Draco's POV

A blinding, burning sensation fills my body.

If I don't go now, the dark lord will know that something has changed.

But if I do go..

I hobble up the stairs leading away from the Slytherin common room.

As fast as I can, I make it to McGonagall's office.

She raises a brow and my disheveled appearance.

"Mr. Malfoy?"

I gesture madly to my left forearm, out of breath, and she bolts out of the chair.

"You're..?"

"Being summoned, yes," I choke out, barely above a whisper.

"This is not good, Mr. Malfoy,"

"I'll go," I say, surprising even myself.

Professor McGonagall looks at me strangely then mutters.
"I suppose..
very well then, off with you.
It's possible to apparate from here after I have cast a few spells to allow it."

I nod slowly and suck in a breath.

Merlin's beard, I'm about to face Lord Voldemort.

And this time, there's no guarantee that anyone will make it out alive.

Just as I'm leaving the door busts open.

"Draco?" Harry questions.

The office fades to black.

Harry's POV.

I'm on my way to my dorms when I see Draco limp in the opposite direction of the Slytherin common room.

Mostly out of curiosity, partly because I just can't help being worried for the blond, I follow after him.

We round the bend on the third floor corridor and I gather that he's heading to the Headmaster's office.

Slowly, and with much apprehension I follow him up the twisting staircase.

When I reach the top I hear muffled conversation from within.

"You're..?"

"Being summoned, yes," Draco repeats, barely above a whisper.

I let out a gasp before remembering that I don't want to be heard.

"This is not good, Mr. Malfoy,"

"I'll go," He says, leaving me shocked as to how stupid he's being.

There's a moments pause and then McGonagall is speaking again.

"I suppose.. very well then, off with you. It's possible to apparate from here after I have cast a few spells to allow it."

I process what's about to happen and burst through the door the same time Draco is muttering the last of the spell.

"Draco?" I ask timidly.

I see him turn his face towards me before he disappears with a pop.

I spin, wide eyes and seething to see McGonagall's calm face.

"How could you let him to that?!" I shriek, readying my own wand to follow after.

She quickly places a hand on my shoulder in a effort to calm me. The gesture does absolutely nothing for my rattled nerves.

I turn to her and don't even notice the tear that slips down my cheek.

What if he dies.

I have to go after him.

I once again pull out my wand from the pocket of my robes and step away from the Headmistress.

"Potter, you can't risk going. You're way too much to loose."

"And Draco isn't?" I ask incredulously.

"Draco Malfoy isn't the saviour of the Wizarding World."

"I've defeated Him twice, I can do it again," I retort.

"Please, I understand that you.." her voice melts away as I leave behind the office in search of where Draco has vanished.