Wow. Some people saved from the story from dying. Congrats. You know who you are. Hearts and cookies! Oh yes, fluff with Catastrophe and Drake in this chapter. You have to read it, though.

"Shh." Someone hissed in her ear and she stopped momentarily, as she was brought back to consciousness and a vial of a mysterious potion was pushed to her shaking, blue lips. She drank it, relishing the warmness that spread in her body as she sighed in content for a while.

"Can you talk?" he asked again, and she knew it was a boy, from the sound of his voice. She nodded and he chuckled a bit. Cat thought hard. She had heard this voice from somewhere before, and she knew it.

"Now, don't scream or do anything rash, understood?" he murmured against her ear again and she shivered. She nodded. 'Wow, careful I was. Really, disobeying Professor Snape and the cute Auror no less! Wait, cute Auror? Snap out of it, Catastrophe Malfoy! This is not the time! What if he does Legillimency and tries to harm them too? Oh Merlin, this is a tight fix. Darn it, darn it, darn it! Okay, calm down. Enough rambling, I wonder why I'm here, I-''

Someone chuckled and she gasped a bit, whirling around and gasping again.

"I told you not to move." He hissed, but his voice was strained and almost…hurt? Cat just stood there, sitting down as her back slid down the wall and collapsed against the hard chest she was against. He hissed with pain and she moved away, wondering what had happened since she had been knocked out.

"Okay, once more, be quiet." He murmured and whispered, 'Lumos.'

Cat whirled around to see…Drake! The Auror! What was going on?

"I knew w=that you were going to sneak out. I'm not that stupid." He chuckled, then grabbed his chest and moaned in pain.

"Are you okay?" she whispered as she felt a cloth on her already dry mouth. She just let him wipe her blood off of her lips, blushing as he did so.

"I'm fine." He muttered, but she knew he was lying and gently, but firmly pushed him chest and he hissed with pain and grasped her arm, making her wince and whimper in pain. He let go and turned away.

"Look, Drake. Really, I'm not a Healer, but I know you're hurt. What's wrong?" Cat tried once again, and he turned around, almost hesitating before opening his upper clothes as she turned away, but he grasped her arm and hissed,

"Look, you're going to see it anyway." He continued fumbling on his buttons, so she pushed his pale hands away and unbuttoned his shirt. Dropping her hands to her side, she gasped.

His chest was sticky with his blood and the shirt stuck to his skin, and he hissed in pain. She gritted her teeth and tried not to vomit as she peeled off the cloth as gently as she could. She heard the sound of his gritting against each tooth and whimpered for him.

"What happened?" she pushed again, and he sighed. He pushed her hands away and started to talk.

FLASHBACK

"Draco Malfoy?" I tried to sound surprised as he slammed me against the wall. Wincing as he did so, I tried to pry his fingers off of my robes, but to no avail.

"You. You try to touch my sister one more time and I'll cut you up so much that your handsome face will be unnoticeable. Understood?" he hissed and I chuckled. Bad mistake. He let me go, and I tried to move, but I couldn't.

"Sectumsempra." He hissed and left, making me slither down the white wall, staining it red.

END OF FLASHBACK

Cat just stared, dumbfounded, as she looked at his scar on his chest. She conjured a thin stream of water and covered his mouth as he hissed. He looked at her hand and she blushed, just taking it off and wiping his wound clean, and bandaged it.

"Did he really do that, Drake? Do you think he is after all this that he is a Death Eater like our so called father?"

"Catastrophe, really, I-"

"And do you think there is a possibility that he is under a curse that binds him to Voldemort?"

"Catastrophe, please, snap out of it. Focus on me!" he hissed desperately as her eyes glazed over and was shaking badly.

"And it's my entire fault that he is the foulest creature on earth? Is there a possibility that he isn't my Draco who is my brother, who has saved me from so called father few months ago? Drake, answer me, please." She begged, kind of snapping out of her trance and licking her red lips, which encrusted with her blood. He took out his piece of cloth he had in his pocket from the old robes of his and wiped the blood off her mouth as she whimpered in pain as the encrusted dryness came off.

"Sorry." He whispered and clutched her to his chest as she sighed and closed her eyes. Almost digging into his chest, she buried her head into the crook of his neck and slept, as he followed, quickly whispering a 'Nox' and extinguishing the small stream of light.

************Meanwhile in the hallways*************

Draco knew it. He felt the feel of a girl, someone he knew that was near his bed that night. Before he could grab her wrist, she almost flew away and he heard something dragging on his cold, marble floor.

Sighing, he grabbed his cloak and left the Slytherin dungeon/common room, hissing in disgust as he stepped on a piece of cake, obviously left by Pansy.

He swept into the empty, cold hallway and wrapped the black cloak around him tighter, almost like a ghost; he swept into an empty classroom and sat down on the chairs. He was too confused and too far away, that he did not realize that someone was indeed watching him.

"So, Draco," the cold voice hissed, as he gasped and whirled around, "you haven't been on your mission tonight." Was the only thing he heard before he heard a ear-deafening scream.

He padded onto the hallway, his boots making no sounds as he looked with fury and fright.

There were two people: Pansy Parkinson and Hermione Granger, both lying on the floor covered in…Their own blood. He went closer, and made his mistake. Peeves were strolling in the corridor, you see…And screamed.

"Murder! Murder in cold blood! See the murderer while he is still here! Albus! Minerva! Everyone! Come and see the blood." It cackled and joyfully swooped down and went near the two, but Draco knew it wanted blood and sent it away.

His boots making no sound on the ceramic tiles, he quickly fell into the safety of his own room and fell into the bed, while ripping off his robe and falling into a nightmare of a sleep.

*********Meanwhile in the small closet hole*******

"Did you hear that?" Cat whispered as she heard someone in the corridor, but heard his breathing and slipped out, gasping as she saw the two girls.

"Miss Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked confusingly, "Did you do this?"

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