I feel like I'm always apologizing for how long it takes me to make a new post. My mother broke her ankle so I had to take care of her the past three months and take care of the house. She's back on her feet now. I got a new dog on mother's day and she has to be constantly watched or she might chew something. My dad took Quinn with him for the weekend so I'm free to spend some time writing.

Could have had this posted months ago but I wanted to add a lot more detail. There were a lot of characters that I wanted to bring in. I have most of the next chapter written already too so you can look forward to that soon. The ending should happen in the next chapter.

Twilight Moon Beams

True Will

o0o

Harry dashed up the stairs and tried to open the door. Remembering he still had a key, Harry turned the lock. When he pushed the door open it looked so normal. Like Malfoy was going to strut into the room at any moment.

He knealed down in front of the fireplace to floo call the auror office first. He reported a break-in at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, and a possible kidnapping. They promised to send some aurors over straight away. Next, he floo called Ron. He knew that Ron had never been Malfoy's biggest fan but he could be a big help in getting him back. If anything else he could comfort his brother.

Throwing a handful of floo powder into the flames, they turned green to show that it worked. Harry stuck his head in and waited for his friend's living room to appear. "Ron!" He could hear the sound of approaching footsteps.

"What'd you want?" Ron grumbled groggily. It seems he had been taking the opportunity to sleep in on the weekend.

"I need you over here right now," Harry said anxiously. "Draco's been kidnapped."

Fighting through the morning fog to understand. Did he hear right? "Malfoy's been kidnapped?" Ron asked for clarification.

"Yes. Just get over here." Harry ended the floo call suddenly so that Ron could come through. Harry collapsed into a chair as he waited. Feeling something under his behind, he pulled the item out from underneath him. It turned out the knitted cap he had given Malfoy all those weeks ago. "Fuck," Harry swore as he felt his eyes watering.

Not long after, Ron stepped through the floo with Hermione close on his heels. He had a feeling their friend was going to need both their support. When he caught the sight of Harry hunched over in a high back chair with shaking shoulders, they both shared a look. This was worse than they thought. Harry must actually really like Malfoy if his kidnapping could bring him to tears.

"Mate, you ok?" Ron asked the hunched over figure.

Harry tried to wipe at his eyes before they noticed he had been crying. "Fine, just worried" He croaked as he tried to get himself together. He was no use to Draco if he was a crying mess.

"Oh, Harry," Hermione said fondly. She walked over and gathered him in her arms. Harry felt his eyes watering again. "I know you care deeply for Malfoy. We'll get him back."

Now that Harry wasn't hunched over anymore, Ron realized he was holding something to his chest. "Is that one of my mum's caps?" The wool was clutched to his friend's chest like it was a precious item.

"Yeah." Harry nodded sheepishly. "I gave it to Malfoy so that he could hide his hair. He was getting harassed when he left the shop." He rolled the wool between his fingers.

"If we're going to get Malfoy back, we're going to need all the facts. So what happened?" Ron had a feeling like he was going to have to take the lead on the case. Harry was too emotionally involved.

"I'll just have to repeat what George told me, because I didn't know any of this till it happened." Harry sighed with exasperation. "He was abducted by Badrik who runs the Sphinxes' Puzzle in Knockturn Alley."

"The Brothel?" Ron knew as well as the next auror what went down in that place. He also knew that they were supposed to let things slide since the Sphinxes' Puzzle was under some ministry member's protection. "That could complicate things."

"I know right," Harry grumbled. It didn't matter if they knew where Draco was if they couldn't get a warrant to go get him.

"Why'd they go through all the trouble just for Malfoy?" Ron questioned out loud.

"Why do you think? They wanted him as a worker." Harry snapped with annoyance.

"What I mean is, there was a string of down on their luck wizards to pick from." Ron explained. "It is more trouble to keep a reluctant employee prisoner."

"The way George explained the situation, Badrik wanted to Draco to get back at his father. "Harry shrugged. "It was more a revenge thing. It doesn't hurt that Draco isn't hard to look at."

"Even I can admit that Malfoy is attractive." Hermione rolled her eyes at her boyfriends pained expression.

"What does any of this have to do with his father?" Ron asked curiously to change the subject away from Malfoy's good looks.

"So that someone can say that they'd fucked Lucius Malfoy's son and that he can't do anything from Azkaban," Harry expanded.

"Why do you think they acted now? Kidnapping someone is a big risk of drawing attention to you." Hermione questioned. "From what you said, they had already known where Malfoy was for a few weeks."

"I think Badrik has an offer that was going to expire soon." Harry contemplated what could have pushed their hand. "Something that was enough money that it was worth the risk."

"We'll have to act fast then." Hermione realized they were under a time crunch.

"It isn't that simple. Before we can even get on the premises, we'll need proof it was actually Badrik." Ron pointed out. They had to follow proper procedure now that they were aurors they weren't able to just jump into action.

