A/N: As most of you can tell from my name, I mostly write Les Miserables stories. But this story has been in my head for a while now. Basically, it is Draco and his younger squib brother join up with the golden trio. I am American, so if I get any British stuff wrong let me know so I can fix it. (Excluding the spelling, I will right color not colour. It just comes naturally to me.) Other than that, I will try to stay true to the books and their British nature. ~Zie
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all Harry Potter characters and spells. I only own Leo Malfoy.
Chapter One: Leaving Home
It was Christmas break, and while Draco Malfoy would want nothing more to be in the Slytherin common room, he was expected to return to the Manor he grew up in. For that reason, he was sitting at a table with his fellow Death Eaters, his mother, and of course the Dark Lord. At this time, the Dark Lord was pacing the table; he seemed to be giving Draco several appraising looks. The young man shuttered, he was reminded of that summer, when his father received similar looks, before the Dark Lord took his wand.
"Nagini is waiting in Godric's Hollow under my orders. I expect Harry Potter to return to his parents' grave at some point before the year ends. However, Nagini informs me that the boy has not arrived, and she expects that when he does appear, he may not stay long enough for her to capture him. I need a volunteer to go to Godric's Hollow and wait hidden by Potter's parents' grave."
At this point, the Dark Lord stopped his pacing behind Draco's chair. The boy felt his mother tense up on his right, while his aunt gave him envious looks from the other end of the table.
"Draco," the Dark Lord began in his cold voice. "I do believe you can perform a successful disillusion charm. This mission should be completed by the New Year; if not, Severus has kindly agreed that you may return to Hogwarts after you have completed your task. You are to wait for Potter to visit his parents' grave before you contact Nagini. She will help you hold him until I arrive. Keep Nagini safe at all times."
With that, Lord Voldemort dismissed the Death Eaters and retreated to his quarters. Narcissa stayed by her sons side as Bellatrix told him how honored he should be that the Dark Lord forgives him for his failure. At this, Lucius Malfoy stepped between his son and sister-in-law. "Well Draco, you best prepare for your trip. You should leave as soon as possible to make a good impression."
Nodding solemnly, Draco and his mother left the room calmly. Once they were alone, however, the two raced to the cellar. This was the chance they had been waiting for.
When the Dark Lord first entered the Manor, he explored from top to bottom before ordering that all prisoners were to be kept in the cellar. Right now, the only prisoner was Ollivander, the old wand maker who was now silently whimpering in the corner. Ignoring the elderly man, mother and son made their way to the hidden door in the corner of the cellar, where the house elves used to sleep (the Dark Lord had killed most of them, leaving the remaining two to sleep in a kitchen cabinet and to do the work ten elves once did.) There was, however, one living thing in the hidden room.
The summer between Draco's first and second year, Narcissa discovered that she was pregnant. Draco was thrilled at the thought of a younger sibling, someone to play with and boss around. Lucius, however, managed to contain his feelings. Narcissa herself was thrilled; personally hoping this would be a new beginning, she was never thrilled with the direction Lucius arranged for their eldest. It never occurred to her that Lucius would be furious, or that he would take things as far as he did early that next March.
Narcissa was about seven months pregnant when she overheard Lucius bragging to a "friend" about how he helped open the Chamber of Secrets under the Dark Lord's orders. Mortified and furious, Narcissa confronted her husband about the danger he put their son in. Lucius tried to ignore her, he really did, but eventually the heavily pregnant woman went too far. "The Dark Lord ordered you, did he? When did he do that? The bastard has been dead for 11 years!"
At this point in time, Lucius believed that Voldemort was still alive somewhere, just like many other Death Eaters. His own wife, calling his Lord a bastard, he lost control. Waving his wand like a mad man, he sent pots, pans, and knives flying across the kitchen, smashing into Narcissa's body; her stomach in particular. Pointing his wand in the direction of his unborn child, and therefore Narcissa, Lucius bellowed, "Crucio!"
