AN:// I didn't realize it's been almost a full month since I've last updated! I'm sorry I kept you all waiting a ridiculously long time; I guess I'm bad at keeping track of time. I swore that it had only been a week or two, and when I found that it was a lot more then that I was kinda stunned. Anyways; here we are. :)

Something cracked deep inside of Snape. Breaking him-mortifying his every being. His best friend's son left Potter-left Harry, to die. Rage was already past his mind. He couldn't find it in him to be angry with Draco. He couldn't find any connection at all with the blond hair boy. He was no better then a murder.

He was a murder.

If Harry is found dead, Snape would never forgive the boy. He knew that for certain. It was odd that he cared so much for Harry, if this was the same boy he first set his eyes on all that time ago... he couldn't say he cared as much about him as he did now.

"Sev, Uncle-"

"Don't call me that." Severus cut Draco off so rashly he couldn't believe his lips spat such words. "Don't you dare call me that." Snape looked down, whispering. "I am nothing to you."

Draco felt his heart crush beneath him. Part of his 'family' disowned him. He didn't even know if he had his father's love anymore. He looked behind him to find the man he found comfort in, only this time he didn't.

Lucius couldn't believe what he was hearing. His son let Harry Potter be lead away to his own death. Even as a Slytherin that was low. He watched as his son turned to look at him, wanting comfort.

Seeking help.

Taking his first steps towards his son he could feel the guilt washing over the boy. He put his hand on his shoulder. "Draco, were did you leave him? I need to know." Lucius turned to look at a fallen Snape. "We need to find him."

"I don't know were he is! Honestly! Dad. Listen to me, I wish I did know were he was! But I don't."

Snape was on the floor. He didn't know how he had gotten there, but he did know that he needed to find Harry. Pulling himself from he wrenched floor he made his way towards Draco. "Take me to where you last saw him."

Draco shook his father's hands off of him. Snape had gone mad. He didn't even seem to be seeing, his eyes were glazed over. Draco swallowed didn't the man understand? He didn't know where that bloody part was! "I don't know where that-"

"No need." Lucius pulled himself away from behind his son and back to the table, where the potion still sat. "This here will be our answer."

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Harry couldn't remember where he went and hadn't a clue to where he was going. He still fumbled through the dark, but now; he could only hope for the sun. The sun would give him a better chance at surviving… a better chance at finding his father. He grit his teeth every time he thought of how he had come to be. How he became lost in the forbidden forest.

He knew that his chances at surviving till dawn were imitate. He would probably perish deep within the woods. Taking another step forward something caught his attention.

There was something out there. There was something quite to near for his liking. A twig snapped in his distance. Then it hit him.

He was being followed.

Whatever is was it was close. Harry took off in a wicked run. His pulse flooding his vision. The air was so cold that ice vapors blew from his lips. He was still in a T-shirt with no jacket or sleeves for protection. As he felt the presence behind him come closer he suddenly fell.

No. Dropped.

He dropped thirty feet into a raging river of water. He couldn't believe it. He ran right off a cliff, and now he was drowning beneath the water. With all the strength he had his head burst out of the surface. The water was to strong but not strong enough that Harry couldn't take a breath and catch a glimpse of the creature that followed him.

It was no creature at all.

It was a person, a person of some sort stood at the edge of the cliff. Looking for him, looking for Harry.

Even in the water Harry knew he was safer. Who ever it was; wasn't safe.

After long minutes in the ice cold water a limp body pulled himself out of the water and onto land, but the danger wasn't over yet; now he had to survive freezing to death.

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The ground was a frozen.

The soft blue night sky was beginning to turn into early morning. The stars and moon were still out, the sun barely hitting the edge of dawn. A figure lay unmoving on the floor of the forest. Life moved on around it, bird's wings fluttering awake leaving feathers to fall. The water beside it raging along. As the morning arose, it was obvious it was too late.

The figure still didn't budge.

Harry. Harry was face down. His arms tangled around his broken body, blood puddle and dry around his clothes. His lips were tainted blue; and his eyelids were closed.

"He's dead." Came a whisper, if one would even call it so.

Three shadows stood in the distance. They, like the sun had arrived too late. Draco threw himself forward towards the body only to be stopped. His father grabbed hold of the caller of his shirt. "Leave him."

Tears exploded from the young blonde's eyes. How was this possible? He killed him! "Let me go! Let me die!" His sobs turned into erratic hypervenalation.

As Lucius tended to his son Severus still hadn't moved.

He knew that he would find Harry like this... he knew that nothing ever worked out in the end. He could never be happy, without something going wrong. He swallowed hard, looking at the mangled body before him. Of course the forbidden forest would take his life away from him. Yet, he had hoped that perhaps Harry would be lucky, perhaps he would have survived... but no. He didn't.

Listening to the hysterical sobs coming from his side it set in.

He was gone; Harry was dead.

He replayed the last hours of his life in his head. The fight, Harry and Draco gone missing, The Potion, The search, and now this... finding him dead. If only something had been done faster, if only something had been changed. The damnable potion that lead him here. The tracking potion, as Lucius called it. Why couldn't they have found a faster way!? If only-

Severus hadn't noticed tears had escaped until after he found Draco's sobs had stopped. He darted his eyes towards Draco and Lucuis to find that they were both staring in another direction. They were completely still and quite, when it finally hit him. They were staring at Harry's body.

Snape opened his lips to tell them to stop staring when something caught his attention. He turned to find the mangled body moving.

He was alive; but just barley.

Hopefully it won't take as long to update, because I don't intend on making you all wait as long as last time. Anyways I hope that you all enjoyed. :)