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Lily stirred in her sleep, she opened her eyes slowly and looked at the clock next to her, her eyes still foggy from just waking up. When they cleared she saw it was twelve in the morning. She returned her head towards looking up at the ceiling. She felt this aching pain in the back of her head; she reached back and felt a bandage. She shifted her feet and kicked something hard at the end of her bed. She sat up slowly to keep her head from hurting so much, she saw James asleep, and it all came back to her. She felt an anger that did nothing but hurt the back of her head.

James rolled over and sat up seeing Lily sitting upright. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"How are you feeling?" he asked nervously not knowing whether she would remember exactly why she was in the hospital wing.

She remembered by saying nothing.

"Listen, Lily…" he said figuring she wouldn't be talking to him in a while.

"Why are you here?" she asked rudely

"Um…" he began. "I wanted to make sure you were okay, so I did your rounds and came down here to make sure you were okay."

"Oh, you wanted to know if I was okay?" she said rather testy

"Well…yeah."

"That's so sweet of you." Although what she said was calm how she said it was beyond calm.

"Um…"

"Well I'm okay, except for this seemingly painful bump on my head; do you know where that's from?" her voice was higher than usual.

James decided not to say anything.

"I asked you a question…usually people answer them or, I'm sorry, did you forget?" she had her arms crossed and her eyes widened. "Or maybe you were flung against a wall…no, wait, THAT WAS ME!" she shouted no longer even trying to keep her voice down.

"Muffliato." James pointed at Madam Pomfry's door making sure that she wouldn't wake up and find that he was still there. "Lily, I'm sorry…"

"YOU BETTER BE PRETTY DAMN SORRY! I TOLD YOU TO STOP BUT YOU AND YOUR BIG HEAD HAD TO BE A JACKASS AND KEEP GOING!"

"Lily I…"

"NO, you know what James, just leave." Lily said in a tone that had a hint of anger but mainly frustration in a collected way.

"But…"

"No, just go." She didn't even look at James; she just stared at her hands.

James stood up and looked at Lily, she didn't look back. He walked out threw his invisibility cloak on and headed back to his and Lily's common room.

Lily lay back down, her head searing with pain.

James entered the head girl and boy common room expecting it to be empty, but it wasn't.

"How'd it go, how is she?" Ryann asked as soon as James came through the door. He saw everyone sitting there looking tired.

Ron and Hermione sat on the two person couch Hermione was leaning on Ron. Amanda was lying on Harry's lap with Remus as her feet. Ginny was next to Harry. Sirius, Peter and Ryann were on the floor with their backs against the couch and Fred and George were each in separate chairs on either side of the two couches.

"She's fine, she hates me though." He said in a quiet voice barely audible to the others.

"Well she should, I mean you hurtled her into a wall." Remus said.

James looked at him.

"Not helping."

"No you're right." James sighed and collapsed down next to Hermione.

"God I hate those stupid fucking Slytherins." Sirius said.

"Oooh, nice language." George laughed.

"But it's mainly their fault this happened." Sirius explained.

"Well, yeah but I should have listened to Lily and stopped." James said.

"Well that never stopped you before." Remus said

He received another look from James

"You know what I'm gonna stop talking now."

James forced a laugh.

"I'm gonna go to bed now, feel free to stay here for the night." James said getting up and heading into his room. He barely slept at all that night, he felt so terrible about what he had done and could think of no way or reason for her to forgive him. He wouldn't forgive him. He wished it never happened. He and Lily were finally on good speaking terms and he loved it. He felt they were growing closer and then he had to ruin it all.

The next morning everyone except James went down to visit Lily. James went to the Library to start his homework. Only a few minutes of homework passed and James was joined by Harry.

"What are you doing here?" James asked as Harry sat down and pulled out his homework.

"There was a visiting limit so I said I would go and so I came to find you.

"Oh." Was all he could say he had been trying to block out the incident with Lily since last night and although he hadn't achieved it, he had begun thinking of other things.

"Hey do you think your godfather could get me a firebolt?" James asked in excitement.

"What?"

