This is the shortest chapter I have written so far T.T I feel ashamed (wails) But I feel like this chapter opens up a lot and gives way to what's going to be happening. So I hope you all like it and I am working on the next chapter of HoL between my projects...which aren't coming along so well..._ Enjoy!

Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, general plot & FORESHADOWING! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or its characters; nor do I make profit from writing this. All rights go to their respected creators.

Voldemort stared at Harry as he tried to process what he said.

"You want to go back to Hogwarts?"

"Yes, I want to go back. I need to go back. Something…feels unsettled in my life. I need to let go of the past, to do so; I need to go back to where it all started." Running a hand through his hair with a sigh, Voldemort ground his teeth together.

"You know there's no way-,"

"You can do anything. You can convince anyone. Isn't that how you won the war? Isn't that how you turned people against one another?" Harry interrupted standing and starting to pace softly.

"All I want is peace, Tom. To sleep without nightmares, to care without…fear. I need to know." Growling, Voldemort hissed for Nagini to leave them.

"…You understand the position you're putting me in?" Harry bit his lip, silently nodding as he looked to the man.

"It can be during break. You can make all the students leave for their homes."

"I can't make the teachers leave. Severus will have to tell them – I will have to tell them the truth. Do you know what that will cause?" Harry felt tears build up in his eyes as he processed the man's words.

"Tom, I will never ask you for another thing as long as I exist in this world. I need to go back to Hogwarts." There was silence between them except breathing as they faced one another, neither one taking a step forward.

"…You will wait until after you birthday, and I will give you leave to go for just one month. Afterwards, I will drag you back if you do not come willingly." Quickly moving over to the other man, Harry wrapped his arms around him tightly.

"Thank you." He breathed heavily against the man's neck, Voldemort unable to help himself from wrapping his arms around Harry in turn.

'The things I do…'

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Bill groaned in discomfort, licking the top of his dry mouth and immediately worrying why it tasted like blood; and not his own. Feeling a warm body next to him, he was fearful to open his eyes. What had he done? Who was with him? Had he killed them? He still didn't know what happened to him or what caused him to lash out in such a manor. Something in the forest had set off his instincts and he was lost after that; not remembering where his intended target was. Knowing he needed to open his eyes sooner or later, he reluctantly did and was shocked to see long red-head, as red as his own, pressed up against his face.

'Oh Merlin…please tell me I didn't…'

"Don't start blaming yourself; you didn't do anything I didn't like." At the sound of his second brother's voice, he immediately jerked up into a sitting position and felt sick. The smell of sex and blood filled the air, making his stomach roll. The claw marks and bite marks he left all over his brother's skin made him feel like crying; even more so when he saw the dried blood and semen smeared all over his thighs and ass.

"Oh God Charlie…I…I'm so sorry! I don't know what happened." Even though it was hard to move, Charlie managed to get himself into a sitting position; though he put most of his weight on his hip as he grabbed his brother's hands to prevent him from getting up and running.

"Stop; whatever you're thinking, stop thinking. This isn't your fault. Something happened to make the wolf inside of you lose it. It's ok Bill, I'm ok…" Charlie felt his chest constrict at how torn his brother looked. He knew this situation would be hard, but it looked as if Bill could barely stand to be near him.

"Charlie, look at you! Look what I did!" Bill yelled brokenly, trying to get away. Charlie refused to let go, wincing as his hips rocked against the floor.

"Bill, please! Listen to me! You're my brother, I love you. Nothing you can ever do to me will make me hate you, ever. We're all we have left." Charlie felt his throat getting tight as he fought of the emotion. Bill felt the turmoil running through his brother, the built up emotion they all went through when they lost their family. As gently as he could, he lifted Charlie up and put him in his lap. Placing his forehead against Bill's, Charlie took a deep breath.

"I love you William, just as much as our other brothers, if not more. I'm ok, we're ok. You're going to be ok." When Bill pressed his face into Charlie's neck, he held his brother close and ignored the tears he felt against his bare skin.

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After Draco has released whatever was in the box, at the Manor, he met up with his mother for a small lunch with tea.

"How are things, my Dragon since our last talk?" Draco swallowed heavily, lightly patting his mouth before sitting his napkin down.

"It's…going. He hasn't really spoken to me much. I try to make sure he's got everything he needs but it seems like he keeps me just on the edge of letting me in…" Narcissa felt her heart ache for her son. Reaching over, he grasped his hand in hers.

"Dragon, it takes time. You can't expect things to change overnight. You are a wonderful man and you obviously love him very much. It will start to show, I promise." Draco smiled at his mother softly, gently squeezing her hand back.

"I know, Mother; thank you."

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"Did you do what I asked? Will he stop following me now?" Lucius quickly scribbled down on a sheet of parchment, a nasty look on his face. He really disliked not being able to speak.

"Of course, there's no way the powder didn't work. It released all his pent-up instincts. I wouldn't be surprised if he's killed someone. So when do I get what I want?" The other person sneered out, tapping their foot impatiently.

"Soon, I promised you would have Harry Potter and you will. You just keep those stupid Weasley's off our tail and I will handle the rest." He scratched out again on the parchment.

"You just make sure you do, or I'll handle you." Without another word, the other person disappeared with a crack; leaving a fuming Lucius Malfoy behind.

'Just remember Lucius, this will all be worth it when Harry Potter get exactly what he deserves.'

:D So I hope you all liked the new chapter; let me know what you think! Next chapter:

Draco and Harry have a date :3 -R.F.