The Truth Behind The Lies
Disclaimer: Okay I'm only saying this to avoid being sued, also a small group of lawyers are standing behind me carrying blunt instruments. I OWN NOTHING!!! THEY ALL BELONG TO JK ROWLING!! WHOSE MOVIE RULED!
Chapter Two
"Harry, good to see you, hows things?"
Neville Longbottom asked as he crossed the small dingy room to shake hands with Harry who was fighting back a group of secretarys, none of them Neville noticed with a grin actually worked in the Police Ministry department.
"I'm fine, I think, well at the moment I'm having trouble with female stalkers, Hermione sends her love." One of the secretarys gave Harry an accusing look,
"Who's Hermione?" She asked her bubble gum pink coloured lips forming a pout.
"My girlfriend," Harry explained, almost immediatly they left and Harry let out a sigh of relief. As Neville reached him he could tell that Harry wasn't losing any sleep over his familys death, *then again, he's seen so much death, a few more shouldn't bother him.* He mentally chided himself, before reaching out a hand and shaking Harrys, wincing Harry pulled his hand away and tried to rub the circulation back into it,
"have you been working out?"
"Well, when you're in charge of muggle enquirys you tend to need the extra strength when dealing with wizards with wands." Harry laughed and pulled a piece of parchment out of his pocket,
"I got your owl, you said you got the murderer, who is it?"
"yeah about that, well, you won't believe me."
"Try me, Neville I was brought up with muggles who didn't tell me that I was a wizard until I was rescued by Hagrid, I managed to deal with that I can deal with anything you throw at me." Neville sighed, he knew Harry was right,
"It was Draco Malfoy."
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Diagon Alley held everything you could wish for, brooms, wands, clothes, books, pets, Dark materials, but of course no decent wizard would buy dark materials. The newest building held something that no wizard ever hoped to need, Lawyers, the reason that the building was new, was because Lawyers in general were a new idea to the wizarding community.
I'll start at the begining.
In the beginning was the wizard, and the wizard had two sides, good and evil, when evil or good was arrested by the ministry a simple little potion was used, a truth potion. The Truth potion forced the drinker to tell the truth, but in the second raising of You-Know-Who, nobody knew who to trust, nobody knew if the potion had been tampered with, and eventually the Truth potion was banned all together. But how could you tell who was innocent and who was guilty? A half blood wizard by the name of Justin Fitch-Fletchly came up with an idea that would change the lives of witches and wizards forever, Lawyers.
Witches and Wizards new out of Hogwarts went to muggle law schools, and eventually a wizarding law school was opened, and the first student to sign up after a few years of wondering about her life was Virginia Weasley.
Ginny Weasley now sat behind a large antique desk, a large pile of papers sat in front of her and on her desk in a silver frame a picture of her brother Ron and his two best friends sat waving at her, smiling she watched as the smiling Harry kissed the smiling Hermione, laughing she tapped the frame, "Cut that out you." The figures went back to waving. Standing up she took another look around her office, the walls were painted in a dark coral colour, it had never been her favourite colour but it looked elegant and her boss had insisted it was a suitable colour for a lawyers office.
Turning she let out a shriek as she looked into the fire, a head was poking out of the flames, gulping Ginny tried to remember how she knew the woman. She was a beautiful woman with long silvery blonde hair, her icey blue eyes were puffy from crying and mascara ran down her face, her nose was red and her lips held no lipstick.
"I'm Narcissa Malfoy, I came here because I know you can help, your my last hope Miss Weasley." Ginny was surprised at the sight of the once beautiful but haughty woman, she was also surprised at the lack of scorn in her voice.
"I know you must find it odd, that me, a Malfoy, needs help from you a Weasley, ironic really, but please hear me out." Ginny nodded and Narcissa's head dissapeared, a minute or so later she appeared in the room, coughing from the soot, her clothes a wrinkled mess.
"Here, let me help you clean off," pulling her wand out she used a simple cleaning spell and Narcissa was once more her usual immaculate self.
"Thankyou, Miss Weasley, now I must tell you why I am here. I'm assuming you will know my son Draco?" Ginny nodded and Narcissa continued,
"Of course you will, you must be his age at least,"
"I'm a year younger, I was in the year below him at Hogwarts." Narcissa nodded again,
"Of course, how silly of me to forget, it was you brother who was in Draco's year. But I am not getting to the point am I? Two weeks ago a muggle family by the name of Dursley were murdered, the police say witnesses saw a man with silvery blonde hair about Draco's age near the house at the time of the murder. Two nights ago they arrested Draco for the murder of the Dursleys, he is innocent though, he may have gotten into trouble at Hogwarts for fighting with people, your brother I believe was his main target, for that I appologise. But he would never murder somebody, his father well, he wanted him to go into the 'family business', Draco though well, I suppose he took after me, I hate to see people hurt, dead, even upset, and so does Draco, he refused to work with Lucius and with money he had saved up bought his own house."
