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Midnight's Dawning	By : KagetsuAsame Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 25012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 5
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Disclaimer:� If you don�t have
the idea by now from the previous 5 chapters then I feel very sorry for you.

I�m so sorry this has taken so long, I�ve been very busy and working on
my own story so I apologize for the amount of time it�s take for me to get this
out.� Thank you so much to those of you
who have taken the time to review, I greatly appreciate it.� So without further delay here�s the next
installment.

Chapter 6

�� I over heard Weasley talking with that half giant about the dog.�
Blaise said, relaxing at their table in the Great Hall.

�� It
was nearing the end of the school year and they were determined to find out
what was past that dog, �Do tell.� Draco moved his bishop, was playing chess
with Harry.

�� Harry
gazed at the board for a moment before taking the bishop with a rook,
�Apparently it goes to sleep with a bit of music.� He turned the page of the
book he was reading.

�� Tonight.� Harry stated as Draco smirked, moving his queen,
�Git.�

�� Check
mate.� He smiled, �And what about tonight?�

�� Tonight
we�re going to get past that dog.� He stared at the bored, trying to figure out
how it happened.

�� Getting
there without being detected will be fun and how will we get music?� He looked
at Blaise.

�� I
play.� Harry stated, �Music won�t be a problem.�
We have to figure out how to get there without being seen.�

�� Well,
let�s get to class, we can figure it out tonight before we head out so think
about it.� Draco said, getting to his feet and picking up his bag.

�� The
three boys headed out, making their way to potions, �Mr. Potter, I need to
speak with you after class.� Snape stated, walking past them as they took their
seats.

�� Harry
nodded, wondering what he needed to speak with him about.� Class went by quickly, Harry and Draco making
their potion perfectly.� Once everyone
had filed out he moved to Snape�s desk, �Yes professor?�

�� This
was left for you last night.� He handed him a package.

�� He
scowled at it, �Thank you sir.� Do you
know who left it?� He shook his head and Harry looked at the little card, �From
my father?� He raised an eyebrow, �Well, thank you again sir.� He headed out of
the classroom; Draco and Blaise were waiting for him.

�� So
what did he want?� Draco questioned as they headed toward the main door,
planning on spending some time in the courtyard.

�� To
give me a package that apparently was delivered for me.� Odd, don�t you think?� I�ll see what�s in it when we go to get ready
for tonight.� He sat under a tree, relaxing.

�� The
other two boys sat nearby, the three of them talking comfortably.� The afternoon passed quickly and they soon
found themselves back in their dorm, getting ready for their trip past the
dog.� The package turned out to be an
invisibility cloak, giving them a way to their destination.� Harry had retrieved his flute; it had been a
gift from Alexander on his fifth birthday.�
The two vampires had always demanded he learn the fine arts as well as
reading and writing so he had chosen to learn the flute.� Tucking the wooden instrument into his pocket
with his wand he picked up the cloak and they were ready to go.

�� Ok,
Draco, you get to hold the cloak over us on the way there and are in charge of
hiding it when we arrive.� He looked at Blaise, �Blaise, you snag the trap door
after I put the mutt to sleep.� When they nodded he smiled and they set out.

�� Getting
there didn�t turn out to be too much of a problem; it wasn�t hard for them with
the help of the cloak to sneak there and for Blaise to unlock the door.� Harry had his flute out and was playing
softly when the door opened, Draco hiding the cloak quickly.� A growl sounded around them then a soft whine
as it curled up and fell asleep at the sound of Harry�s tune.� The three boys worked quickly, Blaise pulling
open the trap door while Harry continued to play; easily they slid inside, falling
into something not quite hard but not quite soft.� He tucked his flute away quickly, didn�t want
it to break, before attempting to roll off whatever it was they landed on.� Vines captured his legs, pulling him back.

�� What
in the world?� He questioned, the plant lashing itself around him.

�� Don�t
move.� Blaise ordered as the other two struggled to get free.� Immediately they stilled, �The more you
struggle the faster it takes you.�

�� Draco
growled, �And what is �it�?�

�� Devil�s Snare.� Came the reply. �He closed his eyes, looking thoughtful,
�Sunlight, we need sunlight.�

�� Draco
pulled out his wand, shouting a spell at the plant.� Immediately it released them with a sound
that was near a screech.� They scrambled
off the writhing plant, regrouping by the door, �Looks like we get to enjoy
going through traps.� They moved down a corridor toward the next room.

�� The
sound of a great many wings could be heard as they approached.� The room was filled with the beating of tiny
winged keys and some of the school�s brooms were nearby, �Blaise, check the
door.� Draco ordered, looking up at the keys.

�� It�s
locked and spells won�t work.� He stated from the other side of the room.

�� Looks
like we get to fly then but which key?� Harry asked.� He looked at the keys, spotting one that was
different then the others, �That one.� He pointed, grabbing a broom, his eyes
not leaving the key with a bent wing.

�� Easily
he mounted, pushing off the ground and into the mass of keys.� The moment he was among them they began their
attack, trying to prevent him from getting to that single key.� He flattened himself close to the broom,
shooting through the room, his hand out stretched to catch it.

�� Get
ready!� He shouted down at them, the keys chasing him, one cutting through his
cheek.

�� Draco
and Blaise put themselves by the door, ready to take the key from him when he
caught it.� He gave a shout of victory,
grabbing it and moving towards them.�
Draco caught it, quickly unlocking the door so they could get through,
the keys pounding into the wood as it closed behind them.� Harry panted for breath, abandoning the broom
to the side of the room.

