A/N: Well just read the end of half blood prince…just the end mind you. Eh, eh. Not feeling the Tonks, Remus thing…not at all. Which part of 'Sirius and Remus are gay lovers' did the books not get. Sigh. Anyways, if Harry doesn't end up with Draco or Voldemort (tee hee!) then I shall be very put off. Sorry it took me a while to update…oops.

When I was little I found a doll. It was lying in a small pile of snow at the curb of the street. I looked down at it for a few minutes, before I slowly knelt down to pick it up. Her long hair was a shade of golden to bright and beautiful to be real and her eyes were the prettiest blue I'd ever seen.

I knelt by the street, not realizing it was snowing softly, I didn't even notice the people starring at me. I just gazed into those pretty eyes, I guess I was looking for something. Understanding, or love, just any kind of affection. But I never found it. I never found affection or love in those dazzling eyes of blue. I never saw that spark of life, of understanding and belonging I so yearned for.

Her eyes were just lifeless glass orbs. No matter how pretty or brilliant they were….they were just glass. I traced my finger along them, thinking maybe the warmth of my skin would wake her up. Her golden lashes were so soft and light.

Suddenly a car stopped right in front of me and an elegant booted foot stepped out. I looked up, not understanding how sad and piteous I looked, sitting there. A boy emerged from the car, dressed in a black suit. We looked at each other for a moment, I at his pale golden hair, which glimmered with both gold and silver in the snow light and he at my unruly raven locks. I gazed into his glittering blue eyes and he into my wide emerald ones. And then his eyes darted down to the doll.

I followed his eyes and looked at the doll with him. "It's very pretty." I said slowly.

His gaze jerked back to me and his pretty blue eyes were as dead as the dolls. "My sister bought it for me." He responded.

I gently picked her up and held her out to him. "Here,"

In that split second I saw more then I could ever understand flash through his blue eyes. For a moment they danced and sparkled, they lit up. It was like seeing the most beautiful fireworks in the world. He knelt down as well and he gently pushed the doll into my arms. "You can keep it."

I looked down at the doll and back up at him in shock. "A-are you sure? It must've been expensive!"

He smiled at me then, and once again his eyes were so dazzling I think even a blind man would've seen them. "Yeah, I'm sure."

"I have to go now." He said, he stood up as quickly as he'd knelt down and all of the sudden his eyes closed. It wasn't gradual, it was all the sudden. His eyes just shut down, they stopped lighting up his face, they stopped glowing. He turned to slip back into his car, when he glanced back at me. "Here, you look cold." He handed me a bill and numbly I took it.

"Thank you, but I really don't need it." I shrugged, trying to give it back.

"Please use it," he asked. For a second his eyes shone again and in that moment I realized I'd do anything to make this strange boy's eyes shine.

I smiled at him and nodded. "If you really want me to."

"I do."

And then he was gone. I still knelt there though, holding his doll and the bill. I was basking in his presence, which for some reason, lingered over me and the doll. I was thinking of his eyes, wondering how they lit up like they did. His hypnotic eyes, I would've given anything to those eyes light up like that again.

"Watch out for the door."

"Wha-OW!" I started, before suddenly I slammed into a glass wall. "Who puts a glass door in the middle of a hall!" I snarled, rubbing my nose tenderly.

"Woops." Draco shrugged. I glanced around the hall and discovered that there was another set of glass doors, except this set was completely see through glass, no glimmer or reflection here. "Shall we continue the tour?"

"Since when was I on a tour, I thought I was being dragged around by a psychotic candy maker." I rolled my eyes.

Draco just smirked and continued walked.

"Why do I always have to walk behind you!" I hissed at him.

"Because, you don't know where you're going."

"Well I should at least get to walk beside you! I am the vice-president!"

He shrugged and slowed his pace a little bit so now we were walking side by side. "Better."

"…a little."

Draco grinned at that, but he said nothing. A few minutes ago he'd slammed me into a wall and now he was being…polite, more then polite, nice even. We walked side by side until we came to a huge set of wooden doors. "Now Harry, when I open these doors, I want you to remain completely calm." He sighed contentedly. Without warning the doors flew open of their own accord and I gasped.

The room inside was a paradise. The grass on the ground with the brightest shade of green, the sky above was bluer then blue and the sun shone magnificently. There was a path of picturesque stones leading to a dark rich brown river. At the end of the river was a waterfall.

The trees were twisting and brilliantly colored, in colors no tree could ever be. The flowers were purple, bright green, colors that simply didn't occur in nature. There were trees that looked as if they had pumpkins growing off their branches.

I took a step forward down the flight of stairs that lead to the stone path and Draco followed, this time a step behind me. I swung my head back at him, "It's amazing! How did you do it!"

Draco's eyes suddenly came to life and his pale lips curled into a tiny smile. "You like it?"

"I love it!" I exclaimed honestly. His eyes flashed and I saw shock, fear, joy, anger, and even more complex emotions run through them. It made me stop smiling. I looked back at the huge room, hoping my smile would come back. It felt nice to really smile. But I didn't get that smile back. All my minds eye could see was Draco's eyes, Draco's bluer then blue eyes.

