Two men walked down Elm Street late on a Thursday evening. One was tall with black greasy hair, with a nose to large for his face. The other shorter than the first but still tall, he was younger around sixteen years old, he was blond and had pointed features, dull gray eyes that had once beamed with life.

"Are you sure this is safe sir? I mean he won't find us here right?"

"Don't be paranoid, he would never look for us in America. He thinks Americans too daft to even think of coming here. I assure you if we play to our cunning nature we will never be found."

"What are we supposed to do here?"

"Well we need shelter. This place should do fine."

"This place is horrible, even those Weasley's wouldn't want to live here!"

"That's why even if he managed to track us down this house would be the last he'd look in"

"I suppose you're right sir." He said unenthused.

"There is one thing though, I'm certain he knows where magic is being used especially our magic"

"What are you on about?

"We must live as muggles!"

"No, there is no way I would ever lower myself to that!"

"Fine Draco let him kill you or worse all because of your pure-blood pride!"

"No, you are right as usual Severus."

"Never address me so informally, it is sir to you. Vow or not I am NOT your equal!"

Severus Snape had set up the house so that an alarm would sound if Voldemort entered. He had enrolled Draco in Springwood High, he didn't want the muggles to begin questioning why the pale boy never left the house. Draco stormed into the kitchen. threw his bag down, knocking Snape's freshly brewed tea off of the table. "Something troubling you?" Snape asked furious over the mess Draco had just made.

"Sir, I loathe it here! These muggles are impossible to relate to. Just today the girl I fancied blew me off and called me a freak. Me Draco Malfoy heir to the Malfoy fortune! I am one of the last pure-bloods still living! I am only child to Lucius Malfoy! How dare a muggle reject me!"

"Would you prefer the alternative, death at his hands?"

"No of course not sir."

"Then find a way to deal with it and clean this mess up right now"

"House elf work, I cannot believe I am reduced to this!"

"Stop complaining!"

They had been in Springwood for less than a month. Draco had begun having steadily worse nightmares in that time. Tonight was to be no different. In the nightmare Draco was being held against his will by his own father as Voldemort put the killing curse on Narcissa. Then suddenly he broke free and grabbed a wand pointed it at his turncoat of a father and shouted "Avada Kedavra "

Severus was awakened by the screams emanating from Draco's room. "He's not here the alarm would be going off. What the hell is that boy screaming about?" Almost as soon as Severus opened the door to Draco's room a flash of green light hit him square in the chest. The sound of his own scream woke Draco. What he saw left him breathless. There lying on the floor was his only ally dead. Draco ran over to Severus. "Sir...Sir... SIR... Merlin no, I...no...I couldn't have...it wasn't...no I killed him." Draco in shock walked zombie like out of their house now the scene of Draco's crime. He wandered the streets of Springwood until a police officer stopped him. He was naked except a pair of boxers which he slept in.

"Hey kid are you alright? Kid? Central this is officer Warner requesting assistance. I have a partially nude teenager dazed here." Officer Warner went into his car and grabbed his coat and wrapped Draco in it.

Hours later Draco was put in Westin Hills. He hadn't spoken to anyone since Severus' death. Police were told by a neighbor who had seen Draco's picture where he lived. Upon arriving at 1525 Elm Street, the police found the body of Severus Snape. The coroner was baffled to the cause of death.

The doctors at Westin Hills were overun with patients and the only room they had left was the room that three years earlier played host to the most grisly discovery. A young man dismembered in halves. The patient Ashley Williams who was comatose until that night disappeared.

It was late in the evening when the old car pulled into the driveway of 1428 Elm Street. "I cannot believe I am back to living here! The last time I set foot in this house was when Freddy killed mother, not that she didn't have it coming. I just cannot believe I didn't ask for a trust fund like Freddy did. What was I thinking? If I had we'd be able to afford to live somewhere else, somewhere I could at least feel safe on this suicide mission."

"Quit your bitching and help me unpack the car."

"Fine Ashley."

"Amanda how many times do I have to tell you to call me ASH?"

"Whatever Ashley. I still cannot believe we are back. I have to get a job, as do you. I'll look into Westin Hills, they always need help. You could always try the S-Mart. Welcome to Springwood Ashley I hope we won't have to be here too long!"