Hello:) this is a kind of sequel I guess to my story called "Worries", this chapter doesn't really talk about my other story but the later chapters will include some recognition from, so for later chapters you might want to go and check that story out but for right now - this is sort of like an introduction to his freedom - if you will. ENJOY :D
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"Would Lucius Malfoy please come forth?" commanded Kingsley Shacklebot. This was it, the day of the Malfoy's trial and Draco was a nervous wreck as he watched his father walk up to the chair. Draco did not care for his father, he had beaten and forced both him and his mother to get the Dark Mark and to worship Voldemort; he was frightened for his mother who was sobbing quietly into a handkerchief next to him. Draco felt as though his father deserved all punishment given to him and gritted his teeth as he set his eyes upon the man who had put him through hell for 17 bloody years of his life.
"Lucius Malfoy has been accused of associating with Voldemort and doing countless acts of Dark Arts" Kingsley peered at the man through his glasses and continued, "He has also been accused to be in possession of extremely dangerous objects which have been confiscated from the Ministry prior to this trial"
"Because these all of these accusations have been proven true; Lucius Malfoy has been sentenced to life in Azkaban" Kingsley finished slamming the gavel down upon his desk and their were murmurs of approval around the room.
Lucius paled as guards led him away, when he passed Draco and his wife, he spat on the ground and glared at Draco. Draco tensed and scowled at his father's behavior before turning towards the front again.
"Narcissa Malfoy" called Kingsley looking around the room.
At this, Draco gently helped his mother up and ushered her towards the front to where she made her way to the chair and tentatively sat down.
"There has been a person who has willingly come to defend the accused" Kingsley read from a sheet placed in front of him. Draco felt all eyes turn to him in confusion but he just sat there; equally confused.
"Will Harry Potter, please step in?" Kingsley boomed looking straight at the door. The door opened and in walked the Boy-Who-Lived, Potter himself.
There was excited chatter and many gasps amongst the witches and wizards as Harry Potter walked straight up to Mrs. Malfoy who stared at him with, bewildered. Harry glanced over to Draco and gave him a reassuring smile before clearing his throat.
"Ahem, well best be moving things on" Harry called up to Kingsley who smiled slightly before turning serious again.
"Yes, I believe you had some things to say on behalf of Mrs. Malfoy?" Kingsley asked in his business voice.
"Yes, Minister" Harry said fixing his glasses, "I believe that Mrs. Malfoy has done no harm rather, it was Mr. Malfoy that had been very involved with Voldemort and had forced Mrs. Malfoy and Draco into it against their will" Potter continued on with a look of determination in his eyes steadily gazing around the room.
"There is also one more thing that I would like to add, something I thought that was going to keep private but in these circumstances; I think it would be appropriate"
Kingsley glanced at the strong-willed boy in front of him and nodded, "Go on Harry"
"The night that Voldemort had stormed into Hogwarts, I had gone into the forest for reasons I believe the Ministry is already informed of" the boy peered at Kingsley who nodded and urged him to continue.
"Well, after; Voldemort had asked Narcissa Malfoy to check if I was dead" Harry gestured towards Mrs. Malfoy who stared at him with tears forming in her eyes, "She knew I was alive and I knew she knew, but she lied and told him I was dead - without that seemingly small act, I think it's safe to say; we would have lost the war" Potter finished as gasps went around the room and chattering once again conjured; much louder than before.
"SILENCE!" Kingsley boomed and the chatter died down, he looked at Mrs. Malfoy,
"Is this true?" suddenly, all heads turned her and she nodded slightly,
"Ye-yes, I lied to The Da - Voldemort that Po-Harry was dead" she stammered looking up fearfully. Kingsley nodded with satisfaction and signaled the council to begin to discuss. Whispers were heard as the head witches and wizards discussed the fate of Naricssa Malfoy.
After, a few, long, agonizing minutes, the head representative of the Wizards Council stood up and spoke in a clear voice,
"Under the words Mister Harry Potter has voiced and evidence collect from other sources; we have declared Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy-" the repersentitive paused for a moment,
"Innocent of all accusations and she is free to go" he finished as Kingsley slammed the gavel down upon his desk.
Harry grinned and went to go sit in a more secluded corner of the room and Draco's eyes followed him steadily. He was relieved and nervous all the same time, he was next.
"Draco Lucius Malfoy" Kingsley boomed as Narcissa made her way over to Draco she pulled him into a hug,
"Be strong" she whispered and kissed him on the cheek. She sat down and watched as her little boy walked over to the chair and sat down as calm as one could while threatened with going to Azkaban at only 17.
Kingsley peered over the edge of his glasses,
"Now, this will take no time at all" he started and Draco's hope flickered out, "I'm going to Azkaban" he thought gravely ready to hear those horrible words from the Minister's mouth.
"Mister Draco Lucius Malfoy although accused and guilty upon many things, was only 16 at the time when everything had happened, therefore; because Mister Malfoy wasn't of age; he is free to go" the Minister smiled graciously at the boy he sat there in shock.
"This trial is over" Kingsley boomed out slamming his gavel for the final time before disappearing behind a curtain.
Draco was still stood there, shock evident in his face; his mother flew towards him and embraced him tightly all the while murmuring,
"My boy's fine! He's free! Oh, he's free, he's free!" she cried out with tears running down her face.
Draco came alive again and hugged his mother tightly before pulling out, there was still one thing he had to do. He tugged his mother over to where Harry was stood grinning as his former enemy and mother made their way over to him.
"Figured you might come and talk" he said cheekily, the grin never leaving his face
"Why Potter?" Draco asked holding the green-eyed boy's gaze
"I don't forget things like that Malfoy" Harry shook his head and grinned at the boy once again before diapparating in the air, but not before leaving a piece of parchment in his dust.
Draco gingerly took it and read it,
Hey Malfoy, if you're reading this you and you're mother are probably free. I was discussing this with Ginny and I know that her and Astoria are great friends; why don't you three come 'round to the Burrow tomorrow evening for dinner? I promise you, Hermione will make sure Ron behaves and no-one has anything against you, please think about it
Scarhead
Draco laughed and looked at his mother who read the letter with tears in her eyes once again speaking words of praise of Harry and that she really wanted to get to know Molly Weasley. He looked at her and smiled,
They were free.
Okaaay, so I know that Astoria isn't mentioned often but I promise in the next chapter there will more of her in the next chapter
BEWARE: THERE WILL BE A STORY JUMP FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER
so please don't get mad at me for skipping over a long time - you have been warned
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until next time
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