Hey! Thank you for your reviews. I also want to thank you for all your wonderful support in this story and for sticking by me. This is the last chapter. I know I'm sad too.

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While Draco was fighting, Harry had run into the forest in attempt to hide from Voldemort. To say the least it didn't last long. Soon his chain had caught on the branch and as much as he tried he couldn't get the chain loose. That's was how Voldemort found him. "Well, now isn't this a pleasant sight. My pet chained down just like I had seen him when I left to fight. You are very high maintenance did you know that?"

"All the more reason to let me go." Harry knew the longer he could stall from being taken back he might possibly have someone stumble onto them and save him. He knew now that he couldn't save himself from this monster.

The Snake laughed. "No, no. All the more reason to keep you and break you." Voldemort snatched up the chain and yanked it, effectively pulling Harry into his chest. He then tightened his grip on him and pressed his face next to Harry's. As much as Harry pushed and kicked he couldn't move. His head was on fire. All to quickly Voldemort slid his hand up Harry's bare chest. "My, you are just frozen. Why don't we go back to the castle and snuggle in our bed?"

Harry found strength in his voice, "I wouldn't be as cold if you didn't insist on keeping me shirtless."

"But you look so handsome and my marks show everyone just who you are. One day you'll appreciate this. No one will dare hurt you."

"Then what would you call that party? See-look this is my property, why don't you have a go-I don't mind?"

"Just trying to show you your place in my new better world." Voldemort had finally maneuvered the chain off the branch and tapped his wand on it forming handcuffs around Harry's slim wrists. "Now we can go home."

Voldemort started to trudge back to the castle leading/dragging Harry along with him. Then through the thick shrubs, a red spell shot out aimed at Voldemort. The Dark Lord seem to know it was coming and deflected it easily. Once again another curse zoomed toward Voldemort, who again deflected it.

"Mr. Malfoy, I know it's you. Show yourself and save what is left of your petty pride." Harry stepped closer to Voldemort to give himself some slack on the chain and watched as Draco appeared from the shrubs. "I knew something was up with you, young Malfoy. I-"

"Don't call me that. My father practically disowned me."

"Draco. You and I both know you won't win this. I am Lord Voldemort, and everyone bows down to me. I am the new leader in this world. I make the rules and you will abide by it or die by it."

Draco finally found his voice after so long of keeping quiet. "Well, I finally know where I stand. What you are doing is barbaric and degrading for everyone especially to..." He was going to say Harry, but that would only fuel the fire. "I don't know why I even wanted to serve you."

Abruptly, Draco was on the ground with severe pain in his face. He tried to open his eyes but the one eye refused to open. Relying on the one eye he opened it and saw that Harry was struggling against his bonds trying to get to him.

"What the hell was that for, you bastard?" Harry was banging his fist on Voldemort's chest. "He just insulted you. I do it all the time." There was a resounding smack throughout the forest. Harry was on the ground with a red stinging handprint on his face.

"Potter, I am not in the mood for your chivalry. As soon as I finish with this traitor, I will show just how much I am not in the mood." His piercing gaze stayed with Harry until Harry looked away. Voldemort then turned on Draco again. "I have to say that mark will scar wonderfully, but it doesn't seem like enough." He swished his wand and made another slashing motion. The pain in Draco's face intensified and he couldn't open either of his eyes at the moment.

"There. Get up you worthless traitor, you know, I should kill you right now." Voldemort left Harry's side briefly to pull Draco close to his face. Draco could feel the warm air against his face and cringed.

"But I am feeling generous, now mind you this doesn't happen often, I will let you go, but you will be hunted for the rest of your known life. You will never feel safe, you will watch your back and become paranoid. You will know that your life is ruined and everyone will know who you are and what you have done to our new world. You will never rest."

Voldemort picked Harry up by the collar and shoved him into a forward march. "Now Draco, get out of my sight and don't think I won't be watching." After that the pet and Master walked back toward the battle and castle. Draco attempted to get up and go after them, but too soon passed out from the pain.

When Draco awoke he heard crunching and twigs snapping. He opened his eyes with great difficultly and all around him there were wounded Rebels running in the opposite direction from the school. He shakily stood and was almost run over by a brown haired blob. "What-?" He had done a 180 and saw it was Granger who had run into him.

Hermione cocked her head a little, but seemed to recognize him. She then grabbed his hand and yanked him towards the other rebels. "Come on we have to move."

Draco ran along side her and yelled, "What happened, where's Harry?"

"No time to explain, just run." Soon they reached a clearing where all the rebels seemed to be congregating. Prof. Lupin was there already instructing the last of the rebels.

