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TWO YEARS LATERIt was six thirty in on a cool Friday morning and it was time for Ginny Weasley to get up. Her body was curled into a lump underneath her soft and warm comforters. She looked dead to the world. She had only gotten home from St. Mungos six hours ago and had fallen asleep immediately. It was getting incredibly busy around this period of time because there had been an increase in death eater activity. There weren't many of them left after the battle but there were still a substantial number of them to cause trouble. The auror department was working around the clock to try and stop the death eaters but they always seemed to be going around in circles. It was six forty and it really was time for Ginny to get up. BEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEP!! BEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEP!! Rang her muggle alarm clock. She let out a muffled groan and slammed her hand down on her alarm clock. It was one of the few muggle devices that she owned and it had helped her a great deal. It really was useful considering that she would often be knocked out from her exhausting shifts at St. Mungos that if she didn't hear the alarm clock she would have slept on and missed her shift. She reluctantly removed the warm comforters that engulfed her bed and sat up looking around groggily. She then sluggishly padded to her bathroom and had a long refreshing hot shower.
Today was a special day for her. It was the day when Harry Potter would come back from his training overseas. Originally Harry was supposed to have been back a year ago from Scotland but he had been transferred from Scotland and had been sent to Wales for a while to work with the Ministry branch there. Still everyone hardly saw him because he was always so busy working. The only time that Ginny had seen him was on during birthdays and Christmas. The last time she had seen him had been her birthday about three months ago. He had shown up and surprised her after telling her that he wouldn't be able to make it. He had looked so different. His skin had tanned a little and he had seemed taller than before. His shoulders had broadened and the physical aspects of being an auror seemed to do him some good, and adding some muscle to his previously thin body. Unfortunately nothing had changed between them. They were still friends and Harry had even asked her to move on and date other people because he didn't know how long it would take for him to be ready for her. She had agreed although it pained her. She had been on a few dates here and there but so far nothing serious. She was still hung up on Harry and besides; she didn't have the time to date with such a demanding job. She was excited and looking forward to seeing him again despite what had happened between them. After all they were still friends.
She stepped out of the shower and dried her hair after putting on her work Robes. She surveyed herself in the mirror and scowled at her reflection. The effects of stress were clearly shown on her face. Her eyes looked dull and they were tinged gray from the lack of sleep. Her normally creamy ivory complexion was now pale and she looked tired and worn out. She applied some light make up and went to the kitchen. There were dishes in the sink that had been collected for two days and her flat was in a mess. She sighed to herself. When she bought her two- bedroom room flat in the central Diagon Alley, she had promised herself that she would always keep it clean and tidy but from the looks of it they were just empty promises. With a wave of her wand and a handy cleaning spell she cleaned her dishes and levitated them into the cupboard. She set about making herself a quick breakfast of toast and orange juice and then apprated to the appration point outside St. Mungos. She walked in feeling slightly happier than the other days she had walked into the hospital, probably at the thought of seeing Harry later that night. She made her way up to the 5th floor where she worked. She was one of the healers who were in charge of coordinating the hexes and jinxes department.
She visited all her personal patients and was about to go and talk to her supervisor about a patient who had a bad conjunctivitis jinx put on him when she was called away to perform a healing on a patient with internal injuries.
Overall the day had been very exhausting. After lunch it was back to work and she had to perform two complex healing operations. Then at about six thirty she finished her shift and apprated to the Burrow for Harry's welcome home dinner. She apprated outside the front door to the Burrow and checked herself. She smoothed out her attire, a hipster black jeans, a blue blouse with puffy sleeves and a pair of her best high-heeled shoes. (She had changed out of her work robes). She had applied some eye make up, blush and lip-gloss. When she was satisfied with her appearance she rang the doorbell. She heard some shuffling sounds and a few seconds later the door opened to reveal Harry, standing there with a smile on his face in all his shining glory. Her breath caught in her throat as she took in his appearance. If she thought he looked good three months ago, it was nothing compared to how he looked now.
"Ginny" He greeted her happily and drew her into a hug. She almost melted into a pile of mush.
After her saying hello to Harry she was ushered into the house where her whole family was already mingling about talking to each other. She was conscious of Harry's hand on her lower back steering her into the lounge and it sent shivers up and down her spine. Ron was the first to get up and hug his sister followed by Hermione. Then came the barrage of Weasleys.
Her mother hugged her warmly then looked at her up and down "you're getting too thin" her mother said poking her stomach "and you look tired".
