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Draco and the twins had developed a clear understanding of each other in only a day. They were silently plotting their escape. Draco knew the mansion inside and out: all the rooms, where all the creaky boards were, and, most importantly, all the secret passages throughout it. The only problem remaining was how to get Draco free from his shackles. Lucius was the one in charge of the key, and he never let it out of his sight: he always had it draped around his neck on a chain.
"We could always try and jump him…" Fred said with a shrug. George shook his head. "No, that would never work. He'd hex us in a second." Draco gave them a look that said, "Not if he was distracted…" The twins knew what the blonde meant. "No way, Draco!" they said as hushed as they could manage. "We're not letting you go through all that again! Not if we have anything to say about." Draco's expression changed, taking on more authority. They could almost hear him saying "Well, then, it's too bad that you DON'T have a say in the matter." They hung their heads and clenched their fists. "Fine…" Fred whispered.
Lucius came down at 7 pm, three hours earlier than was usual, and began the cruel desecration of the boy's body. The twins hated to see Draco being abused so blatantly. They waited for Draco to give his signal for them to attack, gritting their teeth the whole time. Lucius pulled out his wand and the blood red spell struck Draco, making him cry out in total excruciation. His gaze shifted over to them and he gave a nod, his mouth closed as he gave a loud growl of pain. The twins moved faster than they ever had before, tackling the death eater to the ground and taking his wand. They muttered "Incarcerus" and he was soon in a full body bind, unable to move or speak.
They swiped the key and released Draco from his shackles, still trembling from the curse. They caught him before he collapsed to the ground. They could feel how thin he was, but they could also feel the solid muscle. "You ok?" they asked, not wanting to move and end up hurting him further. He stood shakily and nodded. He shot a glare down at Lucius, who was now struggling against his invisible tethers. Draco placed a kiss on each of the twins' lips, smirking at his father's disgusted expression before they headed to the rear corner of the cell.
Draco pulled on one of the torches, revealing a small hole in the wall. He held out his hand, receiving the wand they had taken from Lucius. He stuck it into the opening and a door appeared in the wall to their right. He pushed it open and they began sprinting down the corridor, Lucius' wand lighting the dark passage. They could hear the dull bang of the door slamming shut behind them.
They reached a fork in the path, leading in 5 different directions. Draco immediately veered down the one farthest to the left, the twins following close behind him. They reached a door and Draco threw it open. They were in a room with green walls and black furniture with silver accents. They realized it must be his room as Draco grabbed his wand from the desk and began throwing things into a satchel: parchment, quills, ink, potions, multiple books, and some medical supplies. He also tucked in a music box and a photograph. The twins were curious about the last two additions, but decided there was no time to ask.
They snuck from the room, careful to step exactly where Draco had so as not to make any noise by creaking the floorboards. They crept down the stairs, the front door was in sight, and the twins felt that they had made it. Draco, however, remained tense and alert. He indicated that the twins should get low and stay hidden. They did so but made sure to keep an eye on the blonde as he crept down the stairs.
Draco snuck over to a door, peering around it into the dining room. Just as he had expected, there was a large group of death eaters gathered around the table for a meeting, no doubt waiting for his father to return. And there, at the head of the table, sat the Dark Lord himself. Draco shuddered. He signaled to the twins, telling them to make for the door silently. They opened it, and it gave a loud creak. All the death eaters looked to the sound, spotting Draco's blonde hair as he dashed from the doorway.
The trio sprinted over the grounds, dodging the spells flying past their heads, trying to put as much distance between themselves and the manor as possible. The twins each seized one of Draco's hands and they disapparated, landing in the yard of the Burrow. "This is where we live," they said, noticing the curious look on Draco's face. "It's not much, but its home…" They led the blonde up the stairs to the front door. When they entered, they were almost immediately swept into their mother's arms.
"Oh! You're alright! You're alright!" she sobbed. "I was so worried!" Her voice took on an angrier tone. "I TOLD Moody you shouldn't have been sent on that mission for The Order! I KNEW it was too dangerous! But you're safe, and that's all that matters." They pulled Draco forward and Mrs. Weasley's gaze widened. Draco bowed his head, as he still could not speak.
The rest of The Order that was currently staying in the Burrow came out to see what the commotion was all about. Many looked thoroughly relieved and pleased when they saw Fred and George, but, just as Mrs. Weasley had, they tensed when they saw the blonde boy. Harry, Ron and Hermione stepped forward.
Ron was the one who spoke. "Well, well… If it isn't the ferret. What's the matter? Isn't being a death eater all that you hoped it would be? Isn't daddy dear proud of you?" Draco looked away, his hands balling into fists at his sides. "Then again, it would be pretty hard to be proud of a worthless, spineless little shit like you."
Fred and George stepped in front of Draco, blocking him from Ron. "Back off, Ron," George hissed. "You don't know what the bloody hell you're talking about," Fred said.
'Oh? What don't I know, then?" Ron was on edge and more than ready for a fight.
"How about the fact that he helped us escape!?" George spat. "Or the fact that he's been tortured worse than anyone here?!" Fred chimed in. "Did you know that, Ron?!" they hissed in unison. Some people gasped lightly, and the crowd began murmuring. The twins turned to Draco. "Is it ok?" The blonde nodded his head. They stepped to his sides. Fred reached out a hand and moved the platinum hair that was curtaining the boy's face, revealing a deep purple bruise on his cheek. George did the same on the other side, exposing two thin, long gashes in Draco's cheek caused by the fangs of the snake headed cane.
Mrs. Weasley, her maternal instincts kicking in, hastened over to Draco. "Oh, you poor dear…" She cupped her hands under his chin and tilted it in different directions, inspecting the damage. The atmosphere in the room relaxed considerably as she continued fussing over Draco as if he were her own son. She looked him in the eye and asked sternly, but caringly, "Draco, is this all?" The twins said it was, but Draco shook his head 'no'.
They were shocked. "What do you mean 'no'?" Draco indicated his chest, his back and his arms. Everyone watched as he rolled up his shirt sleeve, revealing more bruise and cuts. Many people gasped, Mrs. Weasley and Hermione were mere seconds from tears, and the twins' fists couldn't have gone any tighter. They wanted nothing better than to go back to Malfoy Manor and gut Lucius.
Mrs. Weasley put a hand gingerly on the blonde's shoulder. "Come along, dear. How does a nice, warm bath sound?" Draco looked up into her friendly face and couldn't help but smile as he nodded his head. As she led him upstairs, he felt safe with her. He felt comfortable.
She started the water and went to fetch him a change of clothes. She came back with a pair of jeans and a green sweater with a capital 'G' on it. "These are George's, so I'm afraid they'll be a bit big on you." Draco shook his head with a smile and mouthed "It's fine. Thank you". She nodded and turned to leave as he started unbuttoning his shirt, but not before she caught a glimpse of a large burn on his chest. She closed the door and covered her mouth, tears burning in her eyes. 'Who could do such a thing to a child?"
Note: So, I hope you liked it. I also hope that this answered a few questions, like how the twins ended up in the dungeons in the first place. You can expect this to be extended. When, I'm not sure. I'm gonna get really busy soon because school is starting in less than a week. But I will do my best to post as often as often as I can.