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Harry was in a corridor walking down it until he turned into a room barely getting inside the door before it was blasted shut behind him. "What did you think huh? Did you really think Draconis that I wasn't keeping tabs on you? I am always in the know. I know that you were only second in your whole year and if that weren't bad enough I can't even say it was because of Harry Potter. That at least would be an excuse but a muggleborn witch is not. Crucio!" he said pointing his wand in Harry's direction as he began thrashing about on the floor in agony.
"Father please…please stop! I'll try to do better I swear!" he said sounding devastated and as though life had no meaning.
"Were I the dark lord Draconis I would make you beg for death. As it were you my son and I do not wish you to beg me for death. Why is it you must always make me do this to you? I don't enjoy this but it's all your fault. If you'd only beaten that muggleborn scumbag we wouldn't need to always be here every damn holiday. STOP PUSHING ME TO HURT YOU ALL THE DAMN TIME YOU NITWIT! Get up right now and leave my sight. I don't even want to look at you!" snapped Lucius as he tried to scramble to stand unsuccessfully literally being kicked out the door. Harry jolted awake beads of sweat running down his face, his heart racing and Draco in the doorway looking at him nervously.
"Harry you had a bad dream you were screaming a lot. I couldn't much sleep myself. Would you like to talk about it?" he asked as Harry had the good sense to look mortified.
"Why was he so awful Draco? Why was your father so awful? I saw it. The crucio I could feel it on …on my skin!" he said as he burst into gut wrenching sobs. He was inconsolable as Draco watched him for the first time seeing the real Harry Potter and realising his nightmare had been about his own life.
"To be honest Harry I don't know why he was like that. I only know that he said it was my own fault every time. I was starting to believe him until I saw that he had the problem and not me" he said calmly as though he'd resigned himself to the fact that these things would just happen to him.
"Nothing like that should ever happen to anyone even you. What about your mother? Did she not care at all?" he asked now sounding mildly outraged through his tears.
"Well there was not much she could do. If she did anything he beat her and so I told her to not intervene to save herself. I may severely resent them both but I couldn't let her be beaten even if she stopped trying to stop him when I was a child. It was always something. No matter what I did. I was always told that no matter where I go people will want to be my friend and do everything I ever tell them to because of who I am alone. To be honest first year was rather hellish for me. I discovered no one gave a fuck who I was or indeed who he was. Everyone even those in Slytherin laughed at me when I said it to them" he responded as Harry's features hardened.
"Suffice it to say I had to be healed at the bank yesterday and while it was hellish and hurt like a bitch I am healthier now then I've ever been. Would you consider the test?" he asked a shocked Draco who then burst into tears completely.
"Oh my life is such a mess. I mean things at home are hell. I come here in the hopes of sanctuary and get some care in the least likely place. I have access to my own account at Gringotts which always had more then enough money that none of my parents could access. That was my grandfathers dying wish and it was done. I will be able to survive well without a job if I so choose. I will take the test!" he said determined to accept the first piece of help he'd ever been given.
Harry called Dobby who escorted Draco to the bank for the test who informed the goblins no one must know he was there. For a price of course they agreed to keep his visit secret. He was taken to the healing chamber shocked to find a shower. If he thought he'd find anything here a shower wasn't it.
"I'm afraid I'm at a loss as to what I should do now" he said uncertainly.
"Get naked and enter the shower which will heal you. After one hour or less depending on the damage you will be out of the shower and will need three or four hours of rest here. After that you should be free to go Mr Malfoy" they said smiling at him.
"Please take a blood sample and do an inheritance test. My life and situation has changed recently and I'd like to know if I inherit anything from anywhere else" he said as his blood was carefully taken. He got naked and stepped into the shower screaming his head off until he passed out. The pain was worse then anything his father had ever done to him. The blood which had been taken had been used to verify his identity, do an inheritance test and check for blocks on him which he didn't have thankfully. With the inheritance test complete and one and a half hours later he was in the recovery room sleeping. He had grown a whole inch in height and instead of looking pale his skin had more colour in it. I guess this is what he would have looked like had he only lived an non abusive life. In a few hours he was awake. It was three in the morning.
"Mr Malfoy you have gained one inch in height. You are now six ft even in height. Please put on your clothes and join me in my office over here when you're ready we need to discuss your inheritance!" he said as Draco got out of bed and redressed for the first time in his life seeing hope on the horizon. He entered the office and sat down.
"Mr Malfoy your father has left clear instructions that you are to be married to Miss Pansy Parkinson on your seventeenth birthday. What do you say about it?" he asked shocking Draco.
"I…I can't marry her sir!" he said nervously.
"Why ever not?" he asked him.