"You know the place to apparate, get there and then we can talk. Merlin speed, people."

"Ready, Malfoy?" She still held his hand.

Just before the apparated Draco said. "It's Draco. My father disowned me." Then they were gone just as the few still standing Death Eaters made it to the clearing.

Suddenly they slammed into the ground causing Draco's knees to buckle and fall to the ground. Everyone was there and were looking depressed beyond belief. He let go of Hermione's hand as she moved away to converse with some people. Draco found a tree and slumped down in front of it.

After a while everyone was settled in and talking quietly, Draco spoke for the first time since they arrived. "Granger, where's Harry? Did he get out alright?" The rebels all stopped talking and turned towards Draco's voice.

Hermoine moved forward. "It's okay people. I'll tell him." She consoled the crowd. She had a first aid kit with her and knelt down beside him. She started to clean out the wound on his face.

"Tell me what?" He thought about the way people reacted and gasped. "No. Please tell me you got him out of that place. Please." He gently nudged her hand away looking into her eyes. Tears started to fall from her face and he knew. "No...What happened while I was out?"

Hermoine gave a shaky breath before reapplying the cloth to clean his face. "After you passed out I think that was when V-Voldemort came from the forest and Harry was trailing on the side of him. He looked so defeated. The fight had made it outside and everyone saw them together and all the fighting stopped. No more curses were thrown and we all stared. We didn't know what to think, we thought he had made it out safe. I mean, we saw him get out. Right aft-"

"Ouch! Watch it." Draco flinched away.

Hermione turned his face back towards her gently and said, "Sorry." before reapplying the cloth. She picked back up were she left off. "Right after that we all waited for something to happen. V-Voldemort saw that all of us had stopped fighting and smiled. It was scary. He gave us that one glance before he said to his Death Eaters, 'Kill them all.' Even though we didn't accomplish what we thought we should have it...(sigh) someone in the group yelled 'Retreat' and everyone including myself ran in panic. We all started running firing spells so we could get away. Now I feel so embarrassed that I acted that way."

Hermione finished cleaning and muttered to herself, "that will need stitches" as she rummaged through her kit.

Draco looked away from her for a moment and glanced at the camp site for the first time since they arrived. He could see many people helping each other with their wounds and others trying to nap. Then he caught sight of red hair and along with it two more. "What are the twins doing here?"

"Oh...I just talked to them. I guess before you got Harry out of the building he told Sirius to save the twins and don't worry about him. They were both real surprised that Sirius showed up after knocking the two guards out. Both had heard the commotion upstairs but figured Harry was entertaining them." She looked away, sighed then abruptly applied a tight smile. "Ok. I'm sorry to say this, but I have to put stitches in otherwise that will get infected."

Draco looked back at her and said. "Do what ever it is you need to do."

She began her work stringing the needle and sterilizing it before placing one hand on his jaw and the other rested the needle in place. She looked into his eyes and said, "This might hurt I little. We don't have any potions or anything to ease the pain." before continuing pushing the needle under the gash and pushing it out clean through the other side.

Draco winced, but tried not to show anymore weakness. To get his mind off the pain he then began thinking, instead, about his epiphany. He liked Harry and now knowing that his infatuation was detained by his ex-master made him wish he had told Harry his feelings. At first, Draco had thought Harry knew about his feelings, but thought better of it. He had too much on his plate to worry about a silly infatuation a fellow ex-classmate has on him. Well, next time I see him I will tell him. Well,...if I ever see him. I--"

"Ok. Mal-Draco I'm done. Just be sure to go easy on it." Hermione patted him on his shoulder and turned to leave.

As she was walking away he suddenly wanted to know something. "Hey, Granger."

"It's Hermione, but yes?"

Draco suddenly felt embarrassed and ducked his head down. "...Before you retreated did Harry say anything to any of you? Anything at all? I know it's stupid but I don't know never mind. It was a stupid question." He heard the footsteps, but only when the pair of shoes in front of him did he look up.

Granger looked a little nervous as she crouched down keeping eye contact. "I don't know if I should be telling you this, with you being on probation with being a Death Eater and all, but what do you know about the connection between Harry and Voldemort? Or can you tell me what Harry knows?"

"Well, I have theories and little clues I picked up from Harry and the Dark Lord's conversations. I think, from what I got from Harry, is that Voldemort has, what are they called,...Horcruxes. I don't know if that 's the answer you were looking for or what but...wait a second, if you answered my question with a question there is something you are not telling me. Spill."

Hermione sighed. "You caught me. Fine. When I was retreating to the forest I heard Harry yell something like, 'Find them. Find them all. I know you can.' I think he meant find all the Horcruxes and destroy them."

