Cannot believe I am at chapter 30.

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Ron POV

Well we're back at Hogwarts after a dramatic holiday. Like that's never bloody happened before. I was happy at all with having Malfoy stay, but I'll admit I was worried when he ran away. I was mainly worried for Harry. I know he loves the bloody git, and he would never forgive himself if something happened to him.

The trip to St. Mungos was fun. Naturally Ferret Face fought it, even after agreeing to go. But I understand why he did fight it. I wouldn't like to go to a wizard hospital for a more commonly muggle condition. Turns out Hermione had it right... again. Malfoy was diagnosed with Bipolar type one, which is a really bad mood disorder.

In the muggle world it's treated with a cocktail of pills. In the wizarding world it's treated with one potion to stable the moods a bit and lessen the depression. There is a tranquillizer potion for if Malfoy becomes more of a danger to himself. I do hope it never comes to that.

Despite the drama Christmas was pretty incredible with the house full, it's just like it should be.

I am happy to be back at Hogwarts though. However I am ready for an ear lashing from Hermione for not having my homework done. I am planning to sweet talk her into helping me.

I am currently making my way to the library. It's probably a good idea to have the books I need for Hermione to help me. She'd shoot me a hex if I'm not at least prepared for the work.

I get to the library and grab the books I need. I go to leave but I spot an interesting comic book. I pick it up and find a seat in the corner of the library to read it. I love muggle comics, but wizard comics are way better. They literally jump out of the page.

I get about half way through the story, when the lights begin to flicker. I assume a Slytherin first year must be trying to prank me.

"Why..." A whisper echos.

I stand up, looking around me, "Okay, short snakes. Fun's over. You can come out now." I call to the empty library. Suddenly the book cases closed in around me. I'm beginning to think this isn't a prank.

"Why are you helping my son?" The whisper says, from behind me. I turn to see a slightly transparent Lucius standing in front of me, "You've always hated, Draco. So why are you helping him, when you could be rid of him?"

"Because he may be a git, but he's not an evil bastard like you. And Harry loves him." I reply, confidently.

Lucius lets out a frustrated and terrifying roar. "I need you to hate my son! I want him to hurt!"

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Draco is your son! Why are you so set on making his life a living hell?"

"Because I want him to kill himself!" Lucius roared, even louder. "In order for me to be resurrected as the next dark lord, I need a willing sacrifice and it must be from my bloodline for it to work. The sacrifice need only be willing to die, for it to work. I knew my son would never sacrifice himself for me, but if depressed enough and to protect those he most cares about Draco, will give up his life willingly."

I narrow my eyes at the cruel figure before me, "You really are an evil fucking bastard." I spit.

"Why, thank you." The ghost grins. "Now run along and be sure to pass on to my son that when he is ready to give up his miserable excuse for a life, I will be waiting." Lucius then parts the book cases. The moment he does I run straight for Gryffindor Tower, completely abandoning my homework books.

Draco POV

I am laying across Harry's, lap on the sofa by the fire in the Gryffindor common room. Granger has been pacing the length of the fire place for what feels like an hour.

"What is keeping him?" She mutters to herself, "I'll bet he hasn't even bothered to get the books he needs from the library." She says, turning to face us.

"It's a good thing you already have them then, isn't is?" I grin, hoping to calm her down a bit.

"That's not the point, Draco. Ron, should have been here half an hour ago and final exams are only twenty weeks away." Hermione replies.

"It's that long!" Harry and I both exclaim.

"I know! It's so close." She agrees, not realizing we didn't mean it that way. For the brightest witch of her age, she does have her dense moments. It's then Ron stupidly runs into the common room. Hermione, instantly pounces on him. I must admit, it is rather amusing to see Weasley pinned to floor by a girl. "Where the hell have you been, Ronald Weasley?" She rages at him.

"Get off, Mione. I'm sorry I'm late but I was kind of cornered with book cases."

"And you say books aren't dangerous, Granger." I laugh.

The red head manges to get free from Hermione, and stand up to make his way over to us, "This isn't the time for your snarky comments, Malfoy." He snaps.

"So what kept you?" Harry asks his flustered friend.

Ron looks at us all with a seriously fearful expression, "Lucius is back."

I jump out of Harry's, lap and onto my feet, "What! But Hermione used the spell on him. We still have a good four days left."

Granger shakes her head, "The can last up to two weeks. It can wear off sooner."

I take a moment to compose myself, "So what did he want with you?" I ask Weasley.

"He wanted to know why I was helping you. He hoped I would help him in making your life as miserable as can be." Ron answers.

"I take it, you know what his full plan is?" Granger asks, carefully.

He gravely nods his red head, "I do... and it's not good."

