Hi all. This is my first Harry Potter fanfic so i'd like to ask that you all bear with me and please leave helpful little hints for me if you want to.

So I thought I'd start with one of the classic pairings... Harry/Draco (one of my favourites)

Disclaimer: I own nothing of the HP world.

Main Pairing: HP/DM

Summary: After the final battle Draco Malfoy ends up on a childrens ward in Saint Mungo's. After becoming attached to a werewolf child, Draco makes it his personal task to ensure the lives of all werewolf children are not at risk. Will this plan work out or will Draco be falling flat on his face as he tries to do the impossible.

A/N: This story starts at the end of Harry and Draco's sixth year at Hogwarts. Dumbledore is still alive and Snape managed to save Professor Dumbledore from the curse of the ring.

Chapter Warnings: A little bit of violence, nothing more

Chapter One: A Split Second Decision

The final battle against Voldemort happened on the grounds of Hogwarts. It was ghastly. At every turn people were falling lifeless to the ground, never to fight again. Both sides had taken losses on a hugh scale, although those scales tipped slightly in favour of the light side.

Draco remembered it as if it had only happened yesterday, though it had actually been nearly a month ago. He remembered hearing the screams, the crying, the taunting and the spells being thrown around the grounds. He remembered seeing the panic on peoples faces, friend and foe alike. Remembered thinking that it wouldn't be long before his death joined the already massive list. Remembered feeling as though he had made the biggest mistake of his life. Remembered wishing that there was something he could do to make it right.

Draco had been running across the grass, desperately searching for mother and father amongst the throng of the battle. As he speed past countless mini battles between various light and dark opponents, he spotted Potter approaching the Dark Lord Voldemort.

He watched as the Dark Lord turned to face the Saviour of the Wizarding World, saw the emotions flickering across Potter's face, saw the smug grin that landed on Voldemort. The Dark Lord truly believed this was a battle he would win.

Still racing through the crowd of battling pairs, Draco finally spotted his parents, his father supporting his mother, and almost desperately trying to keep her up upright while he backed them away from the fight and towards the shelter of the Forbidden Forest.

"Father!" Draco shouted running even faster to try and catch up with him.

"Draco! Behind you!" Lucius Malfoy all but screamed, making Draco whip around at shocking speed to see a lone Death Eater running at him, wand drawn and a dark curse on his lips. Draco snapped his wand up and muttered a spell that cuased a sheild to form around him. The Death Eater didn't even flinch when his spell rebounded back at him, side-stepping it with ease, while shouting 'Expelliarmus' and holding his wand perfectly still, pointed at Draco.

Draco didn't know what to do when his wand was ripped from his hand. He was scared and his body seemed rooted to the spot. He couldn't move, he couldn't defend himself. All he could do was watch as the Death Eater raised his wand again and started to say the curse that was to end his life. Thinking it all over, Draco closed his eyes and thought about his family and friends, again wishing he had done things differently.

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY SON! AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Draco opened his eyes in surprise just in time to see the Killing Curse go flying past his head in the direction of the stray Death Eater. It killed him on the spot, hitting him dead in the chest. He quickly looked around to see his father stood there, tall and impossing with a look of pure hated on his face, which was directed at the Death Eater stupid enough to threaten his only son.

Lucius walked calmly towards his son, grabbing him by the wrist as he pulled Draco towards the trees where he could see his mother was stood with a look of relief on her face as she saw that her son was still alive a unharmed.

Narcissa threw herself at Draco as he and his father reached the forsets' boarder, and he held her back for a moment before turning to watch the battle from their fairly secluded spot beneath the large trees of the Forbidden Forest.

They watched as people from all sides failed, as people from all sides ran, as people from all sides faught to keep themselves alive. Together they watched as the people from the light side stood up against people from the dark. They watched as the magical creatures from the forest joined the fight taking many out in one try. They watched as Hagrid's brother stomped the ground sending everyone flying.

Draco's attention was soon stolen as he watched Harry Potter and the Dark Lord battling. To him it seemed that they were quite evenly matched, as neither of them landed very many hits on the other. Draco's parents, it seemed, had caught sight of this as well, and even though the family was well known now as supporters of Voldemort, they all found themselves praying that Potter would win. All three of them knew what it would mean for their family if he didn't.

Out of the corner of his eye Draco spotted his aunt, Bellatrix Lestrange, approching the battle between the Dark Lord and the Boy-Who-Lived, he watched as she nodded to the Dark Lord, watched as he gave a slight incline of the head in agreement to whatever it was Bellatrix was planning. Watched as the Golden Boy Potter had no idea what was going on behind him and continued to battle the Dark Lord with everything he had.

In the split second Draco had watched all of this he had made his mind up. He ran full pelt towards his aunt, hoping and praying that no one would stop him, ignoring his parents desperate plees for him to come back. He ran like the hounds of hell were after him, shouting as loud as he could to Potter, who in turn spun round, the Dark Lord and Bellatrix copying his movement. Half a second after Bellatrix's eyes widened in surprise at seeing it was her nephew who had warned Potter,she landed flat on her back, winded and in a state of shock. Draco had sent her sprawling by throwing himself full pelt at her midsection.

After landing with a bump, Draco managed to knock Bellatrix's wand from her hand before he was flung off of her by a curse from omeone unknown behind them. He landed heavily on the ground, falling on his left wrist which gave a sickening crack, as he rolled over and tried to push himself up.

His aunt had her wand in her hand again, and it was pointing threatening at his chest. "You stupid little boy! I'll make you pay for that little stunt!" she said, before throwing an unknown spell flying at him.

The spell made contact with the middle of Draco's head, and he fell back to the ground with a shriek of pain. His vision was swimming and he knew he was going to pass out. The last thing he saw before he passed out completely was his mother screaming the killing curse, her wand pointed at his aunt Bellatrix.