Hey everyone! I hope you're having a good week! Here's another chapati for you. You might recognize some of the later scenes from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.I, quite obviously, do not own those parts. Still, I hope you enjoy this!

When Harry next opened his eyes, the sun was shining high in the sky.

He was not sure at what point he had fallen asleep last night. The last thing he remembered was watching the sun come up with Draco. He sat up, turning to where Draco had been.

He was gone, but just as Harry was about to jump to his feet, Draco exited the tent. Harry relaxed, stretching.

"Morning," Draco greeted him.

"More like afternoon," Harry laughed, gesturing to the sun. "Did you end up getting any sleep last night?"

"Yeah," Draco said, "I slept great. I only woke up about five minutes ago."

"Good," Harry said. Draco took a seat next to Harry once again, silently handing him a slice of bread and an orange.

"Well," Harry said after he had consumed the food, "I guess we should start planning how we are going to get into Gringotts."

Draco nodded uncertainly.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked him.

"It's just… are we sure we want to do this today?"

"I think the sooner we do it, the better. We know where one of the Horcruxes is; I think we shouldn't waste much time."

"Yeah, I see your point, but don't we need time to form a good plan?"

"Yes, we do; it is only the two of us, though. We don't have a whole army to command, just us. We will form a plan now and go when we feel ready."

"Okay," Draco agreed, somewhat reluctantly.

So they started to form a plan, reminding Harry forcibly of only a week ago, when he and Draco had sat in the library in Slytherin Manor, planning the downfall of an Order of the Phoenix safe house.

It was amazing how much everything had changed in such a short amount of time. Harry wished he could go back to that time, not forever, but just for a little while.

It would be so nice to forget about everything he now knew. To go back to the naivety and not question his surroundings would be a rare treat.

But as he thought about this, he realized something. He would much rather know the truth, even knowing all the pain and betrayal that came with it.

He would have never wanted to keep fighting for the man who killed his parents.

After about two hours, Harry was convinced that they had covered everything. Every possible scenario, including what would happen if the Ministry, Voldemort, and the Order all showed up at the same time, had been discussed.

Even though Draco looked reluctant to go there right away, Harry wanted this over.

"Besides," he told Draco, "The sooner we find a Horcrux, the sooner Voldemort is dead, and we can get on with our lives."

"Let's go then." Draco said.

Both boys rose and walked back into the tent. Harry opened up the backpack and took out the invisibility cloak, shoving it into his pocket.

Draco walked over to the bedside and took Harry's wand. He followed Harry back outside, handing him his wand.

Draco then turned and started to remove the protective enchantments which had been placed around them. Harry pointed his wand at the tent, and it bunched up and placed itself into the bag.

When they were done, Draco turned back to Harry.

"You are absolutely sure you are ready for this?" he asked.

"Of course," Harry said confidently, "Areyouready for this?"

"Yes," Draco said, slightly less confident than Harry. Nevertheless, he took Harry's offered arm.

Harry draped the cloak over both of them and said, "On the count of three, then. One, two… three!"

Both boys turned on the spot and vanished into the suffocating darkness. They appeared in the middle of the same tavern Harry had visited yesterday. However, now it was much busier than when Harry had come.

Draco quickly pulled him over to a side table no one occupied.

"How do we get out?" Draco asked quietly, not wanting to draw attention to them.

"This way." Harry led the way carefully around all of the table, taking care not to hit anyone. They reached the door and stopped.

"How do we open it?" Draco asked.

"I don't know…" Harry trailed off, trying to think of a way to open it without being noticed.

"Harry, maybe we should take off the cloak until we get outside," Draco suggested.

Harry looked around the pub. There were no Death Eaters or Order members. The only thing they would have to worry about would be ministry employees.

"I think it should just be you. The ministry is looking for me, not you. You can open up the door for me." Harry said quietly.

"Fine." Draco agreed, and they walked to another empty table.

Draco crouched low to the ground and glanced around before pulling off the cloak in one swift movement. He straightened, smiling, and made his way to the door.

Harry followed close behind him, trying not to bump into anyone in the crowded tavern. Draco opened the door and then paused, looking around as though he were waiting for someone.

Harry took his chance and slipped out of the door. After a minute, Draco shook his head and followed Harry.

"Great job!" Harry said.

"Thanks," Draco said, "Now, let go into Diagon Ally, shall we?"

Harry threw the cloak back over Draco, then he took out his wand and copied the movement he had seen Neville do yesterday. The wall opened up just as it was supposed to, and the boys quickly exited the cramped ally.

Draco led the way as they weaved through people, trying to stay together. This proved to be much harder than either boy had realized, and they ended up bumping into people.

"Harry, this isn't working." Draco said after they hit someone for the fifth time. He pulled Harry over to a side street.

"I know." Harry said, "But what can we do?"

