Harry shoved the knight that was guarding the dungeon's door out of the way. "Hey you, what's the password!" The knight screamed after him. "Bugger off!" Harry yelled.

"Correct." The knight said in befuddlement. Harry didn't hear him, he was too busy trying to shove himself inside the slytherin common room, and succeeded. With baited breath, he ran up the stairs to the boys dormitory and shoved the door open. Not caring about anything or anyone but Draco he shoved the first curtain open. "Draco?" He hissed softly. A handsome, blurry-eyed boy rose out of the bed, looking slightly confused.

"Washappnin?" he said groggily. Harry bent over to get a closer look. "Blaise." He said on recognition. Blaise gave a sleepy grin then suddenly grabbed Harry and stared kissing him. Harry went rigid for a second then slapped Blaise hard across his cheek. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he screeched.

Blaise looked confused. "I'm awake?" He said slowly. "You mean you're not my fantasy Harry?"

Harry blushed. "No. I'm the real one. I feel sorry for whatever you do in your sick, twisted little mind with your little dream Harry."

Blaise looked completely embarrassed. "It's not like I'm the only one who does it." He mumbled, trying to save fate. Harry ignored him. "Where's Draco?" He asked urgently.

Blaise looked confused. "Why?"

"Just tell me!"

Blaise looked beside him. "Not here." He whispered.

"Obviously." Harry snarled. He was getting tired of Blaise's stupidity.

"No, he was here before. Whenever he has a bad dream he comes over here and sleeps with me. Tonight he seemed really upset. He was mumbling your name now that I think about it."

Harry's chest hurt. He'd hurt Draco so badly, he had to get him back now more than ever. "So I was holding him tight around his waist. He wouldn't stop crying till he fell asleep. It's weird. It seems like he's had problems for a while now, but it's only been over the last two weeks he's come to me."

'Ever since I dumped him. I've pushed him away…'

"I don't know how I couldn't have felt him getting up."

"Whatever." Harry snapped, desperate to tell Draco just how he felt, that which he didn't know, but he was going to tell him from the heart.

"Where's his bed?" he asked. Blaise pointed beside himself. Harry took a deep halting breath. Life wasn't going to be the same from now on. If he told Draco and he didn't believe him, he was going to have to spend however long it took just to get back unto his good side. And Draco was stubborn, that would take a long time. But if he did believe him they would be together. And he would be able to deal with what Draco had told him. That he loved him.

He pushed the curtain open. "Draco?"

Of course, just his luck, Draco wasn't there. Blaise came up behind him, looking curious. "Maybe he's in the bathroom." He offered. "I'll go check."

Harry ran his hand across the bed that Draco slept in.

It was cold.

He tried to keep calm. He didn't know how long Draco and Blaise had been sleeping together. It could've been for most of the night for all he knew.

"he's not in the bathroom." Blaise said as he came back.

"When did Draco come into your bed Blaise?"

"I dunno, about two hours, I'm an early sleeper, why?"

Harry ran his hand along Draco's pillow, which was also freezing cold. Suddenly it got very hot, and he had to pull his hand back. Words began burning themselves into the soft cushion.

'We know about him. If you want to see him again, then you'll have to do a trade. Him for you. That is, if you want to see him alive again. He's not hurt…for now. Come find us. We're not too far from you. In fact, we'll come to you…

Signed,

Lord Voldermort'

Harry read and re-read the words. No, this wasn't happening. They didn't have Draco. What was he going to do. If Draco hated him, he would do whatever the Lord said to protect himself. Harry snatched up the pillow and looked at Blaise, who had tear-filled eyes, he grabbed his hand. "You coming?"

"Harry this is extremely serious. This is no joke anymore, nor is it a simple affair between you and Draco. This is just what I hoped wouldn't happen. One thing you should know, I will not allow you to trade yourself for Draco." Dumbledore said calmly a he read through the pillow Harry had given him.

"Blaise please go alert Professor McGonagall immediately. You'll know where to find her."

"Yes Professor." Blaise whispered, rushing out the room. Harry was still in a dream-state. He couldn't believe what was going on. "Harry you do know what this means right?"

Harry looked frightened, but nodded.

"This means war."

