Chapter 4

Lord Voldemort had millions of recruits around the world. They were potions masters, defence masters and many other kinds of people; nearly all purebloods but there were some good half-blood's. Only one person knew of Voldemort's muggle heritage and that was Lucius Malfoy. Although Severus knew, he was not supposed to. For the past few days Voldemort had been so angry, that Harry had had quite a good look into his mind. He had shown Harry some Slytherin Manor houses that no one but Voldemort knew about and where his money was and what he kept with it.

Harry got dressed in black trousers, a dark green vest and a black top. He pulled on his combat boots and a fastened a belt with knives around his waist, his shirt hiding them. He tied an army type bandana around his head because his hair had grown such a lot. It could go up in to a clasp but he had not managed to get one yet.

Harry went downstairs and ate an apple before magically cooking breakfast using wandless magic, knowing that it couldn't be detected. He made sure everything was to Vernon and his Aunt's liking, before he ran up the stairs, into his room. He took his empty bag (everything he had in it yesterday was now in his old school trunk) and with a 'pop' he was gone.

He appeared in the dungeons at Malfoy Manor, the ones he had seen yesterday. He put a bomb outside the dungeons and walked up the stairs to plant another bomb in another room. He then crept back to the dungeons, something was telling him to do so.

Harry gasped. He could not believe it. There in chains stood a bloody Draco Malfoy, along with a woman he had seen once at the Quidditch world cup, Mrs Malfoy.

He said to himself, "I can't leave them here," and walking over to them he shouted, "Alohamora!" With a click they were freed.

Remembering Dobby telling him about a brother he had left behind in Malfoy manor, he frowned and said "Gobby?" With a 'pop' an elf was there, his eyes widening when he saw a young man with his mistress and small master. Before he could talk, the young man was speaking to him and nicely too! "Gobby, hello. I'm Harry, better known as Harry Potter. I've been told about you. You know your brother Dobby misses you? He is at Hogwarts by the way. Get all the elves out of Malfoy manor, its going down. I'd rather you alive than dead and you will never have to work for that evil man again. Get a few elves to help me get these two out. Now come on, we have to go, this place will explode. Take what you want with you!" said Harry.

Harry walked to the other end of Malfoy dungeons and saw a safe. It was open and obviously someone had been in there. Shrugging his shoulders he started putting all the money, jewels and some things he recognized from the Black House. He thought to himself 'it must be her inheritance. Thank the gods for weightless charms, or I would not be able to move it. Hey if I'm a Snape I am related to the Malfoy's. That means I can have one of their swords!'

Realising he had spent too much time there, he walked back to see the elves together lifting Draco and Mrs Malfoy up (he had not heard Mrs Malfoy's first name so he could not call her anything else). He told the house elves to follow him and was gone with a pop.

With a 'pop' the two Malfoy's and the house elves were safe in Harry's room at Privet Drive. He didn't know why he wanted to save them, he just did. Harry reached under his loose floor board and took out the healing potions and a few others that he had brewed He uncorked them, opened the Malfoy's mouths and rubbed their throats until they swallowed all they were given. The house elves stood huddled in the corner, hoping their mistress and small master would be ok.

Hundreds of miles away, the death eaters and Lucius Malfoy were waiting to have a bit of fun with Draco and his wife. They all wanted a piece of them and would try to win Draco over. Lucius' life would be forfeit otherwise because he had sworn to give Voldemort his first born at his own initiation.

Harry remembered the detonator buttons. He quickly pressed them, and a 'boooom' blasted the manor to bits. Lucius Malfoy and the others didn't know what hit them, unaware that they would never wake up again. Some of them who had been further back died a slow painful death, as Aurors surrounded the area.

Back in Privet Drive, it took a while for the Malfoys to start coming around and Draco was the first. He seemed to have a lot less bruises and looked less starved than his mother. Opening his eyes, he wondered where the flaming hell they were and he said so out loud. 'The last thing I remember was in the manor with my so called dad' was all Draco could think. 'How could his previously loving dad have turned so nasty?'

"Welcome back Malfoy," said Harry, as he sat on his bed waiting for the other to wake up.

