My Childhood Day's

The song is 'angel standing by' by Jewel it is on YouTube and it's a beautiful song and I recommend listening to it at leat once whilst or before reading this

I don't own anything but my ideas but you know that if you have half a brain

Defence against the dark arts had been moved for the afternoon. Apparently the room had to be fumigated for pixies; the things that had somehow escaped from their magic seeled cage had attacked the class before. Draco stared out the divination room window, 'of course if Lockhart couldn't have his room he'd choose the most gay room in the whole friggin castle.' He thought bitterly sitting in a smoky little room filled with Gryffindors wasn't exactly his idea of fun, especially when all the girls except Hermione where swooning over Lockhart as he told the terrible tale of being attacked by the vicious pixies and how he had fought them off as he yelled for the students to run and save themselves.

He was pretty sure Hermione would have swooned along with the rest but she was putting all her effort into ignoring 'the Weasley twit' who had pissed her off about something, She had black things on strings hanging from here ears that somehow emitted sound every time she pressed the button with the triangle on it. He would have found it a lot more interesting if it hadn't been playing bloody boy band music and soppy love ballads. She was in the chair right in front of him so he could hear every word, who ever wrote those songs was pathetic seriously he decided that they needed to be helped and helped as in put down.

He shifted in the big armchair so he could gaze more comfortably out the window, there wasn't really anything much to look at this high up but he conceded that at least it was slightly cooler in front of the window and if your gonna tease everyone with your slight advantage do it convincingly. So he sat staring out the window a smirk on his lips. Listening to Hermione's crappy music.

He stared to go into a dazed half sleep when suddenly the music caught his attention

All through the night I'll be watching over you

And all through the night I'll be standing over you

He stared wide-eyed at the back of Hermione's chair

And through bad dreams

I'll be right there baby holding your hand

telling you everything's going to be alright

The world around him went dark

When you cry I'll be right there baby

telling you were never nothing less than beautiful

Dimmed by the light of her face

So don't you worry

I'm you Angel standing by

As she sang him to sleep

The beautiful face was swiped away and in its place was Lucius Malfoy. He blindly threw out his arms and fell to the ground crawling backwards until he felt something solid against his back "You cant escape me Draco" the man said "Your mine forever" The boys hands dropped and the world came to a halt.

Harry's attention was drawn by the sound of one of the great armchairs fall to its side he spun facing the sound to see Draco Malfoy on the ground a look of absolute terror on his face his dark eyes were wide as he scrambled backwards before hitting the wall and stopping just to stare in terror at what ever he saw. His hands dropped and in that moment the terror was gone, replace by something that looked scarily like acceptance. Acceptance to what? Death? Harry stood and walked slowly towards the other boy. The room was silent everyone was watching Draco shocked everyone except Lockhart who was cowering courageously behind his chair.

Harry crouched before the other boy "Draco?" he asked but there was no light in the other boys eyes, no recognition, nothing. He reached out a hand and slowly stretched it out to touch the boys arm the second his skin touched the other boys he felt a jolt throughout his body as he was pulled inward. Harry screwed his eyes shut he felt light-headed and nauseous then it was over and he was standing in a stifling warm room the sound of the wind howling outside sounding like screams. Despite the heat a fire roared in the fireplace casting eerie shadows over the man who sat close in front of it. Harry frowned, for a second he thought it was Draco but upon looking closer he realised it was Lucius Malfoy the cane was unmistakably his and he was far to old to be the boy. Where was he? Harry wondered had he been somehow dragged back to Draco's house? Harry was backing away when there was a loud rap on the door "Enter" said Lucius lazily as he lit himself a cigarette. Harry dived behind a cupboard, as an icy gust of wind burst through the door chilling Harry though this room was hot the hall outside was bitterly cold. A man dressed in servants clothing enter, he was heavily muscled with a scar across his right eye and a nose that looked like it had been broken more times then he had had a birthday.

"My Lord," the man had a thick Russian accent "we have found them"

The Malfoy in the chair looked up a glint in his eye that sent a cold chill through Harry's veins "Bring them in" he hissed standing and turning his back towards the door. The sound of a child crying and a woman begging reached Harry's ears he saw a smile spread across the mans face. The door was thrust further open as a woman was thrown into the room the man he had seen before entered holding on the arm of a little soft looking brown hair framed his face, tears streamed from big onyx eyes. The boy tried to run to the woman but the man pulled him back viciously.

"I told you not to leave" Lucius Malfoy said turning to the woman who was draped across the floor one of her legs was obviously broken bent off on a bag angle she was dressed in muggle clothes; black pants a dark cotton shirt and a black woollen knee lengthed jacket. There was a slash on her arm; blood flowed in a thin stream down her arm. There was also blood on the back of her head dying her dark hair red. "You know the price you must pay for defying me" his voice was quiet but sadistic. The woman looked up at him, and Harry was shocked to see no fear in her eyes " I will not beg for my life father." She said hatred glowing in her dark blue eyes. 'Father?!' Thought 'she's Lucius's daughter? Draco's sister?' The smile returned to Lucius's lips "My dear that is the only time in your life you have ever sounded like a Malfoy" she glared at him "But then, what would you have me do with your son?" The glare faltered a look of fear crept on to her eyes before she gained control again. "You have no need for him let him go" her voice was tight with fear. Lucius Malfoy regarded the boy briefly before turning back to the woman "No, I don't' think I will"

Everything froze, Harry looked around confused until silver blonde hair caught his eye "Draco?" He stood less then a metre away from him. The taller boy said nothing, just continued to stare at the woman sprawled on the floor.

"Mummy?"