Okay! I know it's been awhile since I have posted I am terrible sorry! I have been extremely busy and really trying to make sure that these chapters sound good. Thanks to the help of my Beta Mistrus ! I love you dearly! I am sure you will love this new chapter. After all it's only part 1. hehe.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! Only Nava Digory, the OC.

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Chapter 14

PART I

She soon lay in the middle of a green forest behind a tree. She could see Ron, Harry, and Hermione in the middle of a group of snatchers. "Dammit! Not this again!" She whispered as she was about to move but a hand covered her mouth. She tried to struggle against the person's hand but soon the familiar twisting feeling of apparation engulfed her. As soon as the squishing sensation disappeared she noticed that she was outside the Malfoy manor.

Nava stared at the white mansion in front of her. Malfoy manor.

She took in the building in front of her and realized what position she was still in. The warm pale hand of her captive was still covering her mouth. She drew in her surroundings. She had to distract him so she could reach for her wand. So with one quick movement she elbowed him in the stomach. As he doubled over in pain she whipped around from his grasp wither her wand in hand and aimed at him

Her eyes widened as the platinum blonde hair man stood up.

"What the bloody hell, Digory!" He exclaimed.

"Draco? Well why did have to bloody scare me for?" Nava's eyes narrowed as she raised her voice slightly.

"I was trying to make sure you didn't make any noise!" Draco was clenching his teeth as he spoke.

"Well bloody hell, next time warn me that its you!"

Draco glared at Nava and then eyed the manor once more.

"Why did you bring us here anyways?" Nava looked at him.

"It's where they will take Potter." His grey eyes darted all around the grounds.

Nava's eyes widened hoping for this to be some kind of joke.

"You're joking right?"

"No, Nava. Look, I don't want to be here either! I am not fond of my own home."

"And why is that?" she glared at him once more.

"I… that's none of your business." He stared ahead avoiding her gaze and looked at the house. "Now are we going to try and save the trio or not?"

"Well that depends, Do you know a way in?"

"I may."

"Well get to it then, like you said we don't have all day!"

Draco sneered at her and looked back at the manor.

Nava couldn't help herself; Draco could be a real prick sometimes.

Draco just looked over towards an open window and immediately pointed his wand towards it. "Accio Firebolt." Within the minute a broom came down out of the room. It hovered in front of them and then Draco hopped on. He turned his head towards her.

"Are you going to get on? Or just stand there?" He said cheekily.

Nava glared at him. "Don't start with me, Malfoy! I'll get on when I please!"

Draco raised his eyebrows at her reply. "And when will that be?"

Nava huffed and ignored his reply. She simply hopped onto the broom and wrapped her arms around his waist. As soon as her arms were wrapped around his waist she felt a surge of magic tingle through her body and give her a shiver. She could feel Draco twitch slightly at her touch but she didn't withdraw her hands. She wondered if he felt it too but without a moment's notice he pushed off the ground and they rose quickly. Soon enough they flew through the open window and the broom slowed down with ease.

As soon as the broom came to a complete stop they stood there for a few seconds in silence. The feeling of magic continued to echo through Nava's mind. What was that feeling? She had never felt it before.

"Ahem." The noise pierced through her thoughts and brought her back to reality. She then realized that she still had her arms around Draco and he hadn't moved off the broom but simply interrupted her thought. "Are you going to let go of me so I can get off?" He didn't even bother to turn around towards her.

She rolled her eyes and quickly let her arms fall to her sides. As she separated herself from him, she could feel the feeling disappear. She quickly pushed herself off of the broom and quietly walked a few feet away from him. She didn't bother to look at him as he too hopped off of the broom. She put her attention towards the room they were in. It must have been his room because it was decorated in Slytherin colors, green and silver. It was quite elegant for a boy his age but Nava never questioned it. She figured he had very high taste considering all the money his family had.

From the corner of her eyes she could see Draco leaning the broom against his bedpost and hesitantly looking around the room as well. She sighed, she felt bad for him since he was away from his family.

Clunk. Clunk.

The sudden sound made Nava and Draco stare at the door with anticipation. She swore she heard a noise and she was sure Draco did too. She looked over at Draco who was already armed with his wand. He didn't bother to look at Nava, so she took action, quickly grabbing his arm and dragging him towards a nearby closet door. With one swift movement she pushed the door open and pulled him inside. She quickly closed the door behind them and locked it with a flick of her wand. Nava hid in the corner with her wand in her hand just hoping that whomever the footsteps belonged to didn't come looking in the room. She looked at Draco as he did the same on the other side of the closet armed but with no fear across his eyes.

