Just so you know there is a little swearing in this chapter. It only happens the once but I thought I'd warn you anyway. Just in case it offends anyone.

Chapter ten.

"I'm sorry to ask. But I have to,how did you lose your sight?"

"Well uh, I was experimenting with a new potion and it kinda backfired. I was too ashamed to go to Satin Mungo's. Plus the ingredients I was using weren't exactly legal. By the time I came round it was probably too late to repair the damage anyway."

"Oh I could probably help. I meanI have my Healer's certificate. And no one need know."

"You really think you could make a difference?"

"Well it wouldn't hurt to try now would it?"

"I suppose"

"Ok. Restorato."

Draco held his breath. Could it actually work? Would he be able to see again? He blinked. Nothing.

"It hasn't worked."

"Oh. Oh I'm sorry Daniel."

"It's ok. At least you tried. Thank you for that."

"It's no problem, really it was nothing. Look I really should get back. Harry will worry."

"Yes thanks againLuna, goodbye."

His heart was somewhere between his legs. For a moment he'd been hopeful. For a moment he'd thought he'd be able to see again. He'd forgotten that hope was only for fools. He prided himself on not being a fool.

He slumped down on the sofa. A fresh wave of despair washed over him. Why had he bothered? He wanted to end it all now. His last chance had been snatched from him.

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Pain flashed through his head, he sat up bolt straight. His head was throbbing, pounding, he clutched at it vainly. He felt like his head was about to explode. He leant forward and vomited. The pain was unbearable, he passed out.

"Hello? Daniel? Daniel! Oh my god! Daniel wake up!"

He groaned. The pain was still there, but it was less now, numbed slightly.

"Oh are you ok? You look terrible. What happened?"

"What? You. I can, who are you?"

"Daniel it's me. Annie."

"You're Annie?"

"Yes, of course. Wait can you? You can see me, can't you? Oh Daniel it's a miracle!"

She reached to hug him. Overjoyed at what she was witnessing.

"I can't believe it."

"Get off me you filth." he said pushing her away.

"Daniel what's wrong?"

He got up and paced the room. He could see. It had worked. The half-wit's spell had worked.

"Daniel, really you're worrying me. What's wrong? Please Daniel, what's happened?"

"My name's not Daniel!" he shouted. "My name is Draco. Draco Malfoy."

"Daniel, you're scaring me now. Please."

He ignored her. He needed his wand. But where had he put it? He over turned the pieces of the broken coffee table in frustration. Where was it?

"Daniel please!"

He hit her, and somehow it calmed him. There was his wand, on the floor in front of him. He laughed. Perfect. She was clutching her face, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"What'd happened to you? You were so…nice."

"Nice? I was never nice you stupid bitch. And now you'll get what's coming to you. Filthy muggle. Avada Kedavra."

She slumped to the floor and his breathing steadied. He'd done it. Killed again. It had been so long, he'd missed it. The rush of power as your enemies heart stopped. He could hear his own blood pumping in his ears. It was glorious.

There was no time to waste. He grabbed his cloak, it had hung by the door all this time, and barged out into the twilight. He had to find Potter and kill him. Now. His time had come.

He raced through the trees, snapping branches out of his way. He wasn't sure that he was going in the right direction. He stopped, and listened. He could hear the soft lapping of water in the breeze. Turning right he charged onwards.

The trees cleared and he was bathed in moonlight. Potter's house stood in front of him. The muggle had not been completely truthful, the place was huge. He rounded the lake and headed for the front door. He could hear laughing and his anger raged inside of him.

Time for revenge.

God these chapters are short. Well theres one left, it'll be longer and then bang we're done my friend!