"I'm glad." He whispered.

It was such a tin sound that I could barely hear him, but I did. "How did you make it?"

"That's a secret, Harry." Draco snickered. "Maybe one day, I'll tell you."

I glared at him before continuing down the steps. I stepped off the stairs and onto the first stone of the path and I followed the path to the dark brown river. "Is that…." I looked down into the river before whirling to face Draco. "That's not….it can't be…chocolate."

"It is, only chocolate river in the world!" Draco proclaimed proudly.

"…That's weird."

"If you mean weird as in ingenious, then yes it is." The blonde growled.

"What if somebody falls in?" I argued, looking down into the creamy chocolate.

"Well then we'd have a problem wouldn't we," Draco smirked. "Come here, there's something else I want to show you." He started off down the river and I looked down at the chocolate one more time before following him.

I was still looking around like a child, gaping at all the exotic plants. But suddenly things started to change. The room started looking less and less like a meadow, the grass become more crowded with trees and the blue sky was beginning to be blocked out by their limbs. However as the trees closed in around us the path was always there.

"Where are we going?" I questioned.

"To the rose garden," Draco assured me.

Draco stopped suddenly and I nearly bumped into him. I growled wordlessly at him and he glanced over his shoulder at me. "Look." He took a step forward and moved aside so I could see what had so marveled him.

"Holy fuck."

All I could see for a moment were the roses, brilliantly colored roses, oranges and pinks and aqua-marine. Then I realized that their stems were all the brightest, deepest shade of emerald green, crawling and swarming around huge silver poles with elegantly carved silver roses gracing the top of each one.

We were in a clearing, in the center was a fountain made of pure silver with ornamentally sculpted roses adorning it. One of the tall trees around us had a swing hanging from one of its strong branches. The roses swarmed the tree and the entire swing was covered with them.

I walked over to the swing and gave it a little push. It swung back and forth, as rose petals drifted through the air. I carefully sat down on it, wondering if the branch would break would break. After a hesitant few moments I gave myself a little push. I hadn't been on a swing since I was a child. And even then I'd rarely gotten a swing, all the other kids were much bigger then me and usually pushed me aside.

As I swung I could see that through the rose garden that the stone path still continued. After a few stones the path started to darken, as if covered by shadows. But from here I could see there shouldn't be any shadows, the trees didn't grow out that far…so what was obscuring the path?

"Do you like it?" Draco smiled.

"I've never seen anything like it." I gasped. The shock value of the roses still hadn't worn off, and I didn't think it ever would.

"This is almost favorite part of the entire factory." The blonde sighed. He sat down on the edge of the fountain and dipped a few fingers in the water.

"Almost your favorite part?"

"I hope you find my favorite part." Draco confessed, a warm, easy smile still lit his face, as if he were somewhere else. His eyes were just honestly happy, there was no other emotions to negate the brilliance of his shimmering eyes now.

"Can't you show it to me?" I murmured.

"No, what I love will not show itself unless it deems you worthy."

I shrugged, I was a little disappointed that he wouldn't show me it. I was a little annoyed that he was being cryptic again. But somehow when he looked so peaceful, I couldn't bear to be angry, something about this place changed him.

He stood up suddenly, and he turned his face away from me. "Come on, I should get you to your room before it switches to night."

"I'm not scared." I protested loudly.

Draco shot me an exasperated glare.

"No really, you don't get it."

"You're scared of the dark, nothing more to get."

"But I'm not!" I shouted.

"Okay then, what are you afraid of!" The older man growled.

"Well…I…It was cold and dark in there, and I couldn't see the sky or the city lights, or the other people." I mumbled. "It's hard to explain….but in the city, I was never alone. I could always see the moon and the sky, and I always had the lights of the buildings there."

He looked at me a moment before smiling. "Then maybe we should wait till night,"

"I don't understand…" I sighed. But Draco sat down again and started to play with the water again, and I was content to just sit there and swing.

"Here it comes." The blonde finally sighed.

I looked up into the sky, waiting for night, wondering how a building had day and night. Suddenly it was black, all pitch black. I nearly jumped off the swing. I couldn't see the roses, I couldn't see the floor and I couldn't see Draco. Before I could even think about panicking I saw a large white orb light up above us. The moon. All above us the ceiling began to light with stars and planets, mimicking the actual night sky.

"Are you scared Harry?"

"No." I whispered. In the moonlight the roses still looked lovely and their dazzling colors were still visible, however much darkened. Propped on the silver fountain Draco look ethereal. His hair shone like silver in the moonlight and his skin looked pure white. His eyes though, they shone like stars in his head. I'd never seen anything more beautiful then his eyes in the starlight. Draco smiled at me and I was completely hypnotized by the light they emitted.

I didn't understand Draco, I probably never would. But I knew I'd give anything to see his eyes light up like that again.

A/N: Well…interesting chapter huh. Yeah it's kind of a filler, but the important part is the flashback in the beginning and Draco's eyes. There's a reason they're so freaky. Muahahah.