Changing Sides

Voldemort was gone. The Boy Who Lived had won. The dark side was defeated and the death eaters that had survived began to flee. The youngest Malfoy stood across the courtyard staring at the Golden Trio.

"Come son, it is time for us to leave", said Lucius steering his son away from the scene before them as the ministry officials swooped in rounding off the last of the death eaters that were trying to get away. "No", came the reply. Lucius was taken aback. He had never been disobeyed before and especially not by his son.

Before he could say another word he spotted an angry looking official heading their way. " I am disappointed in you, you are making a terrible mistake and I will make sure that you pay for it", spat Lucius angrily glaring at his son and apparating away with his wife at his side. Draco could not forget the look of pain that shot across his mother's face when they left, but he could no longer follow in his father's footsteps...he simply would not do so. Things were going to be tough but he was willing to move ahead no matter what it took. His father's threats no longer scared him. He had already come to understand that love was a feeling Lucius felt for no one, not his son nor his wife, and it did not surprise him that his father could turn to despise him so easily.

Taking one last look at the Golden Trio, Draco realized that someone had been watching him. Warm brown eyes met the stormy grey ones for a moment. Hermione Granger. She looked away quickly after she realized he had caught her staring at him. Those brown eyes were the last thing he would remember as he turned in his place and vanished.

Draco realized he had apparated to muggle London. Not a place he had been to ever before. His father would never have let him set foot in a place crowded with muggles, but surprisingly Draco felt a feeling of calm wash over him as he stepped onto the busy road. It had been a couple of minutes he had arrived here and not a single person had so much as even taken notice of him. It was a relief to get away from angry glares and fearful glances. He kept on walking not knowing where he was going or what he was going to do. Part of him was scared as he now had no place to go to or no one to turn to. He had no friends he could rely on...except maybe Blaise, his best friend. But Draco knew that his father would definitely try to find him and he did not want to drag Blaise into all of this. This was his decision and he was going have to find a way to build his life up again. He would have to find his own path now and the thought of doing it all by himself was overwhelming. He sat down on a nearby park bench trying to think of what to do.

A few hours passed by and Draco could not think of a place to go to. He felt completely lost and the loneliness began to slowly creep in. He refused to dwell on these thoughts any longer. He had come up with nothing really so he decided to head to the Leaky Cauldron and stay there for the night. Tomorrow he could begin looking for a place again.

Draco apparated right int the bar of the Leaky Cauldron. It had started to get dark and there were quite a few people in the bar as it was terribly cold outside. Tom the bartender was clearing up a table. He looked up as Draco approached him. 'A butter beer please and a room for the night", said Draco. The bartender gave him a surprised look. It was exceptionally rare to be spoken to kindly by a Malfoy. Draco too tired to care, finished his drink and followed him to a room on the first floor.

After giving him the key, Tom left and Draco entered the room. He had never stayed in any of the rooms here before. For him the Leaky Cauldron had just been a way of getting into Diagon Alley. He looked around the room. It was not very big, just enough for one person. There was a bed in the corner. The opposite wall had a small desk and a chair and beside it was a wardrobe. A jug of fresh water stood on the desk, refilling itself every time it was emptied. A small window opened up to the street below. A fire was cheerfully blazing in the fireplace, its warmth spreading across the room. Draco realized he was now feeling extremely hungry, but was too tired to go back down again. With that he collapsed onto the bed and before he knew it he was fast asleep.

Finally done with the first chapter. I was really excited writing it and I hope you guys enjoy reading it. This is my first Dramione fan fiction so please review and comment...Love to all Dramione fans...

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER.