Warnings – Child Abuse.
Disclaimer – Don't Own Harry Potter – Unfortunaly Don't own Draco
Tried to keep as close to the books/Films as possible. And quite obviously failed!
Ever wondered why Draco Malfoy acted the way he did?
Yeah I resolved my problem :) And as promised uploaded. I wrote it today so any errors don't hex me!
Draco sat eyeing the Headmaster from Durmstrang Institute, he knew him but he didn't know how. Knowing his luck he was probably a death eater!
He remembered his task 'Get Harry Potter to the final' how the hell was he meant to do that, he was fourteen, the legal age was seventeen, he was fourteen there was no way shape or form he couldn't put Harry's name in himself – he was fourteen himself!
He growled softly and squeezed the fork he was holding. Around him members of the Slytherin table looked at him confused from his growling, but from Pansy's jealous expression they thought he was growling at one of the Beauxbatons girls.
He shook his head and stood storming to the common room making up schemes in his head.
Draco snuck towards the Grand Hall in just his green silk pyjamas. He was leading his wand in the direction of the Grand Hall and ignoring the curses off the paintings.
He got to the door just after someone closed it, he frowned. Why would someone put their name in the Goblet without a crowd to cheer at them?
Draco shook his head and put a silent spell on the door then pushed it open. He looked at the Headmaster from Durmstrang. Draco frowned and walked towards the shadows to watch.
"Harry Potter, the Dark Lord will be so please with me" the man hissed, Draco frowned. How did he know about Draco's task, unless he was just trying to get on the Dark Lord's side? Draco shook his head as he heard the man hiss a spell then throw the little piece of parchment into the Goblet. Draco frowned as the man looked around.
"Come out little boy" Draco frowned, he was well hidden how the hell had he noticed him. Draco shook his head and stayed still "Mister Malfoy I grow inpatient" Draco gulped but took a few steps into the light. "What a naughty boy, shouldn't you be in bed?" Draco snorted slightly.
"It's not like I'm the only one breaking the rules" the man stared at him. "Why did you put Harry Potter's name in the Goblet?"
"I got told to" Draco frowned
"By whom?" he murmured something. "Tell me"
"A Death Eater"
"No shit Sherlock" the man frowned
"Who?" Draco rolled his eyes.
"A detective!" The man shook his head "It's a Muggle book" the man nodded as Draco rolled his eyes.
"Why are you here?"
"I was going on a walk, curious" the man nodded slightly as the door opened again.
"Students out of bed" Filch shouted.
"Oh shut up you Squib" Draco growled much to Filch's surprise. He murmured a few curses at Draco then left the Grand Hall, Draco shook his head he sent a glare in the headmasters then left towards his common room.
Draco watched the selection take place.
"And the Hogwarts champion" Draco moved slightly and looked at Harry. "Cedric Diggory" Draco felt a unbelievable amount of relief, there was only three champions no chance of Harry Potter. Ha! Draco didn't even have to attempt to save him this year!
He began listening to Dumbledore drowning on about something that wasn't to Draco's likening, he got bored then turned to look at the teacher table, he then glanced at the Goblet, he frowned it was acting up, he heard Snape inform Dumbledore who turned and watched as a piece of parchment flew out.
"Oh no" Draco murmured
"HARRY POTTER" Draco gulped and turned like the rest of the hall, he was trying to shy away. Oh no this could actually be the year Harry Potter dies! Draco put his head in hands as Harry walked to the front.
"Nice knowing you" he whispered then looked towards Harry. "Nice knowing you" Draco swore right then he'd do whatever was possible to keep Harry Potter from that maze!
Draco jumped out of his skin as he heard a roar. He gulped then turned around above the trees he could see fire, he frowned and pushed through the bushes and the nettles until his gaze rested upon Dragons.
"DRAGONS" he shouted then hid as all the Dragon keepers looked over. He noticed Weasley standing in eating distance of the dragon. At very least he wouldn't have to warn Harry, Weasley would do that for him.
