Notes: I saw GoF! Ahh! Good movie... well anything with Dan in it is always a good movie... I think they went to fast though. They should have slowed down a bit on the important parts, like the end of the Yule Ball. It took me a while to realize that Hermione was crying, and then why she was crying. And the ending was way too hurried... but it was still great. No I didn't cry!

Anyway, I think I need to make this chapter longer because the last one was so short. I shall do my best. :)

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Harry walked back into Grimmauld Place. He had forgotten something that might be useful. Ron and Hermione were nowhere in the house. He ran upstairs quickly and grabbed the invisibility cloak from his old trunk.

As he closed the trunk, he spotted something else. An envelope... he knew what was in it, but no one else did. He pulled it out of the trunk. No one is going to find it in there, he thought. Harry took the envelope downstairs and set it on the kitchen table so that it would be easy to find. Then he left his house, locking the door for what would probably be the last time.

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It was dark now. Harry could see the Riddle house looming in the dark above the rest of the city. He thought it would be best to walk up to the house, rather than popping right next to it.

He walked through the town quickly. Only a few people were still out, and only a few lights were lit. He finally got to the base of the hill, the house looking down on him. Harry realized that he was shaking. Calm down Harry, he told himself. You can do this. You have to do this. He began walking up to the house.

Every noise made him jump. Stop it, he told himself. You're going to give yourself away. But still he felt as if someone were following him. He snuck up to the house and tried to look in a window. There was no light coming from inside. He looked up to the second floor. Somewhere up there a tiny light showing through...

Someone touched his shoulder. Harry spun around. A pale face with blue eyes met his. He stepped back, scared by how close the person had been. The person was hooded, clothed completely like a Death Eater. Harry whipped out his wand. The person laughed, and a piece of blond hair fell out of the hood. He lowered his wand.

"For crying out loud..." Harry said. "Do you have to scare me to death?"

"Death isn't my job. I'm not very good at it."

"I've noticed."

Draco narrowed his eyes. "Do you want me to help you or kill you?"

"You want to help me?"

"Yes."

Harry stared for a moment. "Who are you and what did you do with Malfoy?"

"So what if I want to help you?"

"What happened to the big, bad, wait-until-my-father-hears-about-this, Death Eater that everyone loves?"

"I didn't ask for this, Potter!" Draco said defensively. "I didn't ask for this life. It took me until last year to figure out what was really going on."

"But you're still a Death Eater?"

"What other choice do I have?" Something moved in the shadows. Harry's eyes darted around, but Draco didn't budge. "Now that Dumbledore's gone, who else would protect me? Who else would believe me?"

"Welcome to my life." Harry said. Something moved again. "Is he in there?" Harry asked, motioning to the house.

"No. Neither is the little Weezlebee, for that matter."

"Where did he go?"

"I'm not in charge of that information, but I know who is." Malfoy turned around and looked at the shadow.

"Who is that?" Harry asked him. Malfoy laughed. "What? This is a trap, isn't it?" Malfoy didn't answer. "You've just been the diversion..."

"I'm no good at killing, but I am very good at diversions." Harry wanted to say something back, but the words wouldn't come out. Instead he looked around. Whoever was out there was coming closer. He raised his wand again, his hand shaking horribly.

Draco stepped aside. The figure came closer, and the small light from above shone on a man with a very greasy head. "You!" Harry said, moving back against the house.

"Yes, very observant of you. Glad to see you still remember me, Potter." Snape said. He came closer to Harry.

"Stay back!" Harry said, holding his wand higher. "Don't come any closer. I'll kill you."

Snape laughed. "Once again, Potter, you have searched and searched and come out with the wrong conclusion."

"What?"

"If we were going to drag you away and kill you, don't you think we would have done it by now?" Draco asked. "Why would we stand around and taunt you? Although it is fun..."

Harry was very confused. If they're not trying to kill me, then are they trying to help me? "Yes, we're trying to help you." Snape said. "Again your reasoning powers are astonishing." Wait, Harry thought. How did he -? Then he realized.After all this time, he hadnever even considered it, but it made sense...He's a Legilimens... (legens - (Latin) a reader; mens - (Latin) mind) "Yes, right once again. It's amazing. You've answered more correct questions in your head in two minutes than you did for six years in my class."

"That explains a lot." Harry said, not feeling so afraid anymore. "Where is he then? Since you know."

"What makes you so sure that I'd tell you?"

"You'll tell me or I'll kill you." Harry stepped closer to him, his wand very close to Snape's face. He realized that he had grown a lot in a year - he was nearly taller than Snape.

"No you won't. If you kill me then how will you know where to go?"

"I'll find my way."

"I doubt it."

Harry moved closer, nearly on top of Snape, his wand pressing into Snape's forehead. "He has my wife." Harry said slowly through clenched teeth, trying to control himself. "And you will tell me where he is, or I will rip your throat out - without magic." Snape stepped backward, for once actually looking a bit scared of Harry. "Pensezfort!" Harry screamed. A yellow bolt shot out from his wand and hit Snape in the forehead. Snape was thrown backward, and Harry jumped on top of him. "Where is he!"

"The old orphanage." Snape said, staring up at Harry. "Where he was before he went to Hogwarts. It's abandoned now, so -"

"Thank you." Harry said, stepping off of Snape and walking away.

"Where did you learn that spell?" Snape asked.

"I thought you'd recognize it," Harry said. "Since you're the one who made it up, Mr. Prince."

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Harry popped onto a dark street. The orphanage was just down the street. There were lights on inside. He was about to walk down the street when he heard another pop behind him.

"Potter!" Draco said.

"What do you want now?"

"You can't just run in there -"

"I wasn't going to run anywhere. I planned on walking."

"You'll never make it past the Death Eaters."

"I don't care about the Death Eaters."

"If you really love her then you would." Harry turned. Why would Malfoy care about who he loved? Why would he care about him in general?

"Are you sure you're really Malfoy?"

"Shut up. I just want you to kill him so I can get away from those idiots. And since you don't have your mudblood and Weezlebee with you -"

"Says who?" They heard. Harry's heart stopped for a minute. No, you idiots... Why didn't you listen?"We wouldn't leave Harry even if he locked us in a house." Ron was saying.

"With his will on the table." Hermione added. They put their arms around Harry's shoulders. "We'll always be there, no matter what."

"Besides, we need to pay you back for all the times you saved our skins."

"Wonderful." Draco said sarcastically.

"So what's the plan?" Ron asked.

"There isn't one." Harry said.

"Good thing I came," Draco said.

"Why?" Hermione asked. "What help would you give us? Help us to get killed faster?"

"You little -"

"If he even says mudblood I swear I'll -"

"Enough!" Harry said, stepping between them. "I won't have any of you here if all you do is argue. Malfoy's trying to help us."

"Correction - I'm trying to help you, not those two."

"You insignificant little - !"

"Stop it!" Ron said, turning Hermione away from Malfoy. "We're not helping Harry at all. We need to work together just for tonight and then we can all go back to hating each other."

Hermione sighed. "You're right. Harry, I'm - Harry? Where -?"Harry had stepped away from all of them and was looking at the orphanage, trying to guess where the best spot to enter was... "Harry? We're sorry. We won't argue anymore, at least not until the end of tonight. Right?" She looked to the other two, who nodded. "So what are we going to do?"

"I have no clue."

"Here." Draco handed a bottle to Harry. He had another one just like it in his hands.

"What's this?"

"Apparently I'm the only one who actually thought of a plan. Come over here, in the alley, so they can't see us."

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Notes: Cliffie! Wooo! I just realized this story's almost over. :tear: But the sequels are always good:wink wink:

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