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As soon as I closed the door I understood that all this time I've been living in a lie, thinking that this my whole stupid situation will end up good. But how could it? Did I think that as soon as they find out about my little affair with Ginevra that they will congratulate me and ask me if we were planning a nice big wedding. Funny. I just pictured Voldemort and my father in church being my best men in black suits, smiling. How pathetic and disturbing.

I haven't even noticed the pale sun creeping out from the horizon. It has been a long night. But it was worth it. Ginny is worth it all. All these troubles . After all I think I love her. If I can love then definitely this is love. She said that today Potter and his friends will arrive. Interesting… what will they say? I bet that Potter will start his story by telling her how all of the death eaters are horrible, they rape and kill, they torture, they spread death everywhere they walk. But she wont believe him.

Why not?

After all Potter is her best friend as she once told me. He is loyal, he is the hero, he is great, he is good, he has tons of people who love him and will die for him, he has tons of friends. He has everything I have not.

Why am I so angry? Because truth hurts.

Draco haven't even noticed that he stopped, that he was standing in the middle of a field and that the time was slowly passing by. The gale was getting stronger. But Draco didn't mind it, he was too preoccupied with his thoughts that he hadn't noticed or rather heard voices.

She wont believe him, she loves me and I am not like them, am I ? You are worse.

No, I cant –

His thoughts were interrupted as soon as the voices grew louder.

What now? It couldn't be the Deatheaters they are miles away and the only logical solution is Potter. I could fight them. Yes, even if Dumbledore is with them! Don't be that stupid .

What should I do then? Just as the thought escaped his mind his eyes caught a near little so called forest. Draco run towards it and hide himself behind a tree. So original.

His pulse quickened. And he didn't want to admit that he was afraid that they might see him. The gale slowly blew the fallen leaves from the ground and they encircled themselves between Draco's legs. He watched them slowly as the fell to ground again. Loud voices tore him apart from his thoughts and he looked up just to see the one thing he didn't want to. Five figures erupted from the horizon and Draco immediately knew who it was. In the front there were Dumbledore and Potter and just some feet behind them there were Granger, Weasley and that warewolf Lupin. Potter and Dumbledore were talking about something. Draco leaned forward and concentrated on hearing their conversation.

"….dreams and they are weird and somewhat scary Professor,"-Potter was saying.

The olds man face frowned and he looked worried.

"Continue Harry," he spoke quietly and it was very difficult for Draco to hear the words.As the wind became stronger Draco couldn't hear them and he became angry because he wanted to hear about Potters dreams and he had that feeling that no matter how hard he tried he was going to miss the main part of their conversation .And he was right.

"…..I am just scared….for her…."

Her? About whom was Potter talking? Must be Granger…Draco tensed as he saw that they were nearing. He saw that Granger decided to interrupt Potters conversation and they started to talk about something enthusiastically. They just passed Draco or to be exact his location and Draco heard a part of theirs conversation. Hogwarts? They are talking about Hogwarts? I never thought talking to Potter could be this exciting..

He waited for them to get lost in the depths of the forest and when they did he slowly walked out of his shadow.

He glanced one last time around himself and headed toward his destination. As soon as he was sure that he passed the barrier and now that he can safely make apparition he looked around as if to remember everything.. He suddenly felt very small and alone. I am. He knew that now when he leaves he will leave Ginevra too. He will leave a part of his soul behind and that scared him that hunt him. It was like running from a dog. Yes you can get away but sooner or later he will find you. Draco closed his eyes and took a deep breath and then he took out his sinful wand and drew it to his arm where the Dark Mark grinned. Just as the top of his wand touched his skin dark clouds encircled his soul and he was gone. All what he left were just some dark clouds that threatened the deserted field. But soon they were gone too as the gale blew the up.

Draco arrived with a loud pop into the room. He look around and saw that the dark room was deserted. He came to a near sofa and sat there he noticed a fireplace. The fire had already died out. Everyone dies. His thoughts were interrupted by Severus Snape. Draco believed that he was a spy and that he was on their side. Bu he wasn't that sure there were many things he didn't understand about him and maybe never will. Severus was very good at Occlumency and he taught Draco the best he could. He was always proud at himself. At least there is one thing where in which I am better than Potter.

"Draco where have you been?"

"Sleeping of course,"- Draco answered and even if he was sure tat Snape couldn't possibly suspect him he was unsure…again. And after all Snape wouldn't try to read his mind. Or would he?

"I see…and when did you have time to get your shoes this dirty?"- Snape said without any trace of amusement or any other emotion which scared Draco.

Draco looked at his shoes and saw that indeed the were dirty. Damn spring.

„ That is because I have already been outside…for a walk ,"

Snape looked at him disapprovingly, his black eyes looking him up and down as if trying to find something .Draco devoted him the same neutral stare.After some seconds their invisible rope which bounded them was broken and Snape glanced at him one last time before sweeping from the room.

When Draco became sure that he was again alone in the room he gave out a sight and leaned back into the sofa.

He sat there alone in the pure dark even if he knew that ouside bright spring morning shone.

Seconds became minutes, minutes became hours and Draco fell asleep. When he woke up from his dreamless sleep he stood up and walked towards the meetings room.Where Deatheaters met with Voldemort and talked about their evil plans.

He was just walking down the dark corridors when his left foot brushed some piece of paper which was lieing on the stone cold floor.He firstly wanted to keep going but then as an afterthought he picked it up from the ground. It was a small piece of white noble paper andfrom the crest on it Draco imediattely knew to whom did that paper belong to. Lucius.

As he desired to see what it said he read it.

I can assure you that my son is ready to prove his loyalty to you Master.

Lucius Malfoy

Draco dropped the parchment and instead of going where he had previously planned to he went straight to his room. He didnt notice that the the weather wasnt as bright as he thought it was. It was getting darker and darker outside even if it was an early good morning.

Was it really that good?

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