Ok we have a little time jump here, and there is not a lot of Voldie and Draco fatherly son action for a bit, but there will be, so bear with me, I am making this up as I go along.

Chapter 13 one step at a time.

Doran /Harry's POV

"DON'T YOU EVER, EVER DO THAT AGAIN. "Antonin yelled, throwing me in my cell, "DO YOU HEAR ME, THEY COULD HAVE HAD YOUR HEAD," he calmed down, "Swear, you will never do anything like that again." I say nothing. He picked me up by my vest, "SWEAR." I nod,

"Yes, yes." I say, shocked.

"PROMISE IT." He yelled, I am terrified he will crush me.
"I swear," I say. He pushed me on the ground, and calmed down staring at the wall.
"I am sorry I hurt you," he said, I look at me. He waved his wand and a mattress and blankets came. "Try to sleep Doran, the dark lord has granted me permission for you to learn to cook." He said, I look at him, I go to say something, but all he said was. "get changed, I don't want your nice clothes getting yucky." He said, I nod. And I change into some plain black robes, I stare at the chain.

"You don't need it, the dark lords word is law." Was all Antonin said, than he left,

"I'm sorry," I yell after him, he turned and said,

"I know you are Doran, try to rest." Antonin said sweetly, he gave me a small smile, and said, "try to get use to your name first, ok?" I nod, "promise?" I nod, he smiled. "That's all I can ask for." He said. He gave me a wink, and he actually left.

I lay on the mattress upset, this Antonin seemed to care about me, actually care… it was nice, he reminded me of Sirius actually… Sirius, oh how I miss him, I look at the wall, Sirius the escape artist, he should be here any day to bust me out.. After all he escaped from a prison in the middle of an ocean, with soul suckers as prison guards, I am sure it will take no more than a few days for him to bust me out of here!

I sit on my mattress and wait….

Frederic's POV

"All done?" my captor asked, I nod, glairing, "I want a verbal response, and unless you want to go back to square one, no nice room, no nice clothes, no bacon for breakfast I would make it a nice verbal response." I glare at him, but say gently.

"Yes," I said it with as little hatred as possible he smiled.

"Ahh manners that is good Freddie." I try not to glare at him, he has been kind to me, (through I hate to admit it) I ate well, my room, is a large four poster bed with enough clothes to sink a ship, the clothing is so expensive I feel like hawking it, and sending the money to Mum and Dad. He looked at me, I was no longer 'tied up' but allowed to do whatever I want. I was safe, well as safe as you're going to be with a death eater, 'taking care of you.' "You were good," he said, he sipped his morning coffee. I look at the remanets of bacon left on my plate, he smiles "not a single argument for the last 50 hours," he said, I nod,

"I care for my family." I mutter, he smiles,

"As do I, my elder brother practically raised me, he gave up a lot for me, he could have partied all night, and put me in a group home, but he didn't, I am not going to lie to you Frederic, the inherence we got, kept the bills paid. He served the dark lord, but I came first, it got him in trouble too." He closed his eyes and I look at him. In a new light… I guess.

"Then why do you do his bidding," I ask, his eyes are still closed.

"It is better to be the right hand of the devil than in his path," was all he said, he opened his eyes. "Now about your dismal OWLS results, you got 3." He said angry, "one in charms herbology, and defence against the dark arts." He said I nod, "you will repeat OWL level, for potions transfiguration, and any other subject you attempted, and NEWT level for the three classes you managed to pass!" He seemed mad, I swallow, if I am too repeat, he has to let me go.. I didn't know it would be this easy to escape.

"So I am returning to Hog.." I say, his eyes light up.

"HOW STUPID DO YOU THINK I AM, YOU ARE NEVER EVER RETURNING TO THAT MUGGLE LOVERS SCHOOL AGAIN, AS LONG AS HE IS HEADMASTER!" he calmed down, "the dark lord is setting up, 'pure blood friendly,' schools, in as little as a few months you will attend that school," he said calming down.

Great.. now more than ever I want to run away.

Three weeks later

Doran/ Harry's POV

He never came…

At first I didn't know why, but I guess he had no idea where I am, I wanted to escape but it was impossible. So I calmed down I had no other choice, and got use to my new life.

It's boring.

I was so bored, my life had actually fallen into a very boring routine, each morning a house elf gave me breakfast, normally porridge or toast or some unknown cereal, and I spent my days in my cell…. Bored, looking at the boring books Antonin gave me, not that I am not grateful. I care about him; he brings me books, clothes, extra food and every Tuesday, Friday and Saturday (at 4.26 exactly) We would go to the manors kitchens (Antonin said when I become their slave I can learn in the kitchen at his house, but in all truth I don't want to become there slave, I'd rather die) and he would teach me to cook. When I asked him about his obvious perfection of cooking, he shot me a glare, and told me to clean the kitchen top to bottom.

