Ok, this is the first fanfic that I am attempting, so please be kind. And also, I am from the Untied States, New York to be exact, so any of you reading in England or anywhere else a few words might be different. Oh and please review good or bad, once you've read this. I'll write according to the reviews so if I don't get any reviews I won't continue to write.
Summery to Transformation of a Lifetime:
Post HBP. Dumbledore is gone and it's the Golden Trio's last year of Hogwarts. But what happens when one of them goes missing? Darkness seams to be overshaddowing the light, will the dark side win or will an unexpected addition to the light side turn the tables for the better? Story will include: Final battle, Search for Horcruxes, Animagus Training, an unexpected betrayal and lots of romance!
Possible couples: HP GW, DM HG, RW? … may change and do DM GW Either way there will be lots of drama and suspense
So, that's all for now folks.
Disclaimer: I'll only write this once; these characters and things don't belong to me but to J.K. Rowling.
Ch 1
Draco Malfoy sat one of the many beds on the night bus with a small brown, leather, suitcase beside him and in his hand was a small worn piece of paper. The words were faded and the sides crumpled, he knew this letter like the back of his hand. He had read it over and over, memorizing each word, letter, each curl in the unique handwriting.
It was all he had left, his only comfort.
Dearest Draco,
I know you will miss me dearly, but it had to be done. You should not have crossed your father, I suppose I shouldn't have either, but it is too late for that now. I have broken the curse your father placed you under, escape and live. He will probably be very… displeased with both of us. I won't see you again, so I wish you luck. I love you. Know that I don't regret this.
This suitcase is of coarse charmed so it is much larger on this inside. Inside you will find your cloths and essentials along with a Gringott's bank key. I have transferred a large portion of your money to this account. The account of coarse isn't registered under a name but by your wand so your father and others can't trace you. There is also small room for you in there. A small tear in the inside of the case acts similar to a port key to the room within the suitcase. There is a simple bed in there and a table but it is very small, not suitable for a young prince like yourself, but for emergencies it will do. I also put in some of my valuables including the tablecloth my cousin Bella gave to me. The one we had picnics on during your fathers leave. If you remember, is produces is own food, endlessly at the user's command. It might come in handy.
Remember this Draco, I love you and will always be with you. Follow your heart, not your father's path. Your father is coming I must go. I suppose I will see you on the other side.
With Love,
Your Mother
The letter was stained with tears, both his own and his mother's. The memories of that night flooded back into his mind.
"Crucio" he heard just as a severe pain enveloped his whole being. "You should have killed him son." Lucius sneered. "You are a disgrace to the Malfoy name. I should not have needed to put you under the imperius to get you to fulfill the Dark Lord's will.
And what's worse is that you resisted when we had the old fool on his knees. It was lucky Severus was there." For the first time Lucius looked at him. In a deadly quite voice he spoke, "You have failed both the Dark Lord and me. It is up to him to deal with you now. As for your mother she is as good as dead. Never cross the Dark Lord. Her betrayal was unforgivable." He paused a look of disgust came over his face. "It was nice knowing you Draco."
The room began to fade a Draco lost consciousness.
A scream was heard throughout the Malfoy Manor. Draco woke with a start on the stone floor of his bedroom, his head aching. He sat up, expecting to fall again on the hard stone floor but his head fell on something soft. He moaned. He tried again to sit up, slower this time. As his brain began to function once again memories of what his father had said flooded back to him.
He rushed across the manor to his mother's room. Thoughts of all the terrible things that could have happened entered his mind. Draco only prayed that she was alright, or at least alive. As he stepped into the room a burnt smell reached his nose. His hope was crushed. He took a sharp breath as he saw his mother's mutilated body. Her hair was singed, her arms were red and bloody as though they had been whipped and her eyes vacant.
He bent down near her body and let his tears fall freely saying his final goodbye. How much time passed as Draco sat there he had no idea. As reality slowly came back to him he realized that this was no longer his home. He could not live in the same house as someone who murdered his own wife, or serve under someone who killed so ruthlessly. Not that he cared when they killed those filthy mudbloods, but killing purebloods, especially his mother was unforgivable. He was taught to get revenge and that is what he would do. What would hurt his father more than betraying him and embarrassing him, especially when the Dark Lord wasn't pleased with him to begin with. Draco no longer had anything to live for, except revenge of coarse, so he might as well spite the Dark Lord as well.
