During the next few days, after meeting up with Hermione Granger and talking with the Headmaster, Narcissa Malfoy sent a package to her son via owling, containing a letter and some healing ointment. She wished to discuss with him about some things face-to-face, yet couldn't because she was at home, in the Malfoy Manor. She put a variant of the Concealing Charm on her letter, so only it's recipient could read it's content, to prevent other people, the wrong people, from reading it. To all people other than it's intended recipient, it would be just a blank parchment.

This was what Draco Malfoy read, upon getting it:

"My Dearest Dragon, how have you been, at Hogwarts? And don't you lie to me, don't be afraid to say the truth. I know you're not entirely happy about being beaten by a Muggle-Born, or Potter or Weasley, as you'd constantly complain about them in your letters to me. But, it's at least, safer than at home. At home, where your father could torture you at his leisure, where I am forced to watch you suffer as your mother, my dear heart. And really, I've had enough of this. It's time someone taught him a lesson.

But before that, I need to tell you some things, some things I've been keeping secret from you. I've been betraying the Dark Lord, and your father. I've been helping the Light side as well. Let me tell you why, now before you say I've gone mad as you're reading this. All my actions, my love are motivated by my want to protect you, to make you safe, as a mother, because I love you, you are the only good thing that came out of my marriage.

As you know, my marriage was arranged when I was about your age, 16, while, as for my crazy sister and your aunt, Bella, at that time, things were being negotiated between the Lestranges and us, the Blacks, but she already gave her soul and love to the Dark Lord. But I need to tell you something else, I was forced into marrying your father by my own parents. I wasn't in love with him because I knew his true nature, so they've used the Imperius Curse on me, to make me agree to it, to get me to make an Unbreakable Vow to your Father on my wedding day. Your father, after marrying me, also used Imperio on me, to make me do his every biding as well, like making me bang my head on the wall, or making me beat myself up. And he loved using it to satisfy his sexual urges. I couldn't say no to him, so he took often took advantage of me sexually. After some repeated rapes, I conceived a daughter, named Auriga Malfoy. Needless to say, he was furious. On the day she was supposed to be born, I miscarried her, due to his tormenting me physically, and due to me being extremely fatigued, the medi-witch said. I would never forgive him for that. I swore to avenge her death and I will.

After 2 years of marriage to him, I finally conceived a son, a Heir to the Malfoy line, you. I had some months of peace, but this didn't last long, as he continued to sexually assault me, even using some Dark Magic on me while he was having sex with me. I cannot call it "making love" because I didn't love him. So I was forced against my will to sleep with him, night after night. It was infernal. But as long as he didn't do any harm to you, my Dragon, I am willing to endure and suffer anything, for you, my baby.

I do hope you will understand my reasons for helping the light side and Dumbledore. My reasons are because I love you. I can't stand to watch it when he does all these things to you, especially when he's using Dark Spells on you, my Dragon. Yes, forgive me for rambling in the letter. What was I going to say? You must be confused as to why I'm talking about Dumbledore now. Why indeed? Well, I am talking about him, because I am right now filing a lawsuit against Lucius Malfoy, my husband and your father, and I need to gather any evidence I can against him, to win the case against him. I really want him in Azkaban for life, for everything he's done to you and me, so I am not taking any chances; I gave every shred of proof against his crimes to Dumbledore, including my own diary and memories from the family Pensieve.

Actually, it was Uncle Sev, your Godfather, who suggested that I sought protection from Dumbledore, and that I testified against him and that I exposed him as a Death-Eater. I thought this was brilliant, as I would not die, since I just made the Vow to not divorce him, I did not promise to not betray him. I just didn't have the courage to, but now that I have the Light side's and Dumbledore's help, I can finally do what I swore to do: avenge your sister Auriga's death.

