Third POV

Harry sat with Draco on the couch in front of the fire,wrapped together in a small heap with a thin, but warm blanket laid over them. Harry hadn't mentioned what had happened inside of the diary in fear of Draco's reaction, and he himself had tried himself to ignore what happened and focused on protecting his mind. It wasn't hard but it certainly wasn't easy to forget what happened. He wasn't scared, just a bit overwhelmed, and he knew that he and Marvolo would figure it out. Together.

Harry sniffed and shifted from his spot on Draco, who was laying on the armrest with his lengthy limbs stretched over the expanse of the couch. He looked at Draco and flashed a smile at the blonde who was already looking at him. The blonde smiled back and squeezed his arms slightly around Harry's waist.

The blonde had a lot on his mind. Not a lot, nor nothing bad, but it felt as if a thousand thoughts were running through his head. Harry had become slightly distant. It wasn't obvious or anything, but Draco knew him well enough to notice he had started to take less participation in their groups conversations. He now had a slightly troubled and anxious look set on his face. He didn't pry, for he knew that Harry would tell him if he was ready. Harry had been cuddly as ever, if not more, and enjoyed lying in silences, like they were now. He had kept up his grades with the same ease as before, surpassing everyone as usual. He hadn't had any changes in appetite, though it was still small. Draco's train of thought altered course slightly and focused on when he had first met Harry. Harry was tiny, still is, and had unhealthy pale skin and, of course, his scars. His body hadn't changed much but was still small, Draco secretly adored that though he would never admit aloud.

His personality however, now that had taken a large change. Harry, at first, was completely submissive to anyone and was very quiet, shy, a major introvert really. He didn't really talk much and stuck to their small group. Now, barely a year later, Harry was more forthcoming, talkative, and had lot most of his submissive quality. Harry still stuck to their group of friends, but had now been more interactive with the other houses during classes and with homework. He was more strong-willed and didn't back down so fast to people who went against him, though only the Weasels cronies ever really did that. Overall, Harry had become so much stronger, and Draco was proud of him. Draco would honor his promises in that pride, and kill the Dursleys while always being there for Harry.

Draco smiled and leaned down to lightly press a kiss to his ravens temple. Said raven hummed quietly and smiled, burrowing his face more into Draco than it already was. Draco tightened his arms and leaned down to rest his head on top of Harry's, before dozing off and falling into a light slumber with Harry.

The next week

Harry was alone in the common room, reading a Dark Arts book on the armchair in front of the blazing fireplace. It was a rare sight to see Harry alone nowadays with the rather large number of people he had befriended. But he had sent everyone off on account of an uneasy feeling in his stomach and sat down, waiting. He had been here for hours and was just about it give it up when he heard frantic hissing coming from the door.

~Master Harry! Master Harry! Master Harry! Please come out! Please!~ Harry shot from the chair and rushed to open the door. He looked down and saw Luna's newly given pet snake, Estrella.

~Estrella? What's wrong? Where's Luna?~ Harry looked around saw no trace of his blonde friend.

~That man took her,~ Estrella coiled into a tight ball and hiss angrily. ~I was able to slide off of her to get to you before he pulled her into a room.~ Harry blanched and double checked he had his wand and stepped out of the Slytherin house and closing the entrance.

~Take me to her.~ Harry watched and followed as Estrella slithered off the hallway and up the castle. He had a dark, but determined look on his face and knew he looked scary when he saw a couple of straggling students stop in shock before they ran past him, presumably in the direction of the nearest Slytherin student or professor.

Harry felt his magic swirling around him and halfheartedly tried to rein it while he stormed, quite literally, to Lunas location. When Estrella led him to what he knew was the bloody bastards quarters he didn't even try to stop his magic from seeping under the door.

He thanked and dismissed Estrella before he sent a strong wave of magic at the door. The wooden door blasted into pieces and Harry felt an entire new sense of fury pass through him at the scene in front of him. Luna looked close to losing consciousness and had a small cut on her temple. She was lying on the floor, luckily for everyone that every article of clothing was still on, and Lockhart stood over her. He looked quite exhausted and Harry could see that the bracelet had worked quite a number on him.