"Mrs Malfoy, I will talk to Draco as soon as possible, it is important for me to get Draco's side of the story, to find out where he was, I am sure though that this matter will be resolved. I give you my word that I will do my best to get to the truth, I just hope it will be enough to help him." Narcissa nodded and blew her nose on a piece of tissue, standing she shook hands with Ginny and left the office, as Ginny watched her leave she suddenly felt as if she was being dragged deep into a case that could leave her in ruins.
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"Malfoy? Your kidding? But, I thought he had become a recluse?" Neville shrugged,
"For reasons that only he can provide Draco Malfoy murdered your family."
"But are you sure? What about his father Lucius Malfoy, they are very similar." Neville shook his head,
"I talked to your aunt and uncles neighbours, they saw a man, with blonde hair, about twenty five, twenty six and at least six foot tall, the description just didn't fit Lucius, who I admit was my first suspect, but I'm afraid it could only be Draco." Harry sighed and shook Nevilles hand,
"thanks Neville, I better be going now, Hermione will be worried,"
"Of course, send her my love." Harry nodded, and walked into the bustling streets of Diagon Alley, where he apparated back to his apartment.
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Draco woke with a start, his head was throbbing and when he touched the lump on the back of his skull he could feel something sticky, bringing his hand to his nose he realised the sticky substance was blood. "Finally woken up I see." Looking around the cell he saw he wasn't alone, sitting in the far corner a burly man with tattoos on his bare arms was grinning at him, Draco noticed that some of the mans teeth were missing.
"Who are you?" He asked wincing as the pain in his head got worse,
"Me? I'm just a small time thief, waiting for my trial, I'm going to Azkaban most likely for a year or two, its my own fault really, as the boss says, if your going to do the crime, make sure you don't get caught." Smirking Draco recognised the quote of one belonging to his father,
"I take it 'the boss' is Lucius Malfoy?"
"yeah, how did you know?" Draco shrugged, and stared out of the small window,
"Everybody knows Lucius Malfoy, of course, some better than others." He suddenly wished that he was still living at home, he knew if he was Lucius would just make a threat to the lives of a few ministry members and Draco would be free, but then again, he wasn't sure if he wanted to be free, if the cost was his dignity.
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Narcissa sat in the drawing room of Malfoy Manor and pretended to be busy, her whole life seemed to be spinning in circles, her only child arrested for murder and her husband always away, she knew as well he was having an affair, but she didn't care anymore.
"You are a pathetic figure of a woman, where is your pride girl, if you want him to stop the affair, tell him!" Narcissa glanced up, in front of her a portrait Lucius had, had painted of her shook its finger angrily,
"You never used to cry and moan to yourself, if you wanted something done you did it yourself. You know what your problem is don't you?" Narcissa shook her head warily, not used to being rebuked by a picture,
"You are spoiled, to much of this living like a queen, having your every whim catered for, look at you now, can't stand up for yourself, can't do anything." Narcissa stood up and walked over to the picture, in her whole life she had never felt so angry, a new calm seemed to take over her and she shook her finger at the picture who was smirking.
"I may have everything I ever wanted, I may have things done for me when I could do them myself but I am Narcissa Malfoy and I can and will tell him to stop! You hear me, he will not rule my life anymore!" The portrait cheered and a sudden noise at the doorway made Narcissa turn around guiltily. Standing in the doorway was Lucius, his wand was pointed at her heart,
"Lucius, your home early, how was work?" Narcissa managed to say before Lucius crossed the room and grabbed her arm roughly,
"Narcissa, you are my wife, you will behave as I tell you, I don't ever want to hear you talk about me in that tone again!"
"Lucius, please, your hurting me, stop it." Sneering Lucius slapped her across the face, and cowering Narcissa tried to gather her courage,
"STOP!" Surprised Lucius let her arm drop and Narcissa moved away from him quickly, "Stop it Lucius, I am your wife not an object you can just yell at and humiliate, I am a human being, I have thoughts and opinions, that must be counted, I will no longer be talked to as if I am a child. You no longer hit me, I no longer do as you bid!" She stopped suddenly when Lucius snarled and punched her hard across the face, her lip stung and she could feel blood dripping down her chin, blows rained down on her and Narcissa weakly defended herself. A blow to her head knocked her unconcious, and Narcissa slumped to the floor, "YOU WILL OBEY ME!" Lucius yelled as he grabbed her roughly by the arms and slung her over his shoulder, heading upstairs he could hear her skull banging against the walls and banister rails.