Narcissa screamed helplessly as her body thrashed in one direction, while the fetus squirmed in the other direction. The torment of both helpless beings carried on until, two months before the due date, Narcissa's water broke.
Horrified, Lucius raced Narcissa to St. Mungo's and admitted her to the maternity ward where they delivered his second son. Carrying on with the Black family tradition, they named their son Leo Orion Malfoy. While several galleons exchanged hands to keep Narcissa's beaten condition quiet, the Healers insisted on running additional tests on Leo. After several hours, the head Healer entered the room, and told the Malfoy's that while Leo was healthy, the tests have shown that his magical capabilities may have been affected. Research on squibs over the past few years showed that most squibs studied were either born too early, or subject to a traumatic event before or during the birth. It was therefore extremely likely that Leo Malfoy was a squib.
For the first year of his life, Leo was cared for by the family house elves in the little cellar room. Draco was told that the baby was born ill and may never learn to control his magic, for his own safety, Draco was to avoid his brother and Leo was to be cared for by the house elves.
Once he was old enough to walk, Leo was given tasks by his father that were normally given to the house elves. At two years old, he was hand washing silverware and mopping the floors. At four years old, he helped the house elves cook and serve the family meals (which he was forbidden to partake in.)
At the end of Draco's sixth year, Lord Voldemort moved in. Concerned about the Dark Lord discovering his secret squib son, Lucius ordered Narcissa to dispose of Leo. However, Narcissa loved her youngest son very much and instead, kept him hidden from Lucius and their "guests." After years of doing housework, Leo was locked in the hidden cellar room where he grew up. Only this time, he was alone. Early that summer, he met his brother for the first time. For almost five years, the only people he ever saw were his parents'; his father, who beat him and generally frightened him, and his mother, who never touched him, but was nice and brought him extra food whenever she could. He didn't know what his brother would be like and was naturally wary.
He was told that they had a plan to help him escape. Tonight, they planned to put it in action. Draco had been practicing a complicated spell that would turn a living thing into a rock for several hours at a time. They told him that Draco had been given a mission by the Dark Lord and tonight Draco would turn him into a rock, then Draco would leave the Manor with the Leo-rock in his pocket.
The blonde toddler looked between his mother and brother in confusion. "Will mummy be a rock, too?"
Narcissa sighed and knelt before her youngest son. "No Leo. Mummy has to stay here with Father. Draco will take care of you."
Tears welled in the child's eyes as he frantically shook his head. "No, mummy, no. Father will hurt you. You have to come with us."
Slowly, Narcissa pulled her son into a hug. Leo froze in fear; he had never been hugged before. Eventually, he began to lean into the gentle touch. "I have to stay, love. Don't be scared, I'll be fine. You and Draco have to help Harry Potter stop You-know-who."
Solemnly, Leo nodded and walked towards his brother. Smiling kindly at the little boy, Draco asked him, "Are you ready?"
Standing straighter, Leo met Draco's eyes for the first time ever. His 4 year old mind registered that they had the same eye color. "Yes sir, Mister Draco." He replied like the house elves that raised him.
Taking a deep breathe, Draco clearly stated the incarnation that transfigured his younger brother into a cream colored rock. Pressing his lips to the top of the rock, Draco murmered, "Call me Draco."
After sliding the rock into his front pocket, Draco and his mother left the hidden room and sprinted to Draco's bedroom to pack for his trip. They had put an Undetectable Extension Charm on a rucksack days ago, which Draco was hastily shoving clothes into as Narcissa shrunk clothing for Leo. She then summoned the non-perishable food they had hidden under Draco's bed and packed them as well.
Once they had finished packing, Draco pulled the rock from his pocket and passed it to his mother, who tearfully bid it farewell and pressed gentle kisses onto its surface. Returning it to Draco, he placed it in the rucksack and zipped it up. The two then went down to the foyer, where Lucius, Bellatrix and Severus watched as Draco entered the courtyard and Disapparated.