The truth behind the lies
Disclaimer: This all belongs to JK Rowling. Nothing is mine, so don't sue, cos I'm broke.
A Draco/Ginny fic, set a few years after Hogwarts, Draco is arrested for the murder of a muggle family, the Dursleys to be precise, not that Harry is bothered, Draco knows he is innocent, and he needs the best wizard defence attorney around, well who else but Virginia Weasley.
In a medium sized house on Privet Drive, a family say and watched TV, the mother was a thin horse faced woman who went by the name Petunia Dursley, her husband Vernon Dursley was a large man with a large red face, he was sat next to a large man whose layers of fat were only just hidden by his plain shirt and trousers, his name was Dudley Dursley. "I saw the woman next door using bleach on her dainties, well, I just cannot believe the shortcuts people will take, I have never used bleach, I use elbow grease, thats why my whites are white!" Vernon nodded and chuckled to himself, "Best wife and Mother in the area, and all because you work hard, with no shortcuts." Dudley smiled at his mother, "your the best Mum, can I have some ice cream?" Petunia nodded and went into the kitchen, returning a few minutes later with a large bowl of ice cream, sauce and sprinkles covered it so it looked like a small multi coloured mountain. "I saw Potter this morning, he was walking in broad daylight wearing a cloak, freaks like him should be shot, its a crime against nature!" Petunia nodded and then changed the subject, she hated talking about her sisters son, her nephew, as a baby he had been orphaned and Petunia and Vernon being his only family had been forced to look after him, they always turned a blind eye when Dudley had punched him. "It's good natured fighting, thats all it is!" Dudleys Aunt Marge would boom, then she would laugh and slip him a twenty pound note.
Outside the Dursley residence a tall man with light blonde hair stood and listened, with a sneer on his face he waited patiently, his wand in his right hand, in his left a muggle shot gun, he wore black leather gloves, and a long black cloak. "Stupid muggles like them should be killed before they harm themselves, its for their own good." Taking aim at the window he blasted it away using his wand, he laughed at the frightened looks on their faces, "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU FREAK!!" Vernon roared, laughing he pointed his wand at Dudley, "Stupid muggle, now why did you have to say that? Well, it doesn't matter, because before you die, you'll watch your family die in agony." Once again he laughed a cold hard laugh, that filled Vernon Dursleys heart with fear, he then watched as the stranger used the Cruacius curse on Dudley, making Dudley scream in pain, finally the man said calmly, "Avada Kadavra," Vernon saw a green light and his son slumped to the floor, on his face a look of horror, five minutes later Petunia joined her son, on her face the same look of horror. "I could torture you, make you wish you were dead, make you scream for death, but I won't, you've had to watch your family die, your own flesh and blood in agony, Avada kadavra." The man smiled as Vernon fell to the floor, finally he took aim at each of his victims, putting a round of bullets in them, putting the gun in his inside pocket he apparated out of the house, the police arrived a few minutes later, a few minutes after that Ministry of Magic officials arrived, wiping the memorys of each policeman and sending them away.
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A tapping noise was the first thing that woke Harry Potter up, it took him back to the days when his aunt Petunia would knock on the door of his cupboard, demanding he woke up. Next to him his girlfriend Hermione Granger stirred in her sleep and then woke up, "Harry, what is it?" She groaned blinking as the light of the morning hurt her still bleary eyes. Harry rolled over kissing her on the cheek, "It's just an owl, you stay there, I'll get it." Rolling out of bed Harry opened the window, the owl that flew in and perched next to Hedwig was unknown to him, but shrugging he took the letter off its leg and gave it some Owleo's, the latest in designer owl food, unbelievably created by Fred and George who had gone into creating pet food as well as the best pranks and tricks.
Opening the letter he scanned it's contents before shaking his head and reading it again,
Dear Harry Potter,
I am sorry to inform you that on the night of the 26th of January your aunt, uncle and cousin were mrdered in cold blood by an unknown assailant. Please rest assured that we are doing all we can to find the assailant.
