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Summary of Part I

Draco squeezes himself in Hermione's otherwise quiet Yule break. They carry out a tentative friendship in school, whilst Harry and Draco exchange favours. Harry sort of gets Draco to swear a Wizards Oath pertaining to any plans for his demise. Harry keeps dating Parvati after their Yule Dance and makes it uncomfortable for all parties - actually just Draco. They're very anti PDA...but privately? Oh ho ho! Lastly, in the aftermath of the third task, Harry uses a portkey to Malfoy Manor. Wizarding Britain is now in panic. ACTION!

PART 2 - Prologue

Cissy

As soon as the wards alerted her of a presence Narcissa Druella Malfoy rushed down the foyer. Her son's safety at the forefront of her mind, by-passing the need to be dressed appropriately. Despite herself she gasped at the viscous liquid which was seeping across her marble flooring. The dark hair, a tell-tale sign that it was a stranger. An intruder in her foyer -seconds after Lucius had been summoned.

Had the Dark Lord ordered his death? For betrayal? Or some other dumb reason, his insanity perhaps? Or were Lucius and god forbid Draco already murdered...could this intrusion be explicit? Her killer?

Her wand was on him, curse on the tip of her tongue when his emerald eyes met hers. Another gasp escaped her throat.

What in the seven hells was the chosen one and her son's arch nemesis -if his letters were to be believed- doing bleeding out on her carpets? She opened her mouth to demand answers but he staggered on the ground, weakened from his blood loss and tasks from the Triwizard Tournament. Narcissa Druella Malfoy -née Black- found herself at a loss of what to do -now this was a first.

She ought to have finished him there. Her family would be forgiven, blessed, perhaps even climb higher in his ranks. Seeing as he had come back. Just as they feared he might. With another spell she flicked her wand, cleaning him and sending him to a bed.

What good would it bring?

The last decade and half had been the best years of their collective lives. The dark lord had lost sanity and was an uncontrolled psychopath. Their wealth and political influence ought to keep the Malfoys alive a little longer...

With a start, Narcissa realized she was ill-informed. She did not know what state, or how the Dark Lord had returned. Only that he had. Against all odds. She didn't even know how young Harry Potter had come across the portkey to carry him to her household. Lucius and her, had it especially made to transport Draco to safety. How had Harry Potter, of all people, come across it? If it meant her son was in danger...

Narcissa vowed to do anything to protect her family. So she would keep the boy-who-lived as a hostage. Yes. Until she had further answers.

For the sake of her family. For Draco to be able to hold relations, or friendship, with any person of his choice, status and blood notwithstanding.