And yes, another thing, before I start rambling again, I know you know someone was in the Slytherin's Prefects' bathrooms when you were taking care of your scars that Monday night. The person was Hermione Granger, the Muggle-Born you've always hated, and you've written to me about in your owls. She was there, on Dumbledore's orders, to get evidence against your father's brutality. So please, don't hate her or blame Dumbledore for this, she did this for your own sake, regardless of all your arrogance towards her. I really wish you could make peace with her, she is a very courageous, and brave girl... At least, call her a Muggle-Born, not a Mudblood, please, do it for me. How do I know this? Because she was there, when I was asking Dumbledore for his help. They've all been working so hard to protect us, to give us back our freedom! Since, we're all in this together, I do hope you won't hold it against her for spying on you and that you'll be with us, not against us in this. I am waiting for your answer, and these were the things I wished to talk to you about. Here they are in this letter. And I do hope you'll forgive me, for doing this behind your back. If you knew earlier what I was up to, you wouldn't agree to it and would probably be on your dad's side. And yes something for your scars in this package, I believe this would be more efficient than the spells you've been using on them.

And please imagine, Draco, to be free from him forever, to have the right to decide for ourselves!"

P.S.: I want Hermione to read my letter, as I trust her.

Mother, who's doting on you, always.

Narcissa Black Malfoy."

Draco Malfoy read the letter to the end. Everything in it, were shocking news to him. He never knew his mother knew about the scars on his back. He knew she knew about the minor ones, yet he's never shown her the more serious ones. More surprising things for him, his mother was suing his father! His whole world was suddenly turned upside down! How could she do this without telling him?!

And to top it all, Hermione Granger, the Gryffindor Muggle-born he despised the most, saw his scars! He was wondering how he was going to answer his mother and what the Mudblood thought of him now. Did she pity him or was she indifferent to his sufferings? Probably she pitied him since she was in the plan too.

He just couldn't believe it as he re-read the letter again, and again and again. He weighed his options: to live forever in his Father's shadows, under his authority, or to be free from him forever, like his mother said they'd be if he also, acted as an eye-witness against his father in this lawsuit. His mother's words played on his mind. If his father was indeed convicted, he would be able to get his freedom, he would be able to do what he wanted.

But then again, he regarded his father highly. He was his role-model. When he was young, he often got bullied by some Muggles and his father would protect him against them by beating them up. He really wanted to be like him when he was growing up as a child. It was a hard choice to make for him: his mother or his father!

Both indulged him, and even somewhat protected him in his childhood. But finally, he decided to not go against his Mother's wishes, who treated him more gently and with kindness. His father never knew anything but violence, and so he was a brute, a Monster himself, to anyone. When he was in public, he restrained himself for public appearances.

So after his initial shock, he replied to his mother, using the same Charm Narcissa used on the owl, after thinking about it over and over again:

"Mother Dearest,

Of course, after carefully reading your letter and deep thinking, I've chosen to help you testify against my father. And I'm sorry, I was such an immature, spoiled brat! I never knew you suffered this much for me! I now can understand your choices, why you decided to file a lawsuit against him. It's because you can't stand him any longer.

I too, dream of freedom of choices, and of decisions… to be able to decide and live for myself, and not for him, to do the right things, and not the wrong things. In truth, I've been fantasizing about this since I was 11, my first year at Hogwart, when he ordered me to befriend Potter. I wanted to defy him, but I was scared to, like you were, Mother. How awful it must be to live in constant terror, like you!

I am so very, very sorry, for being such a selfish prat, always complaining to you about things not being 100% perfect at Hogwarts, while you endured this all for me, in secret. I've never thought once about you, how you felt and how you were! But I don't think you know everything he's done to me. Like how he used Crucio and Imperio on me as well when I was around 7 or 8, I can't remember. He loved to humiliate me with either of them often, after I've been beaten by Muggles. And he would verbally abuse me too, saying I was useless and good for nothing.

Like you, I am really tired of all this. I wish this could end some day. If you're saying me testifying against him could help you win the case and free us from his grasp, I would be more than glad to be of help and I would be with you in this. After all, I've been such a spoiled, immature prat. I owe it to you, Mother. Because you were there, always, when everything was so Dark around me. And who was there whenever he punished me after I've done something wrong, in his eyes, or after the Muggles attacked, ridiculed me? You, always you. Because I am grateful to you for all you've done for me, I will help you help me, and join the Light's cause.

So yes, if you desire freedom as much as I, let's do this together. As for Granger, I promise to try and be more polite to her in school, but she might find it suspicious of me, so I'll be confronting her about all of this scheming behind my back with Dumbledore.