Clunk. Clunk.

The footsteps were getting closer. She slightly moved around in her position trying to make sure she was able to have aim on whoever came near. She could hear the opening of the main door of Draco's room and more footsteps were heard. She slowed her breathing down trying not to allow herself to be heard.

The footsteps stopped abruptly and no noise was heard. She swore she stopped breathing at that moment. All she could hear was the thumping of her heart slow and steady.

Thump, Thump. Thump, Thump.

The footsteps shuffled and they became distant and soon none were heard. She let out a sigh of relief as she wiped the sweat that perspired from her forehead. She lowered her wand slowly and began to stand up. That was a close call; she knew they got really lucky.

She looked at Draco who glanced at her as she walked towards the door. The shuffling of his feet against the wood signaled to her that he got up off the ground. Nava turned towards him to make sure he was up and turned the doorknob quickly but quietly. She walked out of the room and stopped in her tracks. Something wasn't right, nothing seemed right. She closed the door behind her, leaving Draco behind but before she could quickly scan the room for inconsistencies, she was pulled towards the side of the room and pinned against the wall with a wand at her throat.

The man had golden eyes and immediately Nava could tell he was a werewolf. She cringed as he turned her against the wall and bound her hands together. She stiffened as he whispered in her ear.

"Who are you hiding, huh? You have someone in there?"

His hot breath radiated against her ear and Nava wanted to scream out towards Draco to get out, but she didn't want to draw him any attention.

He pushed her harder against the wall most likely insisting that she answer.

"Who is in there?"

Nava bit her tongue from the pain and didn't respond.

A woman with curly black hair appeared at his side instantly. "Greyback, don't keep her all to yourself I am sure the Dark Lord will love to meet a blood traitor." She sneered with an evil laugh erupting in her throat.

He huffed and pulled her away from the wall and looked towards the closed closet door. He pushed Nava onto the ground and she fell with a thud. The hard wood was a bad impact on her head and made it throb. While Nava lay on the floor she could see Greyback point his wand towards the closet door and flick it. Immediately the door flew open.

Draco stood still in front of the doorframe with a shuffled look. Nava looked at him with wide eyes as he sneered at them. Bella sneered back at him and Greyback drew his wand up at him.

"Aunt Bella, Greyback, It's nice to be back home, now put your wand away and take me to my father." Draco was demanding and his expressionless face gave nothing away.

"Draco? Where have you been?" Bella looked at Draco with concern. Nava watched her with bizarreness. She went from being so cruel to concern for Draco. This woman was barmy.

"I was a captive. They were trying to get information from me, so I brought her here. Hoping that one of you buffoons would catch her and set me free." Both Bella and Greyback were eyeing him as to see if his story were even remotely true. "Well are you just going to stand there or are you going to get my wand back from her? I was disarmed when I escaped."

Nava furrowed her brows in confusion, back from her? What was he playing at; she never even took his wand.

Greyback reached into Nava's pocket and pulled out Draco's wand. He eyed it slightly and slowly handed it back to him.

Draco grabbed his wand from Greyback's hands and straightened his robes. Nava looked up at him trying to see if he was joking, he didn't use her. Did he?

Greyback grabbed Nava from her neck and lifted her off of the floor. He aimed his wand at her throat and leaned her head back. Nava looked at Draco but he didn't even flinch.

"Bella, grab Draco and take him to Lucius, this one is all mine!"

"Greyback, I said we have to take her to the Dark Lord!" Bella sneered and stared him down.

"Fine, but I want to do the honors of breaking her down." He pushed Nava forward with the tip of his wand as Draco and Bella walked ahead.

Draco and Bella reached the drawing room of the Malfoy Manor. Nava slowed her pace down when she noticed Draco had reached the bottom. Greyback grunted and pushed Nava forward down the stairs. She turned her head slightly and sneered at him and then turned her attention to where they were. The room was extravagant but very dark at the same time. She could hear distant voices from the room ahead and as she got closer they became louder.

"Draco, darling your home!" Draco's mother embraced him.

