malfoy? Malfoy, are you alright?" he asked tentatively. Draco's only response was to whimper and tremble more violently.

Harry was growing increasingly alarmed. "Draco, clam down. Please. I'm not going to hurt you." Draco didn't stop trembling but he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Harry.

"Help me…please," he said softly, as though he were exerting a great amount of energy by talking.

Immediately after saying this, Draco passed out again. Harry didn't know what to do. 'I need to get help. Hermione could help me. But I can't leave Malfoy here. The Slytherins could come back.' He was trying to decide whether or not to carry Malfoy to Hermione when Ginny arrived at the compartment door.

She gasped loudly when she saw Draco. "What happened?" she asked, gaping at his bloody form.

"The Slytherins apparently aren't too happy with his saving my life," Harry replied.

Ginny knelt down next to Harry. "Here. Stand back. I learned some spells last year that can tie him over until we get to Hogwarts." She then used four or five spells. When she was finished, the only visible change was that he had stopped bleeding outwardly and there was no more blood on his body. "That will help a little," Ginny said. "Do you want me to stay with you until we get there? In case something happens I can go get help."

"Yeah. Thanks Ginny." He sat on the floor with one arm holding Draco's body in place so Draco wouldn't fall off the bench. Harry looked at Draco's unconscious form and he was struck once again by Draco's beauty. He was beautiful, even through the cuts and bruises that marred his face. 'It's a shame Malfoy can't always be nice,' he thought. But the fact of the matter was that Draco constantly treated Harry and his friends horribly, which meant they could probably never have a relationship. 'It's probably for the best though. Even if he was nice, being in a relationship with Malfoy would just complicate his own position with the Death Eaters further.'

It wasn't long before the train pulled into Hogsmeade, and Harry and Ginny had to carry Draco into a carriage under Harry's invisibility cloak. After all, they didn't think the whole school needed to know about Draco's mishap with the Slytherins. Someone, the managed it, and got him carefully from the carriage into the castle. They carried him straight to Madame Pompfrey, who gasped when they took off the invisibility cloak.

"What happened to him? Was he attacked?" she asked concernedly, while busily making up a bed for him.

"We don't know exactly who attacked him. I found him on the luggage rack in one of the train compartments. I think other Slytherins did it," Harry told her.

Madame Pompfrey looked skeptical about his but chose not to say anything. She laid Draco on the bed and quickly ushered them out of the room. "Hurry up then. I have to attend to my patient!" she said, as though they had been being disruptive.

"I'll never understand that woman," Ginny said, shaking her head.

Harry laughed slightly and they headed back to the Great Hall for the feast. Harry sat down across from Hermione and Ron. He listened dully as the first years were getting Sorted, and then ate very little. In fact his meal only consisted of a glass of milk and one piece of broccoli. It seemed Ron and Hermione noticed.

"What's wrong Harry? You've barely touched your food," Hermione commented.

"I'm just tired. It's been a long week," he said, yawning convincingly.

"Okay, if you're sure. Make sure you eat plenty tomorrow morning though," Hermione told him.

Harry smiled slightly. He was tired and worried about Draco. After the feast, he went to his dorm and almost immediately fell asleep.

END OF CHAPTER 11!

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