"Because number one Pansy is ugly as hell and number two I am gay I think. Well I'm not totally sure about that one but still. Is there no way to escape this? I don't want to have to marry her. You have to help me please!" he said feeling that hope from earlier begin to dwindle slightly.
"Yes we have options but they are not options you might like. We will talk about your inheritance test first and then get to this matter" said the Goblin pausing to take a drink of water and then continuing.
"As you can see you inherited from two families those being Warrens and Draven. The Warrens family vault you inherited has fifty million galleons in it and Draven family vault has two hundred million in it. You are far from poor. You have inherited Draven and Warrens manor. Now back to your other problem. You could give up your Malfoy name and that way you wouldn't have to marry Miss Parkinson. Now hear me out as you wouldn't be nameless either you would just take the surname of one of your inherited houses. What do you say?" the Goblin asked a stunned Draco.
"If I do agree to do this what happens to Draco Malfoy?" he asked as the Goblin looked shocked.
"Well the way I see it we have two choices. He can either die on public record or simply disappear" he said as Draco thought about those options.
"I have made my choice. I want to transfer all I have in my Malfoy account into a new account under the Warrens surname. You can take any fee out of that you like and I want you to tell everyone who asks that I came in here with a foreign floo ticket to go to France and cleared out my account informing you I would never be back. Can you do this?" he asked the surprised goblin.
"I had not thought of this. So I will do as you have asked. I will need some of your blood now to make the transformation of Draco Malfoy to Draco Warrens. You are hereby emancipated and may practice magic without the trace on you. I would advise studying wherever it is you are going to obtain good grades so you may find employment later if it is your wish to do so. I will take five thousand galleons from you as making the correct and 'legal' documentation will take time. I will message you at your residence when we are done. You may return home. I will call your elf friend to deliver the message!" he said as Dobby returned and took Draco home. He arrived home to find Harry nursing a hot chocolate and reading a copy of the daily prophet. He'd been mentioned in it.
They had said he'd bailed on them because people refused to believe Voldemort was back and had essentially said good riddance to him. They didn't need him anyway and he'd only look more foolish for leaving when there was no threat to be found.
"Harry I've changed my name and Draco Malfoy cleared out his bank account and went to France to get away from everything. He told those in the bank that he'd never return ever again. Say hello to Draco Warrens!" he said as Harry smiled at him.
"This is good news. I am just happy….uh happy you're uh safe" he said unsteadily blushing hard. He couldn't look Draco in the eye without feeling weird. He'd always known he was gay. He'd just known but he'd forced himself to date other girls to make absolutely sure. It had seemed sensible at the time but it didn't look sensible now when he obviously knew he was gay.
"Draco funny as this question sounds it must be asked. How open minded are you?" he asked as Draco jumped.
"I've seen and been through a lot of things. Is it fair to say nothing much would surprise me?" he asked as Harry giggled. Wait what? Where did that come from? He'd never giggled before he didn't think; well there was that one time with Seamus.
"I think this will. I have come to a realisation about myself and I feel it's only fair that you should know about it. If it changes your view of me then there's nothing I can do about that. I dated many girls in my life but to be honest it never felt right and I was forcing the issue which is only worse yet again. I have come to accept that I am gay and always will be. Can you be ok with that?" he said as Draco's face paled.
"I'm not too sure I can. I am still trying to figure out what the fuck I am myself. Why would you tell me this when it would only add my own confusion. I think you're hot but I don't know what that means for me. I think I love boobs. Ugh I just don't know anymore!" he said crying and running to his room which he locked. Harry sat there looking confused as all hell. Did Draco like him or not? He had said he was hot but that meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. He could think he looked hot and still be straight right? In his room Draco sobbed tears into his pillow. Just what the fuck was he?
For the first time ever he was being forced to really, really take a deep look at himself and he wasn't liking what he was seeing. He obviously never wanted to marry Pansy but did that make him gay? I mean she was exceptionally ugly and an extreme exception to the rule. He tried thinking of other girls that the boys in his year had said they liked. He thought of Lavender Brown. She had huge boobs and legs for days and while it made him feel very happy because she looks wonderful it didn't excite him sexually in the pit of his stomach. He remembered walking in on Blaise Zabini in the showers once and instantly hardened when he saw his size as he was large when he wasn't even excited but thankfully he'd been so busy showering he hadn't noticed Draco see him.
Living in the house he had for most of his life had forced him to push stuff about himself deep into his mindscape in a safety deposit box which would simulate an electrocution or something similar if someone else tried to open it. He figured as he was by himself and finally felt safe and secure it would be a good time to open the box. He delved deep into his mind searching for and finding the box prying it open as he was assaulted with things he'd forgotten all about as all these memories flooded his mind at once. What the hell?