Because Of You

Chapter 2 - Blind Knowledge

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Okay so it's been a VERY long time since I put up Chapter 1 to this fanfic; past a year, as a matter of fact. I'm sure most of you have been wondering just where the hell it went.

Well none of you have to wait any longer fer it, Chapter 2 is here and there's going to be loads more of it to look forward to for this fanfic. I may even start writing it more often then intended.

So with the holidays upon us, here comes X-mas and all that jazz and loopdey loop, I wish you all a merry X-Mas, and a Happy effing New Year!

Please sit down, have a nice warm steaming cup of yaoi, and enjoy!

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To Tongari: "Had to reply to you in here because it says that you don't exist, and/or are no longer active. Alright so here's the second Chapter. As fer yer question... Oh yes, most definantly, I couldn't write this fanfic if that was not intended to happen. I hope that some how you are still reading. And that you get ahold of this Chapter. Enjoy!"

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Harry pushed his invisibility cloak away and leaned back against the stone walls of the dungeon. His breathing was labored and deep, gasping for air.

His thoughts were full of questions as he pushed his long red sleeve past his cheeks and over his closed eyes; moving his glasses up and out of the way. Had his ears heard correctly?

What was this letter about? Did he mean that Malfoy has feelings for me? What sort of feelings exactly? How? And do they actually plan to kill me? Harry felt himself growing in sorrow for the blond Slytherin, his father wants to give him the dark mark. And judging by the look on Malfoy's face... He isn't looking forward to it.

Malfoy's been so out of it lately, could this be why? He hasn't been eating, he looks sick all of the time, and he's more pale. What if there's more to this then I think there is? What isn't Malfoy saying??

What conclusions should I jump to? Should I tell Dumbledore?

His mind was swirling around and he was in such deep thought that his ears didn't pick up the sound of footsteps coming from the dungeon stairs.

Malfoy's father wants him to get the Dark Mark this Christmas. But if he has any feelings for me besides hate and he gets the Dark Mark, will Voldemort find out? Then what'll happen?

I'm not even sure if I should care as much as I am...

But we're talking about Malfoy here. It's not like I want him to die. This is about taking a life. About taking Malfoy's life.

But he's never done anything to des-

"I hope you know it's after hours Potter."

Harry's head snapped up in shock, breaking his train of thought. All he could think to do was move his feet to kick his invisibility cloak behind him and out of sight.

The blond's eyes; however he missed, shifted down instantly to the movement. Noting the cloak's presence, "It's two hours past time for you to be in your dorms, Potter."

"I already know that Malfoy."

"Well thanks for clearing that up," Grey eyes were smiling at the Gryffindor, sleep deprived and appearing exhausted Draco moved a bit closer, "I think you ought to run off to your Common Room before I deduct points."

Harry stared for a moment in confusion before his eyes widened, "What?"

Draco smirked to himself, "You heard me. Now go, before Parkinson comes down this hallway."

"Wha-"

"Is your hearing having a problem, Potter?" The blond was now glaring at him, "Go now or you'll really be caught."

Harry watched him in confusion and shock still before moving to leave.

"Don't forget your cloak."

The Gryffindor turned back to look at Draco again before he knelt down and picked up his cloak. He threw it over his head and was gone in seconds, just as Pansy showed up on the scene.

"Who were you just talking to?" She asked in interest looking up and down the halls.

Draco smiled to her charmingly, "Myself of course."

Pansy cocked a brow at him before strutting off in the way she had came from.

"Boy is he lucky I'm here." The blond pushed back lose bangs and began his walk to the fifth floor.

"Harry! Where have you been?!" Ron patted the raven-haired boy on the shoulder, "We almost started the party without you!"

Harry looked at him in an angered confusion, "Started what withou-"

"Don't tell me you forgot already? It's hardly been hours!"

