Are You Questioning Me?
Chapter 2 True Colors
By WittchWay


The Polyjuice potion had totally worn by now. Lucius was lying flat on the trunk, wand pulled, "Harry Potter..." he growled. Harry stood as Lucius grabbed his arm standing along with the boy.

"You know Harry Potter, you are a hard boy to get one past."

"Where's my cousin?" Harry spat trying to wring his arm from Malfoy's grip.

"Amazing thing Harry, your cousin was easy to bribe and was a total sell out to you...not a drop of family loyalty..." Lucius smiled widely, "I imagine your cousin is off at some tropical island...very strange young man he was...is" Lucius smiled wavered for a moment, a strange glint in his eye.

Harry cringed, his cousin mostly likely was no longer alive or was being held somewhere. Harry looked around wildly there had to be some way out of this, his eyes darting toward Malfoy's wand.

He could attempt to tackle Malfoy, the only problem being that Malfoy was now back to his regular size and was about a foot taller than Harry. Not to mention broader in shoulders.

"Going to go for my wand Harry Potter, be the brave little hero. The retched boy who lived?" Lucius chuckled in a maddening sort of way.

Harry stood silently looking at Malfoy. The man calmly looked over the room, "What we are going to do Potter, is quietly get out of this muggle hell hole. There is a dark Lord very interested in you, I'll have such rewards for handing your precious ass over to him." Lucius Malfoy gave a tug toward the door. Harry stumbled along with him, he didn't want to harm his aunt and Uncle but he knew if Malfoy got him out of the house he was as good as dead.

Harry grabbed hold of the foot of his bed. Malfoy yanked his arm, "let go...Potter don't make me hex you seven ways to hell and back." he roared, patches of red burst on his pale skin, he brushed stray strains of hair from his eyes, "Don't make me do worse to your muggle family." Malfoy yanked his arm again as Harry let go of the bed, the foot of Harry's shoe catching the edge of the bed. The magic dice scattered across the floor. The talon Sirius had sent tumbled as well bouncing off Malfoy's shin. The death eater shook him in a soft shriek, "just be a good quiet little boy."

Harry struggled as Malfoy drag him down stairs and out to the front porch. Malfoy suddenly let out a desperate cry. The front yard was filled with witch and wizards. Dumbledore stood at the head of the pack, Professor McGonagal and Flitwick, Sprout, Sirius Black in dog form and Remus Lupin, Mr. and Mrs. Diggory stood there as well. Malfoy was trapped and he knew it.

The odd thing about it was Lucius Malfoy was not concerned. He had a plan, really a good Death Eater always had a plan. His lone allies stood there before him. Lucius smirked and let go of Harry's arm. Harry darted down the steps right to Sirius waiting, he allowed himself to be pulled from the group and to the edge of the yard. Remus Lupin followed, his former DADA teacher pulled an elaborate quill from his pocket. Sirius grabbed hold as did Harry and soon the two felt the pull of the port key.

Lucius stood on the front porch looking of the sad crowd of good Wizards and witches. He really was not impressed. He strolled causally down the front steps to stand before Mrs. Diggory, "Matilda" he whispered a smile in his voice. She narrowed her eyes, her husband Amos Diggory stepped forward, "Don't you dare address her".

Lucius ignored him, "Matilda Materson Diggory, prime wizarding family...strong, powerful," the blond leaned forward rocking on the balls of his feet, "a good witch... in her own right but." Lucius turned from where Mrs. Diggory stood, walked several paces away, "but whose son was killed by one Harry Potter."

Minerva McGonagall's hand shook, "That is an outright lie...Mr. Malfoy...Your Dark Lord killed the Diggory boy." A murmur passed through the crowd. Dumbledore's narrow his eyes, Mrs. Diggory had been quiet to this point. He tried to think back to the time earlier this school year. Mr. Diggory had been devastated of his son's death, Mrs. Diggory... had been quiet, hadn't shed a tear, the headmaster came forward.

"Mrs. Diggory", he whispered, "do you have something to tell us".

Mr. Diggory round on Dumbledore, "no, no, no", he shrieked but Lucius Malfoy held out his hand beckoning Matilda Diggory forward. She let out a small desperate cry, slowly looking up at her husband who was still whispering no. "Millie...don't do this", Amos Diggory pleaded grasping his wife's hand.

Mrs. Diggory's ripped her hand from his grip, "You're a bastard Malfoy. This was suppose to stay quiet." She pulled her wand, several of the order members ducked for cover pulling their own wands, "Potter killed our son...whether you or these people want to admit it. Our boy is dead because of him. I want Harry Potter death in return. I will get my revenge." The short little women scream the last bit at her husband and everyone there. She grabbed Lucius Malfoy's by the sleeve, dragging him into the street and the pair apparate away.

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