AN: I apologize for the long wait. Been completely busy and out of my mind. Hope this is a good chapter if not… well I tried. :)

"Bloody Bastard" Two dark figures descended out of the caste. The old coot finally lost himself. "Let down your guard my boy; open you heart, kiss my ass old man." Snape scoffed aloud.

Lucius had remained quite though out the whole ordeal. Dumbledore wasn't exactly found of him. He wouldn't ever understand that he had indeed traded his soul for the light. Still his boy was missing, Potter as well. Lucius smirked at Snape's grumbling he hadn't quite seen Snape this angry since James was around- and to say in the least it was rather amusing even under the circumstances.

"Snape, you do realize that there still in trouble. We have no idea where they are, or why. Draco even having the heart he has… can be quite dark at times, especially when he is hurt and angry. There may be no telling to what he is up to…" Lucius knew that his son was up to something and that more or less likely Potter was in trouble.

"I know that. What does he mean Lucius, how do I let my guard down? What does that have to do with anything?" Snape responded, more serous now.

"I don't know Serverus. All I know is there isn't anything left here for us that's going to help us. The only thing is here is dark memories. I don't know how you can possible work in such a depressing place. It reminds me of everything I ever did wrong..." Lucius glared towards the castle and then turned to his best friend. In almost a whisper he continued on. "We should go home for now, and think of a plan to set into motion."

Snape nodded, understanding. With that two light pops sounded and both wizards disappeared.

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"It's getting dark Draco. Do you think that we should just do this some other time?" Harry had been watching the trees over head and noticed that it was getting dark rapidly. Soon it would be too dark to even fly in. Where was Draco taking him? They had been at this for hours, and the sun was fading fast.

"Potter, are you afraid of the dark?" Draco taunted. "Please get over it. Were almost there and then we can fly home and be completely fine." The more and more that he walked the more he felt the guilt set in. He knew that this was wrong, but every time that he would look at Potter, he couldn't help but feel that jealously kick in. It was almost like if you parents got a divorce and one of them had a new kid. You don't want them to be loved. Yet something inside him told him that he was wrong. 'go home now.'

Harry became angry and stopped. "No I'm not afraid of the dark. I want to go home Draco. Unlike you I get punished for things like this." Harry couldn't remember the way to get home, Draco had pulled him deep into the forest through the twist and turns there was no way that he could figure out how to get back on his own. Harry didn't understand what was so great about this place anyway, but Draco promised that it was the biggest lake you could ever see but another voice seemed to be telling him to get home before it gets to dark.

Draco turned around. "I do get punished! I get grounded all the time, and my father takes my wand. So what? I don't care, and neither should you." Draco snapped.

Harry was taken off guard. "I didn't mean it like that Draco. I just mean… wait you mean to tell me that's all your father does?"

Draco threw Harry a puzzled look. "Of course, why? What does Snape do?"

Harry; blushing a brilliant red turned away. "Never mind. So how far is this place anyway?"

Draco stopped watching as Harry blindly walked in front of him looking around. "So how far?" Harry said scratching his head. Draco shook his head.

"This is it." He mumbled.

Harry looked around in front of him. Nothing had changed it look just like it had for the last hour. Dark mushy ground and thick trees ahead. "You mean to tell me… that this is it?"

Draco had pulled his shirked broom out of his pocket and it transfigured into the full size. Harry turned around when he received no answer. "This is where it ends, Potter." Draco flew high off the ground where Harry couldn't reach him.

"I don't understand… why?" Harry looked away, how could he have been so blind-so stupid. "I thought that you changed. I thought maybe… never mind. I thought wrong. You will always be a selfish, cold, monster."

"Shut up. That's not true." Draco couldn't find it in him to leave. He knew that Harry would be helplessly lost, and he couldn't figure out why Harry still looked brave knowing that he would soon be dead, and why wasn't begging him to not leave him. Draco looked at the dark green eyes staring at him, hating him. He clenched his teeth. "I'm not a monster. You are the monster, Potter."

Harry shook his head. "If that's true then good luck sleeping tonight. I know that I'll be able to sleep because my conations will be clear."

Draco felt his emotions boil, feeling the anger take over he ascended up the trees. "Of course they will… you'll be dead."