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Chapter One: A Dark Lord, a chimney escape and a surprise at Hogwarts.
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Narcissa Malfoy was just descending the great staircase of Malfoy Manor when she heard a great boom on the entrance hall door. Because of ancient magic on the house no one but a Malfoy could apparate in or out of the house. So guests had to arrive by the front door or not at all. But something about that boom chilled Narcissa to the core of her soul. When the second one echoed out, she knew that it was Lord Voldermort hammering on the door. He had come for one thing only. Draco.
A house elf scurried out from the kitchen to open the door; Narcissa pulled out her wand in a flash and froze the little creature in a body bind spell.
"Don't let anyone open that door, death will come to anyone who ever such as touches that door." She hissed at the gathering of house elves at the foot of the stairs. Eagerly they all nodded to spare themselves their mistress's fury.
"NARCISSA!" The call of her name from Voldermort chilled Narcissa, he was growing angry, and suddenly she knew neither Lucius's or her charms would be enough to hold that door against him. Voldermort was coming and there would be no stopping him. She could only hope to buy time against his attack.
"Oh Lucius! Why did they have to take you?" Narcissa whispered to herself as she released the house elf from her spell. "All of you I want you to bar every window and door in this house! I don't want a single person getting in this house!"
"Yes mistress!" They called out in union.
The help of the house elves and their magic would buy her a few precious moments. Turning on her heel, Narcissa ran up the stairs heading for the west wing of the house. She would not let Voldermort have her baby. Never. Lucius had been forced to pledge something he loved more than anything else on earth to Voldermort to prove his loyalty. Voldermort had demand a sacrifice from his family and Draco was want he wanted.
"Over my dead body will Voldermort have him." Narcissa said gritting her teeth and quickening her pace, and as she reached the quarters of her sixteen-year-old son, Narcissa started screaming his name. "Draco!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Draco Malfoy had been sleeping soundly in his private apartments when a large thumping had woken him as it shook the manor to its foundations. Climbing out of his bed he had rushed to his window to see the familiar custom of the death eaters. But the large towering figure had caught his attention. Was that Voldermort himself pounding on the doors of Malfoy Manor?
"Draco!"
Turning sharply on his heel, Draco saw his mother drive through his bedroom door. She quickly turned and bolted the door and whispered a couple of very strong protection and defence charms on the double doors.
"Mother what on."
"Draco, get dressed now!" Narcissa yelled panic filling her voice. "Where are your trunk and school supplies?"
Draco pointed to his tall wardrobe and Narcissa quickly spelled everything to pack itself into the trunk. What on earth was going on? Ok the Dark Lord was at the door, but something else had spooked his mother. Quickly, grabbing the robes he had worn the day before, because his mother had packed everything clean already, Draco quickly dressed.
The whole manor shook unexpectedly and a loud voice bellowed outside. Narcissa glanced up from the trunk, fear radiating from her eyes. Standing up straight, she walked to the glass window. Rain had begun to fall from the dark skies and thunder boomed out across the empty countryside landscape. They were truly alone with the Dark Lord on the doorstep. Draco saw the tears slip down his mother cheek.
"What does he want?" Draco asked Narcissa as she turned towards him. "Since Father's in prison I hardly think it is a social call."
"He wants you Draco." Narcissa said lifting a hand to brush back Draco's sleep tussled hair icy blond hair that was soft like hers but blond like Lucius's. "He wants you to become a death eater. But I will be damn if I am going to let him have you! Get your wand and broomstick, Draco and then wait here. I will be back in a minute. I am going to send you to the one place he can't get you." Narcissa said before kissing his cheek and going to the door at the foot of Draco's bed that led to his private lounge.
Draco wasted no time in retrieving his broom from beneath his bed and his wand from the bedside table. He remembered suddenly one of his schoolbooks was in his father's study. He had been up the spell in his father's old notes from Hogwarts, as he often did. Being determined to better Granger in Potions required research and prior reading. But he needed that book! Snape would eat his heart for breakfast and his liver for lunch if he forgot it. Draco dumped his broom in his trunk, pocketing his wand he pulled his bed away from the wall, and exposed the secret passageway that lead to his father's study.
Draco rushed down the flight of stone steps. The shouting was louder downstairs and the shaking more violent. Apparently there were more spells on Malfoy Manor than he had realised, some very strong and very illegal protection spells. A house elf scurried into the passageway as Draco pushed open the secret wall entrance.
"Master Draco, sir you should be upstairs!" squeaked the elf.