*okay peeps, how do you like chapter two? Hope its not to confusing, badly written, or both. anyways review please.*
Disclaimer: Okay I'm only saying this to avoid being sued, also a small group of lawyers are standing behind me carrying blunt instruments. I OWN NOTHING!!! THEY ALL BELONG TO JK ROWLING!! WHOSE MOVIE RULED!
Chapter Two
"Harry, good to see you, hows things?"
Neville Longbottom asked as he crossed the small dingy room to shake hands with Harry who was fighting back a group of secretarys, none of them Neville noticed with a grin actually worked in the Police Ministry department.
"I'm fine, I think, well at the moment I'm having trouble with female stalkers, Hermione sends her love." One of the secretarys gave Harry an accusing look,
"Who's Hermione?" She asked her bubble gum pink coloured lips forming a pout.
"My girlfriend," Harry explained, almost immediatly they left and Harry let out a sigh of relief. As Neville reached him he could tell that Harry wasn't losing any sleep over his familys death, *then again, he's seen so much death, a few more shouldn't bother him.* He mentally chided himself, before reaching out a hand and shaking Harrys, wincing Harry pulled his hand away and tried to rub the circulation back into it,
"have you been working out?"
"Well, when you're in charge of muggle enquirys you tend to need the extra strength when dealing with wizards with wands." Harry laughed and pulled a piece of parchment out of his pocket,
"I got your owl, you said you got the murderer, who is it?"
"yeah about that, well, you won't believe me."
"Try me, Neville I was brought up with muggles who didn't tell me that I was a wizard until I was rescued by Hagrid, I managed to deal with that I can deal with anything you throw at me." Neville sighed, he knew Harry was right,
"It was Draco Malfoy."
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Diagon Alley held everything you could wish for, brooms, wands, clothes, books, pets, Dark materials, but of course no decent wizard would buy dark materials. The newest building held something that no wizard ever hoped to need, Lawyers, the reason that the building was new, was because Lawyers in general were a new idea to the wizarding community.
I'll start at the begining.
In the beginning was the wizard, and the wizard had two sides, good and evil, when evil or good was arrested by the ministry a simple little potion was used, a truth potion. The Truth potion forced the drinker to tell the truth, but in the second raising of You-Know-Who, nobody knew who to trust, nobody knew if the potion had been tampered with, and eventually the Truth potion was banned all together. But how could you tell who was innocent and who was guilty? A half blood wizard by the name of Justin Fitch-Fletchly came up with an idea that would change the lives of witches and wizards forever, Lawyers.
Witches and Wizards new out of Hogwarts went to muggle law schools, and eventually a wizarding law school was opened, and the first student to sign up after a few years of wondering about her life was Virginia Weasley.
Ginny Weasley now sat behind a large antique desk, a large pile of papers sat in front of her and on her desk in a silver frame a picture of her brother Ron and his two best friends sat waving at her, smiling she watched as the smiling Harry kissed the smiling Hermione, laughing she tapped the frame, "Cut that out you." The figures went back to waving. Standing up she took another look around her office, the walls were painted in a dark coral colour, it had never been her favourite colour but it looked elegant and her boss had insisted it was a suitable colour for a lawyers office.
Turning she let out a shriek as she looked into the fire, a head was poking out of the flames, gulping Ginny tried to remember how she knew the woman. She was a beautiful woman with long silvery blonde hair, her icey blue eyes were puffy from crying and mascara ran down her face, her nose was red and her lips held no lipstick.
"I'm Narcissa Malfoy, I came here because I know you can help, your my last hope Miss Weasley." Ginny was surprised at the sight of the once beautiful but haughty woman, she was also surprised at the lack of scorn in her voice.
"I know you must find it odd, that me, a Malfoy, needs help from you a Weasley, ironic really, but please hear me out." Ginny nodded and Narcissa's head dissapeared, a minute or so later she appeared in the room, coughing from the soot, her clothes a wrinkled mess.
"Here, let me help you clean off," pulling her wand out she used a simple cleaning spell and Narcissa was once more her usual immaculate self.
"Thankyou, Miss Weasley, now I must tell you why I am here. I'm assuming you will know my son Draco?" Ginny nodded and Narcissa continued,
"Of course you will, you must be his age at least,"
"I'm a year younger, I was in the year below him at Hogwarts." Narcissa nodded again,
"Of course, how silly of me to forget, it was you brother who was in Draco's year. But I am not getting to the point am I? Two weeks ago a muggle family by the name of Dursley were murdered, the police say witnesses saw a man with silvery blonde hair about Draco's age near the house at the time of the murder. Two nights ago they arrested Draco for the murder of the Dursleys, he is innocent though, he may have gotten into trouble at Hogwarts for fighting with people, your brother I believe was his main target, for that I appologise. But he would never murder somebody, his father well, he wanted him to go into the 'family business', Draco though well, I suppose he took after me, I hate to see people hurt, dead, even upset, and so does Draco, he refused to work with Lucius and with money he had saved up bought his own house."