Lockhart lifted his predatory gaze from Luna and immediately paled when he saw Harry. He scrambled back and started to stammer out words that Harry didn't even care to try and decipher. Harr stalked forward and watched as Lockhart backed up until he hit the wall, apparently determined to keep as much distance as possible between them.

Harry bent down and, without looking away from Lockhart, cast a quick diagnostic spell on Luna. Harry let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding when he felt the positive results of the test.

His gaze turned to rock hard ice as he thought of what to do next. He could just take Luna and leave. He glanced at Luna before looking back at the disgusting man before him. Or...he could have some fu-er, practice. He could have some practice. Harry smirked and stood so that he was towering over Lockhart even with his small frame.

He waved his wand around and cast a wordless Silencing ward around the room before lazily pointing it at Lockharts chest. The man was starting to look an ugly shade of green and Harry secretly prided himself on the effect he had on the other.

Harry sifted through his head, looking for a spell that would hurt but wouldn't get him in trouble. Harry decided to cast some of the milder spells he knew and was proud of the results. He first cast a small, but powerful bolt of pure angered magic at the mans chest. His eyes widened when he heard a small noise escape the man. He cast the spell again and was shocked to here a whimper. This was the least painful spell that he wanted to try!

Harry shook his head and cast a different curse. This one made the victim feel an illusion of a knife, carving into their skin. Harry was merely curious to see if it would leave a mark, as the book didn't mention whether or not it did. Lockhart cried out in pain once before he fully started to scream. Harry flinched and immediately stopped the curse. He didn't like that curse anymore, it was too real to think that someone could hurt him like the Dursleys had without actually leaving a mark on him.

Harry bit his lip and thought before he cast the next curse. He wanted to test out this curse and see how it felt more than he wanted to see the effects. He had read the this curse gave off a wave of intoxicating magic. He desperately wanted to try it, but it was illegal. Very illegal. But then again, he was Harry Potter, was anything really illegal for him?

Harry released his lip from his pearly whites and quickly glanced at the open doorway. Seeing, nor hearing, anybody, he turned back to the man who was curling up into himself on the floor. Harry wrinkled his face in disgust and without anymore thought he whispered the incantation.

"Crucio," Harry watched a red jet of light leave his wand and hit the center of Lockharts chest. Harry didn't hear the scream, or any noise for that matter, after he felt the first wave of magic ripple over him. It was warm, comforting and most certainly addicting. Harry closed his eyes and let the curse fully envelope him. His magic was thrumming rhythmically and took over all his senses. Harry's breathing became ragged as he completely drifted from the plane of existence and into the blissful blanket of Dark magic.(so dramatic ik)

He stayed like that for an immeasurable amount of time- seconds, minutes, hours, days, years, who knows- before he herd a familiar voice through the haze he was stuck in. A hand settled on hi shoulder and another voice joined the first. Harry returned to Earth and opened his eyes to see Draco in front of him and Severus down beside Lockharts now immobile body. Harry blinked before he dropped his wand and started to tremble. He looked at his hands and back up at Draco before he was able to talk.

"I didn't kill him did I?" Draco opened and closed his mouth multiple times, searching for the right words. Severus answered for him.

"No, you did not," Harry sighed in relief and gratefully accepted the embrace that Draco offered. "But we will have to be obliviated so he does not report you." Harry nodded and watched as Severus performed a few complex looking spells before he stood and walked over to Luna, who was sitting up against a wall. Harry sighed, stepped out of Draco's warm embrace and picked up his wand. He walked over to Luna and gave her a weak smile. She looked at him with dazed, but serious eyes.

"Don't you ever do that again, snake," Harry frowned at her and shook his head.

"I'd do it again," Harry reached forward and grabbed her hand. "He was standing over you when I came in, who knows what he would have done if I hadn't came in when I did. I'm only glad that the bracelet worked so well," Harry paused and looked towards the ceiling in faux-thoughtfulness. "Well that and I got two or three curses in there while he was whimpering on the floor."