"I will be once I get that." A sudden crash silenced Draco in the midst of his sentence.
"NARCISSA!" A chilling voice bellowed out.
"Oh no!" Squeaked the elf in terror.
Bolting forward Draco snatched the book up and dived for the doorway as the study door was opened. Voldermort stood before Draco at his full towering height and looking very frightening indeed. Draco heard himself gulp and the clatter of feet behind him.
"Draco," Voldermort said softly as Narcissa appeared behind him.
"No!" She squealed grabbing her wand. "Necto corpus corporis! Come on Draco!"
Narcissa dragged Draco in front of her and pushed him up the stairs. Draco happened to catch, the body bind spell grip Voldermort freezing him. The look in his eyes though was pure rage, there was doing to be some very strong curse used tonight on somebody. With a wave of her wand Narcissa charmed the secret door panel shut.
"Come on Draco, we have to get upstairs quickly!" Narcissa said swiftly climbing up the stairs and pulling her with him. "I hope that book was almost with your life, son."
Once in side his room, Narcissa placed the same spell on the secret door as she had done downstairs. Together then Draco and her pushed the bed back against the wall. The little house elf stood in the corner shaking in terror. Ignoring the creature, Narcissa gather the last few things on the bed and flung them into the trunk, then slammed down the lid and buckled the straps.
"Decresco," Narcissa said pointing her wand at the trunk and Draco watched as his belongings shrunk into pocket size package, Narcissa picked it up and passed it to him. "Put this in your pocket, Draco."
Pocketing it, Draco followed his mother to the grand fireplace opposite his bed. Narcissa once there fumbled with something about her neck. Draco realised she was removing a necklace; he said nothing as she slipped off the silver chain that had a locket attached to it and then placed it about his neck. All the while below they could hear Voldermort angry shouts as his death eaters tried to work out how to undo the body bind spell.
"Should anything happen to me, this will help your father find you." Narcissa explained as she did the clasp of the chain. "It has a finding spell placed on it. Your father has a ring that glows when the locket and the wearer are close to his location. And should the ring be placed on a map then the location of the locket will glow on the map."
"Mother, why do I need this?" Draco asked looking up in his mother dark brown eyes.
Narcissa breathed a deep ragged breath and blinked away her tears. Draco understood immediately. She was not coming with him. Wherever she was sending him, he was going alone. She was going to face Lord Voldermort herself to buy him time to escape.
"No, mother don't!" Draco begged grabbing Narcissa's hand.
"There isn't time Draco." Narcissa whispered as a roar echoed through the manor. Reaching for the Floo powder, Narcissa took a hand full and poured it into the out stretched hand of Draco. "Say this clearly Draco, it is very important that you do. Repeat exactly; ludus munus pro Hogwarts caput erus."
Draco grasped the power and walked into the fireplace. A thud on his bedroom door surprised them both. It was followed by a calm cool voice. "Very clever Narcissa, writing your own spells was always your individual gift. But no more games, just give me the boy and I will kill you quickly, Narcissa."
"Never you sick twisted bastard!" Narcissa shouted at the door, her own rage boiling over. "I won't let you have Draco! Draco go now!"
"As you wish, Narcissa!" Bellowed the voice at the door. "Effringo!"
Draco never saw what happened after the door was blasted off its hinges. All he had seen was a flash of green as he had thrown down the power and repeated the words exactly like he had been instructed. The green flames had engulfed him and he had shot from the Malfoy Manor's chimney on to an unknown destination.
"Oh my word!" Exclaimed Professor McGonagall, as a soot covered Draco shot out the chimney of Dumbledore's office and landed at her feet.
He was stunned for a second as Draco found himself looking up at Professor McGonagall in what appeared to be Dumbledore's office. Draco quickly recovered and stood up brushing his robes down. Then he turned to face the glares of McGonagall, a frowning sorting hat and a young Phoenix.
With one last shake of his blond hair, Draco turned to answer Professor McGonagall's question. "I need to talk to Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall. It was urgent and couldn't wait another week until we returned to school. But you can apparate onto Hogwarts grounds. But my mother remembered once she had to be sent home quickly on account her mother was ill and she left via the chimney that is now in Dumbledore's office."
McGonagall looked slightly alarmed at the fact someone knew the secret way into Hogwarts. Especially the Malfoys! It could mean the Dark Lord could descend on the students at anytime! Dumbledore would have to be informed and some questioning done, perhaps even to Lucius Malfoy who now rotted in prison.
