Blah blah blah, it's slash, I'm not J.K.Rowling, if you want the whole disclaimer read the first chapter.

I apologize to everyone for not getting this out sooner. My life has been extremely hectic, and I have been working on this since about April 1st. I am really sorry, but I was at a lack of time, and lack of computer to work on.

But as an appology, this chapter was longer than normal. Though I'm not sure how much more, since my computer decided that it doesn't want to let me do a word count. So maybe after I post this I will be able to change this and let you know.

Other than that, I hope you have been enjoying my story so far, and I hope you will enjoy this one as well.


KatieCat - Well I hope you come back to read more. It has been to long, and you probably forgot :( I'm such a freakin pessimist.

Mistress Vamp - Well glad to see you liked the chappy so much. And I'm not so sure about the nickname, since I didn't like robin that much. But wonder-boy is ok. hugs Thanks for being a faithful reader :)

Tainted13Innocence - Well yes it was a strange cliffy, but if you don't like cliffys than you want like this chappy. Lol, and sorry about not updating sooner. Everyone forgive me for my mistakes.


And finally a big thanks to my beta Maggie. She is the joy in my soul, and I thank her for being somewhat patient with me.

And now ladies and gentlemen, what you all have been waiting for. The Story...


Harry stared back at the brown haired girl. "What do you want?" He asked softly. "Why are you here, after what you tried to do in the Great Hall?"

Hermione made a quick glance over her shoulder, than said, "Putting on a show..."

Harry's eyes flew open, "WHAT!" He yelled, "What do you mean a show! You almost killed me in there! And it was all a show?"

"Oh stop being so dramatic," Hermione said, grabbing Harry's arm and pulling him out of the room. "Could I please have a private word with you?"

Suddenly Draco appeared at Harry's side. "Anything you have to say, you can say to both of us." Wrapping his arm around Harry's shoulder, he glared down at Hermione.

Harry shook his head, leaned over and kissed Draco softly. "Your fight is in there," he said, motioning to the waiting Blaise. "Mine is right here. I will be back soon."

Draco gave Harry a small pout, before kissing him on the cheek and saying, "Be safe." Then without another word, he disappeared back into the room, closing the portrait behind him.

Harry smiled, mumbling, "Always one for the dramatics." Then turning to Hermione, he said, "Shall we?" Hermione nodded, walking away down the hall. With a few quick steps, Harry was beside her, walking in step to the Astronomy Tower.

"What a strange place to talk about this." Hermione said, giving Harry a weak smile. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to be here with you." Grasping Harry's arm, she led him over to the window, overlooking the Hogwarts grounds. "You never knew this, Harry, but ever since we met, I've had a crush on you."

Harry looked down at the slightly smaller girl, as she in turn stared up at him. "Oh Hermione..." He began, but she quickly brushed it off, saying, "But that was a long time ago."

"Today when I saw you come into the Hall, with Draco wrapped around your arm... it brought back a lot of feelings that I used to have for you. I'm not going to put this lightly, it really hurt to see you with someone you truly loved."

"I'm sorry Hermione, I never knew." Harry said softly, "I'm so sorry."

Hermione gave a weak smile, saying, "That's the way I wanted it Harry. I mean what chance did I have with The-Boy-Who-Lived? No, I never wanted you to know." With a small chuckle she said, "I mean why do you think that I followed you on all those dangerous missions? You and Ron didn't have the brains to keep yourselves alive. So I had to come with."

Shaking her head, she continued, "But that is all in the past. Today I saw you the happiest that I had seen you in a long time. You looked like you were in heaven with Draco wrapped around your arm. And now, to me, that's all that matters. If I can't have you, than at least I want you to be happy."

Harry smiled, turning to face Hermione, "Thanks 'Mione. You have no idea how much better that makes me feel." He leaned down, kissing her softly on the cheek.

Hermione blushed, turning away from Harry. "You're such a naughty boy, Harry James Potter." Then turning back to him, she said, "So what do we do?"

"About?" Harry said, "I'm not sure that I understand."

"The Gryffindors." Hermione said, "They don't like the fact that you are dating a Slytherin. They...They, some of them, want you out of Gryffindor."

"What?" Harry said, hardly believing what he was hearing, "Why?"

"They think that it is not very good behavior for a Gryffindor to be dating the enemy. They don't like the fact that you are now in league with the enemy."

"But they can't!" Harry said, "Can they?"

Hermione shook her head, giving a small smirk, "Still haven't read Hogwarts a History have you?" Harry laughed at this, hugging Hermione.

"I didn't take you as one to make jokes Hermione." He said, "Though thanks, it helps to make me feel better about this."