"Evidence…" Harry's head shot up in realization. "The cameras." He smiled as he jumped up from his spot.

"What?" Ron asked confused.

Hermione nodded in instant understanding. "I suggested George install muggle security camera's to catch pickpockets. There is actual video evidence."

Dashing out of the room, Harry ran down the stairs. Ron and Hermione were on his heels. He could see George just greeting the aurors that had just arrived. He slide to a stop beside the jokester. The aurors gave him a confused look. Harry had to stop to catch his breath.

"Harry?" George questioned.

"You leave the cameras on all the time, right?" Harry asked the jokester intently.

"Yes," George replied with confusion at first. "Right." He brightened turning on his heel to head into his office. Signaling with his hand for them to follow him.

Sitting down on his desk chair, George turned on the computer screen as everyone gathered around him. He clicked on a file bringing up a list of ten-minute time frames. Scrolling down, George selected the time frame between midnight and four in the morning. He doubted Badrik would break in while Diagon alley was still busy. Fast forwarding through the footage until he saw movement in the shop.

"Stop, there." Harry leaned over his shoulder and pointed at the screen.

George pressed play so it was back to normal speed. They could see that Draco left his room with some tea in his hand around 3: 20 am. He wondered down the stairs and went into the workroom at the back. Probably to get some work done because he couldn't sleep.

"What is this?" One of the aurors asked in amazement.

"Muggle technology," Hermione answered proudly, as she watched the screen avidly.

"Fast forward again," Harry requested. George complied, timing the speed by ten. It was another hour until the front door of the shop was blown in. Badrik and his goon stepped through the broken doorway. In another camera view you could see Malfoy run out of the workshop to see what had happened, and then retreat back inside.

Badrik must have caught the movement out of the corner with his eyes and sent the goon to get Malfoy. Smoke could be seen slipping out of the work room. They guess that was when the cauldron was tipped over. The goon emerged with the body of the unconscious blond over his shoulder. Now that they had what they came for, the two left the shop.

George paused the footage. "That enough evidence to get a warrant?" He asked as he looked back at the aurors.

Kingsley straightened up. "I'll get on it straight away." He left to floo back to the ministry, to procure a judge to issue a warrant.

o0o

Draco woke slowly. The room spun as he looked around. As far as he could tell he was on an unfamiliar bed that had garish red sheets. Draco was confused where he was. It wasn't until he tried to get up that he realized that his hands and feet were tied together.

What happened the night before came crashing back. It appeared that he had been abducted in the middle of the night. He tried to pull his hands apart to see how strong his bonds were. His head whipped around when the door clicked open.

"Aww you're awake," Badrik smirked as he entered the room and closed the door behind him.

"George knows all about you." Draco snapped as he glared up at the man. He could never forget the man's face after their first meeting. "You'll have aurors on your doorstep in hours."

"I highly doubt that. One of the head aurors is enjoying the company of a little friend of yours as we speak." Badrik said with a smirk. For years, he had offered discounts to ministry members for their services. In return, they looked the other way.

"Friend?" Draco asked with a furrowed brow.

"One of your classmates fell on harder times than you and walked right into my clutches," Badrik smirked as he clutched his fist.

Draco hoped it wasn't who he thought it was. "Pansy?" He hadn't seen or heard from her since the end of the war. He thought she had fled the country like everyone else.

"Yes, young Miss Parkinson. She's become quite popular with some of our regulars." Badrik smirked at the blond. Taking pleasure in his reaction.

"It's not like my friends don't know where I am. They will come for me and Pansy will be free." Draco warned the man. "You might as well release me now before the law comes reigning down on you."

"I won't fall for your Slytherin charms." Badrik shook a finger at the blond. "And it Doesn't matter because they won't be able to find you."

"What do you mean?" Draco asked with apprehension.

"You think I'd be stupid enough to put you in one of the rooms of the brothel." Badrik leaned into the boys personal space. "I'll leave you alone to think about that." He left the room with the lock clicking behind him.

Draco paled at the new information. He guessed he would just have to count on Potter's dumb luck to find him.

o0o

George had closed the shop down for the day claiming that there had been a break in. Which there had been though it wasn't merchandise that had been stolen. The front windows had been covered so no one could peak inside and see all the auror activity that wouldn't be needed for a simple robbery.

So it confused him when there was a series sharp of knocks on the front door. George walked over and unlatched the door. "The shop is closed today…" George started to say as he opened the door but then he realized who was standing there. "Mum, what are you doing here?"

"You don't think word of such a big event wouldn't reach me," Molly shook her head as she pushed her way into the shop. "I'm here to comfort my son. I know you have grown very close to the Malfoy boy." She patted him on the cheek.

"How do you even know about that?" George asked surprised his mother already knew the real story of what had happened.