"It seems a death eater got hold on one of our students, placed him under the imperious, and forced him or her to get Draco outside of the school where he could be kidnapped." Professor McGonagall explained as she strode into the great hall and out to see the window. Harry followed her. "They're coming now, trying to find a way to lure you out Go get Ronald and Hermione and wake the others. Get everyone to the great hall. We've got to evacuate the school through Hogsmade."

Harry didn't need to be told twice. He sprinted up to his dormitory and shook Ron awake.

"Ron, Voldermort...here…now…got Draco… get everyone…evacuate through Hogsmade….you know how."

Harry was surprised at how alert Ron was. He jumped out of the bed and quickly began shaking everyone awake. "He wants me for Draco Ron. I've got to go."

Ron paused. "Harry, no."

"We spent so long destroying all those horcruxes Ron, I'm ready to destroy him now."

"But Harry, don't you remember? One cant live while the other survives? You might die."

"Once I kill Voldermort, Draco will be okay. If I die, take care of him Ron, tell him the truth about why I had to do this okay?" Harry grabbed Ron and kissed him. "I love you Ron. Tell Hermione I love her too. Tell Jared I wish I'd gotten to know him better. If I don't come back, tell Ginny I'm sorry it didn't work out."

Ron was crying and Harry cupped him chin and wiped away his tears. ""Don't cry Ron. I want to see you happy. Who knows? I cold come back."

Ron gave a shaky smile. "Kill him Harry. For me and for everyone. Kill him and come back."

Harry nodded then reached in and pulled something out of his shirt. "This doubloon coin will take me to Draco. I'm leaving now."

Ron nodded and gave Harry his wand and his invisibility cloak, smiling through his tears. Harry disapperated with a loud pop which thankfully woke everyone else in the room up, saving Ron from the time consuming task.

Harry opened his eyes. He was surrounded by trees and a clearing. His heart was pounding in his chest. Making sure that his cloak remained around him firmly, he began creeping towards the clearing. He recognized a few of the death eaters, but what caught his attention was Draco, tied up to a tree, his head hanging limply to the side. Harry clutched to his wand, fear overtaking him for the sake of his love.

Then he spotted him. Voldermort. He was as pale and tall and scary as he'd ever been, but now without the addition of Nagini, which had been killed back in Godric's Hollow, thankfully. "It seems as if your lover doesn't care for you as much as I thought dear boy." He hissed, lifting Draco's pale face with the tips of his fingers.

Draco growled. "He doesn't care for me at all. That's what I've been trying to say for the past damn hour."

The Lord looked slightly troubled. "How am I going to get to Potter then?"

Draco shrugged.

Lucius spoke up. "My Lord, according to a very reliable source, Harry seems to be able to sense when Draco needs him and finds his way to him. I have evidence of this."

Draco looked angry. "He doesn't care!"

"If Draco sends him an owl requesting him, Potter will come."

Draco paled. "He won't come!" he screamed, withering against his bonds.

Lord Voldermort looked interested. He snapped his fingers and an owl with a piece of blank parchment attached to his leg came flying.

"Write a letter appealing him Draco. If you hate Potter as much as you say, you'll love to see him die as much as I do. He'll come running straight into the trap. I don't think he's found your pillow yet."

Draco turned his head away from the quill and parchment being offered to him. "No he won't. He's hates me too."

"Well in the least he'll be curious. He'll want to come. Just tell him to come right past school grounds in the forest by the edge of Hogsmade."

Draco's eyes flinted across the paper. "Urge him." Voldermort said quietly.

"Then you can watch me kill him. He deserves it for hurting you right?"

Draco stared at the parchment, eyes filling with tears. "No, I can't hurt him. I still love him too much."

CLIFFHANGER! Ok guys, I'm so sorry I screwed this chapter up. It must be really confusing. I read all the books but I didn't know how to bend it to my liking. So even I'm confused. Where did Harry get to Voldermort in the seventh book? I cant bother re-read. And how did the death eaters get into the school. Plz tell so I can (possibly) re-do this chapter. But you get the jist of what's happening. Thanks for the reviews mio32, njferrell (will kill Snape soon!), LingLing20009, Malfoys Only Chemo, Enigmus, PeaceLiterature (linkin park rocks man!!!!) YaoiFanGirl101, and Maike. As you know the time you take to review is much appreciated, and keeps me inspired!