Hermione smiled, "Well sadly, they can. It's only happened once in Hogwarts History, and I can even tell you to who it happened." Pulling out a book from her pocket, Hermione pointed to a page in the book. "Ever wonder why they call you Voldemort's equal in almost all ways? Because there is only one thing left that haves to happen, before you are his exact equal."

Looking up from the book, Harry said, "I have to be kicked out of Gryffindor."

Hermione nodded. "Though everyone tells you that Voldemort was in Slytherin, it's not the whole truth. When Voldemort came to Hogwarts, Dumbledore convinced the Sorting Hat to put Voldemort into Gryffindor. Dumbledore hoped that the good influence of the other Gryffindors would turn Voldemort away from his path to destruction. It didn't work.

"After a couple months, Voldemort began spending more and more time with the Slytherins, he liked their ideals more than the Gryffindors. He began to hang out with them, and began to call them his true friends. The final changing factor was when he made an attack against a fellow Gryffindor."

Harry gasped, "Ron..."

Hermione nodded. "You now have completed everything that Voldemort did while he was in Hogwarts. He touched the Sorcerers Stone, he entered the Chamber of Secrets, he got into the Tri-Wizarding Challenge, and he entered the Department of Mysteries. All that's left for you to do, is to get put into Slytherin, than turn dark and kill your step parents; which I guess for you would be your aunt and uncle."

Harry stared down at the book in his hand, reading it slowly. 'After Tom Riddle was removed from Gryffindor, he was sorted again, ending this time in Slytherin, which came as no surprise to anyone that knew him.

'Shortly after his re-Sorting, strange things began to happen at Hogwarts. The Chamber of Secrets was opened, the Tri-Wizarding challenge somehow had him as the Hogwarts representative, and the Department of Mysteries was penetrated.

'Shortly thereafter, Tom Riddle left Hogwarts, and began to train in the dark arts in other areas of the world. Later on he declared himself the 'Dark Lord' and began his reign of death.'

"The rest is about how Hogwarts teachers have been fighting him." Hermione said, taking the book from Harry's hands. "You see, if we turn our back on you right now, you will truly be Voldemort's equal, and you will join him soon."

"But I'm not like him." Harry said defensively. "I don't want to kill anyone, or anything."

"Oh really?" Hermione said, staring him in the eye. "What did you really want to do to Ron after he attacked Draco?" Then she waved her wand at Harry, softly whispering a spell.

"I wanted to rip him limb-from-limb. How dare he even touch my boyfriend? I mean the nerve of that bloody weasel. If I had known the killing curse, I would have used it right there. That prick would never have even set another foot near anyone again!"

Harry suddenly realized what had happened, covering his mouth with his hands. "I'm so sorry Hermione." He mumbled through his fingers.

Hermione shook her head. "It's alright Harry, I felt the same way. He was destroying your love, your happiness. I saw how you suddenly lost that happy look in your eyes when he pounced on Draco. It made me defensive of you; I wanted to be the one that threw him off your love.

"But then I realized something, I could do nothing to help you, if the school hated me too. I needed to be inside of Gryffindor, to fight for you. If I had let them see how much I really wanted to help you, I would not have been able to stop them from getting rid of you."

"So you knew about the equal thing, and about the stuff that Voldemort did?" Harry said tentatively.

"I figured it out about second year." Hermione said, "I had just finished reading about Voldemort's change, and I suddenly realized why you had the mark. Voldemort would only kill a baby if he thought that the child would be stronger than he was. At least he wouldn't go to so much trouble to find you, and then destroy you. Then as the years progressed, and I could see all the same things happening, I just had to put two and two together.

"There has only been one difference. Every time Voldemort did anything, it has had a slightly malevolent purpose to it's intent. When you have been doing it, it has been for a good purpose."

Harry nodded. "So that's the difference. I am good, and he is evil."

Hermione shook her head. "No not evil. To every bad action, there is a good effect, to every good effect, there is a bad action."

"Um... you lost me Hermione." Harry said. "I pretty sure evil is evil, and good is good."

"Well," Hermione began, "think about it like this. Every year when we 'saved the school', we had to break some of the rules. We were making a bad action, but it had a good outcome. Then think about like when Neville got the Remembrall, it was good for him, but then it was stolen and used to get into the Gryffindor tower.

"Sometimes when you mean to do something good, it turns out bad, and sometimes when you do something bad, it turns out good. It's all about how you look at it."

"Alright..." Harry said, trying to understand what Hermione was getting at, "So even if I did the good thing, and he did the bad thing, that doesn't necessarily make either of us evil, or good?"