"We are too big under the cloak together." Draco said, "We should separate and become invisible."

Harry thought about it for a moment. They didn't have much time to waste. They had both agreed that as soon as they got into Diagon Ally, they would be as quick as they could be just in case something went wrong.

"Okay," Harry said reluctantly. "But, if we get separated, meet me by that sign in the front of the bank. I will stand on the right side of it."

"That works," Draco said, quickly taking out his wand.

He pointed it at Harry and then at himself. In a matter of seconds, both boys were invisible. Harry took off the cloak and shoved it, with some difficulty, into the backpack.

"Okay, are you ready?" Draco's voice asked from somewhere to Harry's left.

"Yes," Harry said, "See you in a bit."

Both boys waited for an opening and then moved into the sea of people. Harry tried to stay close to the shops, trying to limit the number of obstacles he would have to avoid.

He could hope Draco was close by, but it was impossible to tell for sure. He kept walking, weaving through the crowds of people, doing his best not to fit into any of them.

He kept a sharp eye out for Death Eaters and Order members alike. Right now, both parties posed a threat to him and Draco.

Harry was almost at the sign when, out of the door to his left, came a woman wearing bright pink. She was squat and looked rather like a toad.

"I think the Minister would just adore that. Oh yes, we're very good friends, didn't you know?"

Harry hurried to hex her and moved on as quickly as he could. If she really was a friend of the Minister, then that should be enough to make her leave Diagon Ally. If she worked for the Ministry, then she was a threat to him.

Eventually, Harry reached the sign, sighing with relief when he did.

"Draco?" He asked quietly. Suddenly, a hand touched his shoulder. He turned around quickly, but no one was there.

"I'm right here." Draco's voice said, "Let's change back to the cloak."

"Okay," Harry agreed, and he led Draco over to a side street.

He took out his wand and pointed it at himself. He became visible, and then Draco appeared next to him. Draco had his wand out also.

"Okay, are you ready?" Harry asked him.

"Yeah, I am. Are you ready? Your scar doesn't hurt or anything, does it?"

"No," Harry said truthfully, "I'm fine." The unsaid 'for now' seemed to hang ominously in the air.

"Okay then." Draco said, and he took the cloak out of the bag.

They had decided that in order to sneak into the bank, they would not be relying on any spells to keep them hidden. Instead, they would be wearing the invisibility cloak, which would offer them coverage and could not be undone by any spells.

Draco slung the cloak over his and Harry's shoulders, and the boys exited the ally. They walked carefully up the front steps, making sure they stayed completely hidden. Harry was just about to enter the bank when Draco pulled him back sharply.

"What?" Harry hissed, but then he saw why Draco had stopped him.

Flanking the doors on either side were two guards with Probity Probes. These were long rods that would detect all forms of magical concealment.

"Now what?" Harry asked.

Draco thought for a moment and then pointed his wand at Harry. "WingardiumLeviosa," He said, performing a simple swish and flick motion.

Harry was lifted off the ground, and Draco held onto his shoulder.

Harry quickly wrapped the cloak around their feet so they wouldn't be seen from below. Then, ever so carefully, Draco directed them above the guards' heads and through the door.

He floated them over to a corner, and with a final downward motion of his wand, they were safely on the ground again.

"Have I ever told you that you're a genius?" Harry asked him as they secured the cloak again.

"It was nothing." Draco said bashfully.

"Are you kidding?" Harry asked, "That was great."

"Okay," Draco said, "Maybe it was, but we have to stay focused. You can praise my intellect once we have that Horcrux."

"That works." Harry said with a smile. Once the cloak was covering them completely again, they made their way further into the bank.

"We will need a goblin to show us where to go." Draco reminded him as they neared the back of the hall.

Harry nodded and looked around. There was one standing not too far away. He didn't look busy at the moment.

"Imperio," Harry said, aiming at the goblin.

He, of course, hit the goblin square in the chest. He felt the all too familiar feeling of total control. The boys walked over to where the goblin stood, motionless, waiting for a command. Harry silently directed him to take them to Bellatrix's vault.

The goblin walked away in the opposite direction of the vaults, and Harry was confused for a moment until he came back with a bag of something that made a loud clinking noise.

If any of the other goblins thought his behavior odd, they made no mention, and the goblin was able to lead the boys to a cart without an incident.

Nevertheless, Harry had not had to control anyone in a long time, and as he was climbing into the cart, his hold on the goblin slipped momentarily.

"Thieves!" the goblin yelled suddenly.

"Silencio!" Harry said quickly, but it was too late. Goblins had started to flood in from the front room.

"Imperio!" Draco said, and the cart zoomed off as the boys regained control of the goblin.

They were flying down the track at breakneck speeds, farther down than Harry had gone yesterday. Then, suddenly, they turned a corner and came face to face with a waterfall. There was nothing either of them could do.