Ginny rolled her eyes her mother said this every time she saw Ginny, which was at least once in two weeks. But lately even Ginny had to agree with her mother. Her work was stressing her out and she hardly had time to eat.
"Isn't that right boys" her mother asked around at her brothers.
They all nodded their heads "yeah Gin you look stressed" Bill put in observantly.
"Well" Hermione put in "that's what you get for being one of the top healers in St. Mungos". This time everyone nodded agreeing. "Oh Ginny, Ron and I have something to tell you, you too Harry come along. We've already told the rest of the Weasleys but you and Ginny have to hear this together."
Hermione said and Ron looked puzzled for a minute then said "OH!" Ginny looked at her brother and his girlfriend suspiciously as they led her and to the couch in front of the fire.
When the three of them had sat down on the couch Hermione looked bursting to say it so she went ahead and blurted it out. "Ron and I are getting married".
Harry and Ginny looked dumbly at them for a moment, registering what Hermione had just said then Ginny let out a scream and jumped on Ron and Hermione hugging them both. When Harry had come to the realization he too hugged Hermione and Ron and clapped him hard on the back.
"But" Ron said to Harry and Ginny and the two of them stopped their cheering, "We want you to be best man, Harry and Ginny the maid of Honor".
This produced more cheering and excitement "when's the wedding?" Harry asked suddenly.
"In about 2 months and we've already gotten everything ready except picking out the bridesmaid dresses" Hermione gushed.
"That's my Hermione" Ron said proudly "she wanted to make sure everything was prepared before we told anyone". Then they were cut short when Mrs. Weasley announced that dinner was ready.
Dinner was a pleasant affair for Ginny; it meant the good company of her family and her mother's delicious cooking. The only thing was she had hardly been able to talk to Harry. He was however, sitting across the table from her and glancing at her through sparkling green eyes. Even while eating he didn't seem to be taking his eyes off her. She blushed through a mouthful of roast potatoes. When dinner was finished, she took all the dishes to the kitchen and began to clean them using her wand and levitating them into the cupboard.
She heard the kitchen door open and thinking it was Hermione she said "Herm you can put the dishes on the table I will do them".
"It's ok Gin I'll help". The dish she was levitating crashed as she spun around and faced Harry.
"What was that?" Molly yelled from the lounge.
"Nothing Mrs. Weasley I dropped a dish but it's ok it's fixed".
Without taking his eyes off Ginny he waved his wand and the dish that had shattered repaired itself and flew back into the cupboard.
"S-so Harry how have you been" she asked nervously noticing how dangerously close they were.
"Good Ginny I'm actually moving into a flat that Ron and Hermione found for me in Central Diagon Alley how have you been doing?" he asked and she replied "f-fine". She quickly turned around and tried to busy herself with the dishes.
"I missed you Gin" he said softly and she swallowed nervously.
She could feel him directly behind her, his hot breath on her neck. She quickly cleaned all the dishes with the waves of her wand and then turned around and walked to the table to get the remaining dishes. She wanted to occupy herself with something. Anything. Anything to get her mind of him, her brain kept wandering off thinking such raunchy thoughts about her and Harry that she just couldn't handle at the moment. Not when he was standing so close to her.
"It's really great to see you Gin, you've changed," he told her, his voice slightly pensive.
"You too Harry it's been a couple of months hasn't it," she said, trying to keep her voice steady.
"It has, the last time I saw you was on your birthday and after I left for Wales I realized that I didn't give you a birthday present".
"You being there was a good enough present for me" Ginny replied.
"I know" he remarked "but I still wanted to give you something so here" he reached into his robes and pulled out a square blue box wrapped up with a bow.
Ginny took it with trembling hands "Harry you really didn't have to"- she started to say but he cut her off with a "but I wanted to Ginny, go on open it".
She stood there in the middle of the kitchen and untied the bow around the box. She opened the box to see a beautiful white gold, heart shaped locket on a white gold chain. On the front of the locket it was engraved with her name GINEVRA. Around her name there was an engraved light border of roses on a vine. She beamed and hugged Harry thanking him for the gift.
He smiled and said gently, "Open it".
She opened the locket and inside it were two pictures. One was a tiny picture of Harry and her dancing at her graduation ceremony two years ago. They were swaying gently and their eyes were closed. They looked so at peace. The other photo was one that was taken during her birthday three months ago. The picture showed Harry rubbing her mother's lovely chocolate cake on her face and then her retaliating by smashing a whole piece in Harry's face. Then with their cake smashed faces they began to laugh. "It's wonderful Harry," she said. She noticed that the front of the locket looked as if it had been touched many times.