"Tell us." I demand.

Weasley, gives Harry, a look. He then turns to me with concerned emerald eyes, "Are you sure, Draco?"

I nod at Weasely, "I'm sure."

Ron lets out a heavy sigh before beginning, "We already knew Lucius-"

"Ron, are you sure it's a good idea to tell them?" Granger says, grabbing her boyfriend's hand.

"It's Malfoy, Lucius needs. It's important he knows."

The Gryffindor girl smiles at him, "Okay. Continue."

"We already knew Lucius was planning to drive Draco, to suicide so he has a sacrifice willing to die. Then he can resurrect himself and become the next dark lord." Ron begins, again.

"What? I didn't already know that! I knew about the dark lord part, but not the rest." Harry yells.

"Sorry, mate. Snape, told us all that when you ran after Draco, at Hogs-Prom." Ron apologizes.

"And you didn't think to tell me!" I can see Harry, becoming more and more riled up.

I lean over and kiss him on the cheek, I then move to sit on his lap and I pull his arms around my waist. Although I am not comfortable in this position, especially in the Gryffindor common room, where anyone can walk in and see. However this action seems to defuse Harry, so I suck it in. "So why is it me he needs?" I ask.

"Because the sacrifice must be of his own bloodline. It won't work with anyone else." Weasely answers.

I open my mouth to speak, "That means the only way to save everyone from my father is-"

"No!" Harry snaps, "I see where this is going. No!"

I turn in his lap to face him, "Yes, Harry. I know you love me and I love you which is why I have to do it." I stand up and look at everyone. "The only way I can save you all is by killing myself."

"And what about when Lucius, becomes the next dark lord? You can't protect us from the grave." Ron protests.

I turn to my red lion again, "Harry, you defeated a dark lord before and I believe you can do it again."

"But not on my own."

"And you won't be alone. You have Granger and Weasley. And now you have Pansy and Blaise on your side."

"But our team isn't complete without you, Draco." Harry replies, close to tears.

"As much as I hate to admit it, Harry's right." Ron agrees.

"There must be another way." The boy-who-lived insists.

"But Moaning Myrtle and Sir Nicholas confirmed the only way for him to move on is to accomplish his unfinished business. And that business is to become the next dark lord... the only way that can happen is for me to die." I say.

"Ain't it possible that they maybe haven't found any other way?" Ron suggests.

"Yes. I'm sure if I looked hard enough I could find another way." Granger adds.

I nod, and think about that possibility, "Okay, what about this? I'll give you one week to find another way and if you haven't found one by then, I'm giving myself up. Deal?"

The trio share multiple looks. I can tell they don't want to agree, but what other choice do we have, "Deal." They answer together.

Snape POV

I am in the middle of preparing a lesson plan, when I hear a desperate knock at my door, "You may enter." I call to my visitor.

The door opens, revealing my Godson on the other side, "Severus, I have a plan." He begins.

"Hello to you too, Draco." I respond, bluntly.

"Yeah, whatever." The blonde says, dismissively, "Lucius, cornered Weasley in the library."

"Lucius, is back! And Weasley was in the library!" I'm honestly not sure which statement surprises me more.

"I know, and yes, he is back."

I study the boy in front of me. I can almost hear the wheels turning in his head. I know the only way to free us all of Lucius, so I know what ever plan he has it will be at the cost of himself, "You can't give yourself up to him. You're still so young. Please, allow me be the one to do it." I offer.

"Severus, you know as well as I do that won't work. His blood runs through my veins. It must be me." Draco urges.

I nod sadly, knowing he's right, "I know." I sigh, "What is your plan?"

The blonde tells me his plan in immense detail. The more he tells me the more my heart constricts with fear and mourning. I am so proud of the strong man, Draco has become. And I hate that he must bare all of this.

Unfortunately for me, once this is all over and Lucius has moved on, I will die. As soon as he is gone the connection with his ghost that is keeping me alive will go too. The only good thing that has come out of all this is that, I got to spend more time with my Godson.

I don't have the heart to tell what will become of me, "I don't know about this, Draco. There must be another way. What if something goes wrong?" I ask.

"I trust you. Nothing will go wrong. You are the only one I trust to make this concoction. It is the only way." Draco answers.

"And if it doesn't work?"

"Then Harry, and his friends can take care of it. I know they can." His confidence doesn't falter, not even for a second.

"Are you going to tell them your plan?" I think it's important to ask him as many questions as possible, so I know he won't decide to back out when it's too late. But I see only a longing in his grey eyes... a long to protect the ones he loves. He is proving to be a true heroin.

He shakes his blonde head at my question, "No. It's better they don't know."

We are getting very close to the final battle. Only a couple more chapters to go.

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