But I never thought you'd seek Dumbledore's help, no matter what my Godfather says about him, I don't trust him. He's far too Muggle-loving. And thank you for the Healing ointment, I will make good use of it. Thank you above all, for looking after me, ever since I was born. How could I ever repay my debt to you?

Your son, who loves you.

Draco Malfoy.

As he was writing this to his mother and sending it to her using his owl, Hermione Granger's thoughts, after a heavy day of lessons and homework load, shifted to Draco Malfoy, the one she was trying to save from Darkness. She really wished he was safe too, from his daily torment. She no longer saw him as an arrogant, spoiled, Pure-Blood prat after she's seen what he was putting up with everyday of his life. She thought he was only scared of his father. But if his Mother was going to openly fight against his father, maybe he was going to side with her, maybe not. She couldn't know for sure.

One night, when she was doing her Prefect duties with Ron, she was ambushed by Draco Malfoy.

"Granger, may I have a word with you, right now?"

"What do you need to say, Ferret boy, say it in front of her and me!" Ron challenged him. He completely ignored him and pulled Hermione apart.

"Yeah, what could you possibly want from me, Malfoy?" She asked with defiance in her voice.

"I really need to talk to you in private about something really important." Draco Malfoy gave her his Mother's letter.

"What's this for, Malfoy? It's blank parchment?" She was confused.

"Oh, it's my mother's letter to me. Let me remove the Concealing Charm she put on it."

"Why are you giving me this?"

"A second, please Granger. Read what she's written to me." Words slowly appeared on the parchment, after he cast the Revealing Charm on it. It was signed with Mrs. Malfoy's very elegant handwriting.

"Okay, and?" She did as she was told.

"How long have you known about me being tortured and everything? Answer me with honesty."

"And if I don't want to?" She retorted hotly. "The nerve of this guy, asking me to answer him honestly, so haughtily and ungratefully!" She thought.

"Answer me, please. I need to know how much you know, so we could work effectively as a team."

"Now that's better. Yes I've been mandated by Headmaster Dumbledore to help you and your mother to the light side, ever since the very beginning of all this."

"And how did it begin?" He was interrogating her now. She didn't like his tone of voice.

"I will not tell you anything more if you're not more polite to me when asking me questions."

"So, please tell me, how did everything begin?"

"Go ask Professor Dumbledore. I don't even know everything myself. I don't know what he's got in store for me."

"For how long have you known me to be tortured by my father, and how much have you heard the night you were in the Slytherin's Prefects' Bathrooms?"

"Since the beginning of my secret missions with Dumbledore, and that night, I was too busy watching your scars to really pay attention to what you said. And I've only heard when you screamed: 'Why, father, do I deserve this?' That's all, nothing major."

"Yes, so are you really going to help us testifying against him with that picture you took?"

"Yes."

"How are you going to cover yourself up at my father's hearing for invasion of privacy?"

"Oh, I haven't thought about that."

"Granger, the know-it-all, doesn't know something? Really funny." He commented on her last answer to him.

"Insufferable, arrogant, slimly git, and Pure-Blood douchebag!" She responded to his name-calling.

"That's more like the Granger I know! Now I have an ideal solution for this: I will say I myself asked my Godfather, Severus Snape, to take that photo for me as proof of his guilt."

Realizing he was not so serious about the name-calling; he was only teasing and baiting her with it, she calmed herself down and asked him, inquiringly:

"Why are you... helping me, all of a sudden? I really don't get you?!"

"Didn't you read the owl? My Mother's asked me to be civil to you, and as we're all in this altogether, we should help each other as much as possible, not get in each other's ways. By the way, on her behalf, I thank you for everything you did for us."

"No need, go and thank Professor Dumbledore, he's the one who chose me for this."

"Very well and I'll be nice to you only when we're alone. In front of others, I'd still call you Mudblood, to not arouse anyone's suspicion."

"So, a private truce of some kind between us, Malfoy?"

"Yes, I'd like that, but what do you think?"

"Yeah, I agree with it."

READ AND REVIEW IF YOU WANT MORE CHAPTERS, THANK YOU! Your reviews mean A LOT to me, and you will see the bigger picture once everything is done and finished, thank you for your support throughout my story. The next chapter will be mainly about Lucius Malfoy's hearing and trial to Azkaban, and out of Mrs. Malfoy's and Draco's lives.