a/n: i'm a procrastinator if you hadn't noticed….thanks for your reviews:0) muchly appreciated.

Jealousy over Ginny.

Abruptly I felt Granger, Potter, and Ginny pull out of my mind.

"So?" Voldemort sneered sharply. They all shook their heads, horrified. I braced myself, waiting for the taunts: So that's why you're so pale! He's scared of his daddy! Hahaha! I'd heard it before, back at Durmstrang. At first, my parents hadn't wanted to send me to Hogwarts, with Dumbledore teaching and all. The boys at Durmstrang start a year before we do at Hogwarts. When my parents got wind that Potter was going to Hogwarts, well, I wasn't going to stay at Durmstrang anymore. They instructed me to befriend him. I tried, I truly did. But Potter went and made friends with ugly Weasly and snobby, poofy-haired Granger. At least, her hair was poofy back then. I smirked at the memory.

"Lucius!" Voldemorts raspy shout interrupted my reminiscing. My father meekly looked up from the book he was holding.

"Y-yes…master?" he replied hesitantly.

"Why in the name of Satan did you teach this boy how to conceal his thoughts?"

"I didn't! I swear it!" Lucius cried, his face paler than my own. Voldemort turned to me.

"Who taught you how?" he croaked. I shook my head,

"I'm not telling you," I spat. Let him make of that what he could. It was then, as I watched Voldemort's eyes turn bloodshot, that I realized my mistake. I had just challenged Voldemort.

His conciousness didn't seep into my mind like Ginny's and the others had, it stormed it. I yelped in pain as he dug around in my memories. The pain was unbelievable. I felt like my skull was being split in two. I couldn't gather a solid thought, but glimpses of my past flashed before my eyes.

A pale-skinned boy is riding on a black broomstick holding a snitch. People are cheering.

The same boy is dueling Potter…and losing.

A white weasel is flying up and down behind the wand of Mad-Eyed Moody.

The boy is looking at a page torn out of a book. He's putting things into a cauldron. Mice tails. Cat fur. He's adding bugs legs and it explodes in his face. He shouts angrily and tears the page in half and throws it into the fireplace.

Voldemort pulls out of my mind with one last jolt of mind-splitting pain. I wailed in agony and promptly fell to my knees. And everything went black.

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"Draco?" I opened my eyes a crack. Pansy was standing over me, a worried expression on her face. I opened my eyes all the way as everthing slowly came into focus. Everything came rushing back to me at once. I sat up slowly and a wave of pain hit me. I yelled, surprised.

"Lay down Draco!" Pansy cried. Madame Pomfrey sighed.

"It looks like you're going to be with us for a bit longer Mr. Malfoy. You've taken quite a fall. I frowned at her. Oh wait, I'd passed out.

"Oh thank goodness you're okay!" gushed Pansy. I looked at the other hospital beds and saw that Ginny, Harry, and Hermione each occupied one of them. Ginny was on the bed next to mine. I smiled inwardly. Harry was next to hers, and Hermione lay sleeping next to him. Ginny was reading while Harry was finishing homework for Snape. Assignments we'd missed I supposed.

"How long…" I began but Pansy cut me off.

"You've been here for a week!" she cried sadly. Then she smiled. "I've come to visit you every day." She gestured to seven boxes of chocolate frogs.

"Thanks," I said. I looked at Ginny, noticing that she was paler than usual. I wondered as to the cause.

"What…happened?" I asked Pansy quietly.

"Well, after you passed out, we all got sort of worried. Voldemort poisoned Ginny, actually, and Granger. They weren't Harry so he didn't need them anymore. Dumbledore says we're lucky that he didn't kill them right there on the spot! Me and Ron were sent back to the Great Hall. I don't know why Harry's here. When we were released, Dumbledore was gone. I expect that he had already reached the storage closet," she finished looking flustered. I nodded in acknowledgment.

"Oh, well alright." I glanced up to see Granger, Potter, and Ginny walking out of the Hospital Wing. Potter was holding Ginny's hand. I glared at their disappearing figures. Pansy said something too me and left. I didn't hear her because of the flash of jealousy that I'd felt. Potter should die, I thought bitterly.

"Hello Draco." I groaned. It was Lucius.