�� Draco,
it looks like you get to put your skills to the test.� Blaise said, looking around the room they had just entered.

�� They
took places on the board and the game began.�
It didn�t take long for Draco to maneuver the pieces into check mate and
the three boys continued on, encountering their final trial, a riddle and
potions.� Harry picked up the potion to
move forward and looked at it before looking at his friends.

�� You
go back, I�ll go forward, there�s only enough here for one of us.�

�� Draco
scowled, �You sure you�ll be alright going alone?�

�� Blaise
grabbed the blonde�s arm, �He�ll be fine, vampire in training, remember?�

�� Harry
smirked, downing the potion and stepping through the magical fire that blocked
their path.� A mirror was centered in the
middle of the floor facing the entrance, �This must be what Dumbledore left.�
He said softly, Quirrell was in front of it, looking
rather frustrated.� He stepped down the
stairs slowly, proudly, �Hello Professor.� He said as he moved towards
him.� Although the traps had left him a
little worse for wear he carried himself proudly when faced with his adversary.

�� Quirrell whirled to face him, �Potter.� His stutter was
gone.

�� How good of you to drop the fa�ade of the stuttering professor.�
He looked over his shoulder at the mirror, �What is it that you�re doing here?�

�� Another
voice sounded softly, seeming to come from the back of Quirrell�s
head, �Use the boy.�

�� Harry
raised an eyebrow, �Use me for what?� To look in some mirror?� He stepped past Quirrell
before he could lay a hand on him to force him to look into it.� He saw himself, �It�s just a mirror.� He
stated before his image put something into his pocket and winked at him.

�� What
do you see?� That other voice hissed.

�� He
raised an eyebrow, �Myself.� What else should I see?� He turned around.

�� The
voice spoke again, �He has the stone.�

�� Harry
stepped back quickly as Quirrell was upon him.� He struggled, reaching up to grab the vial of
blood around his neck so he could use it, when Quirrell
pulled back with a cry of pain.� He
realized what happened; it hurt Quirrell to touch
him.� He pressed his hands against his
face, pushing him away, the smell of burning flesh hitting his nostrils.� Quirrell screamed
but Harry only jerked away when he was laying still and quiet on the
floor.� He panted for breath, looking
down at the burned flesh of his former teacher.�
As he stood he felt something go through him and blackness consume
him.� He groaned, opening his eyes to a
room of white, the infirmary.

�� You�re
awake.� Dumbledore was beside him, a smile on his face and a twinkle in his
eye.

�� He
closed his eyes for a moment, �What happened?�

�� Your
friends went to Professor Snape who then came to me.� We found you by the mirror unconscious.�

�� Professor
Quirrell, he attacked me.� He rubbed his temples.

�� He
nodded, �He was after the Sorcerer�s Stone.� He paused, �Your friends have been
visiting you daily.�

�� How
long was I unconscious?�

�� Three
days.� He smiled, �I need to be getting back, get plenty of rest.�

�� He
nodded as the headmaster left.� He
sighed, looking at the candies his friends had left him, a small stack of notes
sat beside a package of every flavor beans.�
A chuckle escaped his lips as he looked at the top page.� Granger had been in to check on him, which
surprised him, and had left him detailed notes on what he had missed.

�� I
wonder what�s going through her mind.� He had been raised as a pureblood,
believed them to be superior, but he understood the need for new blood lest
they die out, and he had to admit that Granger was a force to be reckoned
with.� I jumped as I heard the sound of
something crashing to the ground.� My
head jerked towards the door to see Doriel standing there with Madam Pomfrey.� She had
dropped whatever had been in her hands when she saw him, �Papa!�

�� Doriel
smiled, �Well Madam Pomfrey, would you be so kind as to let me past so that I might see my son?� He
questioned, his voice dripping with sweetness.

�� She
didn�t move, �I will not allow a vampire into my infirmary, Mr. Lior.�

�� His
smile grew, �So you do remember me.�

�� Of
course I do, you were such a sweet boy.� She lowered her voice so Harry
couldn�t hear, �I would let you in but there are rules that need to be
followed.�

�� Oh
I fully understand but I will be getting in there to see him.� He caught her
eyes and she fell against him.� Gently he
put her in her office before walking over to Harry, �She�s such a nice woman, I
wish I hadn�t of had to do that.� He sat down next to him, �So what did you do
to get yourself here?� Anything
broken?�

�� Nothing
broken, was just unconscious.� See, I went into the third floor corridor,
which we weren�t supposed to, because someone was after the sorcerer�s stone
that was being kept there.� Well, I
stopped the professor from getting the stone but I don�t remember much after
that.�

�� He
shook his head, �I�m impressed but you should have left it to the adults.� You�re not immortal you know and I don�t want
anything to happen to you.�

�� I
know, I know, but I need some adventure and excitement.� He smirked, �Besides,
it was interesting.�

�� One
day your fun will get you seriously hurt.� He scolded, �And when that happens
I�m going to be able to tell you, I told you so.�

�� And
I�ll pout and have to admit you were right.�

�� He
chuckled, �Exactly.� He looked towards the door, �She�ll be waking up soon so I
should be going.� I will see you soon.�
He hugged him tight, �Get some rest.� He got to his feet, kissing his forehead,
and walked out.

�� Love
you papa.�

�� He
looked over his shoulder, �Love you too Aurel.�

�� He
flopped back in bed, looking up at the ceiling, �Not much longer and I�ll be
home.� He smiled, �Should be fun.�

Next Chapter:� Summer surprises.

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