Then again, he hadn't seen Weasley and Harry together lately, something about how Ron thought he put his name in the Goblet or something. Draco growled and pulled tuffs of his hair again. There was one other person. He groaned and turned towards the little hut.
"What has your life come to Draco your asking that great oaf for help" he shook his head hesitated then knocked on Hagrid's door. He heard grumbling then the door opened.
"Draco?"
"Yeah I'm just as surprised as you. I need you to do something for me – no for Harry" Hagrid frowned
"What's happened to Harry?"
"Nothing. Yet. Warn him about the first task, tell him its dragons, show him for all I care just tell him what it is" Hagrid frowned "Please Hagrid" he agreed slowly then looked at Draco.
"When did you care about Harry?" Draco rolled his eyes.
"Just do it!" he left the hut in a huff.
Draco paced anxiously; Harry still hadn't worked out the bloody egg, his dad was going to kill him. How could he hint Potter to put the thing under the water, he paced pulling strands of his hair.
"Yes you should be worried" Draco gulped then looked at the blonde figure in front of him.
"Why hasn't Potter worked out the egg?" Draco stuttered softly.
"I don't know"
"Your job again was simple, Draco. Get Harry Potter to the final" Draco nodded as his father hissed a slashing charm at him, making his left cheek bleed, he hissed softly and felt his eyes sting with the tears that where forming. "Are you just too stupid to be able to complete these tasks?" Draco whined softly. "Don't you want to follow in the Dark Lord's path don't you want to see the end of that Potter" Inwardly Draco said 'no' but he most defiantly kept that to himself. "Well!"
"Yes" Draco breathed, his voice was unbroken and his cheek was sending shockwaves of pain through his body. His father looked at him then hissed another slashing spell making his right cheek bleed just as much. Draco closed his eyes pushing back the tears, making his throat burn with the effort.
"Sign of weakness crying Draco" Draco whimpered softly as his father got his wand out. "Sectumsempra" his father hissed, Draco frowned then fell backwards feeling his skin tear. He blubbered as his father put his wand back in his robe. "Sort out the egg" Draco nodded weakly as his father left. Draco lay wincing as his mother ran in, resting him on her lap and whispering spells to clear up his slashed body.
"Hey, Cedric" Draco yelped running after him, ever so slightly reminding Cedric of a lost puppy.
"What Mal..."
"...Foy" Cedric nodded as Draco feel into step with him. "I was just wondering if you where any closer to working out the egg?" Cedric frowned
"No, why?"
"Well I'm just saying that the perfect bathroom – nice for a bath" Draco said asking a wink; oh man it looked like he was coming on to him.
"Er Malfoy, I have a girl-kind-of-friend" Draco frowned "You where coming on to me weren't you" Draco shook his head
"No, just giving you some helpful advice about the egg" Cedric blushed then nodded
"Oh, thanks" Draco nodded as Cedric gained speed and ran off in any direction. Draco shook his head then changed course walking towards the Slytherin Common Room.
"Come seek us where our voices sound,
We cannot sing above the ground," Draco head butted the book in front of him.
"And while you're searching ponder this;
We've taken what you'll sorely miss," So the mermaids will take something valuable of Harry's
"An hour long you'll have to look," Simple that one.
"And to recover what we took,
But past an hour, the prospect's black,
Too late it's gone, it won't come back." Harry Potter has an hour – Under Water – to recover whatever is valuable to him. If he isn't successful whatever it took will not be returned – so if it's a person, they'll drown. Christ! Draco head butted the book again.
"Accio Herbology book" the big green leather book came towards Draco almost knocking him out. He opened it and ran his finger down the contents. Then turned to page three, ninety-four.
"Gillyweed is a magical plant native to the Mediterranean Sea. When it is eaten by a witch or wizard, one grows gills and webbing between the fingers and toes. There is some debate among Herbologists as to the duration of the effects of Gillyweed on fresh water versus salt water" Draco sighed slightly. "But the effects of Gillyweed in fresh water seems to last about an hour." Draco thought for a second then nodded "Severus" he stood and ran down the corridors towards Snape's office.