Immediately Draco was demanding answers. "Where am I Potter?" asked Draco. He was still in his silk green shirt and black trousers from a week ago, when he had refused the dark mark right there in his home. He had never agreed to the Dark Lords plans. Voldemort could not be that good if a one year old had beaten him and then again when he was eleven, twelve, fourteen and fifteen right? That's how Draco saw it. 'His voice sounds different from before. What the hell has happened to him? He sounds just like Uncle Sev. Nah, can't be. I will have to ask him how he changed.' That was all he thought before Harry answered.

"Welcome to my home Draco. I guess you want to know how you got here?" asked Harry, as he took off his belt and weapons. Draco gaped at Harry he even looked like his uncle. He thought 'what the hell is going on? All the black he was wearing and he looked good.' Though he was not gay, he could acknowledge that Harry had never looked this good before.

Draco just nodded and Harry then said, "We will wait for your mum to wake up." When he saw Draco grimace, Harry asked "are you in pain?" Draco nodded, so he took out one of his special pain potions from his hidey-hole and gave it to him. He nearly laughed when he saw Draco sigh in relief, remembering what it was like to be able to take that potion.

It was nearly an hour of silence before Mrs. Malfoy began to stir and opened her eyes. Draco was right next to her, helping her up saying, "Are you ok mum?" But her eyes were on Harry.

"Who are you?" she asked, wanting to thank this mysterious man who had saved her and her son.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs Malfoy. My name is Harry, thought I was a Potter, it turns out I am not, as you can see. I was lied to all my life." said Harry holding his long fingers out. 'So much like my dad's' was all Harry could think. A pang of longing swept over him, before he shrugged it off. He didn't need his dad, not after everything that had been said and done.

She gaped at him too, thinking 'you look nothing like a Potter. You look like my good friend Severus. Lily and Severus! I caught them one time. They must have had a relationship or was it an affair? Poor Harry, being lied to.'

"You look like Severus," she blurted out. When she saw the saddened look in Harry's eyes she immediately regretted it. 'Poor boy' was all she could think. Draco was watching the whole thing wide eyed.

"Yes he is my dad, and he knew. Now after all those years he expects me to come back to him with open arms. What he doesn't realise is that we will never be father and son. Not after all this time, not after all those harsh words. But it won't stop me respecting him; I just can't be father and son with him. It hurts too much," said Harry, finally letting out some of the pain he was feeling. She got up and cuddled him for all he was worth. All Draco and Narcissa could think was 'Why would Severus hurt his son? He had always wanted one.' it confused them both.

"How did you get us?" She whispered,

"Can I put a spell on you so you can't talk about this to anyone?" asked Harry, looking sorry that he could not ever trust anyone. Thankfully they nodded. Harry whispered a few words in Latin and now they were unable to say a word to anyone else.

"I am connected to the Dark Lord through the scar on my forehead. I see things I don't want to witness. Recently I realised that if we are connected, I would be able to get into his hideouts. I bought muggle bombs and planted them in the places I saw through the Dark Lords eyes. I didn't know you were there. I had planted the bombs and was just about to explode the place, when my feet dragged me to the dungeons again. When I saw you, I called the elves and before you ask, Dobby told me about his brother who was still at Malfoy Manor, and about his family that was killed by Lucius," said Harry.

"Yes, Tobby and Nobby were his parents. They had Gobby and Dobby. We thought Dobby had died. Obviously he did not. How did he get out of my Lucius' grasp?" She asked curiously. Draco was listening intently too.

"Ah well. In second year, when Ginny had the Riddle diary, Dobby kept coming to me. He told me not to go back to Hogwarts and all that. He did magic and everything. Dropped pudding over my relative's guests and charmed a bludger to go after me. Then we found out about the Chamber of Secrets and shit. And before you ask, I didn't go down there to save Ginny. I went for my own gain, to save me from having to end up living here all year again. I would not want the school to close anyway. If everyone thought I wanted to save Ginny, all the better. It's strange not to care about anyone any more. I guess that the Potter charms have been dissolving and I've actually grown, its cool! Also before school finished, I found professor Snape's sarcasm funny and hated Hermione and Ron. I didn't understand it, but now I guess I do," said Harry, not telling them what he had heard to make him hate them.

"Wow," was all Draco could manage. His uncle Sev had had a child, left it at a muggle's house and never told him! Even worse, had bullied him rotten and then expected him to want him. 'There was something defiantly wrong with my uncle' was all Draco could think. In the end the conclusion he came to was 'he deserves what Harry is doing to him now. I never thought you were this stupid uncle Sev.'