As if reading her mind Harry said "it used to be my mothers it was left amongst other things in Sirius's vault".
Somehow this added information made the locket seem even better to Ginny. Though if Ginny had looked at the back of the locket she would have seen an inscription, you will always be in my heart
Harry made her turn around while her put the chain on for her. She was about to hug him when her mother burst into the kitchen. "Ginny you have someone to see you from St. Mungos, he's in the fireplace".
Ginny immediately rushed out of the kitchen followed by her mother and Harry. She approached the fireplace and saw the head of her department supervisor Healer Jenkins.
"Sorry to bother you Ginny but we have an emergency, there's a patient here that requires immediate healing. Very nasty work with the splitting hex and the rupture jinx and you're the best one for a job like this".
Ginny nodded her head and said, "I'll be there now".
As soon as his head vanished from the fireplace she stood up and apologized to her family for having to leave.
"I'll see you soon Gin" Harry said and hugged her. Her mother, father and brothers hugged her as well and then she immediately apprated to St. Mungos.
She walked into the ward where her patient lay putting on her white healers robes and she walked in and took the parchment roll from her assistant, Alice.
"What's his injuries caused by?" she asked briskly
"Deatheater attack ma'am and the splitting hex and rupture jinx used. He has a few broken ribs, a punctured lung, a broken leg and he's losing a lot of blood from his wounds" Alice stated.
"All right" she said with some formality noting the blood soaked wizard on the hospital bed "wheel him into the healing room and bring out a restoratis potion and a anesthesia potion and we need healer Elijah to come along too because this case involves dark magic".
Alice nodded and wheeled the patient out of the ward. She followed Alice and made her way to the healing room equipped with her wand. She couldn't believe that people were so cruel as to do that to an innocent person. Her patient looked so beat up that his hair and face were covered with blood. She sighed and closed the healing room doors behind her. This would be a long night.
A few hours later Ginny walked out of the healing room looking positively exhausted. She had spent about 5 hours in the healing room trying to repair the damage that was done to the poor man. And now Alice and the other healer's assistants were cleaning him up. He had lost so much blood. She went to her office and slumped down in her chair. Today had been a long day for her. She went through her patient's file and did a double take when she saw his name in big bold letters. Draco Orion Malfoy. That would explain why deatheaters would want to attack him. After the battle, the deatheaters had retreated into hiding, plotting their revenge on all who were good. They had tried to recruit Draco and his family, although after the battle his family didn't want to have anything to do with the dark arts and so Lucius was killed by his own friends and Narcissa and Draco had fled and went into hiding themselves. Ginny wondered what had happened to Draco and why the deatheaters were after him. She vowed that she would find out tomorrow. But now she needed some sleep.
She apprated into her flat and noticed that her lights were on and her fireplace had a roaring fire in it. But that wasn't right, she didn't have the fire on at all today because she went straight to the Burrow from work. With her wand in her hand she walked into her kitchen. The kettle was on boiling some water and two mugs were laid out with tea bags in them. There was even two slices of chocolate cake laid out on plates. Oh god! She thought, someone was in her house and who knows what he or she would do to her. They might rape her! Don't be stupid Ginevra her brain hissed they're not going to make a cup of tea and give you chocolate cake if they wanted to rape you. Hmmm her brain had a point there. There was a noise of shuffling feet and someone had come out of the bathroom. She stood there her wand poised ready to defend herself when she came face-to-face with-
"Harry?"
"Oh hi Gin I apprated here, sorry but I wanted to make sure you were ok after you had that big emergency at St. Mungos" he said.
"Yeah it's fine Harry" she said her voice sounding unnaturally high for some reason.
"Are you ok Gin? You look a little windswept".
"Yes I'm fine Harry" she said and stalked over to her couch and flopped down. "I've just had a really long day and I feel so exhausted".
"Wait here" he told her walked off towards her kitchen. She rolled her eyes, where did he think she was going to go? At least it was thoughtful of him to build her a fire and make tea she thought as he came back with two cups of tea and levitated the slices of cake onto her rectangular coffee table.
She dug into her cake eagerly. After taking a bite of her cake she noticed that it was her mother's famous chocolate fudge cake.
"My mother's cake?" she asked Harry as he too dug into the cake.
"Yeah" he said sheepishly "I asked her for some seeing as you left before she could bring out the cake, so what happened today at St. Mungos?"
