Draco's Redemption
Summary: It's the summer before their 7th year at Hogwarts. Draco finally gets tired of the abuse his father has been giving him and he leaves home. By some strange quirk of fate, he ends up at the Weasley's. D/G with a little SS/HG later on.
Advance A/N: This is my first Draco/Ginny fic…and only my 2nd Harry Potter fic. I will take any and all criticism. However please remember this, when I write I write how I see the characters, which does not always match JKR's version. Please don't obsess with OOCness.
Disclaimer: Since she beat me to it, the Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling, and JK Rowling only.
~Prologue~
Draco ran through the streets of London late at night. He was bruised and bloody from the last beating he received from his father, Lucius Malfoy. Damn that Harry Potter. Draco thought as he ducked into an alley and hid behind some trash bins. Why did he have to live and put me through this hell?
"DRACO" Lucius' voice boomed through the massive Malfoy mansion.
Draco wouldn't hide. It didn't matter anyway, his father always found him. What he wouldn't give for Potter's invisibility cloak right now. He flinched when his bedroom door was violently kicked open by his father. "What now?"
Lucius backhanded Draco, sending him flying into his bed. "YOU LET THAT POTTER WIN THE QUIDDITCH CUP AGAIN!!! WHEN WILL YOU STOP SHAMING ME?"
"So what, he's a better player. I didn't even want on the Quidditch team."
That got Draco another backhand. "On top of that, I just found out that Potter has been named Head Boy with that Mudblood Granger. MORE SHAME!!"
Draco took several more blows from his father without fighting back. That bastard wasn't worth the trouble. Draco saw Lucius pull his wand the instant before Draco pulled his own. "Expelliarmus!!" Lucius' wand flew into Draco's hand. Lucius was knocked back into the wall. Without another thought Draco pointed Lucius' wand at him. "Crucio" you bastard.
While Lucius writhed in pain, Draco threw Lucius wand on the floor and left his house, forever.
Stooping behind the trash bins, keeping watch for his father's Death Eater friends had thought about where to go. I'd love to go to the Ministry, but he has too many of them in his pocket and I'll just end back in that hellhole. One of the only people there not in Dad's pocket is Arthur Weasley.