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Chapter 1: The Encounter

Prologue: Harry Potter is an up and coming lawyer in North Carolina. He is the only child of the now deceased Lily and James Potter. When he was just more than a year old, His parents were killed in a freak car accident. Sirius Black, Harry's godfather, sued Voldemort motors for their new smart car prototype that the Potters were actually taking for a test drive. Because of the company's money and esteem, Voldemort motors had been acquitted and cleared of all charges. Sirius was enraged at the outcome of the case but had vowed to devote his life to raising the young Harry. Now 28 years old, Harry Potter has chosen to become a public defender. The disgust that he harbored for people and companies like Voldemort motors helped Harry to get through college and law school. With the money his parents had left him, Harry could've afforded to retire by the age of thirty, but he didn't. He now defends people who are without, those who aren't as well off. Harry thought that he had everything he could ever hope for, a good job, a gracious and loving godfather, and an eccentric secretary who was also his good friend. But he found himself wanting more; a family.

Harry Potter sat quietly in his office waiting for his next client to enter the office. At 28 years old, Harry was a tall and lean man. Topping of at 5'11 Harry took pride in his personal fitness and health. He made sure to workout at least 3 times a week. He had jet black hair that always stood up in the back no matter how much he combed it. His gaze was extremely piercing thanks to a pair of green eyes from his mother that people saw more often now since he started wearing contacts except outside the courtroom. He body was well conditioned as was his life.

Harry got up and decided to organize some of his shelves in the mean time. On the shelves were framed photos from his fraternity, his high school soccer team and him in a cap and gown grinning with his godfather on his left and his favorite uncle Lupin on his right and his law school graduation. At the very end of his shelf was a picture of his parents hold a baby Harry at the beach. Rather than move the frames around, he left them as they were because he knew that he didn't get up to change them, just to admire all he'd accomplished.

"Mr. Potter your next client is here" said Hermione Granger, Harry's paralegal and dear friend.

"Please send her in Hermione, Thanks" Harry Buzzed back.

In walked a beautiful young woman with blazing red hair and beautiful brown eyes. She was about 5 '' 7' and shapely. A tiny waist and graspable chest. She was dressed to the tea in an expensive looking cream pants suit. She was breath taking. But what really got Harry's attention were her eyes. Even though she was smiling warmly, it never quite reached her eyes which gave her smile the affect of being hollow.

"Good Afternoon" Harry greeted as he rose from behind his desk with his hand outstretched. "I'm Harry Potter. Pleased to meet you".

"Hello Mr. Potter. "My name Ginny Malfoy" not for much longer she prayed. Harry immediately recognized the name and had worked out that she must be in relation with THE Malfoy's, probably the richest family in the state.

"Please have a seat Ms. Malfoy" said Harry.

"Thank you and please call me Ginny".

"Okay Ginny. So what can I do for you today?"

"I want to get a divorce from my husband."

"Alright, on what grounds?" asked Harry as he was taking out his notepad preparing to take notes.

"On the grounds of blackmail, cruelty, and….." Hesitated Ginny, a very un-ginny-like thing to do. But under Harry's gaze she was slightly embarrassed, another first.

"Is there something else? Questioned Harry

At the same moment, Traci began to tremble. Harry rushed from his desk to her chair in fear of her having a seizure or an asthma attack, or something that makes you shake. He was relieved but still worried when he heard her sobbing. He got the handkerchief from his pocket and gave it to her. He received a muffled "Thank you". "You're welcome" said Harry. "Whenever you feel up to it you can continue". He wondered what could make such a beautiful face have so much pain. A few moments later Ginny had regained her composure.

"I'm sorry, I'm ready" said Ginny. "My husband…my husband abuses me"

"Abuse as in assault" questioned Harry. Ginny shook her head. "Then….."

"My Husband….he…he sexually abuses me" whispered Ginny.

Those whispered words were enough to enrage Harry. What kind of man, if he was one at all, would harm a woman, especially their wife? And even worse what man would harm a woman sexually. Harry knew that this man must be some lowlife piece of shit.

"Mrs. Malfoy for how long have you been married and how long has the abuse been going on?" asked Harry.

"We've been married for five years"

"And the abuse?"

"……The same" said Ginny

"Ginny you also said on the grounds of blackmail and cruelty. Do you mind if I asked what they were?" asked Harry as he scribbled madly across his notepad.

"Well the cruelty, aside from the obvious was also in what he said to me. He deliberately put me down and made up reasons to abuse me." Said the once again angered Ginny

"Now the blackmail, what was that about?" asked Harry

"I was blackmailed into marrying him".

"What was the blackmail?"

"Umm……"

"Ginny… I need you to be completely honest with me if you want your husband to pay for the last five years of your life. Now I'll ask you again what was the blackmail?".

Under Harry's penetrating gaze, Ginny felt the tears coming again and didn't know why they wouldn't stop. Then she began to wonder where all these tears were coming from. Was it because it was the first time she had openly cried in years or was it because was someone was asking her all the right questions? Whatever the reason, Traci was happy. She had been observing Harry Potter through court TV and on the internet for some time now. She chose him because of his passion in the courtroom and his compassion for his clients. After seeing Harry win a third case, Ginny was convinced that he would be the one to help her. She also remembered that most times he was a court appointed lawyer or his clients looked like they didn't have much money, something that she had in common. He didn't forget the little people and for that she at least owed him the truth.

"Myself and my family were being blackmailed. My family wasn't doing too well in Britain. We were struggling and barley making ends meet with a household of nine people. My parents wanted to come to America in the hopes of giving us something better but they couldn't afford the trip let alone the legal documentation required. I don't know the exact details, but something happened between my father and some lowlifes who decided to threaten our lives. My father didn't take it seriously until I was one day almost kidnapped. With that we knew that we had to get out of Britain fast. I have an older brother Charlie who works with exotic animals from around the world. You see because of his job Charlie has access to travel all over the world. He had gotten us onto a cargo plane within two weeks of my attempted kidnapping. We entered the country illegally. We have been in the process of obtaining green cards for about six years but something always hold us back."

"I don't see where the blackmail part of the story fits in here, Mrs. Malfoy?"

"Well one night in the downtown area, I had witnessed an accident occur and had pulled a man from a burning wreckage. I had gotten hurt myself so when the ambulance arrived and I tried to flee, I was forcefully taken to the hospital and cleaned up. It was not to long after the doctors finished cleaning my hands that I found out the man I rescued was the son of Councilman Lucius Malfoy. The councilman wanted to find out who I was and wanted to thank me. Before he got the chance I fled home and told my family about all that had happened. Everyone was convinced that I was safe and wouldn't be found because I had no I.D. or personal belongings with me at the time of the accident. I was sadly mistaken.

To this day I don't know how they found me but will find out some day. The councilman ran a background check on me and my family and found out that our records were illegitimate. Because he was councilman he felt a duty to his people to send away with any illegal aliens. When I was confronted, I pleaded with him to leave my family and just take me. He came up with the idea of me marrying his son, the young man from the car wreckage. I agreed before I had even met the man.

When I did he was everything I could've dreamed of. Tall with piercing blue eyes and neat blond hair, Draco was the all American dream. We dated prematurely to get the media involved. It was very big in the press. I was portrayed as the girl who rescued her prince charming. Less than three months following the car crash we were married in a quiet but lavished wedding. Our wedding night was when it all started. That was the night that I truly met Draco Malfoy."

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