This story I started with Allen Sario (she has amazing one shots) I'll be doing most of the plot (although she did a FABULOUS job starting us out) Please Read and Review. Tell us what you think. :)\

The M rated stuff will come soon enough. XD

Here's to start you out, its the summer before sixth year, Draco's father has been called to the Dark Lord because he has a task for Draco...but is it what they thought it would be?

We don't own anything. :) But I'm sure I can speak for myself, I so wish I owned a Draco, even just to look. :)

Malfoy Manor was somber. Heavy clouds sat upon the land as its heir sat waiting. Despite the heavy mood Draco Malfoy was pristine. His hair had grown and was pulled back to the nape of his neck.. He donned his best day robes and sat elegantly on his window bench. The only signs of his distress were his tightly clenched fists in his lap. His fathers emergency portkey weighed heavily in his palms.

A loud crack of their house elf startled the teen out of his thoughts, "the Master of the house is returned sir."

Draco sighed in relief, "Thank Merlin," he whispered to himself. He walked briskly to his fathers study, for Malfoy's did not run. When he arrived, his fear was confirmed, he saw his father lay crumpled on the floor, next to the fire place, his mother in his arms, "Father! Mother!" He yelled after he took in the sight, He went to them and knelled down next to them, looking from his mother to his father. "What did he want? What did the Dark Lord want?!" He asked his father in a rush.

Lucius looked at his son, with fear in his eyes. "Son," he said as he brought his wife's body to the nearest chair. "The Dark Lord wanted more than what we thought," he begun, "something that we're not willing to let you give him. We thought he wanted you to do a mission. Something when you went back to school, oh how I wish that were true now."

"What did he want Father," he said as he absentmindedly rubbed his left arm, where a Dark Mark would soon be placed..

"He wanted you, he wanted you for himself."

Draco stared at him in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"He wanted to use you, for his own pleasure... When your mother and I said 'no' he tortured us. Draco, I almost wasn't able to get your mother out." He said as he looked at his wife.

"Father." Draco said, "what are we to do now?"

"I think you need to get away. Go to your room to pack some clothes, I'll be right there."

Draco almost ran for his bedroom, ignoring that if this was any other situation he would be punished. He called for a house elf so they would get him a bag then went to his closet and started putting random shirts and pants, while the house elf got his under shirts and such, into bags.

A few minutes later Lucius came in with another portkey. "This will take you to a house, no one knows of this house, you can do whatever you'd like, but please be careful. You have two minutes until it goes. Please be safe." He said as he handed it to Draco.

"Father, what will I do for school?" Draco asked as the house elf helped him with the bags.

"You will go as planned. I wont see you off this year, but I will write. There is a house elf at this house that will take care of you. Enjoy your sixth year of school." After Lucius said his last words he nodded at his son and walked out of the room, right before he knew the portkey would go off.

As Draco felt his body transport to his new unusual house. He was closing his eyes, portkey traveling was never his favorite to do. When he felt himself land he let out a small "oopf" before he opened his eyes and saw a living room, clean, nicely decorated, and very much home like. There was a dark blue theme in this room, that Draco only could think was his mothers doing. When he got up he looked around, taking in every small detail. He was just about to look at some photos when he heard a crack, he turned around, pulling out his wand. He looked to find an elf there with a small smile on its face. Draco lowered his wand.

"Master, welcome to Ottery St. Catchpole. My name is Lilith" The house elf said as she bowed.

"Yes, take me and my bags to my room.." Draco said as he thought over the name of the town he was in. He started to follow the house elf. Certainly there must be a reason for Draco's father to send him here. He stopped looked out the window and saw hills and plains. It looked as if they went on forever. The house elf opened a door at the top of the stairs and Draco hurried to catch up with her.

"Here you are, Master, I will have dinner up in just a bit." The house elf said as she put his bag down on the floor, then disappeared from in front of him. Draco looked around his new room. It was smalled than his one at the Manor. It was decorated differently too. This one had red hues instead of the greens at back home. Draco sat down on his bed while sighing. He felt him self relax for the first time since his father told him that they were called to see the Dark Lord for his serviced. Draco relaxed a bit more, taking off his shoes and laying back on his bed enjoying the comfort. Before he knew it he was in a deep sleep

Thank you for reading, please review with questions and comments, negative and postive.
Next chapter is all written up, should be out as soon as there is some feedback.