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"That's just perfect then," Draco said angrily, "I will not allow you to speak to her then."

"You can't do that, it simply wont work because I'm not going to just stop speaking with her!" Sango protested.

"Oh yeah?" Draco smirked slyly, "KISSANTARIOMIST!"

The spell hit Sango right in the chest, which pushed him over to the ground. He soon caught his breath and stood up once again looking at Draco furiously.

"Ah, now, do you know what that spell does?" Draco asked, "No, of course you don't."

"It didn't affect me obviously, it just pushed me over you bleeding bastard!" Sango replied with hate in his eyes for Draco.

"I made that spell up myself, it is to prevent you from speaking to the person I don't want you to speak to. So, you can look at her, you can smile at her, hell, you can do anything… except talk." Draco said slyly. "You don't believe me?" Draco said sharply looking in his eyes, "You'll see then."

She felt pity for herself, when she knew it was wrong. Draca sat there on one of the stone benches, looking down at the green grass she wondered. If I would have never had Tom around, I simply would have took my life by now. I owe him so much, being there for me when my mother was too busy and my father never seemed to care. I wish he would come again, so I could just speak with him. I'm probably never going to get to touch Sango again, either.

Draca sighed deeply at that thought. Why in the bleeding hell did I have to kiss him twice, when I ended the kiss the first time I should have never have gone in for more!

"You can't be so hard on yourself, you weren't the only one wanting more." A voice that made her insides crumble came in front of her.

She kept her head down but smiled, "And why not so? It's true," She disagreed with him but then smiled.

"You know that I wouldn't have kissed you back if I didn't want to, kitten." Sango said sweetly and she looked up to find him before her.

"Sango," She replied with a smile, looking down again, "I love you."

"You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say those words, Draca." Sango replied, yet, it didn't sound the way he normally said things.

Draca looked up and didn't see Sango instead Tom was there.

Draca gasped as she clutched her heart, "Bloody hell, you scared me!"

"I'm sorry," He said, his eyes glimmering in the dusk light.

"Tom," She said, "Was it you the whole time?"

He gave a small chuckle, "Yes, who did you think it was? I love you too, Draca."

"Huh?" She asked confused.

"I've always loved you, since the moment I saw you I fell in love with you. Draca, I need you to finish that potion so I can finally touch you and be around you, always." Tom replied, and this came to a shock for Draca.

"Be with me, but Tom…"

"No more for now, finish getting your things and then meet me down in the common room tonight ready for the potion."

Just like that he was gone, she looked around and noticed someone walking towards her with a small bag.

"Here you go Draca, I hope that this is all you needed." Viktor said sweetly, handing over the bag.

Draca looked inside, there was a clear tube with a couple of blonde hair, another small tube of blood labeled 'Viktor's Blood', last another tube that was full of blood labeled 'Aunt Dabie'.

"Viktor, thank you so much… umm, who's Aunt Dabie?" Draca asked kindly.

"She's my Aunt… I hate her." Viktor said plainly and then gave her a small smile as he walked away.

Draca closed the bag and ran down the corridors and then to a room. She opened it and then closed it swiftly. It was her mothers room, she walked into the bathroom and went into the shower. Disgusted she found a small patch of hair in the drain, she pulled it out and placed it in a baggy and zipped it up. Then she put that baggy in the bigger bag and closed that.

She swiftly walked out of her room and over to her fathers, sure he had had a headache after today and would have retired early. She was lucky, and she soon found out why. Her father was lying on his bed fast asleep. She walked over to him and took out her wand, she held up a bag to his mouth and whispered "Chipcanturas." His mouth popped open and a little tooth chip no bigger than a pinkie toe rolled out and went straight into the bag.

She left her fathers room and closed up the baggy and then placed it in the bigger bag as well.

Last she walked down more corridors, boys eyeing her as she passed, as always. She finally reached the final door where she needed to go, and of course she knocked.

The door opened and looking at her with a small smile was Sango. He automatically let her in and shut the door after her.

"Let me explain, I'm sorry that my parents rushed in on us. I can understand if you want to stop seeing me, if fact, you can all stop talking to me if you want to and… oh say something!" Draca said sweetly.

Yet, he just stood there, he couldn't speak.

A few moments passed and not a word, Draca sighed, "Alright, I understand… you hate me."

Sango shook his head in disagreement and pulled her to him yet she pulled away.

"Please, I need a few drops of your blood. It's a project I'm working on, that's why I came by. I needed blood from a lover, and if you want to, if you still want to be my lover, then you'll give me a few drops of your blood." She told him, praying if he wasn't going to talk then he would at least show that he still loved her.