They continued to talk in a whisper and then Draco's voice was heard loud again.

"I was captured by her, Father! She disarmed me!" Draco pointed towards Nava who stopped in her tracks. All of them stared at her with disgust and hatred. All Nava could do was stare at Draco. He was pinning everything on her. She didn't budge as the werewolf tried to push her with the tip of his wand.

"I said move!" Greyback pushed her forwards and she tripped on the stairs making her land on her back against the marble floors. She cringed in pain as the shock of the hard floors traveled down her spine.

Bella and Greyback laughed and looked down at her. Nava stiffened; she hated this feeling of mocking and hatred. She really thought Draco was different. The feeling that she got when she touched him reminisced in her mind. That had to mean something. She recalled feeling it once before, in the hotel room the night she came for him.

She turned her head towards Draco's direction. Nothing. No sign of pity or remorse.

"You let her capture you? You are supposed to be a Malfoy! And Malfoy's are not weak!" Draco's father boomed out. His hand raised and a loud slap echoed through the room as he slapped him across the face.

Draco immediately placed his hand on the cheek he hit but said nothing. He took the pain and didn't try to talk back.

He glanced up at his father slowly. His mother winced and held a hand towards her son but Mr. Malfoy stared her down. Lucius's attention drifted back towards Nava who was still on the ground.

"Bind her to the chair in the corner of the room till I figure out what to do about her."

Greyback nodded and did as Lucius told him. Nava clenched her teeth and he pulled her hair to lift her off of the ground.

"I can get up by myself!" She pulled herself away from his grasp. Greyback growled in reply and shoved her towards the chair. She couldn't look at Draco any longer. This was too much for her, so much betrayal. At this point, she could almost feel her hope drifting away from herself as she walked closer towards the chair.

He pushed her down and bound her instantly. Immediately she could feel her arm and leg muscles tense and the inability to move overcame her. She just stared straight ahead of her without any emotion.

A knock came to the door and Bellatrix went to open it. Nava didn't bother looking; she figured it was another form of punishment for her. She stared at the wall in front of her while slowly counting every crack the each tile.

Faintly she could over hear their conversations as more footsteps were heard.

"Lucius, they say they have Potter." Bella's voice rang out with laughter.

Nava's eye's widened and looked their way. There stood Hermione, Ron and a fat faced Harry Potter. Nava looked around trying to find some kind of way out. She promised to protect him. She almost forgot about her mission. If she weren't bound, she would be able to get out of this mess and to help them, as she should have.

"Draco, Come here!" Bella sneered at him and Draco hesitantly walked over.

"Is this Harry Potter?" She looked at him, her eyes wide like she had gotten a valuable gift.

"I dunno, may… maybe?" He was stuttering.

Nava tilted her head. Draco. Stuttering? This just didn't add up. She stared at the scene that was unraveling around them.

"Maybe? Is it him yes or no?" Bellatrix was getting excited and wanted a certain answer.

"I dunno!" He yelled out trying to keep his composure.

Lucius walked forward and eyed Harry. "It is the boy."

Then Bellatrix walked over towards Hermione, "The mudblood, keep her here for me I would like to teach her a lesson or two." She laughed evilly.

Ron had tried to say something but instead got punched in the face by the snatcher and fell towards the ground in pain. The scene was unraveling quickly and both Harry and Ron were led to the dungeon. Nava was trying to figure out how to fix the situation. Everything was happening so fast. She was supposed to protect them. She was supposed to make sure that this situation didn't happened.

Hermione was in the center of all the Death Eaters and she couldn't bear to see what would they do. The black curly haired woman stood in front of her with hungry eyes towards Hermione. Nava shuddered.

Bellatrix had spotted the Sword of Gryffindor in the snatchers possession and immediately asked for it. When they didn't comply she shot curses at them and they all fell towards the ground. Once she had it in her possession, she looked towards Hermione with hatred. She pulled out her wand and began to torture her.

Nava winced as she heard Hermione's piercing scream echo through the room.

Nava looked towards Draco. He was backing up away from the scene. He glanced at Nava before looking back towards his mother. Nava needed help. She needed him.

~Draco POV~

Slap.

The sound of his father's hand against his cheek echoed through the room. Hate. He hated this house, the memories it brought, in fact he hated it all. He grabbed at his cheek with his hand but said nothing. It would only cause his father to get angrier. He knew what it would be like coming back. Weakness was not an option for a Malfoy. As far as he knew his father had none or at least never showed them. The only person his father ever feared was the Dark Lord. He was the only person who ever had control over his father.