"Right!" Hermione said, "Now you're getting it. Though Tom did all these things in order to advance his personal gain, it still had some good effects.

"When he accessed the Sorcerer's Stone, then Dumbledore was able to return it to its former owner for a short time. Since no one had been able to reach it before, it had a good effect for his bad action.

"Then the Chamber of Secrets. That one I can't seem to think of anything good coming out of it. Though nothing good came out of you going down there either." Harry blushed slightly at this, letting out a nervous laugh.

Hermione sighed shaking her head. "You just won't learn will you Harry." He gave her a big smile, as she continued, "With Sirius, this really was just you. Though at this point was when he met his first real convict. There haven't been many people to escape Azkaban, and one of them met up with Tom. So I guess in a way that was the same.

"Then with the tri-wizarding tournament. That year he was underage for the tournament, but still somehow got in as the representative for Hogwarts.

"And finally the Department of Mysteries. That year one of the previous 'dark lords' had broken into the department. The professors all went to try and stop him, and Tom tagged along for the ride.

"So everything that you have done, he has, too. And now with the attacking a Gryffindor friend, you are one step away from completing his life again."

Harry leaned back against the nearest wall, slumping down to the floor. "So it really is hopeless..."

Hermione shook her head. "No, it's not." Walking over to him, she bent down to be level with his head. "I have a plan Harry."

Harry smirked slightly, mumbling, "Don't you always."

Hermione laughed at this, playfully slapping his head. "Here's what I plan to do. I will stay with the Gryffindors' and not tell them that I've talked with you. I will pretend to still be with them, but secretly fight for your side. Hopefully I can convince them to not kick you out, but that means that you and I can't be friends in public."

Harry nodded, pushing himself back to his feet. "Alright, Hermione. We can give that a try." She smiled at him, pulling him into a tight hug. "I love you, Hermione." He whispered softly into her hair.

"I love you, too, Harry."

As Harry approached his room, he noticed that the portrait was open slightly. Walking over to it, he noticed that the snake and lion was missing from the picture. Fear gripped his heart as he pushed the door open and rushed into the room.

The scene before him was one of utter chaos, and destruction. The room looked like a hurricane had tore through it, leaving everything damaged and out of place. Quickly scanning the room, Harry noticed a body laying half covered by the sofa.

With a quick flick of his wrist the couch went flying against the opposite wall, to reveal a badly beaten Blaise lying against the floor. Rushing over to Blaise, Harry yelled, "Where is he Blaise? Where is Draco?"

Blaise stared up at Harry for a moment, before saying, "The Slytherins, they got him." Then he fell into unconsciousness.

Harry whispered a quick banishing spell, sending Blaise into the hospital wing. Then rushed out the door toward the dungeons.

Reaching the Slytherins' dorm, Harry blasted the portrait off its hinges. Storming into the room, he watched as Pansy cast a Crucio on Draco.

Harry's love, lay face down on the floor, thrashing about like a beached fish. His body was torn in many places, and he was bleeding out of several cuts on his body. His left eye seemed to be swollen shut, and his breath was coming in short huffs.

"This will teach you to date that Gryffindor scum." Pansy yelled as she kicked him in the side.

Harry's hate immediately ignited in his soul. Fire poured from his flesh, making the room glow an eerie crimson. "You dare lay your hands on my Draco!" Harry's voice boomed through the dungeons, shaking the stones that held it together.

All 12 of Draco's attackers rounded on Harry, sending multiple curses his direction. Each stuck the flames, and vanished. Harry raised his arms, yelling, "Now you all will pay."

The fire raced off his skin, engulfing every one of the Slytherin students standing near-by. They all screamed in agony, as it seared their pale skin. Suddenly water came pouring out of the ceiling, bringing cool relief to the burning room.

The rage that Harry felt slowly began to die as the fire vanished. "Just like Dumbledore to install water sprinklers in the dungeon." Harry mumbled.

Though the fire no longer burned, the Slytherins didn't dare move. They now knew of the power that Harry had, and didn't want to face his wrath again.

In two quick steps, Harry reached Draco's side. Lifting him from the ground, Harry gently carried him out of the Slytherin Dungeons. "It's alright Draco," Harry whispered lovingly, as tears ran down his cheeks and fell on Draco's ragged flesh. "I'm here now, and I won't ever let you get hurt again."

Thank you to all that read this chapter. Sorry about the ending, but what would be the point of having Pain in the name of my story, if everything always went smoothly.

But that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt to read it. Just me writing it, it hurt my soul. I wanted to cry...

Well thank you to my Beta, for having some amount of patience with me, and editing my story. And sorry to everyone for not getting this out sooner.

lots of hugs