Harry got up off the bed and went over to the elves. "Go back and see if you can salvage anything from the blast. Don't let the Wizards get you down. You are the elves of Malfoy manor until you are dismissed. You are free to do as you like on your land," he said, making the elves stand proud and tall.

One said "We wills see you soon Master Malfoy, Mistress Malfoy," and they 'popped' out, back to a land full of rubble. The elves started salvaging all they could for the wizard who had thought so highly of them. He hadn't demanded that they did it instead he had asked them to. They were there for three hours getting everything they could, which was quite a lot. A ministry worker was nice enough to transfigure stones into boxes so they could pile everything into them, clothes and a few other things that had been shielded and were still fine. Draco's school trunk was recovered undamaged, along with most of Mrs. Malfoy's personal possessions.

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Headquarters OOTP

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Everyone went inside the building as fast as they could. The meeting had been called immediately. Nobody was telling Dumbledore anything and he really didn't like it. It was not a full order meeting, just the inner circle: Snape, Shacklebolt, Tonks and Mr and Mrs Weasley. There were not really many people there. Mad-Eye was late and they were currently waiting for him. Dumbledore, who was getting more and more impatient as the seconds wore on, decided to just fill him in later.

"Right, Severus. You were not called so you won't have more information," said Dumbledore stating a fact.

Severus just nodded. He had been even more quiet than normal; his son was having that affect on him. He had hated his son because Dumbledore had told him to. He had never told his son who he was because Dumbledore told him not to. He was beginning to realise that the headmaster had manipulated his life completely. The Headmaster liked Severus' silence. It meant he was more controlled, but if he had seen into Severus' head he would have known otherwise.

"Tonks, what's happening at the Auror headquarters?" asked Dumbledore.

"The place is an uproar. Malfoy Manor has been razed to the ground. Lucius is dead. We have found a lot of other people that we can't identify too. The elves are adamant that we don't try to stop them from taking things. They are not taking important things anyway, just anything they can grab that is not in tatters, that's about it," said Tonks.

"What? Malfoy manor was bombed?" said Dumbledore in disbelief. Mentally he went through the people who could get into Malfoy Manor. It was becoming apparent that it was a magical person who was doing this. The question is 'who was it?' They could not tell because Harry used a bomb and no magic, well no wand, which meant no signature. They could not get even a glimpse of his magical signature.

"Yes," was all Tonks said.

Severus recovered from his shock and ran from Grimmauld place before they could stop him. He might have just lost his godson and his good friend Narcissa. Nothing was going to stop him from going. He apparated to Malfoy Manor to see for himself, then he apparated to all the places he knew that Narcissa had in the past hidden from Luc, only to find them empty.

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Back with Harry

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"Here," Harry said, giving Mrs Malfoy the money and jewels from Malfoy Manor. He conjured a bag, not wanting to give up his favourite bag, asking dreamily "You wouldn't give me this sword, would you? I feel a connection to it."

"Yes, you can have it. It actually belonged to Anna Black and Dragon Malfoy many years ago. It was passed down to every Black who married a Malfoy, and that's been happening for generations," said Narcissa.

"Thanks," said Harry, "I've never had a present before. A couple of crap things from Granger and Weasley and that's about it. My own dad didn't even send me anything. It would have been nice to have been told that I had a dad alive, yet I had to figure it out myself at fifteen years old."

"It's ok. I don't know what's wrong with Sev, but he has always wanted a child. Was it because they had an affair and didn't want it getting out?" asked Narcissa.

"I wish it was. Um, I actually don't know the story behind it, just that they now realise he is my dad. From what I have gathered, I think he loved my mom. Maybe dad, erm James was a friend and married her to protect Snape and I. James took me in and died for me, more than Snape will ever do for me, eh?" said Harry.

Narcissa just hugged him again. She had freed her family from the clutches of two madmen, Voldemort and Lucius. She was glad she and her son had gotten out. They did not owe a life debt to a Snape because Harry was still called Potter.

"You better go. Do you have somewhere to go?" Harry asked, pointing to both of them.

"Thanks. And yes we do. I guess this is good bye," said Narcissa. She and Draco looked to the elves who had recently arrived back, and they took a box each. Draco said "Goodbye then Harry. Take care and I hope to see you again soon, probably at school," and with a 'pop' the Malfoys' and their house elves were gone. Harry dropped down onto his bed and began reading a book.