The only reason his father kept him in the family was because he was the only heir. He never cared, never tried to get to know his own son. He only cared about power and wealth. He slowly looked up towards his father, staring him in the eyes. He wasn't going to back down.

His mother tried to reach to comfort him but his father refused her.

His mother was the only person he knew that cared for him unconditionally. She was the only person that he allowed himself to care for. His mother meant the world to him. That's why he left the family in the first place because if he came back, they would all die. If he didn't at least they had a reason to say they didn't know.

He glanced towards Nava. Her hands were bound behind her back and she lay on the floor. She looked dazed. He cringed inwardly. He couldn't figure out why he cared about her. Why he even had ran after her that day or why he even needed her.

She cared about him though, as his mother cared for him as well. All that time when he was alone and thought that nothing could save him. She did. She walked up to him when no one else dared. She stood up and told him what he was and who he was becoming. She taught him that the right way was always an option.

When they got here, he wasn't sure how it would play out. How exactly they would get through unnoticed. It was only a coincidence that his bedroom window was open. They only had a slim chance of getting in without being noticed, without setting off any of the wards. But when she hopped onto this broom and wrapped her slender arms around him.

He swore what he felt didn't seem real. It was like a surge of electricity flew up his spine. Just remembering the feeling made him wonder. The only other time he felt that was when they were in bed, but he figured it was only because of the pleasure.

Did he care for her? More than his own family?

He looked up at his mother then back to his father. No matter what happened tonight, he wasn't going to let her down. She already probably thought that he had betrayed her just so he could get back to the dark side. He sneered, as he looked the other way. He didn't want to be on this side. He hated this side, hated the cold dark feeling. He was Slytherin, a Malfoy, a pureblood but he wanted nothing to do with this side. He didn't want war, he just wanted to be free of all of this pain that he carried for so long.

The knock on the door was out of the blue. He looked back towards Nava, whose eyes were on the wall ahead of her. She looked beaten and broken. He shivered as the feeling of guilt ran through him. He looked back towards the door as his name was called.

"Draco, Come here!" Bella sneered at him and Draco hesitantly walked over with pride.

"Is this Harry Potter?"

Draco's eyes scanned over them. Yes, it was the golden trio. He knew it was after all. They were captured only a few minutes ago by the snatchers. He looked at them in the eyes and looked at Potter. If he did tell them it was them, they would take him to the Dark Lord immediately and the war would be over and lost. The dark would prevail over the light and he couldn't allow that to happen.

"I dunno, may… maybe?" He was stuttering. Shit. He tried to pull his composure together. Stuttering would give him away. A sign of weakness and in front of his father he couldn't show that.

"Maybe? Is it him yes or no?" Bellatrix was getting excited and wanted a certain answer.

"I dunno!" He yelled out trying to keep his composure. He didn't like being pressured by his Aunt Bellatrix. He hated her. Her snarky remarks and her horrid matted hair. He stood his ground and stared her down.

His father walked forward beside him and looked at Potter. "It is the boy." He glanced towards Draco but made no attempt to punish him for his inability to recognize him. He walked backwards towards his mother's side.

Then that's when the torture started, the cries of Granger getting hit by Aunt Bellatrix's Crucio. He winced slightly and looked towards Nava. He was backing away from the scene. He hated torture and this was part of it. Her hazel eyes glared at them with both hate and hope.

He hated it. All the hope she had in him. It was almost too much to bear but it made him want to try and make it come true. He looked back over towards Granger while Bellatrix began to write Mudblood on her arm. He winced once more. He needed a distraction. One simple distraction just to get to Nava and unbind her so she could get her wand.

Just on cue Potter and Weasley walked out of the dungeon area aiming their wands at them. Draco froze and looked at Nava. She was staring at them with wide eyes. As they were distracted he lifted his wand slightly by his side and whispered the spell to unbind Nava. It hit directly and he could see the relief expression on her face.

This was it. There was no turning back to his family now. It was light or dark and his decision wasn't going to be an easy one.

End Notes: CLIFFIE! :D Well don't you just love me now? :P

Be patient my dear readers. Be patient. Everything has an explanation.

R&R