"Mrs Malfoy, I will talk to Draco as soon as possible, it is important for me to get Draco's side of the story, to find out where he was, I am sure though that this matter will be resolved. I give you my word that I will do my best to get to the truth, I just hope it will be enough to help him." Narcissa nodded and blew her nose on a piece of tissue, standing she shook hands with Ginny and left the office, as Ginny watched her leave she suddenly felt as if she was being dragged deep into a case that could leave her in ruins.
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"Malfoy? Your kidding? But, I thought he had become a recluse?" Neville shrugged,
"For reasons that only he can provide Draco Malfoy murdered your family."
"But are you sure? What about his father Lucius Malfoy, they are very similar." Neville shook his head,
"I talked to your aunt and uncles neighbours, they saw a man, with blonde hair, about twenty five, twenty six and at least six foot tall, the description just didn't fit Lucius, who I admit was my first suspect, but I'm afraid it could only be Draco." Harry sighed and shook Nevilles hand,
"thanks Neville, I better be going now, Hermione will be worried,"
"Of course, send her my love." Harry nodded, and walked into the bustling streets of Diagon Alley, where he apparated back to his apartment.
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Draco woke with a start, his head was throbbing and when he touched the lump on the back of his skull he could feel something sticky, bringing his hand to his nose he realised the sticky substance was blood. "Finally woken up I see." Looking around the cell he saw he wasn't alone, sitting in the far corner a burly man with tattoos on his bare arms was grinning at him, Draco noticed that some of the mans teeth were missing.
"Who are you?" He asked wincing as the pain in his head got worse,
"Me? I'm just a small time thief, waiting for my trial, I'm going to Azkaban most likely for a year or two, its my own fault really, as the boss says, if your going to do the crime, make sure you don't get caught." Smirking Draco recognised the quote of one belonging to his father,
"I take it 'the boss' is Lucius Malfoy?"
"yeah, how did you know?" Draco shrugged, and stared out of the small window,
"Everybody knows Lucius Malfoy, of course, some better than others." He suddenly wished that he was still living at home, he knew if he was Lucius would just make a threat to the lives of a few ministry members and Draco would be free, but then again, he wasn't sure if he wanted to be free, if the cost was his dignity.
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Narcissa sat in the drawing room of Malfoy Manor and pretended to be busy, her whole life seemed to be spinning in circles, her only child arrested for murder and her husband always away, she knew as well he was having an affair, but she didn't care anymore.
"You are a pathetic figure of a woman, where is your pride girl, if you want him to stop the affair, tell him!" Narcissa glanced up, in front of her a portrait Lucius had, had painted of her shook its finger angrily,
"You never used to cry and moan to yourself, if you wanted something done you did it yourself. You know what your problem is don't you?" Narcissa shook her head warily, not used to being rebuked by a picture,
"You are spoiled, to much of this living like a queen, having your every whim catered for, look at you now, can't stand up for yourself, can't do anything." Narcissa stood up and walked over to the picture, in her whole life she had never felt so angry, a new calm seemed to take over her and she shook her finger at the picture who was smirking.
"I may have everything I ever wanted, I may have things done for me when I could do them myself but I am Narcissa Malfoy and I can and will tell him to stop! You hear me, he will not rule my life anymore!" The portrait cheered and a sudden noise at the doorway made Narcissa turn around guiltily. Standing in the doorway was Lucius, his wand was pointed at her heart,
"Lucius, your home early, how was work?" Narcissa managed to say before Lucius crossed the room and grabbed her arm roughly,
"Narcissa, you are my wife, you will behave as I tell you, I don't ever want to hear you talk about me in that tone again!"
"Lucius, please, your hurting me, stop it." Sneering Lucius slapped her across the face, and cowering Narcissa tried to gather her courage,
"STOP!" Surprised Lucius let her arm drop and Narcissa moved away from him quickly, "Stop it Lucius, I am your wife not an object you can just yell at and humiliate, I am a human being, I have thoughts and opinions, that must be counted, I will no longer be talked to as if I am a child. You no longer hit me, I no longer do as you bid!" She stopped suddenly when Lucius snarled and punched her hard across the face, her lip stung and she could feel blood dripping down her chin, blows rained down on her and Narcissa weakly defended herself. A blow to her head knocked her unconcious, and Narcissa slumped to the floor, "YOU WILL OBEY ME!" Lucius yelled as he grabbed her roughly by the arms and slung her over his shoulder, heading upstairs he could hear her skull banging against the walls and banister rails.
*okay peeps, how do you like chapter two? Hope its not to confusing, badly written, or both. anyways review please.*