Draco gazed once more at his mother and then made his way back to his room to pack his things, he had time, his father was with the Dark Lord. When he got to his room he went to his wardrobe and found it was empty. He turned and saw a small leather suitcase on the floor. Beside it was a piece of paper. The letter.
Ok clothes, essentials and money, he thought, that's what I have, what else do I need? He made a list in his mind. Broomstick, sneakoscope, travel cloak, school books, reading books, parchment, a picture of his mother… The list went on.
Draco smirked as a plan formed in his head.
He knew much more than he lead his father to believe. He knew quite a bit of dark magic, he was very perceptive and almost always knew what people were thinking and feeling, and, of coarse, just how to annoy them. He also knew absolutely every square inch of this house. Including, he smirked, the location of a hoxoucrux and a map is father had to locate the dark lord at the time of a gathering. All members of the inner circle had it.
Draco gathered everything he needed from his room and sauntered down to the left wing of the dungeons where the Horcrux was. After about fifteen minutes he had disable the wards and had passed the retna and wand scan. Only Malfoys and the Dark Lord himself could get down here. And they wouldn't know for days, even weeks. No one ever came down here. A gold encrusted goblet was in the center of the room. But that wasn't the Horcrux, though, very valuable. He decided to take it.
In the corner he tapped on a stone on the wall with his wand. The wall opened to revel a drab room, remarkable similar to a janitor's closet. He took the broom out and muttered "Finite Incantatem." The broom transformed into a simple cherry wooden staff, but he could feel the magical aura around it. Merlin's staff, Merlin the founder of today's magical word, also a hoxoucrux. He made a replica of it, as a diversion of coarse. He cast confucious charms on it so it would confuse anyone who touched it into thinking the magical aura was still there, the transformed it back into a broom.
Draco then grabbed the map as well. He then staged it his room to look as if he had been kidnapped, to through them off the trail. All those years of his father's training actually came in handy, not that he would ever admit it. Draco headed down to the ballroom fireplace. He grabbed the floo powder from beside the fireplace grabbed him things and…
Blaise Zabini stepped through the fireplace.
Draco froze. Then his cool, indifferent manner returned. "Zabini" He drawled, "To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?" sarcasm etched in his voice.
"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, Draco." Blaise said in an equally sarcastic tone. "It almost looks as if ickle Draco is running off." Blaise found himself face to face with the infamous Malfoy glare. Quicker than the eyes could follow he drew his wand. He quickly disarmed Blaise. A look of horror came over Blaise's face. "I know we are friends, but..."
"Obliviate" A look of blank confusion came over Blaise's face. Draco took this opportunity to grab the floo powder and floo to his summer house in Greece. He knew that his father would find him here but he needed time to figure out where he would go.
Nocturn Ally? No, he thought, his father would look there. The Lestrange's house. No they would tell his father. Every option he thought of had something wrong with it. With a start he realized his life revolved around Lucius. The word was like some vile curse, Lucius. How he hated the word, but where to go? The Leaky Cauldron? No, crawling with mudbloods and too crowded before school starts. Hogsmeade! He could stay in the Three Broom Sticks. He couldn't stay in the Hog's Head his father had connections there but he could be close to Hogwarts so when school begun he wouldn't have to take the train.
Hmmm, he thought. Only one problem. All of Hogsmeade had closed the floo network due to the warand put up apperation wards. There was only one option - He would have to take the bloody night bus.
That was exactly how he had ended up here. On a Merlin forsaken bus on is way to Hogsmeade. But he was away from his father and the suffocating grip he had. He was free.
Hermione was sprawled out on her bed unceremoniously reviewing her life's latest developments. This had been an interesting summer to say the least. Her life had been completely altered in such a short time period she still was unsure of exactly where she was going next. She was still in a daze from all the excitement and wasn't really talking to anyone just yet. She easily put a bold, courageous act on in the face of danger, but the after affects she just wasn't sure of how to deal with them.