Luna jerked her hand away and slapped him hard on the shoulder, though the effect was lost due to the smile that was fighting to stay off of her face. Harry grinned and looked at Draco. The blonde had a worried expression on his face. Harry's smile faded and he stood up to move to Draco and allow Severus to check on Luna. Harry pulled Draco a little ways away from the other and looked at the blonde with a questioning look on his face. Draco bit his lip lightly and looked down, avoiding eye contact with Harry.

"What were you thinking?" Dracos voice came out in a tense, slightly angry, whisper-yell. Harry took a step backward, taken aback by the question.

"What?" Draco looked up and met Harry's defensive, shocked green eyes with his own angry, cold silver eyes.

"What were you thinking?" Harry blinked at Draco before he answered in a quiet voice.

"That I needed to protect Luna."

"And then what?" Draco took a step forward and glared down at Harry. "Get put in Azkaban for using an Unforgivable? Leaving me?" Draco's voice cracked at the end and he took a step back, looking away from Harry. The ravenette blinked and stared at Draco with wide, unbelieving eyes. So that was the problem, Draco thought Harry wanted to leave him.

"I would never leave you Draco," Harry spoke softly and took a tiny step forward. "I didn't mean to cast the last spell, I was just really angry. I'm sorry. I didn't - I-" Harry sighed and shook his head. He placed a hand on Dracos cheek and took on a pained face when the blonde flinched slightly away from him. "I'm sorry. Dray, please, I'm sorry. I won't ever do it again, I promise. Just look at me. Please." Draco slowly lifted his eyes and looked into Harrys, searching. Draco found whatever he had been looking for and closed his eyes, leaning into Harry's touch. Draco mumbled something under his breath and Harry stroked his thumb lightly over Draco's cheekbone. "Can you repeat that please Dray?" Draco took a breath and opened his eyes to look at Harry.

"Like you could leave me. Then who would make sure you actually get some sleep when your sitting up reading all night." Harry scoffed and moved his hand down to pinch Draco's neck. Draco flinched and glared lightly at Harry. "What? You know it's true."

"Oh yeah, and who's the one who has to gather everything for you when we have to pack?" Harry raised a brow at Draco, who in turn went to open his mouth, looking to say a retort. Harry interrupted the blonde with another comment. "Or the one who has to remind you to wake up? Or the one who has to remind you of all of your assignments? I mean honestly," Harry shook his head in exasperation, but jumped when he felt Dracos hand slide down onto his waist and pinch his side. He didn't stop, but he continued with much more mirth filling his voice. "How are you in second place for academics?" Draco narrowed his eyes and tightened both arms around Harry's waist. Harry just smiled innocently and waggled his eyebrows teasingly.

"Boys," Severus' smooth voice made both boys snap their heads around to see the older man standing up with Luna leaning on him with a dazed smile plastered on her face. "If you are quite done with your," Severus took a deep breath with a pinched brow. "Couple activities." Harry and Draco both blushed and avoided eye contact for all of those who could make it in the small office space. "Then I suggest that we lave and repair the door before a crowd gathers or Lockhart wakes up."

Harry looked at the unconscious body, winced, ad dragged Draco out of the room, Severus and Luna close behind them. They mended the door and quickly attempted to walk through the halls. But there were too many students in the path the would be suspicious. Harry heard Severus curse lightly under his breath and he turned to see the Potion Masters calculating eyes sweeping the area, searching for an escape.

"Can't we just Dissillusion ourselves?" Draco looked at Severus and shook his head.

"Harry's magic isn't stable enough at the moment. Miss Lovegood can't cast that spell yet, nor can she have any spells casted on her right now. My magic is spread too thin with the healing spells and memory modification I have just performed. And your magic, no offense at all of course, isn't strong enough to sustain all four of us. Even though it would only be cast on three of us, but it would be a bit odd to see Miss Lovegood leaning on blurry air, would it not?" Draco sighed and looked around. Harry surveyed the area before a light bulb lit up in his head. He quickly scanned the bottoms of the surrounding walls and found the magical symbol a liitle ways from where they were. He turned back to the other three and explained.