"Pray, Mr Malfoy was so urgent you had to use this method of getting into Hogwarts? A supposedly secret one at that!" Professor McGonagall demanded not at all happy about finding Draco here.
"The Manor was no longer safe for me," Draco said looking up into Professor McGonagall's glaring gaze. "It was not my idea! My mother sent me here saying Hogwarts would be the only safe place for me, as he can't get there now the wards and other guarding spells are up."
"Who is he? Why would you need sanctuary at Hogwarts, Mr Malfoy?"
"Because two moments ago Voldermort appeared in the Hallway of the Manor, telling my mother it was time to deliver what Lucius had promised him! Me." Draco said anger filling his own voice. Professor McGonagall did not believe him. If she sent him back, what would he find? His mother dead? Voldermort waiting to torture him for fleeing? The thought of his mother being dead was the final push that sent tears streaming down Draco's pale face. "My mother could be dead all because she wanted to protect me."
He saw the professor's eyes widen at his statement, but it was not in disbelief or fear but out of surprise; a Malfoy was crying before her, showing emotion was not allowed as a Malfoy. "Very well Mr Malfoy, it seems there would be no other choice but to let you stay here. Sadly none of the Slytherin professors are here yet you shall have to say with me, in Gryffindor quarters."
Professor McGonagall then pulled out a tissue from a box on Dumbledore's desk and passed it to him with a sympathetic look radiating from her eyes that had tears in themselves. "Dumbledore is away at present with Professor Snape, but I will owl them at once." She said as Draco took the tissue. "If Voldermort has harmed you mother in anyway Draco, he will be punished harshly, I can assure you of that. As the flames of your father's rage will burn brighter than his loyalty to the Dark Lord and no doubt being a true Slytherin he will have his revenge."
That did not make Draco feel any better the thought of losing both his parents was crushing. As long as his father remained safe under lock and key, Voldermort could not harm him. So he prayed Lucius Malfoy remained were he was for the moment.
"A lot of Ravenclaws seem to have this instinct to protect their young," Professor McGonagall said sitting down in the chair behind Dumbledore's desk. "Did you know, Draco that your mother and Lily Potter were best friends at school?"
His mother friends with a Muggle-born and to make it worse friends with Potter's mother? That could not be true, could it? And she was a Ravenclaw? She never did speak much of her days at Hogwarts. All she would say was that she was a studious student who buried her nose in books and learning, but she had attracted the attention of a very blond Slytherin in her fifth year and had never been able to shake him off since. Slowly she had fallen in love with him and then one day five years after leaving she agreed to marry him and the rest was history. She had never mentioned her house, the studious part should have given it away, but Draco had always just assumed she was a Slytherin like all Malfoy brides were supposed to be.
"She never told you did she that she was a Ravenclaw did she?" Professor McGonagall asked as she read the confused look on Draco's face. "Nor that she best friend to Lily Potter. I am surprise she has never told you that maybe it would have improved your own relationship with Mr Potter. But right now I think you need a trip to the hospital wing, a sleeping potion and a bath. Come on then."
Would it? Draco thought reflecting on what he had just learnt. He did not exactly hate Potter; he just did not like being rejected, especially for a Weasley. His father had wanted him to befriend Potter in the beginning to get Potter on the side of Voldermort.
Draco fingered the locket about his neck at the thought of his father. Tears forming once more in his eyes, right now he was worse off than Potter. At least Potter had an aunt and uncle to go too. But because of Potter, Draco had no one. Sirius Black had been the only other family than his parents. What was going to happen to him now?
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Ok, I know it is not a very thrilling start but it will get better. Lots of Voldermort and Harry and Draco to come! Oh and the Malfoys are good guys!
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Chapter One: A Dark Lord, a chimney escape and a surprise at Hogwarts.
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Narcissa Malfoy was just descending the great staircase of Malfoy Manor when she heard a great boom on the entrance hall door. Because of ancient magic on the house no one but a Malfoy could apparate in or out of the house. So guests had to arrive by the front door or not at all. But something about that boom chilled Narcissa to the core of her soul. When the second one echoed out, she knew that it was Lord Voldermort hammering on the door. He had come for one thing only. Draco.
A house elf scurried out from the kitchen to open the door; Narcissa pulled out her wand in a flash and froze the little creature in a body bind spell.
"Don't let anyone open that door, death will come to anyone who ever such as touches that door." She hissed at the gathering of house elves at the foot of the stairs. Eagerly they all nodded to spare themselves their mistress's fury.