Yours sincerely,
Neville Longbottom
Chief of Police, Muggle attacks department
"Harry, Harry, what is it? Whats wrong?" Looking up Harry saw Hermione was looking at him, concern written over her face, "its, well, its the Dursleys, they were, they were murdered, last night, by an unknown assailant." He stopped when Hermione wrapped her arms around him pulling him into a hug, "Harry, I'm so, so, sorry, I know you never liked them but, I just wish it was anybody but them." Harry nodded, but then looked up with a slight smile, "I know, I should but I can't feel upset, I hated them all of my life, they hated me, but I just know I should feel upset, I can't though, I just can't." Hermione nodded, "Harry, if you don't want to feel upset then don't, the only good thing that ever came attached to your aunt was your mother, and thats it, go to the funeral then get on with your life." Harry nodded, "Thanks Hermi, I don't know what I would do without you."
"Well, you wouldn't have sex, or write letters or get decent cooking, I basically think I am your carer sometimes." Harry laughed, "How many carers will have sex with me?"
"None, thats why you need me." Laughing again Harry kissed Hermione on the mouth, "I love you, you know that don't you?"
"Yeah, and I love you more."
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The light from the open fire lit the small study up, giving it a warm glow, sitting in a deep plush chair Draco Malfoy stretched his legs out and rang a bell by his chair, moments later a girl of about fourteen opened the door and walked in curtsying and then standing to his right. He looked at her uniform approvingly, she wore simple robes of a chocolatey brown colour and her makeup was light, her long brown hair was piled on top of her head and a few strands fell in front of her face. "How is the uniform Mariana?" Mariana smiled and looked up to look him in the eye, "It's wonderfull Mr Malfoy, I can't thank you enough for giving me this job." Smiling Draco said, "No thanks necesary, please ask cook to make me a roast beef sandwich, and no crusts, I hate crusts." With another curtsey Mariana dissapeared, since he had gotten his own house after Hogwarts Draco had decided against using House Elves, he found that hiring squibs was easier and he didn't face the anger of Hermione Granger who was the founder of the Protection Of Magical Creatures League, or P.M.C.L.
Ten minutes later Mariana returned a scared expression on her face, "Mr Malfoy sir, theres a lot of men from the Ministry here to see you." Draco nodded, he was confused, wondering why they felt the need to visit him, since leaving Hogwarts and escaping from his fathers clutches he had made sure he didn't do anything illegal, but he also made sure he stayed out of the publics eye.
"Let them in," he ordered standing by the fire, he waited for them to come in, five men walked in, they were wearing the dark blue Police Ministry uniforms. in front of them a tall young man with dull brown hair held out his hand and Draco shook it wearily, "I think I should recognise you, but I just don't remember your name." The man laughed and said, "Malfoy, I wouldn't expect you to remember me, but I remember you, I'm Police Chief Neville Longbottom." Draco felt his jaw drop, "Neville, you, look so different, I never expected you to join the police." Neville shook his head impatiently, "Yeah well, you and your goons were to busy kicking the living shit out of me to notice what I could do, I suppose though it surprised everyone when they found out I was good at catching criminals. Which brings me to the reason I'm here. A week ago a muggle family by the name of Dursley was murdered, the assailant AK'd them, then emptied a round of bullets into each of them." Frowning Draco raised a silvery blonde eyebrow at Neville, "What has it got to do with me?" Stepping forwards Neville pulled out a pair of muggle handcuffs, "Draco Malfoy you are under arrest for the murder of Vernon, Petunia and Dudley Dursley, you have the right to remain silent, anything you wish to say will be written down and used in a court of law." Slapping the handcuffs on Draco's wrist he watched Draco waiting for him to say something, opening his mouth Draco frowned, "Neville, I'm innocent, I didn't do it."
"Malfoy, witnesses saw a man fitting your description outside the Dursley residence arounf the time of their murder." Shoving Draco forwards Neville walked him to the door, "I'm innocent, I didn't do it, you have to believe me! I'M INNOCENT!!" Draco screamed, as a Ministry official knocked him unconcious with his wand.
A/N Okay, this is the first chapter of my new story, I just love Draco/Ginny fics so I thought I would write one. I also know that people hate it when they are asked to write reviews, but I would appreciate some reviews, but no flamers, i don't like flamers, they are just mean.
