Author's Note: So this is the edited chapter of Into the Night. I'm reposting because this is what I posted to / and I plan for that to be where the full story is. This does have violence and other such triggering things. Viewer Discretion is advised.

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Draco watched as his father was led away. He closed his eyes, not daring to meet his father's. By the time he saw those eyes again they would be empty and lifeless, a telling sign of the Dementor's Kiss. He felt himself start to shake. Complete and utter fear bloomed in his body as his guards grabbed his arms and pushed him through the large ebony stone doors. They let go of him long enough for him to sit in the dark oak chair. The moment he sat, chains leaped up and wrapped around his arms and legs.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy, You have been charged with the high crime of Dark Magic, Using unforgivable curses, and murder. What say you?" Kingsley Shacklebolt's voice boomed over the din of the Wizengamot's room. Draco froze for a moment, eyes flicking around the room, trying to find a face he knew. His eyes landed on the door. Behind it stood his mother, still proud and strong, despite everything. It was then that he knew what he had to do, what he had to tell the court, for her sake, so that she might not face his father's fate. They had to know the truth, even if it would cause him to spend an eternity locked away, at least she would be free.

"Guilty… I am guilty of those crimes. I did them knowingly without the imperious curse being placed on me," Draco called out, hoping the counsel didn't hear the waver in his voice. He continued, "I had very few choices, my mother and father's lives were at stake. He… he threatened to kill them, to torture them and then make them torture me. He told me, if I did not complete my task to kill Professor Dumbledore, He would torture my family and that their dead faces would be the last thing I saw. I love my parents, and would die for them. My mother was innocent in all of this, she had no choice to let the Dark Lord stay in our home, my life was on the line. I know it is not the same, but my mother's love is like that of Pot-Harry Potter's mother. She would do anything to protect me, anything."

"He's speaking the truth," The oh so familiar voice rang out. He heard an accumulating hush fall over the room as the most famous man of the wizarding world walked towards the bench of the Wizengamot. The mess of black hair was the same, though seemed to be slightly tamed at the moment. He was more built than Draco remembered, and a bit taller, too. Then he began to speak, "Harry Potter, Key Witness to the cases of Draco Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy, nee Black."

"Mr. Potter, you're a bit late," Shacklebolt said, a subtle gentleness behind it that Draco became curious about.

"Sorry, funeral preparations. As I was saying Mr. Malfoy is speaking the truth, he and his family were under serious threats on their lives should Draco fail or defect. However he left something out: He saved my life and he lowered his wand when he could have easily killed professor Dumbledore.

When I was taken to Malfoy Manor, Mr. Malfoy refused to identify me to his aunt, Bellatrix. He saved my life that day. Now, onto his attempted murder charge, he was not the person who killed Albus Dumbledore. Severus Snape was. Draco lowered his wand and seemed ready to accept the Headmaster's help when the other Death Eaters came in and Professor Snape killed Dumbledore. As most of you I'm sure read the Daily Prophet obituaries, most of you will know why Snape committed that act. Draco did commit those crimes, but how can you punish him for simply being on the wrong side and trying to figure out what was best for his family?" Harry finished, staring defiantly at the Wizengamot, as if daring them to defy him and his logic. Draco was personally stunned. Stunned that he actually had a witness to back up his story and then help him along, stunned that his key witness was Harry Potter, and stunned to realize he might actually stand a chance of not rotting for eternity in Azkaban.

Draco sat there and watched as Potter approached Auror Shacklebolt's seat at the head of the Wizengamot. He murmured something to Shacklebolt. Draco saw Shacklebolt nod and say something back to Potter. Clearing his throat, the Head Auror called out, "Due to the circumstances Mr. Draco Malfoy was under during the duration of the second Wizarding War, he is to be put under probation with… what did you call it Harry? Oh yes… A Probation Auror. Mr. Malfoy, once you are escorted from the hearing, you may pick up your wand and will be transported from The Ministry by an Auror. Your probation Auror will come to your house tomorrow promptly at 9 o'clock. Until that time, you are under house arrest at Malfoy Manor. Is all this clear? Your Auror will explain more in-depth tomorrow when he/she meets you. I suggest taking down some of your wards so that they might be able to enter the grounds." With this being said, the Head Auror nodded to the guards waiting around the room. One walked over to Draco and tapped the chains on the chair. The chains slithered down the chair and released Draco's wrists and ankles from their hold on him. The guards grabbed each of his arms and practically carried him out, his shock was so complete. Through the ebony doors they went again. It was seeing the sight of his mother still shackled that brought him back to reality.

"Mother, Mother I am free, Potter spoke for me. I think he plans to speak on your behalf as well, don't be afraid, you are safe," Draco called to his mother as he was led away. Narcissa looked up and watched her son be led away. Draco saw the tears in her eyes as she was brought into the courtroom through the ebony door, just like her son before her.

Chapter 2

Draco sat outside