Nothing That Can Be Done

Authors Note: This fic will have chapters written in a bunch of different people's perspectives but the main two characters are Harry and Draco.

Disclaimer: I'm not J.K Rowling no matter how hard I wish. So I don't own any of the characters or the world .The plot is mine though.

Harrys POV

I was somewhat surprised to be woken up to the very persistent tapping of a tawny owl on the window of my bedroom at Grimmauld Place. Most people don't know the location of my godfather's home so we don't get many owls.

The owl dropped the note on the floor and flew off. My first thought was why would anyone be owling me in the middle of the night? Then I remembered that I had fallen asleep at five because Ron, Hermione and I stayed up all last night sitting in on a meeting of the Order of the Phoenix. Just this week we had become official members though we were still not allowed on any actual missions

I think my heart missed a beat when I read the messy writing scrawled on the note. The nine words were scrawled messily on a piece of crumpled parchment, smeared at the end as if writer had been in a great hurry, the worlds were barely legible. The meaning made up for it though. I've been discovered. Raid changed to 12:00pm Sunday. DM Those words turned my blood to ice.

The owl took off knowing it was no longer needed. I quickly unfroze from the spot I was standing in and started making my way down stairs. All I could think of was warning the Order. It was seven o'clock now that only left us six hours to prepare. If we weren't ready there would be no way we could stop the Death Eaters from killing everyone in the small wizard village they were planning to raid.

I later found out from Lupin that the note came just in time. The Order got there just as the
Death Eaters were arriving. We managed to head them off and apprehend four outer ring Death Eaters. No innocent lives were taken.

Only later did the first part of the note sink in. They had Malfoy. Sure I didn't like him; he was a right bloody git to me Ron and Hermione. However that doesn't mean I wanted to see him dead. He was a spy for the Order, and lately he hadn't been so bad.

When I told the members of the Order their reaction was panic. They worried that under torture Malfoy would give up information about the location of Headquarters. He didn't know that much information for this reason. It also helped that he hardly talked to anyone but Snape and Dumbledore. Unfortunately he did have the location of headquarters and the names of some of the members.

Only after examination of the note did we realize that the ink was a couple of days old. If Malfoy had given up any information the Death Eaters would have attacked by now. He hadn't sold us out. Maybe that brat did have some bravery or loyalty in him some where after all.

Malfoy had been gone for a good six days and no one had noticed. This made me a little guilty. In our defense he was gone spying quite a bit and when he's here he keeps to himself, mostly because he knows that not many people like him. I can't say I feel bad about that, it was his own fault at school he was an ass and I'm not yet ready to forgive him. He only really talks to Snape or reports to Dumbledore any more. Most of the time he stays in the small dusty bed room at the end of the hall. Away from the rest of us.

Molly Weasley brought Malfoy up at the Order meeting. She wanted to know when we planned to rescue him and when it was going to take place. The answer shocked me.

Mad-Eye Moody delivered the news in his gruff voice "Molly, there's not going to be a rescue. The risk of infiltrating Malfoy manor is too great. Not to mention the amount of people it would take. It would be almost impossible with the Dark Lord there and right now we can't afford the loss. The odds are the boys dead any way six days doesn't seem like much but You Know Who doesn't like traitors."

At that moment he looked old and tired. He knew the Voldemort would not be merciful toward Malfoy and would rather not have condemned a seventeen year old to torture than death.

Mrs. Weasley looked around the table at the solemn faces before exclaiming "surely you're not suggesting that we leave the poor boy! God only knows what they'll do to him. There must be something we can do? Can't we send Severus in to sneak him out?"

Moody replied tiredly, "Malfoy knew what he was getting into when he took the job and we can't afford to have any suspicion put on Snape. He –Who- Must -Not -Be -Named is going to be extra watch full now that a spy has been discovered. Rescuing Malfoy would be jeopardizing Snapes cover."

At that moment Snape who had been sitting quietly stood up. I had forgotten that Malfoy was his godson. He glared around the room if looks could kill there wouldn't be an Order of the Phoenix. "So we are just going to let him die then. You realize that makes us just as low the Death Eaters" His voice was cold and hard.

He just looked around sadly and shook his head. Snape was about to say more when Dumbledore stood up his eyes had lost their twinkle and he looked older than ever. "No one is sorrier than I at how the events have played out Severus. I assure you if an opportunity presents itself we shall do everything in our power to get Mr. Malfoy to safety. Until then I suggest everyone get some sleep; it's going to be a long day tomorrow." As he finished the words Snape stalked out. The rest of us just sat there and stared sadly at each other.

That's how in the kitchen at Grimmauld Place we gave Draco Malfoy up to the dark side. By choosing not to rescue him we signed his death warrant. He did a lot for us; he turned his back on his family and friends. He put up with the tortures of being a Death Eater, and a slave to a monster. Now we're leaving him to die. It makes me and everyone else sick but there's nothing that can be done.

Authors Note: What did you think? Is it too good to be true and you just have to read the next chapter? Or so bad I should take it off the website and not even think of posting chapter two? This is my first long fic. My second fic total. So I need some input. I also need a suggestion on who Draco's going to fall for. I don't think this is going to be a slash story (not because I'm homophobic gay people are fine) mostly because there's a lot of those. So review and tell me what you think and your opinions!

New Note: Sorry I had to repost this story I changed all the spelling errors tell me if you see any more.