Disclaimer: This all belongs to JK Rowling. Nothing is mine, so don't sue, cos I'm broke.
A Draco/Ginny fic, set a few years after Hogwarts, Draco is arrested for the murder of a muggle family, the Dursleys to be precise, not that Harry is bothered, Draco knows he is innocent, and he needs the best wizard defence attorney around, well who else but Virginia Weasley.
In a medium sized house on Privet Drive, a family say and watched TV, the mother was a thin horse faced woman who went by the name Petunia Dursley, her husband Vernon Dursley was a large man with a large red face, he was sat next to a large man whose layers of fat were only just hidden by his plain shirt and trousers, his name was Dudley Dursley. "I saw the woman next door using bleach on her dainties, well, I just cannot believe the shortcuts people will take, I have never used bleach, I use elbow grease, thats why my whites are white!" Vernon nodded and chuckled to himself, "Best wife and Mother in the area, and all because you work hard, with no shortcuts." Dudley smiled at his mother, "your the best Mum, can I have some ice cream?" Petunia nodded and went into the kitchen, returning a few minutes later with a large bowl of ice cream, sauce and sprinkles covered it so it looked like a small multi coloured mountain. "I saw Potter this morning, he was walking in broad daylight wearing a cloak, freaks like him should be shot, its a crime against nature!" Petunia nodded and then changed the subject, she hated talking about her sisters son, her nephew, as a baby he had been orphaned and Petunia and Vernon being his only family had been forced to look after him, they always turned a blind eye when Dudley had punched him. "It's good natured fighting, thats all it is!" Dudleys Aunt Marge would boom, then she would laugh and slip him a twenty pound note.
Outside the Dursley residence a tall man with light blonde hair stood and listened, with a sneer on his face he waited patiently, his wand in his right hand, in his left a muggle shot gun, he wore black leather gloves, and a long black cloak. "Stupid muggles like them should be killed before they harm themselves, its for their own good." Taking aim at the window he blasted it away using his wand, he laughed at the frightened looks on their faces, "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU FREAK!!" Vernon roared, laughing he pointed his wand at Dudley, "Stupid muggle, now why did you have to say that? Well, it doesn't matter, because before you die, you'll watch your family die in agony." Once again he laughed a cold hard laugh, that filled Vernon Dursleys heart with fear, he then watched as the stranger used the Cruacius curse on Dudley, making Dudley scream in pain, finally the man said calmly, "Avada Kadavra," Vernon saw a green light and his son slumped to the floor, on his face a look of horror, five minutes later Petunia joined her son, on her face the same look of horror. "I could torture you, make you wish you were dead, make you scream for death, but I won't, you've had to watch your family die, your own flesh and blood in agony, Avada kadavra." The man smiled as Vernon fell to the floor, finally he took aim at each of his victims, putting a round of bullets in them, putting the gun in his inside pocket he apparated out of the house, the police arrived a few minutes later, a few minutes after that Ministry of Magic officials arrived, wiping the memorys of each policeman and sending them away.
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A tapping noise was the first thing that woke Harry Potter up, it took him back to the days when his aunt Petunia would knock on the door of his cupboard, demanding he woke up. Next to him his girlfriend Hermione Granger stirred in her sleep and then woke up, "Harry, what is it?" She groaned blinking as the light of the morning hurt her still bleary eyes. Harry rolled over kissing her on the cheek, "It's just an owl, you stay there, I'll get it." Rolling out of bed Harry opened the window, the owl that flew in and perched next to Hedwig was unknown to him, but shrugging he took the letter off its leg and gave it some Owleo's, the latest in designer owl food, unbelievably created by Fred and George who had gone into creating pet food as well as the best pranks and tricks.
Opening the letter he scanned it's contents before shaking his head and reading it again,
Dear Harry Potter,
I am sorry to inform you that on the night of the 26th of January your aunt, uncle and cousin were mrdered in cold blood by an unknown assailant. Please rest assured that we are doing all we can to find the assailant.