He took out his pocket knife and went into his bathroom. A few minutes later he came out with a small vile filled half with his blood.

He handed it to her, "Thanks," She said sweetly.

He just looked at her, his eyes filled with love yet pain.

"What's wrong?" She asked him.

His door opened and in walked someone she had never seen before. It seemed though that Sango knew him, "Severus."

"What, you can speak to him?" Draca asked looking furious.

"Come Draca, Tom wants to see you now. Did you get all of the ingredients that you needed?" This tall man by the name of Severus asked her.

His black eyes shot into hers, making her back away from him a bit. "Umm, how do you know…"

"Come on girl, do you have them?" Yet, she still looked at Sango with confused eyes.

"For the mother of… AVEDA KEDAVRA!" Severus spoke swiftly. A few seconds later Draca saw Sango drop to the floor… dead.

Tears swelled in her eyes and she was about to scream when Severus grabbed her and held her mouth tightly.

He pulled her from his room and shut the door. Then she felt herself let go, and soon she saw only black… pitch black.

Draca slowly opened her eyes, feeling dizzy she remembered what had happened and sat up quickly. She looked around and saw herself to be in surrounded by tall trees, and clearly night had taken its toll.

She looked around as tears gathered in her eyes, she began to sob.

"Dear child, my darling girl, angel of my heart, don't cry." She turned her head quickly and saw Tom before her.

She got up from the ground and realized that she was in some sort of forest. It wasn't cold yet it wasn't warm, if the wind were to hit you just right you would get chills through your spine, making the forest seem ghost like.

She looked around, finding three other people then Tom there. They were all in cloaks with the hoods up, covering their faces.

Draca felt a tinge of fear as she looked upon her surroundings.

"What's going on, Tom?" She asked, fearing the answers he might say.

He simply smiled at her, "First and foremost, Tom, is not what I wish to be called any longer. You will refer to me as my lord, Lord Voldemort, or my love."

"My love? Voldemort?" She asked, simply confused. Then her mind had hit it, You-Know-Who, that was him? The man that her father fought against and the man that her uncle killed, this couldn't be… could it?

"Yes, it is true… I know what you're thinking; I will never stand with him. Yet, I wonder to myself, you were never against me before. I was the one who was always there, not anyone else. I alone stood with you and comforted you through rough times and was always there… unlike your parents." He said harshly with a cruel sneer.

Draca, with tears in her eyes, "Tom, your right… you were always there. So why shouldn't I stand with you now… if you were the only one there for me?"

"Exactly…"

"Except Sango, he was always there for me, and never let me down. He loves me!" Draca said speaking aloud through her thoughts.

"Yes, used to love you, he is dead now, so you can forget about that fantasy. You can be with someone greater then him. Someone wiser and better," He took a short breath, "me."

"What, you, but your like my grandfather…"

"Do I look old enough to be your grandfather dear?" He spoke truth, he looked only eighteen at the most. A very tall, dark, and handsome man as well.

"No, but you've never acted the way you looked…"

"Neither did Sango, so lets not even go on him… He is nothing to me, you could never find anyone greater than…"

"Him," Draca finished his sentence. This time Draca had no tears in her eyes, she was tired of fighting with him.

"If this displeases you and I am to die tonight, so be it. I would rather be dead with Sango this very moment then be alive standing next to you as your love… Tom, I look upon you as a father figure, not someone I want to snog." Draca spoke true to her heart, her eyes shone of bravery and her heart pounding a normal and true pace.

Tom sighed deeply, "Let's make a deal then, shall we?"

"I'm listening," Draca said with fire in her eyes.

"You finish this potion of yours and give it to Severus over there," he pointed to cloaked man, he took off his hood and there stood the same man who killed Sango. Tall with black greasy hair falling in front of his face, behind the man lay Sango… lifelessly. "And I'll bring back your boyfriend… together you can stand next to me and next in line for the crown of the Dark Lord or Dark Lady."

She stood there for a moment, "All you ever wanted Draca, and so much more… you have me, him, and something that you've always craved, power." Tom said, a sneer coming to play on his face.

The other cloaked people removed their hoods. A male that had almost no hair, a puked face, and large eyes, then an older female with long silver white hair, a still most gorgeous face, and eyes of two ice crystals.

Draca looked from Sango and back to Tom. "Agreed."

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Ok, I have to go, sorry to all of you to leave you here! I hope it was long enough, NO THIS STORY IS NO WHERE NEAR THE ENDING! So, don't you all go freak out on me! Please review and I hope you enjoyed this one!

Yours Truly,

Nikkie (BlueEyedFairy)