"A mother has her ways." Mrs. Weasley replied mysteriously though George suspected that Ron had floo called her. "Mum, I don't think there is anything you can do to make it better right now." George sighed with exasperation.

"I brought cakes and cookies," Molly Weasley held up a large plate covered in a variety of different pastries. "After all the hard work you have all been doing, I figure you guys could use a snack." Almost immediately she was surrounded by aurors. She slapped the grabbing hands away and then offered first choice to her son.

George decided to let his mother fuss over him for a bit. Truthfully he was upset by Draco's kidnapping. His mother's cookies always made him feel better. He took a few since he knew there wouldn't be seconds. He bit into a cookie.

"Oh you poor dear," Mrs. Weasley shook her head before shuffling around the room to dish the rest of the pastries out. It took her a while to make her way up stairs because everyone she passed stopped her so that they could take a pastry. She pushed open the door to the apartment. "There you are."

"Mrs. Weasley," Harry smiled at the sight of his practically adoptive mother. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh you sound just like George," Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes. Holding up the much lighter plate. "I brought some pastries that may cheer some people up."

"Did you say pastries?" Almost immediently, Ron was across the room. He looked down at the half a dozen still there. "Why, there is hardly anything left."

"Oh stop complaining." Mrs. Weasley stuffed a cookie into her sons mouth to shut him up. She walked over to the couch where Harry and Hermoine were sitting. "Would you dears like a cookie."

"Maybe one," Hermione said as she plucked a simple chocolate chip cookie from the plate.

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley," Harry said polightly as he took one.

"Have you made any progress?"Mrs. Weasley asked. "It's just awful what happened to the Malfoy boy."

"We have enough evidence to get a search warrant," Harry replied "All we can do is wait."

o0o

It had been a few hours that Draco had been left alone. After struggling to escape his bonds for an extended period of time, he gave up from exhaustion. It was practically impossible to undo magic without a wand. Unless he suddenly developed wandless magic; which was very unlikely. Unless you're Potter, who's dumb luck would work in his favor some how.

The door suddenly opened revealing Badrik who was carrying a tray of food. "I couldn't let you starve now could I."

It wasn't until food was mentioned that Draco realized how hungry he actually was. "I'm surprised you put any thought to my well being."

"You're much too valuable for that carelessness." Badrik said as he placed the food in front of him.

"How am I supposed to eat tied up like this." Draco held up his hands to remind him of his situation. With a wave of Badrik's wand the bonds on his hands were released. Hopefully Badrik would forget to reaply them before he left. He dug into the food with gusto that wasn't permitted from his proper upbringing.

I have quite a few customers lined up for you already my pretty." Badrik exclaimed with a smirk as he watched the boy eat. At one of the busy nights at the restaurant he had mentioned his run in with the Malfoy heir. Many rich patrons had mentioned their interest in getting their hands on the boy.

"How do you think you're going to get me to cooperate?" Draco asked surly. "I'll more than likely bite off their dick than suck it. I doubt that would agree with your customers."

"Oh, I have my ways." Badrik pulled out a very familiar bottle out of his robe pocket. He uncorked the pink potion and took a sniff. "Twilight Moonbeams. Brewed it yourself didn't you." He laughed patronizingly.

"It isn't strong enough," Draco claimed knowing it was the truth. "It's only an infatuation potion. I still have my true will." There was no way that the potion would be strong enough to make him forget himself to be able to have sex with random men.

"That was before I tweaked it a bit," Badrik smirked as he looked down at the boy. "I added a few of my own ingredients. Red rose petals for example."

Draco paled. Having the potion not include that one crucial ingredient was what had made it legal to sell in the first place. Since it wasn't included in the original brewing the effects weren't as strong. When you added red rose petals it became a strong love potion that would give you intense longing for an individual for a short amount of time.

This was not good.

o0o

There was a light knock on the apartment door. Harry figured it must be one of the aurors because anyone else would've just walked in. "Come in."

"Excuse me Mr. Potter, there's a women here to see you." A young auror informed him. Even though Harry was younger than all of the aurors, they all treated him like he was a seniour member.

"Did they give there name?" Harry asked inquiringly. Hermione and Ron looked up curiously from the sheets of parchment they had been forming plans on.

"I believe she said her last name was Tonks." The auror answered with a furrowed brow.

"I know exactly who that is."Harry got up to make his way down to the main floor. The shop was swimming with activity still, though they would probably soon all go home for the evening soon to get rest. He pushed through the crowd to greet the older women. "Andromeda, what are you doing here?"

"I'm the boys closest living relative in Britain." Andromeda answered trightly. "They always contact the family of the victim."

"I see," Harry nodded in understanding. He often forgot that Andromeda and Draco were related. "I guess you've been filled in on what happned then?"

