Yeah, I know, I'm horrible. Another story! This was written a little while ago . . . I think sometime last year, so excuse any grammar mistakes are all around lameness. I believe that I have gotten somewhat more skilled in the art of story telling since writing this . . . but I still want to post it. I know Draco is OOC, but hey, I can dream, right?
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Draco Malfoy lay on his bed staring at the ceiling. He was currently having an internal battle with himself - he wasn't sure if he was losing or not.
'I don't want to become a death eater," he thought to himself.
A stronger and more confident voice in the back of his head spoke up, 'You really don't have a choice in the matter, your father is one, so is your mother and the rest of your family.'
'But all those people being killed everyday by them, defenseless muggles, I don't want to kill people,' augured Draco back, he was doing this a lot lately. It was all because he was becoming - no unwillingly becoming - a death eater tonight.
'So what! They are not our kind, they aren't worthy to walk this earth with us. Same goes for the half bloods and mudbloods,' the voice said again. 'And there is no getting out of this now, the Dark Lord himself is coming to the ceremony tonight. If he or your father finds out that you don't want to be a death eater - in other words, turning blood traitor - then they will kill you. Son or not.'
'I know! I know!' cried Draco to the voice. 'But it doesn't seem right, not anymore. How can I get out of this, and get rid of my father and the Dark Lord because they will never take this news sitting down. They will hunt me down and kill me if I just leave.'
An idea struck Draco so hard that he sat up in his bed. 'That's it!' Draco jumped up and ran to his closet, he quickly got dressed and walked downstairs. He walked into his father's study, he was sitting at his desk reading a large book. Draco cleared his throat and said, "Father, I'm going to go to Diagon alley for a while, just to pass the time."
"Fine, fine - just be back by five or you will be punished, you know how important tonight is Draco," said his father.
"Yes father, I know," and Draco walked into another room and to the fire place, he got a handful of floo powder and stepped inside the flames. "Ministry of Magic!" he said clearly - but not too loud so his father could hear. The large green flames consumed him and he was sucked into a tube.
When he came out he was in a farley large room, it had a fountain in the center with a house elf, wizard and others. Draco looked around, who in the world was he going to talk to? It was at that moment that Arthur Weasley walked by Draco.
"Mr. Weasley!" shouted Draco before he even thought about it, but it was too late, he had turned around and saw him.
"Draco Malfoy?" asked Mr. Weasley confused. "What are you doing here?"
"I-I need to talk to someone, maybe you could help," said Draco, he was aware that he was stuttering a bit.
Mr. Weasley must have heard it as well because he suddenly looked very concerned. "Yes, please follow me." Draco followed Mr. Weasley to his office and sat down across from him. "Now, what is it that you need to say?"
Draco took a deep breath, "My father, mother and whole family pretty much are death eaters," Mr. Weasley looked very confused, but interested. "I know that everyone knows that, but no one could prove it and here is your proof."
Mr. Weasley was silent for a moment then he spoke, "Draco, why are you telling me this?"
"Well, they want me to be one as well and I don't want that," admitted Draco. "I know your son probably tells you all the time how horrible I am, how much they probably think I want to be a death eater or am one, but I don't. It's expected of my family." Draco paused, then thought of something else. "You see, my initiation is tonight and the Dark Lord himself is going to be there, along with many other dangerous death eaters. I was thinking that maybe you could catch him if you sent a lot of aurors, and if not him then at least a few death eaters."
Mr. Weasley seemed partly speechless. "Why Draco, this is wonderful news. It could really help us, I'll have to contact Dumbledore, then from there all our best aurors." Then he turned to Draco and looked him in straight in the eyes. "Where will you go after this, if we do catch your father and mother, where will you live?"
Draco shrugged, "I don't know, like I said, most of my family are death eaters so they won't want anything to do with me - beside killing me."
Mr. Weasley nodded, "I'm sure the Ministry will find some place for you, you'd only need a place for this next month then you can go to Hogwarts. If we can't find a place I'm sure Dumbledore would let you stay a Hogwarts for the rest of the summer."
Draco nodded, Hogwarts would probably be one of the safest place to be. Dumbledore is the only one the Dark Lord ever feared.
After filling Mr. Weasley in on some details about the initiation Draco stood up to leave, "I better be going, so they don't suspect anything."
"We will see you tonight Draco, try to get out of the way when the aurors come, we don't want you getting hurt," said Mr. Weasley leading him back to the fire place.
Draco nodded. He then grabbed more floo powder, stepped inside the fire place and shouted, "Malfoy Manor!"
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The initiation passed by in a blur, the Dark Lord was about to place the Dark Mark on Draco's arm when the aurors came busting into the room. Draco quickly ran to the corner of the room and out of the way of the spells being fired.
His mother and father were one of the first death eaters stunned, then a few others fell. The Dark Lord, however, got away. In all they caught seven death eaters, two of them his parents.
Draco walked over to them after they had been tied up and awakened. He leaned down so that they were eye level, "I'm sorry," he whispered to them.
After his father realized that he had betrayed them he started muttering curses under his breath, "You! My own son, you are no longer! Blood traitor! Get out of my sight!" he exclaimed.
Draco turned to his mother, she gave him a sad nod. She had never wanted to become a death eater either, but after marrying his father she didn't have a choice. She didn't want that life for him, for her only son. She just wasn't strong enough to stand up to him.
Draco stood up and took one last look at his parents, then he felt a hand on his shoulder, he turned and looked into the face of Mr. Weasley.
"Come, we have to go. First pack some things," he said quietly. Draco nodded and went up to his room, he pack as much as he could. Mr. Weasley shrunk a lot of his things and said it would lift the moment a wand touched the - no magic needed.
Mr. Weasley brought Draco to a Ministry car, Draco put his things in the back then sat in the front seat. Mr. Weasley started to explained where they were going.
"Dumbledore thinks it would be best for you to stay with a muggle family, there will be a muggle born in the house of course, in this case someone from Hogwarts," explained Mr. Weasley. "I know you coming from a pureblood family will have to get used to a few things and the family will help as much as possible. My wife and I would offer to take you in, but as you know we have our hands full as it is." Draco nodded, and looked out the window. "Let's face it, we both come from different worlds."
"Yeah, your family actually cares for each other's safety," snorted Draco, Mr. Weasley didn't reply to that.
"Here we are," he said pulling into a drive way.
Draco got out and grabbed all his things, then walked to the front door. Mr. Weasley knocked on the door, a moment later a man and a woman opened it, both were in their pajamas.
"Well duh, it has to be at least ten at night right now," scolded Draco in his head.
"Hello Arthur!" said the man shaking his hand.
"Hello Allen, it's nice to see you again," said Mr. Weasley. "This is Draco Malfoy,"
"Hello," said Draco quickly.
"Hello dear, you must be tired. I'll show you your room," said the woman.
Draco picked up his things and followed her up the stairs. She mentioned to a closed door, "That's our daughter's room, she's asleep now and you will meet in the morning." She walked down the hall. "And this is your room, I hope you can get a good night's sleep. From what Arthur says you sure do deserve it."
Draco nodded and the woman shut the door, Draco quickly got undressed and fell into the bed. For once he fell asleep not worrying about his father, the Dark Lord or death eaters.
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