"You know something, Gr-Hermione I think, though I loathe to admit it, your right." Draco slowly got up and placed a hand on her shoulder. "And if you don't mind I would love to help find them. I have nowhere to go and I think I could help you. Even right now I am get as much of a rebel as you, except maybe worse." He chuckled.

"Hey! Get off of her Malfoy!" Draco was abruptly flat on the ground. Ron stood over him with the twin just behind him trying to hold him back.

"Ron, he tried to save us. You should thank him."

"But he's a death eater. What is he doing here, anyway?"

"Ron, he tried to save Harry. He's the one that helped with the letters and got Harry out of the school. Just chill."

"But, Hermione-"

"No. Now he is a traitor to Voldemort and has no place to go. Would you want to be wandering around now by yourself and injured?"

"No but"

"Leave it, he's staying." Hermione told the twins off and wrapped her arms around him and held him until he hugged her back. "Oh, Ron he knows about the Horcruxes and wants to help us find them. So once we're all healed we are going a-searching. Ok, hon?" She snuggled into him a little bit more hoping to warm his icy exterior.

"Fine. But if there is one sign of betrayal I'll kill him. And don't think this means I trust you either, Malfoy."

Draco smiled, but stopped suddenly when the stitches tugged hard on his skin. "I would expect nothing less from a fury redheaded Weasley and it's Draco, please." He held out his hand, similar to when he offered his hand to Harry all those years ago. Ron looked at him oddly for a moment before shaking it.

"Okay. We will expect to leave at two weeks time."

Draco watched them leave him and said softly to himself, "Don't worry Harry. I haven't stopped fighting for you. I will save you yet."

As soon as every last body was burned, Voldemort turned on his Death Eaters and yelled, "I want three search parties at all times looking for those rebels, I want them brought here and we will dispose of them. Now get out there and start looking. Malfoy, stay."

They waited until everyone was gone and Lucius stepped forward. "Yes My lord, what is it you wish of me?"

"Follow me." They went behind the meal table to a small cage. Harry was chained to the sides of the cage, his hair completely matted with twigs and leafs from the forest. There was still a faint hand print on his face, but was now wet from tear streaks. He hid his face when he saw the two coming towards him.

Voldemort's finger's laced through the cages' links before he spoke. "I have a proposition for you. Though you disappointed me with not killing your son I'm showing you a little leniency. Would you like to help me break him? You would be venting your frustrations and I would know that you are still loyal to me. I need to know he's loyal as well. How would he not know? He was with them at all times." Voldemort was now just talking to himself more than Lucius.

"I would be honored with helping you break Potter, My Lord."

Lord Voldemort looked up shocked. Harry attempted shrink farther into the corner of the cage. "What?! Breaking Potter is my privilege, Malfoy! I was talking about Snape." Malfoy, realizing his mistake, fell to his knees kissing the hem of his Lord's robe. "I'm sorry, my Lord. I misunderstood. Please forgive me."

"See that it doesn't happen again. Crucio." Harry peaked out from his 'hiding' place and caught a glimpse of Malfoy withering on the ground failing to hold his screams in. His Master let the cruse go. "Get out of my sight." Malfoy apparated on the spot.

Voldemort opened the cage and the chains just fell away from Harry as he was pulled forcefully out of the cage. He pulled his pet close to his face. "Now, to deal with you. You, my pet have cause so much ruckus tonight along with all the other nights that you have spent here and tonight I am going to begin to right this." Voldemort grabbed a chain the appeared on Harry's collar and starting yanking him through the corridors. "Soon you will be mine, obedient and you will depend on me. But we will go day by day."

Harry was too tired to argue. He had been running on adrenaline and very little food. All he wanted was to sleep and figure things out tomorrow. Harry followed blindly and occasionally, Voldemort would mutter a spell in Harry's direction. Harry noticed his hair was clean and then that the pain in his face was gone. If he didn't know Voldemort's true personality then Harry would have thought the Snake was being nice. What was he up to?

As they were trekking down the last corridor before Voldemort's chambers the Snake spoke again. "You will be sleeping with me tonight. And you will do everything I say."

That woke Harry up. "What did you say?"

Voldemort stopped in front of his chamber door forcing Harry to stop behind him. "You know what I said." He twisted the knob and pushed the door open. The Snake licked his lips and looked Harry up and down before saying, "You're mine and I will show you, right now." Then he shoved his pet into the bed chambers shutting and locking the door in one fluent motion. All through the night screams could be heard coming from the Dark Lord's chamber, but no one came to the rescue.

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