"Ginny told me that your firebolt was given to you by your godfather."

Harry laughed.

"Yeah."

"So could he get me one, I'll pay him." James said eagerly.

"Well not right now. He was sent to Azkaban." Harry said telling the truth that his godfather was sent too Azkaban.

"Wait he was sent to Azkaban for giving you a firebolt?" he asked.

"Something like that." Harry said.

They sat in silence for a little while until James broke it.

"Is it just me or does giving you a firebolt sound dirty?" James asked.

"Yeah I was thinking that too." Harry laughed, and James joined in.

About an hour later when they had finished the majority of their homework Harry and James packed their stuff and headed back to the common room talking mainly about Quidditch.

"So ever since my dad got me a little broom and jinxed it when I was four, I've always have had a love for the game. I made the team in my third year." James said, "You said you played Quidditch at your old school what year did you join?"

"My first year." Harry said

"WHAT!? You must be the youngest Quidditch player ever!" James exclaimed. "How did you do it?"

"Well my friend Neville got his rememberall stolen by Draco Scheide and well Draco threw it and I chased after it and caught it so it wouldn't break, the head of my house saw me and suggested me to the captain of the Quidditch team and I made the team." Harry explained proudly.

"Wow." Was all that James could say.

As they turned the corner to head passed the hall with the room of requirements Harry saw Draco Malfoy walking back and forth in front of a stone door.

"Listen, James, I gotta go I see you later." Harry said quickly then turned to get Draco before he could hear James' response.

Harry sprinted down the hallway taking out his wand. He pointed it at Draco stopping him from entering the room of requirements.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled causing Draco's wand to fly out of his hand. Draco turned on the spot and came face to face with Harry.

"Hello Potter." He said coldly.

"What are you doing here Malfoy?"

"That's none of your damn business!" Draco spat back.

"Fine it's not but this is, if your dad put the imperious curse on you then why are you hanging out with him?"

Draco was quiet for a second.

"Right, because I'd tell you that."

"I would seeing as the person who's asking is the one with the wand." Harry said smirking.

"What are you gonna do, stupefy me? You don't have the guts to make me talk Potter." Draco sneered

"Oh and you would?"

"Damn right I would."

"You had six years with Dumbledore and it took your dad controlling you to attack him." Harry said fuming.

"I don't know if you were listening back in McGonagall's office but I never intended to hurt Dumbledore."

"Oh really then what are you doing sneaking around the room of requirements again?"

"I said that was none of your god damn business."

"Well why can't you tell me? If it's nothing bad or for Voldemort then you should be able to tell me."

"You're just gonna have to trust me." Draco said in a cold voice.

"What have you done that would make me trust you?"

"What have you done that would make me tell you?"

The two boys stared at each other.

"Fine doesn't tell me! I'll figure it out sooner or later."

"You're never gonna find out unless you can read minds and according to Snape, you're terrible at Legilimency."

"What are you doing hanging around with Snape if you're not on Voldemort's side?" Harry asked his fists clenched.

"Right, I wouldn't tell you what I was doing but I'll defiantly tell you that." Draco crossed his arms. "You better start to learn to read minds Potter."

Then it dawned on Harry.

"Well Malfoy, since what you're doing is nothing important for Lord Voldemort you should run along back to your Slytherin buddies.

Draco gave Harry a prize winning dirty look, turned on his heel and walked away picking up his wand while stomping off.

Harry waited for him to turn around the corner before he reached into his pocket and pulled out his invisibility cloak and threw it over him. Then he reached back into his pocket and pulled out another item and followed Draco. When he found him he took the second object he took from his pocket and held it up to his eye.

Staring through the peeker Harry was able to read Draco's mind

"Why can't Potter just leave me alone? That son of a bitch ruined my plans. Maybe I should have told him, he would've wanted to help. But he wouldn't understand, how would he know what a Horcrux was?"

Draco paused

"Potter has no idea what I'm going through trying to destroy these Horcruxes…"

Harry flung of the cloak and repocketed it. Draco jumped out of fear.