She launched into telling him what had happened and his brow furrowed when she told him who her patient was.
"Draco Malfoy?" he asked incredulously.
She nodded her head and all of a sudden she felt sleepy and drained and yawned tiredly.
"You'd better head to bed Gin, don't worry I'll wash this up" he said indicating to the dishes.
Ginny smiled appreciatively and was about to head to her room when she noticed the time. It was really late and Harry had taken the effort and time to come and check up on her and the least she could do was ask him to stay the night.
"Harry" she asked "Would you like to stay the night? I mean it's kind of late and if you go back to the burrow it will be really late and everyone will be asleep, you might wake them".
He looked surprised for a minute then said "yeah sure, thanks Gin".
"You know where the bathroom is and the guest room is right next to the bathroom and I think I have some of Ron's clothes from the last time he came to stay. They're in the cupboard in the room." Harry nodded and then bid her a good night. Ginny slept fitfully knowing that Harry lay down the hall.
The next morning Ginny woke to the smell of eggs and sausages. She hurriedly showered and changed and went into the kitchen to see Harry seated at her counter top eating toast, sausages and eggs. There was also a plate kept out for her.
"Morning Gin" he greeted cheerfully.
She greeted him back and then sat down to breakfast with him. He was dressed in his robes from the night before. After breakfast she cleaned up and Harry apprated back to the burrow because he was moving into his new flat today and she apprated to work.
When she got to Draco Malfoy's ward on her daily rounds she could now see his blonde hair and pale complexion clearly, unlike yesterday when he was covered head to toe in blood. There were cuts and bruises on his skin and she shuddered to think what the deatheaters had done to him. Surely no one could be that cruel? Well apparently so. She stood there for a minute observing his injuries. The lesser cuts and bruises she hadn't healed yet, yesterday she had concentrated on his internal injuries.
She was about to walk away from his ward when she heard a hoarse raspy yell "Run mother! Apprate somewhere safe! I'll find you, Go mother! MOTHER! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! I'll never tell you where it is!"
He was suddenly tossing and turning and beads of sweat had collected on his forehead. His breathing was coming out in ragged gasps.
"Shh" she whispered soothingly and conjured a dreamless draught for him.
She put it in his drip bag and within a few minutes he was silent and breathing evenly. She was deep in thought and fingering her locket when her assistant Alice rushed in carrying a box in her slim arms.
"These are his things ma'am," she said and place the box on a chair by Draco's bed.
"Thanks Alice I'll give it to him when wakes up".
Alice rushed out of the room after that. Sitting on top of the box was an expensive looking black cloak. She picked it up and noticed that it had a small emblem of a dragon on it and was thick and heavy and was trimmed with silver thread. She folded it and put it back into the box. Ginny walked around and went to visit her other patients and hours later when she went back to Draco's ward she found him limping around. He had bandages all over his bare chest and he was limping to the chair by his bed. He took out his clothes from the box and began to put them on.
Ginny looked startled. "Where do you think you're going Malfoy?" she exclaimed.
"I need to get out of here. They'll be back for me. I won't let them take me," he said then grimaced in pain.
"Why are they coming for you?" Ginny asked.
"They want to kill me. I know too much" he rasped. He almost collapsed had Ginny not run up to him and help him.
"You can't go anywhere like this Malfoy" she said sternly.
"Look here" he paused for a minute and then upon noticing her name tag he sneered "Weasley. I need to get out of here. You don't get it do you they want to kill me".
"But they don't even know you're here" she replied.
"Look here Weasley" he rasped, "they have their spies everywhere and I'm welling to bet that they have a spy here in St. Mungos maybe even in your department. But now I really have to get out of here. I'm wasting time talking to you I need to go now".
He grabbed his stuff from the box when his eyes widened in horror. "Weasley" he snapped not bothering about the pain that was ripping through his body. "Where's my book?" he asked upon noting the dumbfounded look on her face he said "there was a book in here Weasley. It was a leather bound book now WHERE IS IT?"
"I really don't know" she replied truthfully, "I didn't even touch your stuff".
He let out a string of expletives "they've already found it. I knew it! They have a spy here and now they've stolen the book. I have to get it back," he said to no one in particular.
Alice came rushing into the room "Mr. Malfoy is alive?" she asked in shock.
"Of course I'm alive what does it look like fool?" he spat.
Alice rushed out of the room. Ginny knew she had gone to get the sedatives to try and put Malfoy to sleep.
"Malfoy" she said slowly "don't do anything rash, please lie back down on the bed you need your rest".