"Sir? Sir?" Snape looked up frustrated
"For God's sake Draco"
"Do you have any Gillyweed?" Severus frowned.
"No. Not anymore." Draco frowned "The Gillyweed in my possession has remarkably vanished" Damn! Cedric had probably beaten him.
"Fine" he huffed then walked back to the library to look for another four hours for something else to make Harry be able to breathe underwater.
The cold was the only thing that was keeping Draco awake. He kept falling into a hyper-sleep; he glanced up at the clock three minutes until the hour. Fleur had forfeited, Krum had saved Granger and Cedric had saved Cho but Harry hadn't resurfaced. Longbottom was squealing about something to do with Gillyweed after getting over the fact he HADN'T killed Harry.
"What did you say?" Draco asked Longbottom after bravely detaching his arms from his torso. Longbottom froze as Draco asked him "Tell me"
"I gave Harry Gillyweed – it'll be up on the hour if he doesn't come up he'll die" Draco looked at him
"So you're the one who took the Gillyweed" Longbottom half shrugged.
"Moody gave me it" Draco's eye line shifted to Mad-eye Moody and frowned slightly. "Can I go?" Draco nodded and watched him shuffle off, he connected his and Moody's stare again, questioning him silently. He'd almost put two and two together when Harry resurfaced. Draco smiled from relief and let whatever thoughts in his head disappear.
The final task, the one chance Draco had, he ran towards the stalls trying to get there before anyone, he needed to find a way to stop the maze going ahead. He ran around the whole field fanatically just trying for inspiration.
"Okay breathe Draco" he nodded to himself "The cups a Portkey, if Harry doesn't win then he won't move. So all I have to do is make Harry Potter lose. How the hell do I do that?" Draco paced then looked up. "Cedric. He's just as stubborn as Harry – maybe even more." Draco frowned "Then again, Cedric could be killed" Draco sat back on the grass. "This is hopeless" he lay down then shook his head. "There's no way he'll succeed"
Draco ran up to the stalls after hearing the band and the spectators arriving, he waved his wand and his face painted quickly with the team colours.
Draco stood as Harry appeared, with Cedric's cold body.
"Oh my God" he murmured as realisation fell over the spectators. Draco watched as Moody took Harry. "NO" He ran down the stalls towards Dumbledore. He tugged on Dumbledore's sleeve making him turn.
"Sir, Moody has taken Harry" Dumbledore frowned as Draco very nearly squealed. "Sir he's been drinking Polyjuice potion, he isn't who he says so. Please sir" Dumbledore frowned.
"How do you know?"
"Trust me" Dumbledore nodded and grabbed Snape and McGonnal then very nearly ran in the direction of Moody's office. Draco sighed from relief; he'd at least helped in some way.
"You got Potter to the maze" Draco nodded "Good boy" Draco very nearly rolled his eyes "But..." Draco frowned "...A little birdie has told me you told the old bat that Barty Crouch Jr. Was Moody" Draco frowned
"Not necessarily true" his father frowned as Draco shrugged "I told Dumbledore that Moody was using Polyjuice but I didn't know it was Barty Jr." His father looked at him astounded.
"You're admitting it?" Draco shrugged
"Yeah – yeah I am"
"You realise you'll have to be punished" Draco nodded
"Yes I realise a punishment is needed" his father frowned as Draco closed his eyes.
"And you'll accept it" Draco nodded then opened his eyes feeling his grey eyes darken. He slowly moved his hand to his back pocket so he could get his wand. "You're weak aren't you, weak and stupid" his father raised his wand to curse him again.
"CRUCIO" Draco shouted and pointed his wand at his father, who fell to his knees from the pain "Not nice is it!" Draco hissed. His head started to hurt from the effort he was putting in to curse his father who was now on the floor choking a scream. "Everything comes back to get you" Draco pulled off the spell and walked towards him. He spat on him then walked out the living room to his bedroom.
Isn't Karma a bitch :) Finally got his revenge but that doesn't mean it's ending - believe me!
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