Ah! I've MISSED this story! My creativity for this has been SLACKING terribly, so I am SO sorry if this isn't the best chapter. I completely forgot why Evolet ran into the forest. Haha, oh boy. Thanks JollyPen for reading the chapters in one night :D

[Slytherin Common Room]

Draco's blurred gray eyes were staring into the roaring red fire that sat under a thick, old stone fireplace. The Slytherin couch was unusually uncomfortable today; it felt like Draco was sitting on objects of different shapes and sizes – nothing that gave comfort to him. His mind was racing with thoughts that he couldn't organize, thoughts that were slowly eating him up inside.

He knew where his loyalty lied and what would happen if he broke it. He was a Malfoy; his destiny was to the Dark Lord and his father. Both were powerful and were now capable of more dangerous abilities than anyone in the magic world was prepared for. The dark battle was about to begin and Draco knew it wasn't just going to last for one night. Starting soon, Draco would be a slave to Voldemort as every other magic possessed student would be too. He knew of the Dark Lords plan, it even made Draco feel sick. He wanted to cry out and tell someone, but he knew he would be dead if he did so. There was only one person he wished he could confide in, one person who hated him.

Evolet. He would give anything to let her inside his mind, to take the pressure off of his chest and finally feel the breath of freedom. But he knew he couldn't, his consequence would end in death for not only him but also Evolet.

He didn't just feel a cry for help to her either; he also felt anger towards her. She was making everything so much more difficult. She was beyond frustrating him; he hated her but also needed her at the same time.

He didn't know how he truly felt.

Draco couldn't figure out if the Dark Lords plan with Evolet was causing him to feel sympathy for her – which stemmed his feelings. Maybe he truly felt nothing for her except pure sympathy towards his victim.

Or maybe, he just wanted to leave Hogwarts and never look back.

Draco knew that wasn't an option. Things were changing; nothing was going to be the same.

[Evolet's POV]

What the hell were you thinking Evolet?

I took in a deep breath as I crept into the dark, forbidden forest, not really knowing where I was even walking too.

The pair of eyes were completely gone now, but I could still hear something moving in the woods. My bravery was shrinking with each small step I took. I knew there was a reason why I was drawn into the woods and I was hoping it wasn't to meet my demise.

I quickly grabbed my wand out of my black cloak, "Lumos!" I whispered as I held it straight out in front of me.

I felt a sting of relief run through my body as my wand lit the path in front of me, only showing me the dead and broken forest.

"Hello?" I called out, trying my best to sound strong and confident, "I know you're here. You lead me in here for a purpose."

I quickly turned my head to the right as I heard the loud crack of a branch. The light from my wand showed nothing but the forest floor and a now half-broken branch.

My breath was becoming uneven, I could tell my body was beginning to shake and my emotions were taking over. I was cursing myself for even being intrigued to enter this forbidden forest – which I know realized why it was forbidden. It was frightening and unnaturally cold, I felt like I was covered in snow when the fact was the night was calm and overcast.

My continuous thoughts froze as I felt a puff of hot air hit the back of my neck. I could hear breathing. It was thinking, long and sounded like a horse. My heart was beating so fast that I felt as if it wasn't even in my body. My hand was furiously shaking my wand, causing the light in front of me to shine all over the place.

I slowly turned around to face the noise from behind me. I could feel my body tense up as my wand shone brightly across the mystery, the same glowing eyes were staring at me.

The creature was a lot taller than me and could simply crush me with just one step. His body was half horse, thick, strong, full of muscle and covered with a dark blonde fur. His human chest was covered in matching fur, showing his muscular arms and his head was covered with darker hair, framing his face in almost like a goatee form. He had a gentle but fierce looking face, his eyes showed compassionate but determination.

He was a centaur.

Something I vaguely remembered reading in a book, though I was sure I skipped that chapter out of laziness.

Never have I so badly wanted to run away, he didn't even say a word but I felt like with one swift move he could kill me. Fear froze my body, making me unaware that I even had limbs able to run away from this potentially dangerous and deadly situation.

I felt intimidated when he looked me in the eyes, they were big and beautiful.

He honestly made me frightened.

I tried moving my mouth to speak, but no words were coming out. I couldn't think of anything to say to him, he lured me into the woods for a reason.

I was hoping it wasn't to eat me.

Divination.

The simple word rang through my head as I remembered the one thing about centaurs. They loved learning and practicing divination it was there one true passion.

I then also remembered they weren't too fond of "humans".

"I'm surprised you followed." His thick, confident voice spoke.

I knew he wasn't scared of me, it showed in his voice and mannerisms.

"So am I." I meekly said.

I instantly became ashamed of how weak I sounded compared to him. He probably was laughing inside his head, mocking my childish voice and complete lack of bravery. I was a Gryffindor after all; bravery was supposedly in our blood.

"Don't worry," He smiled in a jokingly like manner, "I didn't come here to kill you."

I gave the best smile I could back to him, but I could tell it was only half of one. No comforting words of his were going to ease my fear right now; trusting people weren't exactly my strongest trait.

"You must have lead me in here for a reason." I replied, my confidence finally boosting slowly.

"I've come to warn you Evolet." He strongly said as he quickly looked around the forest.

I followed his eyes, but saw nothing except for the emptiness of the forest.

"Warm me from what?"

[Gryffindors Girl Dormitory]

Hermione quickly flipped through the pages of a thick, old leather book. Her mind was racing frantically as her head was beginning to fill up with questions. She couldn't pin point exactly what she was looking for, but she knew that what she needed was held in that very book in her hand.

She shook her head as she turned to face Evolet's bed. It was still perfectly made, untouched and empty of where Evolet should be.

"Where are you Evolet?" Hermione whispered to herself as she focused back on the task at hand.

[Draco's POV]

Draco calmly walked down the empty, dark halls of the castle. He was in black from head to toe with his one mission stuck in his mind. He didn't know where the sudden confidence arrived from, but he felt it.

He was power hungry.

He slyly smiled as he stopped in front of the empty stone wall, his eyes trailing over every brick. Draco closed his eyes then quickly opened them back up, where he was greeted by a thick, brown door.

"Perfect." He smiled as he pushed the large, wooden door open and stepped inside the room of requirement. He watched as the doors slowly closed behind him, leaving the empty corridor all alone.

[Empty Corridor; Hogwarts Castle]

A pair of eyes watched carefully behind a pillar as Draco Malfoy made his way down the cold corridor, walking as if he had all the time in the world.

The moment Draco stepped into a door that magically appeared out of nowhere, the shadow stepped out from behind the pillar and into the hall, a smile starting to spread.

"Got you, Malfoy."