"What are you doing following my Potter?" Draco said back to his normal snobbish sounding self.

"Listen..." Harry held up the peeker and explained how he had just read Draco's mind.

Draco opened his mouth to yell at Harry but Harry quickly interrupted him.

"I heard you talk or rather think about the horcruxes and…'

"Forget it Potter, it's nothing bad." Draco said turning to walk away from Harry but Harry grabbed his shoulder and turned him back around, this did not please Draco but Harry quickly spoke again.

"I know. I know what Horcruxes are, I know about Voldemort and I too have been trying to destroy them and that's why we came back into time." Harry explained.

Draco stood there, his mouth slightly open.

"How did you find out?" Draco asked in a tone that Harry had never heard Draco speak to him before.

Harry looked around and made sure that they were indeed alone, but to be extra safe, he pulled Draco into a deserted classroom. He closed the door and mumbled "Muffliato." Pointing his wand at the door

"Dumbledore showed me, in out private lessons last year." Harry explained now knowing that they wouldn't be overheard.

"You took private lessons with Dumbledore?" Draco asked.

"Yes, and last year the night we left, the night Dumbledore died, we were seeking a horcrux."

"Did you find it, did you destroy it?" Draco asked.

"We found a decoy." Harry reached into his pocket and pulled out the necklace with the note inside of it and began describing the night he and Dumbledore he went into fuller detail than he had with Hermione and Ron. When he finished Draco spoke up.

"So it may still be out there?"

"It may be." Harry said. "So have you destroyed any?" it seemed funny that their first civil conversation was about the destroying of a person's soul

"Well yeah, I destroyed Hufflepuff's cup. It wasn't easy." He rolled back his sleeve revealing a section of his skin deformed and very unnatural looking. Harry winced before he could stop himself. "How about you." Draco asked rolling his sleeve down to cover up his scar.

"Well, I destroyed Voldemort's diary." Harry said.

"Wait he-who-must-not-be-named kept a diary?" Draco asked half laughing

Harry laughed too realizing how funny it sounded.

"Well he used it to take over Ginny's mind and open the chamber of secrets back in out second year." Harry explained

"Oh, well yeah that sounds more like him." Draco laughed.

Harry laughed too, surprisingly enjoying his civil chat with Draco.

"Do you know of any others being destroyed?" Draco returned to their first conversation.

"Dumbledore destroyed Slytherin's ring. That's how he injured his hand." Harry said.

"Oh." Draco said not fully remembering seeing Dumbledore's hand injured having been imperialized by his father.

There was a pause which was broken by Harry.

"How do you know about the horcruxes?" Harry asked feeling that Draco just might tell him.

"Well Snape told me."

"SNAPE? But he killed Dumbledore!"

"Snape only killed Dumbledore because he made an unbreakable vow to my mom that if I (she didn't know it was my dad) couldn't kill him that he would. So when my idiot father chickened out. Snape was forced to step up. He and Dumbledore had talked about this before that night. Since Snape was now you-know-who's favorite, you-know-who told him about his horcruxes. I had to flee otherwise he would kill me, Snape sent me to safety along with the knowledge of the horcruxes saying that since he-who-must-not-be-named was watching him to carefully for him to go and destroy the horcruxes. So I went and destroyed the cup."

"But…"

"Snape's on the good side…I know this. He actually destroyed Ravenclaw's Diadem." Draco explained and by Harry's confused expression he told him what it was. "It was a tiara that was created by Rowena Ravenclaw." He said plainly not wanting to go into full details.

"So…" Harry began stunned by the all the knowledge he had recently possessed. "We know that the ring, the cup, the diary, and the diadem were destroyed. So all that leaves is Nagini, the snake and Voldemort himself." Harry said with a raise in confidence that they could actually kill Voldemort.

Draco nodded.

"We have to go find Hermione and Ron." Harry said standing up and heading out the door followed by his ex-enemy Draco

A/N: Draco's back in the story, By the way thanks again papexlilies for reminding me about Draco, this chapter is dedicated to you:) and thanks to everyone else who's reviewed and read this story.Keep it up! please