AN:// hey, I'm sorry that I haven't updated this story; I didn't realize how long it was. I also started another story which has absorbed all the extra-extra time; I actually have. Between friends, dance, finals, and a new story I guess I just forgot about how long it's been. Anyways; for anyone that may actually be waiting for this update… here we are. :]

Utterly alone.

Lost, forgotten. The fear of it all was finally setting in. Dark had already come hours ago, tangled with the rich smell of fresh rain... and fresh blood.

Harry found himself in a position that he didn't understand, or didn't want to understand. Why? Draco and him were friends or more was what it seemed. Yet he strayed forward, staggering in the dark, completely abandoned.

Branches snapped in his face, cut his arms and thorny bushes found there way embedded in his legs.

Hatered filled his every breath, his every beating that strung throughout his torn and mangled body.

Nobody was coming for him.

It had found him here in the darkness.
It had wanted his blood.
It found it.

Betrayal had found him, even in the dark.

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He couldn't clear his thoughts anymore.

He left him; the only person in the world that might have actually wanted to be his friend. And he left him for death. The broom glided through the think rain.

Draco's blond hair fell before his face, drenched completely wet. There would be no way to face his father. No way to face Serveus. He was completely disgusted with himself that he couldn't even picture his face.

How could anyone ever want him after what he had done? He killed someone, well left them to die. He would die... if no one came to retrieve him it was all over for Potter. Something about that set Draco off.

He couldn't handle it.

He needed to go back, he needed to find him. If he didn't find him, He didn't know what he was going to do.

But Harry was missing, gone for all he knew… dead even.

No, no that can't be true. Harry was almost like family. Draco thought as he ground his teeth together. The only light that was sparing him; was the moon. It was going to be impossible to find Harry in this mess.

Draco would find him though, even if it cost him his life.

The search was on.

Draco didn't think that he had gone far, he didn't even think it would take all that long to find where he had left him... yet he still was no where to be found...

He circled for hours and hours and wound up completely lost himself. He was getting desperate... and before long he found himself calling for Harry.

He would never receive an answer.

Not without help.

"I can't." Draco told himself. He couldn't go back to Snape and his father; they would kill him. But I deserve it… after leaving Potter like that. Shaking his head, he growled irritated. "What am I saying!?" He hadn't noticed yet but his broom had come to a stop. "I mean, if I even want to go back… what am I going to do!?" Breathing in heavily he tried to calm him down.

He had made his decision.

"I hate you. Potter."

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Snape was tapping his fingers against the dark mahogany desk. "Lucius, I can not wait any longer!" Standing immediately he began walking to the door.

"Where do you think you are going?!" Lucius snapped as Snape made it to the door. "You are not going to find them out there by yourself in the dark. I told you, have patience, Snape."

"I have to do no such thing." Snape sneered back. "At least I will be doing more out there then you are! You-You; well look at you! Standing there making a potion! What's that going to do Malfoy!?"

"Well perhaps if the little potions slime would help me make it; we could have found them already!" Lucius spat. The tensions were high, both parents wanted there child back.

"You're absurd! What's a potion going to do Rapunzel, make your hair grow longer?!"

"Actually no, Snape. It will-"

Just then, the front door was thrown open and a lone Draco; standing soaking wet, messy hair, and breathing rather hard.

"Where were you?!" Lucius snapped embracing Draco a tad closely then what anyone would expect. Snape wasn't far behind wide eyed. He was obviously looking for something…

It wasn't there- he wasn't there.

"Where… where is he Draco?" Snape asked in something lower then a whisper. Draco's eyes fell and Lucius pulled from the hug and stayed on his knee; keeping a tight hold of Draco's shoulders.

"Draco… where is Harry?" Lucius asked cautiously. When he received no response and felt Draco tense he knew something had happened, just not what. "What have you done!?"

"I didn't do anything!" Draco screamed. No one in the room said anything, no one moved. "I swear…" He whispered. Inside he felt his stomach knot, he couldn't do this. He couldn't leave Potter out there alone.

"I don't know where he is." Draco looked up. "I left him."