Draco Malfoy was the son of Lord Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy nee Black. Son of the right hand of Voldemort also known as Lord Riddle.
Lord Tom riddle was the current head of the traditionalist faction which strongly favored those of pure magical blood. He believed that those of purer blood were naturally stronger magically due to having a long history of magic in their blood but were also stronger because they were completely raised from the womb around magic.
Pureblood children were raised around magic and the history and traditions of magical society. They simply had an understanding of they way the magic community worked that half bloods and muggle borns could not hope to achieve having been raised or partially raised around muggle culture.
Pure bloods also had the advantage of learning the basics of magic and magical theory before Hogwarts started, giving them a solid foundation to improve upon before they ever stepped a foot in Hogwarts.
However at the moment there was also another faction led by Albus Dumbledore( headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry which was a powerful position by itself let alone his other positions) called the reformist faction. They want to reform the magical community so that all wizards have the same amount of political power no matter their magical power or magical knowledge. They also want to make sure that all sentient magical creatures of human intelligence be given the same amount of rights as a human.
They were also known as rebels as they rebelled against the old government and sought to put one of their choosing in place. It had all started out on the political front, with the two factions sabotaging each others war efforts and law changes, but then Riddle's side went and burned a muggle village to the ground. The rebels had reacted by attacking the homes and manors of famous traditionalist family's and well known Voldemort supporters and members .
Draco didn't care much about the political turmoil of the country nor the state it was in. He wasn't his father, that was his job to care about such things. He mostly just wanted to finished his schooling and not cause his tutors ire to turn on him. He'd heard the news that the Davis's manor home had been wrecked by the rebels and hoped they didn't loose too many possessions in the raid.
He'd have to give Tracy his consolidations and hope that the rebels don't turn their eyes toward his ancestral home.
Draco was just finishing up the homework for the evening when his father and Severus walked into his room, not even bothering to knock.
"Father" "Severus" Draco nodded to each man. "What can I help you with?" Draco said wondering what could possibly bring them to his room instead of having someone to fetch him as his father usually did.
"Draco, Severus has brought news" his father said with a grave expression on his face. Draco looked to Severus curious as to what news of the rebel movements might possibly bring them to be standing in his doorway in the middle of the night. His godfather was thought to be a halfblood by most people but few knew that he was actually a pureblood from an almost deceased Prince line.
He was a son born out of wedlock from a brief union between his mother and a distant cousin of hers. However the late Lady Prince had loved her husband she had still wanted her first child to receive the inheritance from the Prince family when he had become old enough. Also, having two magically strong parents instead of just one would give him an edge in the magical world both politically and magically.
As it was traditional thought. Having a muggle as an adopted father became non consequential when one took a step back to look at his abilities. That alone made no one in Lord Riddle's political circle question his status as a pureblood, and those that had in the very beginning quickly changed their minds after encountering the wrong end of his wand too many times.
However the story of the poor Slytherin halfblood who redeemed himself was an excellent story that the public believed.
Even those that he had went to school with him and were not privy to the real story believed the official story. Which was why he made the perfect spy to mingle among the rebels and report of their on goings to their side. He was consistently balancing between Dumbledore and Lord Riddle so much that almost no one outside the inner circle trusted him.
Draco thought that it was ironic that both Dumbledore and Voldemort fully supported the man. Draco simply believed the man worked for himself like any other Slytherin did. He still loved his godfather though, no matter what he did to keep himself alive and out of Askaban .
"What news?" Draco said expectantly.
"The rebels have decided to move against a manor tonight" Severus said seriously.
"This manor in fact, we have to move quickly, Draco grab all of your belongings that you need, you and your mother are to be moved to the French estate, we have one hour till they come knocking on the doors. We are off to inform your mother, be ready by the time we get back."
Draco nodded to both men as they started to leave. Lucius walked quickly from the room looking for all he's worth a man on a mission. At the door Severus turned around and looked at Draco, an unusually guilty look passing through his eyes "Draco, you should probably know something before you leave" Severus said taking a look at his watch, a dark look crossed his face.
"Never mind, I'm out of time here" Severus stalked toward Draco and grabbed his chin forcing him to look up at him. "Keep. Yourself. Safe." Severus said taking one last look at Draco that showed hidden concern and worry before stalking out of the room his masks firmly back in place.