"Yes I have." Andoeda nodded with a pursed look. " I wasn't happy to have my relaxing weekend disturbed by two aurors turning up on my doorstep." She bounced her grandson on her hip.

Harry was susprised to see that she had Teddy with her. "I assure you we all wish this didn't happen. It should be resolved hopefully by tomorrow."

"I'm sure." Andromeda handed Teddy over to his godfather. She could see that the boy was running himself regade over the Malfoy boy's disappearance.

Harry happily took possession of Teddy. He hadn't had much time for his god son recently. There had been other things on his mind.

They had hardly been standing there for a few minutes when the door was suddenly pushed open again. The perpratraitor had their hood up so they couldn't see their identity. When the hood was lowered though, Harry felt his body tense up. Narcissa Malfoy who was supposed to by living in France had just walked in.

Mrs. Malfoy looked just as refined in her travel robes as she would in the finest dress robes. It was all in the way she held herself. "I want to hear all about why my son has been taken and where." She demanded immediently to the whole shop.

Handing Teddy back to his grandmother, Harry stepped up to take the reigns. "Mrs. Malfoy, how'd you know Draco was missing?" They had decided not to contact the mother until they knew what the rescue plan actually was.

"I floo called her." Andromeda confessed as she bounced the child in her arms. "We may not be close, but as another mother, I would want to know when my child was in trouble."

"Yes, thank you Andromeda for being considerate. " Narcissa nodded at her estranged sister. It had come as a great surprise to see the head of her sister in her fireplace. As soon as she heard why, Narcissa had gone to the French ministry to purchase a portkey back to England. "Well?"Narcissa said impatiently.

"If you come up stairs I'll explain everything in private." Harry gestured for the two women to follow him.

.0.

It took a while but Harry had laid out all the facts. "I'm just going to check to see if there has been any progress." He made excuse to give the two a chance to talk alone. From the other side of the room, Harry watched as Andromeda approached Mrs. Malfoy. Hopefully they could settle their differences. It had been months since the end of the war now and time had healed old wounds for some.

"You reached out to me when the war ended," Andromeda sighed with acknowledgment. "I wasn't ready then. It had been too soon after the death of my daughter."

"I completely understand," Narcissa nodded. "No more needs to be said on the matter." They sat together in silence for a while. She looked at the young child who had been orphaned so young. "Can I hold him?"

Narcissa cradled the young child in her arms. She brushed the child's nose with her finger and made him giggle. "I remember when Draco was this young." Her only child had been taken somewhere against his will, and she would do everything in her power to get him back.

…

It was already late in the evening when Kingsley returned. He could tell that everyone was ready to move out at a moments notice. "I don't think we'll receive the warrant until near morning," Kingsley warned the group. "I suggest that everyone go home and get some rest. If you stay here you're in for a long night of waiting." All the aurors started heading out as soon as they got permission.

Harry broded since that meant Draco had to spend more time in captivity. Anything could happen in that amount of time. Hermione rubbed his shoulder in comfort.

"I better get Teddy home," Andromeda collected her sleeping grandson. "Would you like to come back to my house?" She asked her sister tepidly.

Narcissa looked surprised at the offer, "Thank you but I better stay here. This is the first place any new developments will be known."

"You can sleep in Draco's bed," Harry suggested."It doesn't seem like he'll be getting to use it tonight."

"That would be greatly appreciated. It was a long journey from France," Narcissa stood up. "Can you show me the way?"

Harry nodded and led her to the bedroom in the back. He opened the door and stood outside. "I'm sure you must be tired after your journey." Mrs. Malfoy walked into the room and looked around before turning around and looking at him intently.

"That, and I wanted to get you alone for a little chat, "Narcissa raised one eyebrow. "I'm sure you know what I'm referring to."

"I'm not quite sure what you're talking about." Harry shuffled his feet nervously in the doorway.

"Draco has been writing me letters over the past few months," Narcissa stated. "He has mentioned in great detail the progress of your relationship."

"How detailed exactly?" Harry asked apprehensively.

"Very detailed." Narcissa had always had a very close relationship with Draco. There were no secretes between them. They shared everything together. "I won't say that I approve of the way that you have been treating my son." She smirked at how pale the boy had gone.

"I have grown to care deeply for Draco over the past few months. We've worked out most of our issues and become friends." Harry started to gush defencively. He knew at the beginning they had their differences and he hadn't been the nicest.

"That has all been mentioned, but that isn't what I was refering to." Narcissa shook her head, making her silver blond hair flutter.

"You don't mean Draco wrote about..." Harry blushed deeply. He was sure that Malfoy wouldn't have mentioned their physical relationship.

"If you do not wish to take the next step and have a romantic relationship with my son, then you need to make that decision tonight. Before you retrieve him in the morning." Narcissa stared intently at Potter. "Goodnight." She dismissed the boy by closing the door in his face.

Harry stared shocked at the closed door.

...TBC