Yours sincerely,
Neville Longbottom
Chief of Police, Muggle attacks department
"Harry, Harry, what is it? Whats wrong?" Looking up Harry saw Hermione was looking at him, concern written over her face, "its, well, its the Dursleys, they were, they were murdered, last night, by an unknown assailant." He stopped when Hermione wrapped her arms around him pulling him into a hug, "Harry, I'm so, so, sorry, I know you never liked them but, I just wish it was anybody but them." Harry nodded, but then looked up with a slight smile, "I know, I should but I can't feel upset, I hated them all of my life, they hated me, but I just know I should feel upset, I can't though, I just can't." Hermione nodded, "Harry, if you don't want to feel upset then don't, the only good thing that ever came attached to your aunt was your mother, and thats it, go to the funeral then get on with your life." Harry nodded, "Thanks Hermi, I don't know what I would do without you."
"Well, you wouldn't have sex, or write letters or get decent cooking, I basically think I am your carer sometimes." Harry laughed, "How many carers will have sex with me?"
"None, thats why you need me." Laughing again Harry kissed Hermione on the mouth, "I love you, you know that don't you?"
"Yeah, and I love you more."
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The light from the open fire lit the small study up, giving it a warm glow, sitting in a deep plush chair Draco Malfoy stretched his legs out and rang a bell by his chair, moments later a girl of about fourteen opened the door and walked in curtsying and then standing to his right. He looked at her uniform approvingly, she wore simple robes of a chocolatey brown colour and her makeup was light, her long brown hair was piled on top of her head and a few strands fell in front of her face. "How is the uniform Mariana?" Mariana smiled and looked up to look him in the eye, "It's wonderfull Mr Malfoy, I can't thank you enough for giving me this job." Smiling Draco said, "No thanks necesary, please ask cook to make me a roast beef sandwich, and no crusts, I hate crusts." With another curtsey Mariana dissapeared, since he had gotten his own house after Hogwarts Draco had decided against using House Elves, he found that hiring squibs was easier and he didn't face the anger of Hermione Granger who was the founder of the Protection Of Magical Creatures League, or P.M.C.L.
Ten minutes later Mariana returned a scared expression on her face, "Mr Malfoy sir, theres a lot of men from the Ministry here to see you." Draco nodded, he was confused, wondering why they felt the need to visit him, since leaving Hogwarts and escaping from his fathers clutches he had made sure he didn't do anything illegal, but he also made sure he stayed out of the publics eye.
"Let them in," he ordered standing by the fire, he waited for them to come in, five men walked in, they were wearing the dark blue Police Ministry uniforms. in front of them a tall young man with dull brown hair held out his hand and Draco shook it wearily, "I think I should recognise you, but I just don't remember your name." The man laughed and said, "Malfoy, I wouldn't expect you to remember me, but I remember you, I'm Police Chief Neville Longbottom." Draco felt his jaw drop, "Neville, you, look so different, I never expected you to join the police." Neville shook his head impatiently, "Yeah well, you and your goons were to busy kicking the living shit out of me to notice what I could do, I suppose though it surprised everyone when they found out I was good at catching criminals. Which brings me to the reason I'm here. A week ago a muggle family by the name of Dursley was murdered, the assailant AK'd them, then emptied a round of bullets into each of them." Frowning Draco raised a silvery blonde eyebrow at Neville, "What has it got to do with me?" Stepping forwards Neville pulled out a pair of muggle handcuffs, "Draco Malfoy you are under arrest for the murder of Vernon, Petunia and Dudley Dursley, you have the right to remain silent, anything you wish to say will be written down and used in a court of law." Slapping the handcuffs on Draco's wrist he watched Draco waiting for him to say something, opening his mouth Draco frowned, "Neville, I'm innocent, I didn't do it."
"Malfoy, witnesses saw a man fitting your description outside the Dursley residence arounf the time of their murder." Shoving Draco forwards Neville walked him to the door, "I'm innocent, I didn't do it, you have to believe me! I'M INNOCENT!!" Draco screamed, as a Ministry official knocked him unconcious with his wand.
A/N Okay, this is the first chapter of my new story, I just love Draco/Ginny fics so I thought I would write one. I also know that people hate it when they are asked to write reviews, but I would appreciate some reviews, but no flamers, i don't like flamers, they are just mean.