" I can't do that Weasley," he said almost pleadingly. Ginny took out her wand but Draco was quicker than her and yelled "Pertrificus Totalus!" and Ginny was put in the full body binding curse and watched on helplessly while Draco grabbed his stuff and dissaprated. Alice came back in and noting a petrified Ginny she quickly released her with a "finite incantatum". Ginny stood up and stretched herself, feeling the stiffness of her back. She looked around and noted the empty ward, save for her and Alice.
"I have to inform Healer Jenkins about this ma'am" Alice told Ginny and rushed out of the room.
Ginny blinked twice, Alice was always rushing everywhere she never seemed to stay in a place longer than five minutes. She didn't think about her assistant for long and her thoughts shifted to Malfoy.
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Harry Potter stood in the middle of his new flat. It looked like everything he had ever dreamed of. It was the mirror image of Ginny's flat with a larger kitchen and his Bedroom had a balcony. The main reason why he wanted this flat was so that he could keep an eye on Ginny. Only Ron and Harry knew that Harry's bedroom had a direct view of Ginny's lounge. In fact Harry's block of flats were directly opposite Ginny's block of flats. But Harry would castrate himself before he told Ginny that he had only bought that particular flat to keep and eye on her. Sure it had cost him a fortune but it was well worth it. Just seeing Ginny again was well worth it. He had been asked by the auror department to continue his posting in Wales but he didn't want to. He had missed his friends and adopted family and he wasn't about to miss anymore.
After spending years away he missed home. Being out in a strange country with no one familiar to talk to for years was enough for him to handle and now he just wanted to come back home and talk to his friends and catch up with the world around him. He picked up the small box of his belongings. He had shrunk them all and put them into a small box. He spent the rest of the day placing his things where he wanted them and enlarging his belongings. He picked up one of the objects that he had enlarged and stared at it. It was a really large framed picture of him and Ginny at her graduation a couple of years ago. It was the same picture he had put in her locket. Molly Weasley had framed it and given it to him during his own birthday a few years ago. He carried the large frame and went to his Bedroom. He hung it where he always hung it, on the wall opposite his bed. When he sat up in the morning after he put on his glasses that was the first sight her would be met by. He placed his miniature mattress on his bed frame and enlarged it. He then went about the house putting away his books and things.
It took him a good few hours to get everything right. But when he was done, he was extremely happy with his masterpiece. He had even had the time to paint his dining room and lounge walls a creamy ivory color and he painted his room walls a reddish color. He sat down at his table top with a bottle of chilled butterbeer. He was quite physically tired and white wife beater and jeans were splotched with paint. Not to mention his hands were covered in paint. He finished the bottle and chucked it in the bin and was about to go for a shower when he heard a doorbell ring. He answered the door and Hermione greeted him smiling brightly.
"Hullo Harry" she said. "I brought you a housewarming present" she held out her hands and handed him what looked like a glass dish.
"Erm thanks Hermione," he said taking the dish from her and examining it closely.
She giggled, "It's a Pyrex dish," she said looking at his baffled expression. "No housewarming is complete without a Pyrex dish".
He took the dish and placed it on his counter top. "So what brings you here Hermione" he asked as she sat down on the couch. He got out two bottles of chilled butterbeer and handed Hermione one.
"Oh nothing much really I just wanted to see how you were doing and to tell you that the rehearsal of the rehearsal dinner will be in a month".
Harry nodded and thought to himself only Hermione would have a rehearsal of the rehearsal dinner.
"Also" she went on "you do realize that you have to make a speech?" Harry nodded and she continued on talking about her and Ron and all sorts of things. Finally she pulled out a little sample board with colored pieces of fabric on them. "I can't decide what color to have the bridesmaid dresses. I was thinking a pale green for the bridesmaids who will be Luna and Parvathi and I'm not sure what color Ginny's maid of honor dress should be. Either this bluish green or this deep emerald green what do you think Harry.
"Sorry?" Harry asked as she looked at him with raised eyebrows. "I was just distracted there" he said looking a little sheepish.
"Hmmm sure you were" she said cheekily "So what do you think?" She showed him the two colored fabrics.
"This one" he said pointing to the deep emerald green one. He remembered Ginny at her graduation and how beautiful she had looked in her deep green dress robes trimmed with gold. "Definitely the emerald green one" he said and then added "and maybe you should get it trimmed with gold".
Hermione clapped her hands "oh Harry it'll be brilliant! Ginny will look beautiful".
