AN: Busy few wks , lol but here it is your chapter 8 wow! goodness I said before in the first version how much I hater Arthur notes, if you have the time for it, you might aswell do a

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All my prayers keep me breathing

Life is one big hypocrite
Like a knife against the skin
I'm a hostage in this skin
Had to help the weak ones live
So I'm running
I am running

~~Wynter GordonStimela

"Malfoy, Potter got the snitch…Hurray!" Nott snickered behind his hand, his lackeys sharing the same amusement.

Draco narrowing his eyes in suspicion, decided to track Harry down.

While walking in the hall, Ron nearly ran in to him, wearing his Slytherin fan regalia.

"Whoa, Ron, what's going on?"

Rob taking a deep, breath, "Harrys….arm…have gone!"

Draco blinked, "What?!"

Ron tried to gain air; meanwhile he waved Draco to follow him.

Draco felt worry; just like today, he hadn't been at the previous game. He had been too busy like Nott resenting Potter.

They finally arrived at the infirmary, only to have to get through Harrys fan club.

Draco grumbled, straightening his robes finally satisfied, he walked over to the bed.

Harry turned his eyes away from the nurse, "I don't know why your surprised Potter, you know as soon as you get into some mischief they come to me."

"So how did this happen to you?"

Hermione, who watched the amusing scene, answered before Harry could.

"He went after the gold snitch, when a bludger slammed him from the side. Instead of stopping he kept after it. Though at that time he still had bone, Lockheart decided to help our young' hero here, and in the end got rid of all of his right arm almost killed him."

"Now, Draco you can't curse a teacher." Draco who had been half way to the door, stopped before he pulled a wand out. Pointing it at the door full of people, a blue blast hit them. With a snap the crowd had been shoved out, and the door shut.

Ron, red faced from all the running laughed from a seat by the bed. "I knew you wouldn't be able to not attack. Hermione and I placed a bet…" At Draco's look he stopped talking, turning towards Hermione who was flushed he said, "And I expected more from you."

Putting his wand way he sighed, "I'm glad that it wasn't worst, I thought you had gone after what ever had gotten Miss Norris considering, you can hear snakes."

Harry blinked up at Draco, "What do snakes have to do with Miss Norris?"

"Shit." Draco quickly searched his mind for a way out. It luckily came in the form of the infirmary doors slamming back open. Dumbledore, his hands coming down looked at them, "Well it's been a while since I've had to use such force."

"I give up." Draco sank down on to Harry's bed and put his head in his hand.

NEXT DAY

Draco tapped his pen (borrowed from Harry) against his desk.

Watching Locke- hearts every move, one curse, if he could do one curse.

He searched his mind, letting the mindless lecture fade to the back ground.

Eventually, everything became quiet.

Blinking Draco looked around the room. Everyone else was frozen, feeling something ominous. He turned towards the door.

"Stimela sihamba ngamalahle

Sibeletha la KuBhayi Shu Shu Shu

Stimela sihamba ngamalahle

Sibeletha la KuBhayi."( AN:Wynter Gordon-Stimela had to do it)

Draco jerked back at the shout coming from, a tattooed woman in front of him. Her eyes cut through him, feeling threatened he reached for his wand. Only to be stopped by an unseen force. She spoke, her words exploding in his head making no sense.

"I c-can't understand you."

"You're fighting time, Voldemort, Santo's and even yourself."

Draco fell back against the desk, flash backs erupting in his brain like fireworks.

"What will be the truth in the end? Your enemy will be many, your friends none. I am sent to introduce myself. I will be there when you conceive. Be ready hero, you will have to choose soon, the creature or the Reborn King Arthur. You're next chosen road will lead you to the end."

Her hand reached out touching his chest. Shuddering, Draco felt pain course through his whole body.

Harry's POV

Harry was ignoring the prof up front, instead he found himself occupied watching Draco.

He hadn't stopped tapping his pen yet, Harry debated throwing a piece of paper at him.

While debating, he noticed Draco had fallen asleep. Snickering, he poked Ron who seemed to be half way to dream land himself.

They both muttered amongst themselves, before they finished creating a floating plane. Slowly, Harry floated it over to Draco, and without second guessing the movement he dropped it.

They waited for Draco to jerk awake, but he didn't. After a minute Harry leaned over and tapped his desk. Still no movement, feeling worried he reached over and shook the other.

Draco didn't move, Harry jumped up causing the class to stop. Pulling at Draco's, he felt panic rising, when Draco merely flopped back his lips blue.

"DRACO…DRACO!"

A/N: I love when I have to think and think on the next chapter well here it, read and review Chu!