When the door shut briskly behind him Draco moved as quickly as he could. He went to use his wand but though against it, as they could have an Auror on hand in which case all magic used by an under aged wizard could be tracked. He put his wand back in the disillusioned wand holder on his arm.
No one would be able to see past the enchantments on it. He then pulled out his school trunk and put it in the center of the room for easy access. He had just started packing his most precious things the hard way when Caroline, his mother's personal servant knocked on the door once and walked in.
She took one look at him, "Your mother sent me, no questions, we don't have time" she simply said and began packing his belonging for him magically. She waved her wand and everything he cared about went flying into the trunk. " Take off the Malfoy heir ring and any other jewelry you might have you won't be needing it" she told him curtly.
Draco did as he was told silently wondering why he was taking off the only things that…..'marked him for a Malfoy' not just any Malfoy he thought ponderingly as he threw the heir ring into the truck with a necklace and some bracelets that had been in the family for generations…... ' the Malfoy heir' the only son of their enemy's right hand, he thought back to what Severus had said 'you should know something' his brief looks of concern and guilt. He quickly put all the pieces together. "They want me" he stated recovering from shock.
"Badly" she simply replied.
She shank the trunk until it was the size of her thumb and pulled out a pair of old boots from her pocket. Draco watched curiously as she said " diffindo" cuting a hole in the bottom of one of the boots. She placed the shrunk trunk inside of the boot and quickly said "reparo".
The boot repaired itself, but with the hidden trunk inside if it. She handed to boots to him "Hold them". Draco took the boots and scrunched his nose at the smell. She quickly turned to him and said "Lady Malfoy has been keeping an eye on the situation carefully.
The rebels have been watching the house for the last hour. They have the floo blocked and apparition is currently impossible. You are to come with me" she said quickly and walked briskly to a piece of wall in his room tapped on it and said "subitis exitus" and the blank wall changed into a doorway frame.
"Let's go" she said opened the door and motioned Draco through first. Draco walked quickly into the passageway still holding the boots that contained all of his belongings hidden in them. The door shut quickly behind them. Draco didn't see the series of locking spells she placed on the door. He also didn't see his father coming into his room just seconds after they left, nor the look of rage that was on his face as he realized his son was missing.
The passage way was an old one that some heir made for himself that led directly to the kitchens. Everyone in the family thought that that particular Malfoy had been an unusually hungry person who enjoyed snacking any time he wanted.
He was told to have been constantly eating anything he could get his hands on especially in his prime.
Looking around at the dark passageway Draco started to think that his ancestor was either paranoid or sexually frustrated. The long and dark passage started out all the way in the family quarters on one side of the manor home and led all the way to the kitchens and also (quite conveniently next to the servants quarters).
The Malfoy manor had both house elves and servants as it was traditional for pureblood family's to keep both on hand. Draco didn't care to think too hard on why his parents insisted on keeping so many servants in the house.
After a while they finally reached the end of the tunnel before he could open the door however a hand was placed on his shoulder "change and put these on" she said handing him a pair of clothing that looked like they came out of one of the servants laundry. "Everything?" he asked with trepidation.
"I'll turn around" she said turning around while she explained.
"Highest grade silk, dyed Slytherin green, and are all marked with an M, not an obvious pair of underwear belonging to a Malfoy." She said in her way of explaining things while he finished changing into a white shirt and pair of brown trousers both of which smelled like hay and dirt to his refined senses. She turned around to take a look at him and sighed.
"What's wrong?" he asked wondering if his shirt was on backwards.
"Egyptian cotton socks….."she replied looking at the brown spots on them incredulously.
He looked at her blankly not understanding. "Rich people" she muttered under her breath while telling him "those too, take them off" she said and picked up the boots off the floor where he had left them and handed them to him.
"What about socks" he said as he took them off.
"I forgot" she told him blatantly as if it was the most normal thing in the world for a Malfoy to not wear his perfectly serviceable socks. 'Actually' he paused just before he put the boots on. 'none of this is normal'. He silently put on the boots thinking hard. "Good, all ready" she asked," now just one more thing" she said twiring her wand quickly over his body.