"We'll go through the tunnels." Draco blinked before his eyes widened and he gasped lightly. Severus looked slightly confused but followed as Harry continued to explain about the Chamber of Secrets and how there were tunnels that went all around the school. Luna looked, well she looked a still a bit dazed and probably needed to lie down. "Ok, come on there is a tunnel right over there and I believe a tunnel will exit right next to the entrance."

Harry walked out first and whispered the password in Parseltongue. He watched as the stone wall split apart and formed a small doorway. A really small doorway, too small for Severus to fit through. He ushered the group forward and watched as they quickly came over.

"I'm sorry Severus, but this entrance is too small. We'll take Luna and meet you back down in the common room." Severus nodded and handed Luna over to Harry before he stalked down to the dungeons. Harry adjusted Luna between his and Draco's hold and slowly maneuvered them into the dark, damp tunnel.

"Harry can't you make torches appear?" Harry thought for a moment before replying.

"I can try. I mean I have an idea but I don't think it will work."

"Just try it anyway." Harry nodded, though Draco couldn't see it in the dark, and tok a short breath.

~Lights!~ Suddenly torches lit up along the walls and they could see the mess that the tunnel was in. Harry frowned and Draco grimaced.

"Remind me to come back down here with a book full of cleaning spells and muggle cleaning supplies just in case." Draco nodded.

"Yes, well in the meantime let's get to the dungeons." Harry nodded and lead them through the tunnel down to the Chamber of Secrets, where he hesitantly called for Venenuma.

~I am here Hatchling,~ The basilisk slid out from her hiding place and came over to the trio, eyes already closed to protect her Hatchlings company that she had smelt when they came in.

~Hello Venenuma~ Harry replied as he stuck a hand out to pet her scales. ~I am sorry that I haven't been down here that much, but I need your help right now.~

~Of course Hatchling. What do you need? OH oh oh, wait! I know! You need me to snack on someone? I'm right aren't I? Come one, give me someone to snack on.~ Harry laughed and shook his head.

~No that's not what I need, well at least not today,~ Harry could have sworn that the big, scary basilisk was now pouting. ~I need your help to navigate through the tunnels, I need the one the exits near the Slytherin house entrance.~ Venenuma was still for a moment before she nodded her head and went off a little ways from the group.

~This one Hatchling, it leads right next the entrance.~

~Thank you Venenuma, I promise to visit soon.~ Harry started to lead Luna and Draco down the indicated tunnel.

~I look forward to it Hatchling.~ Harry and company walked down the surprisingly clean tunnel before they reached a blank stone wall.

~Open!~ The stones separated and, in their wake, left a doorway. The trio stepped out of the tunnel and watched as the wall closed back up. Before them, literally, was the entrance to their house.

"Wow," Draco said. " It literally opened right in front of the house."

"Salazar Slytherin probably designed it that way," Harry added looking between the two blank expanses of stone walls curiously. "Come on, Severus is probably already inside. Sirius."

The wall opened up and the trio carefully walked in to see an alarming sight. Most of the house was in the Common Room and they were all yelling and talking over one another. They were too busy arguing to see the entrance of the three and that gave the only coherent tow of the trio to figure out what was going on.

"What are we going to do?"

"You mean how are we going to kill hi? Cause that is something I'd like to do?"

"No, I mean how are we going to congratulate Harry?"

"Oh yeah!"

"What are we going to do?"

"A party?"

"Presents?"

"Food?"

"How about all of it?"

"Oh oh oh, we all need to chip in and get him a new pet."

"Oh my god! Yes!"

"Guys.."

"WE could get him a niffler!"

"What? No that is ridiculous!"

"A cat?"

"Guys."

"Oh my god, let's get him a dragon!"

"Yes. Who knows someone with a dragon?"

"My cousins fiancé's uncle is a dragon tamer in Romania, I'm sure I could convince him, I mean it's for Harry Potter."

"Contact that man! Now!"