"Umm..." Harry looked around the room at all of the Gryffindor banners to catch any hint of what Ron was talking about and then smiled, "Oh sorry, I guess I was just thinking too much, how could I have forgotten?"

Hermione smiled and pulled him over to a seat, "What could you possibly be thinking about that'd make you forget Quidditch?"

"It's just-"

"Please don't tell me this is about Malfoy." Ron interrupted them, taking a seat beside his best mate, "Honestly Harry. You two should get married or something."

Harry stood up and glared down at him, "What's that suppose to mean?"

"Oh get off it, mate." Ron argued back, standing up as well, "You talk about him all the time, Harry. Maybe that's why it took you so long to catch the Snitch. You were too busy thinking about poor little Anorexic Malfoy to see anything bright and sparkling gold in front of your face."

"You are two steps too close Ron," Harry said darkly.

Hermione got up and jumped in between them, "Woah, woah, woah. Stop it there guys. This is suppose to be a night of celebration."

Harry looked away ashamed, "It'd be a night of celebration if I didn't know that while Ron's always sitting there... Stuffing his face, Draco's starving himself because his stupid father can't take no for an answer."

"Harry!?" Hermione gasped as the Scarred boy grabbed his cloak and rushed out of the room.

The brunette turned to glare at Ron, "Now look what you've done."

"What I've done?" Ron gasped, "I didn't do anything. And what's he talking about Malfoy's father? How should he know anything about that bloody ferret?"

Hermione sighed, looking down at the carpet, "I don't have any idea what that was about but maybe you should start paying attention to Harry and caring more about his opinion before you lose a friend."

Draco sneered at the boy and pushed back his bangs, "50 points from Ravenclaw, now go to bed Boot. Before I deduct more points."

He turned and stalked off down the hall, "You'd think Ravenclaws had more brains then that." He mumbled.

"Maybe he was mis-sorted."

The blond turned sharply to a corner of the hallway and smiled, "I thought I told you to go back to your Common Room, Potter."

Harry smiled in return and walked up to him, "I can't stay in there with Ron. He's annoying me."

"Is that so?" Draco watched him nod, "Well you may want to be more careful. Coming to bother me can be just as bad."

"Why aren't you eating?"

Draco frowned and stared at him, "Excuse me?"

"I know you heard me." Harry rolled up his invisibility cloak and put it in his robes pocket, "You look pale, more then usual-and ill. I know you don't touch your food. Why?"

"That's honestly none of your buisness Potter." The Blond said spitefully, "Besides, you wouldn't like the answer."

"But you admit to not eating." Harry looked down, "Is it because you're trying to kill yourself? It can't be the usual reason for Anorexia. So what is it?"

Draco rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, "Pry all you want but that is a question you won't get the answer for."

Green eyes widened at him, "Is it because of the Dark Mark?"

"I don't have the Dark Mark, Potter."

"No, I mean..." Harry looked over to the side, "I read that letter, and your father said that you were going to get the Dark Mark. Is that like... Preparation?"

Draco frowned more, "You read my letter?"

The Gryffindor ignored his question, "That's besides the point, is it or is it not?"

"Well if you want to know; it's not." Draco glared at him, "Now how did you read that letter, Potter?"

Harry frowned and turned to face him, "My... My cloak..."

"So you were spying on me. I suppose it's nice to know that a Gryffindor can be just as bad as a Slytherin." Draco turned to walk away.

"Wait."

Harry walked up to him, pulling on his cloak, "Start eating again Malfoy. I'll save you from him."

"Save me from who? The only person that I need saving from is you, Potter." Draco turned and saw nothing, "Go figure."

The invisible Gryffindor smiled a bit but said nothing.

"You're the one who did this to me, you made my father what he is." The blond voiced to thin air, "Maybe one day you'll know I don't need any saving from him or the Dark Lord. I need saving from you."

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So finally Chapter 2 is out! I hope you all enjoyed it and can wait fer more! Please review guys!!!

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