As he watched her he felt his eyes tingling, his hair was lengthening and changing color, his felt his face changing shape and finally he felt a slight tingle make it's way over his entire body.
"What's going on?" he asked her suddenly, unsure.
"No time" she said before turning to the door. She opened it slightly before peaking out and waved her hand at him to follow. He followed her out into what looked like one of the kitchen storage rooms. It was fully of large bags that probably contained grains and such the kitchen might need.
They walked up some stairs and entered the kitchen quietly. Everyone was running around too busy to notice them. She grabbed his hand and quickly pulled him through the busy kitchen. He looked around and noticed that they all wore similar clothing to him.
They pushed passed through throngs of people and house elves all busy making the evening meals for a family that was probably evacuating just as he was. He hoped they were at least. They walked past a washing station with a mirror. He was shocked by his new appearance.
His hair was now shoulder length and was now a light brown color, his eyes were bright blue, and his skin was now the healthy ivory hue that most people had. His facial features were now larger and softer. The changes might have been small, but no one would mistake him for a Malfoy.
'Every Malfoy icon had been taken care of' he thought silently to himself. When they got to the door of the kitchen she suddenly hugged him and announced loudly "I'm so happy that you could visit Nathan, it's been a joy having my only son visit me, unfortunately were rather busy today…." She said pretending to think.
"Ah, but wait" she said cheerfully pulling something out of her pockets "this bag contains a portkey to my private home, why don't you go to my house and we can catch up later, your Aunt Cissy is already there, she'll explain everything" she said brightly but gave him a warning look that told him otherwise.
He got the message. He would walk to the edge of the wards where he would take a portkey to his mother. Where she would explain everything. 'wait a second' he thought slowly putting the pieces together as Caroline shoved the bag at him and threw him out the kitchen door and into the dark of night.
'Well' he thought pocketing the bag.'time to find out why his mother was abandoning the Malfoy name' he thought as he crept onto the large grounds.
Carefully keeping to the shadows of the bushes he walked slowly. He didn't know where the rebels were, but he knew they must be out here somewhere.
However unlike them, he knew every inch of this place.
He pulled out his wand from his wand holder and continued. The Malfoy grounds had rows and rows of bushes slightly taller than a person. If he kept off the pathways and crept in between where the bushes grow right next to each other, he might make it to the forest were the portkey wards ended just past the edge.
He had made it halfway there when he heard it. A series of whistles that were clearly made by a human. Draco froze in fear, he had known they were out there, but he hadn't stopped to think of what would happen if they caught him. They might torture him for information about the traditionist faction he didn't have .
He also knew he couldn't go back either, if he went back they were sure to catch him, 'along with the servants,' he realized. Caroline had apparently known what she was doing when she sent him out here. There was no way he would be of any interest to them the way he looked now.
There way nothing to tell that he was a Malfoy. He still didn't know what they did to servants but anything would probably be better than getting found out as the Malfoy heir. Their target, if he was to understand Caroline properly. He just hoped that Caroline would be okay, she had gone beyond of what was normally expected of servants to ensure his safety.
Feeling slightly better than before he continued on his way determinedly ignoring the way leaves crunched underneath feet, sticks breaking, and any other signs that he was not alone on the grounds. He kept moving weaving in between the bushes and keeping to the shadows when the bushes were slim.
He started relaxing as he got closer to the forest. Ten feet from the forest he heard shouting as someone from the house sprang the alarm. He look back to the manor. He couldn't see anything but he could hear spells being shouted into the night as the raid started.
Turning to look at the forest he saw that it was only a few feet in front of him. He ran for it breaking his cover. He staggered partway as he felt an explosion hit the house, but he kept running determined to make it. When he finally made it to the cover of the tree's he sighed feeling much better about this whole thing.
He continued running trying to find the edge of the wards where he could Portkey out. When he almost tripped on a rock he stopped running but walked fast determined to get away from the chaos that the manor was currently in.
Suddenly an arm grabbed him out of the shadows and roughly pressed him up against a tree with a wand presented at his neck. "Well, well what do we have here?" asked the person curiously.
Alright everone! Here's the first chapter to my new story, this took the longest time to write so I hope you like it. Please review! I will post the second chapter as soon as I fix all the kinks out of it.
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