Dumbledore's death had been a huge shock to everyone. It had also been a major victory for the dark side of the war. Dumbledore had been the leader of the light side and now no one knew where to turn. Scratch that, she thought, everyone was turning to the famous Harry Potter. They didn't seam to realize Harry was human like the rest of them and was not even seventeen yet. Harry couldn't handle this. So he had disappeared and no one had heard from him since Dumbledore's funeral. Ginny was crushed, and of coarse Hermione herself did the only thing she could think of, she buried herself in work.
Her final year at Hogwart's was coming close, and it was during one of the greatest wars in wizarding history. As much as she cared about her schoolwork some things, okay very few things, were just more important. And surviving and winning the war were two of those things. So Hermione had done a lot of research, potion altering and magic-ing and come up with something she thought might just be the key to winning the war. It was some much easier to work now that she was a legal adult witch and could apperate and do magic legally. But would her work be enough to win the war, or were they all doomed?
Harry Potter sat on a lumpy orange couch. The same color as an orange quill he had found. It really was quite atrocious. He had never been one for Transfiguration. If only Hermione was here… NO! He couldn't think like that. He couldn't think about his friends. He had work to do.
So far he had destroyed one of the Horcruxes, along with the two Dumbledore had gotten rid of. He had tracked down Helga Hufflepuff's goblet. It had taken him weeks to destroy it. After he returned to Sirius' house to gather his things only to find the diary of Sirius' brother. Regulus Alphard Black, R. A. B. The diary was filled with hidden codes and messages including information about the Horcruxes whereabouts. With some unexpected help from Dobby, he had deciphered the diary and now had only to pinpoint the locket's location. It also had a list scribbled of the Horcruxes known to Regulus.
1. Diary
2. Snake
3. Hufflepuff cup
4. Godric Gryffindor's coffin
Not sure of the other two…
He knew the first three, but the fourth was helpful. He didn't know that Godric Gryffindor's coffin was the last Horcrux. He made a list of his own.
The Gaunt Ring (DESTROYED by Dumbledore)
Riddle's Diary (DESTROYED by Dumbledore)
Nagini, the snake ( With Voldomort, not sure how to get him…)
Slytherin's Locket, stolen by R.A.B (location – somewhere near or in Hogwarts, maybe Hogsmeade)
Helga Hufflepuff's Cup (DESTROYED)
Godric Gryffindor's coffin (location unknown, some speculations- near Hogwarts, Iceland – his summer house with family graveyard, no one knows quite where the four founders are buried)
It was now July 12. Harry had made some decent headway. He had only three Horcruxes left to destroy, then there was Voldemort. He had a lot left to do. He knew a rough location of the locket and coffin, but Nagini was almost always with his master. It would be difficult.
That is why he had but himself off from his friends, Ron, Hermione, and… Ginny. Would she ever forgive him? He couldn't think about that now, he had too much left to do. He had moved from Sirius' house and was currently living out of a suitcase he had found there. He was actually quite literally living in a suitcase. It was reallytruely amazing. There was a small two bedroom apartment within the case. Once someone was inside it, the suitcase camouflaged with the surrounding area so it was almost impossible to find. He had stored most of his things within one of the bedrooms, the rest of his Horcrux tracing devices, notebooks and informationwere throughout the rest of the apartment. He had used quite a bit of the fortune Sirius had left him to buy such tracking devices. He had also hired Dobby for the summer to sort and clean up his things.
Harry was now headed toward the Three Broomsticks to search for the locket and coffin. Little did he know who he would meet when he got there.
Ok, review please! Too long, too short? Got any ideas? It's just a prolog my regular chapters will be longer. Any mistakes you find please tell me. Thanks for reading! I was gonna add more thoughts from the other characters but I figured that would be too lengthy, so I just did the main characters. Second chapter will probably include Ron, Ginny and Blaise, mabey Minerva McGonagall, school shopping and Harry and Draco may meet. I'll probably update in a few days.
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