I haven't asked since.

But if it is a Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, or Saturday, (also at 4.26PM exactly) I would have to stay in my cell, and Antonin would teach me lessons… it reminded me of history of magic actually. Boring.

But every day at 7.30 PM, I would be marched to a certain bathroom, (which other death eaters use) and I would shower (after Antonin does a cleaning spell on the tub) use soap, shampoo and conditioner (that Antonin once again provides.) Than I would wear expensive clothes that Antonin gives me, (which must cost a fortune, and without a doubt one outfit is probably worth more than my whole trunk, if you add all of the outfits up, I am sure you will not be able to purchase my fire bolt, but the entire shop!)

Then I must be marched to a sitting room and kneel before Vodlermort and Malfoy, and they ask me two questions "What is your name" and "Who is your master." And every single time I answer.

"Harry"

And:

"I don't have one."

Then Antonin drags me back to my cell, for dinner (which he gives me, but if it is a Tuesday, Friday or Saturday, I am normally not hungry due to the fact that I eat most of what I cook.)

Than the routine starts again…

Today is a Wednesday, I was sitting on my mattress, Antonin fussing over my lack of neat handwriting, (I was supposed to be writing notes on his lecture) and I mean what is that going to help me when I am locked up all day! But he is stern about me studying… it reminds me of history of magic actually and we all know how interesting that is!

As I listen to him drawl on about ancient dark wizards

"No Doran which dark wizard is the strongest and powerful in the world." Antonin said I moan, not again!

"Ant, I know you know that I know what the answer is." I say, Antonin blinked once or twice.

"Doran that made NO sense," Antonin said, he folded his arms, he gave me a 'don't you give me crap' look, "now answer the question." I know he was angry now, I liked Antonin so I shot him a sad look Antonin sighted and patted my hair. "Dorry, can you tell me the answer?" he asked, I nod.

"Ok, I think the dark lord." I say, I said Voldermort once and tom riddle twice, let's just say I through my left buttock would never regain feeling.

"That is right Doran," Antonin said, he smiled at me, and he kissed my hair than an awful beep goes on his watch, I moan. It means only one thing it is time to meet my parents killer. He stood, and helped me up as we left my cell, he grabbed my hand and I hold it. At first I hated holding his hand. (I am not a baby!) But I have adjusted with it, like everything else.

As we enter the bathroom, he locked the door, but a cleaning spell on the tub and filled it, as I washed he sat on the toilet and starred at the wall (I have a tiny toilet and sink in my cell but no shower or bath tub.) I go into Antonins bag and pull out the soup, shampoo and conditioner, as I wash myself, I can't help but notice how sad he looked, I look at him, but he just smiled at me, and told me to hurry.

I look at my clothes, a silver long sleeve top, and a green vest, and black pants, and my shoes. I am lucky to have Antonin he not only gives me clothes, food, books, lessons (even through some are dull) he gives me company, friend ship a father…

"Antonin" I say, he looks at me. "Thank you for everything," I say, he smiles,

"I know your are grateful Doran, and fond of me." Was all he said, than we left.

The dark lords room, was the same, Malfoy was on his lap. They cuddled, gross..

"My lord," Antonin said, the dark lord smiled, and he nodded. Antonin left,

I knelled, "What is your name boy?" the murder asks, I had no control, it just slipped out.

"Doran." I say, at once I purse my mouth closed.. would they notice?

Draco POV

He jumped twelve feet, his father smiled, and said quickly, "Could you repeat that for me child?" Doran shook, he looked around probably wanting Antonin, but he said gently.

"My name is Doran sir." Doran said, I noticed the tone on the word sir, I smile at him, father looked at me.

"Draco please get Antonin." Father said, I nod. I poke my head outside the door, Antonin looks at me, and I say,
"Doran has just accepted his name, father requests you." I say Antonin smiles broadly and we go back in, father looked at me, he pulled me on his lap, I didn't mind, really… it was nice he cared so much about me, Doran was so worried.

Father asked me to get the case, in the cupboard, I passed it to father who walked to Doran and placed a rich collar with little diamonds stuttered around the side, "Who is your master," he asked Doran.

"I do not have one," the shocked boy said, I look at Doran, all father said was

"Baby steps Doran, you did well today. Do you like your new collar?" Father asked.

"Its, ok I guess." He managed, it was made out of the finest material, with expensive diamonds strutted around it. I look at him,
"It means that you belong to us," I say softly. Doran looked afraid, but Father said.

"It is ok," Antonin put his hand on Doran's shoulder, "Oh yes Antonin, you can take him back to his cell. I will see you tomorrow." Father said, than the pair left.

"Is this a step forward?" I ask, father nods. My father kissed my cheek,

"Yes, a large one, now return to your study room, I must go on a mission but I shall return." I nod, and my father hugged me.

Not many people can claim the dark lord hugged them.

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