The cart lurched forward suddenly and expelled them into the torrent of water. Then, they were tumbling towards the ground so fast that there was no time to stop. Surprisingly, when they hit the ground, it was soft.

"C-Cushioning charm." Draco said, helping Harry up. For the second time, the boys seemed to lose control of the goblin.

"That waterfall must have been to undo any sort of magical concealment." Harry guessed, checking to make sure he had his things still.

He panicked when he realized that the cloak was no longer on him and Draco; however, he noticed it a few feet away. He didn't bother to put it back on but shoved it into his bag instead. Their plan was already in pieces anyway.

"Well, they know we are ." Draco added, pointing his wand at the goblin once again.

"Come on." Harry said, "We don't have time to spare."

Draco pointed his wand at the goblin, and he obediently led them further down into the bank. Just as they were about to turn into a large open area, the goblin stopped.

"What is he doing?" Harry asked, lurching to a stop.

"I'm not sure." Draco said, also coming to a halt.

The goblin retrieved the loud bag from an inside pocket and opened it. Harry and Draco saw long metallic things in it. The goblin took them out and handed them to Harry and Draco.

They stood there confused as the goblin took out his own pair and started to shake them. Just then, though, the boys heard a deafening roar sound from the other room.

"It couldn't be." Harry said, peering around the corner.

There stood the largest dragon Harry had ever seen. It had huge, milky white eyes and pealing, unhealthy-looking scales. It seemed to become agitated by the sound which the goblin was making.

"Quick, shake the metal things." Harry directed Draco.

Both boys started to shake them like the goblin, and the dragon cringed away from them. The goblin led the way past the dragon and up a flight of stairs.

When they at last reached the top, they walked down a short hall, and then, there, before them, stood a heavy stone door, the entrance to Bellatrix's vault.

"Now what?" Draco asked.

"Tell him to open it quickly." Harry directed.

Draco did so, and the goblin complied. The door to the vault swung open, and Harry and Draco's eyes widened. Inside there was tons of gold, easily triple what had been in Harry's vault.

"Where do we even begin?" Draco asked.

"Just look around for something that looks like the cup, ring, or diadem." Harry shrugged, and he entered the vault.

"Could this be it?" Draco asked, picking up a small cup.

Harry took it and examined it, "No, it has to haveHufflepuff'screst on it, remember?"

"Oh yeah." Draco said.

Harry put down the cup, and the boys continued to work through the mounds of treasure, becoming increasingly discouraged by each piece that was not a Horcrux.

Harry was starting to get anxious now. If they did not find anything soon, then the guards would show up. Even if they managed to escape, Bella would surely have known that they tried to steal from her.

Voldemort, too, would find out and would probably suspect them of hunting Horcruxes. He began to look with an increased necessity, and then…

"It's there," he called suddenly, "The cup, look!"

Draco turned and saw where Harry was pointing. There, on the top shelf of one of the cabinets, was the cup withHufflepuff'screst clearly emblazoned on it.

"I have to get up there." Harry said, but just then, they heard a something from the hallway. It was a loud metallic sound, and then there was a roar.

"They're coming!" Draco said.

"We have to get the cup!" Harry said urgently.

Draco pointed his wand at Harry and said, "Venticulas!"

Harry's arm stretched until he was able to grab onto the cup. Draco undid the charm with a flick of his hand, and Harry's arm returned to normal, the cup in his hand.

"Come on!" Harry said, grabbing Draco's arm.

Together, they ran out of the vault and back down the hall. However, when they reached the stairs again, they stopped short. Hundreds of goblins were making their way towards them, along with a number of wizard guards.

"We're trapped!" Draco called, firing a spell into the crowd and knocking down one of the guards.

Try they might; Harry knew they were severely outnumbered. He looked around wildly for some way out. And then his eyes found what he was looking for. It was crazy, that was for sure, but it may just be crazy enough to work.

"Do you trust me?" Harry asked, also firing into the crowd.

"Do it, whatever it is, just do it!" Draco said.

"Okay then." Harry said.

He grabbed hold of Draco's arm and threw them both over the ledge. As they fell, Harry blasted the dragon's binds. They landed safely on its back, their skin scrapping slightly from its dry scales.

"Hold on tight!" Harry called as the dragon started to move.

Harry pointed his wand up and blasted a large hole in the ceiling. The dragon seemed to realize his chance at freedom was above, and he started to claw his way through the cold stone.

Harry blasted another hole, and Draco seemed to catch on to what he was doing, aiding the effort by blasting apart the stone. It was slow work, but eventually, the dragon broke through the marble floor of the upper level.

People screamed and pushed each other to get out of its way. However, the dragon did not stop there.

With a loud roar, it set its eyes on the ceiling. It tunneled upward further and further until, finally, it broke through the ceiling of the bank, and it was free at last.