Harry nodded agreeing with her, he thought Ginny would look beautiful too, not that she didn't look beautiful already. He was just fantasizing about Ginny in what looked to be her bridesmaid dress when Hermione's voice pulled him out of his dream.
"I really like what you've done with the place Harry it looks good," she said motioning around at his newly decorated flat.
"Want a tour?" he asked and she jumped up with an eager "yes please".
Harry had shown Hermione around the flat and when she had seen his room she looked surprise.
"Harry I am not sure if you realize this but your bedroom walls are red".
He laughed when he noticed her expression "yes Herm I notice they're red I painted them red after all".
"But why?" she asked.
"I guess I just like the color red a lot" he replied shrugging his shoulders.
She smiled knowingly as she made the connection between the large framed photograph and the red walls. He was still madly in love with Ginny.
"So how's things with you and Gin" Hermione asked her friend.
"I don't know" he replied truthfully "we're still friends, I think I'm ready but I just need a little bit more time to get settled back in and then I'll ask her out".
Hermione looked thoughtful as she followed Harry back to the lounge. "Anyway Harry I have to go home now Ron and I are having dinner with my parents". She hugged Harry goodbye and disapprated home leaving Harry alone in his newly furnished flat.
He still didn't really know how he felt about Ginny and he wasn't sure how she felt about him. The one thing that he was certain of was that after he settled into his job again and took care of other matters he would try again with Ginny. He still had Grimmauld place to take care off. He hadn't done anything with it but left Kreacher in charge of it and told Kreacher to handle it till he got back. When he came back he couldn't bear to live in Sirius's old house. It brought back too many memories that he didn't want to relive. Kreacher was happy to live there and take care of the place till Harry knew what he wanted to do with it. He told Kreacher that he would pop round tomorrow to check up on the place. He wanted to sort through Sirius's things and keep the ones that were sentimental to Sirius. He saw his TV staring at him from a corner and went over to try and fix it. It was one of his favorite contraptions and it was highly entertaining. Coming from a muggle household it really was impossible for him not to have a TV.
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Draco Malfoy was rifling through his cabinets in the dead of the night. He needed to get back the leather bound book. God knows what would happen if the deatheaters figure out how to open the book. Draco was the last living person to know how to work the book. There were only two people other than Draco who knew what power the book held. One of them was his dead father and the other one was Voldermort who was dead, for the time being at least. Draco's father had been given this precious book of Voldermort's to take care of and when Lucius had died he had passed it to Draco. The book that all the hype surrounded was actually Tom Riddle's seventh year transfiguration book. But that was not why it was special. The reason why Tom Riddle's seventh year transfiguration book was special was because it contained a map hidden within it. Riddle's extensive knowledge in transfiguration and potions helped him conceal a map within the textbook. It needed to be opened using an incantation that only Voldermort, Lucius and Draco knew.
He knew they would come for him. They would soon know that only Draco could open the book and then that only he was smart enough to uncover the hidden map within the book. But he would never help them; even if it meant his death. They had killed his mother and now he will never help them, no way in hell. If he should die, he needed to tell someone. He needed to explain what needed to be done but whom could he tell? Then it came to him, he could tell her, and she would know what to do. Ignoring the pain shooting through his body he sat down and took out some parchment paper and began to write. He didn't know how long he's sat there writing for but he wrote everything and anything. After he had finished his letter he sealed it in an envelope. He couldn't send it to her outright, the deatheaters had spies all over the place, and they would be sure to intercept his owl. He then had an idea. He grabbed his cloak from the chair. It was a thick black cloak with a tiny dragon emblem on the right breast and reaching for the scissors he set to work.
An hour later he had taken the cloak and put it in a box and shrunk it. He summoned his eagle owl Hades and attached the small box to his leg and gave Hades the letter too. Then he sent Hades off to her. He turned watched the owl fly off into the night and sat down. He didn't want any part in the deatheaters plans. He just wanted to get on with his life and live in peace. All of a sudden the door burst open and Draco was surrounded by black hooded figures. It was lucky for him that he'd already sent off the letter.
"I've been expecting you guys," Draco said sneering softly as a death eater punched him in the face.
"How do you open the book?" the deatheater who punched him asked roughly.
Draco recognized his voice as McNair and spat on him "I'll never help you" he rasped.
"Very well then" McNair said smiling cruelly. "Let's see if we can change your mind" he remarked and pointed his wand at Draco. Draco felt excruciating pain surge through his body and then all of a sudden his whole world went black.