"NARCISSA!" The call of her name from Voldermort chilled Narcissa, he was growing angry, and suddenly she knew neither Lucius's or her charms would be enough to hold that door against him. Voldermort was coming and there would be no stopping him. She could only hope to buy time against his attack.
"Oh Lucius! Why did they have to take you?" Narcissa whispered to herself as she released the house elf from her spell. "All of you I want you to bar every window and door in this house! I don't want a single person getting in this house!"
"Yes mistress!" They called out in union.
The help of the house elves and their magic would buy her a few precious moments. Turning on her heel, Narcissa ran up the stairs heading for the west wing of the house. She would not let Voldermort have her baby. Never. Lucius had been forced to pledge something he loved more than anything else on earth to Voldermort to prove his loyalty. Voldermort had demand a sacrifice from his family and Draco was want he wanted.
"Over my dead body will Voldermort have him." Narcissa said gritting her teeth and quickening her pace, and as she reached the quarters of her sixteen-year-old son, Narcissa started screaming his name. "Draco!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Draco Malfoy had been sleeping soundly in his private apartments when a large thumping had woken him as it shook the manor to its foundations. Climbing out of his bed he had rushed to his window to see the familiar custom of the death eaters. But the large towering figure had caught his attention. Was that Voldermort himself pounding on the doors of Malfoy Manor?
"Draco!"
Turning sharply on his heel, Draco saw his mother drive through his bedroom door. She quickly turned and bolted the door and whispered a couple of very strong protection and defence charms on the double doors.
"Mother what on."
"Draco, get dressed now!" Narcissa yelled panic filling her voice. "Where are your trunk and school supplies?"
Draco pointed to his tall wardrobe and Narcissa quickly spelled everything to pack itself into the trunk. What on earth was going on? Ok the Dark Lord was at the door, but something else had spooked his mother. Quickly, grabbing the robes he had worn the day before, because his mother had packed everything clean already, Draco quickly dressed.
The whole manor shook unexpectedly and a loud voice bellowed outside. Narcissa glanced up from the trunk, fear radiating from her eyes. Standing up straight, she walked to the glass window. Rain had begun to fall from the dark skies and thunder boomed out across the empty countryside landscape. They were truly alone with the Dark Lord on the doorstep. Draco saw the tears slip down his mother cheek.
"What does he want?" Draco asked Narcissa as she turned towards him. "Since Father's in prison I hardly think it is a social call."
"He wants you Draco." Narcissa said lifting a hand to brush back Draco's sleep tussled hair icy blond hair that was soft like hers but blond like Lucius's. "He wants you to become a death eater. But I will be damn if I am going to let him have you! Get your wand and broomstick, Draco and then wait here. I will be back in a minute. I am going to send you to the one place he can't get you." Narcissa said before kissing his cheek and going to the door at the foot of Draco's bed that led to his private lounge.
Draco wasted no time in retrieving his broom from beneath his bed and his wand from the bedside table. He remembered suddenly one of his schoolbooks was in his father's study. He had been up the spell in his father's old notes from Hogwarts, as he often did. Being determined to better Granger in Potions required research and prior reading. But he needed that book! Snape would eat his heart for breakfast and his liver for lunch if he forgot it. Draco dumped his broom in his trunk, pocketing his wand he pulled his bed away from the wall, and exposed the secret passageway that lead to his father's study.
Draco rushed down the flight of stone steps. The shouting was louder downstairs and the shaking more violent. Apparently there were more spells on Malfoy Manor than he had realised, some very strong and very illegal protection spells. A house elf scurried into the passageway as Draco pushed open the secret wall entrance.
"Master Draco, sir you should be upstairs!" squeaked the elf.
"I will be once I get that." A sudden crash silenced Draco in the midst of his sentence.
"NARCISSA!" A chilling voice bellowed out.
"Oh no!" Squeaked the elf in terror.
Bolting forward Draco snatched the book up and dived for the doorway as the study door was opened. Voldermort stood before Draco at his full towering height and looking very frightening indeed. Draco heard himself gulp and the clatter of feet behind him.
"Draco," Voldermort said softly as Narcissa appeared behind him.
"No!" She squealed grabbing her wand. "Necto corpus corporis! Come on Draco!"
Narcissa dragged Draco in front of her and pushed him up the stairs. Draco happened to catch, the body bind spell grip Voldermort freezing him. The look in his eyes though was pure rage, there was doing to be some very strong curse used tonight on somebody. With a wave of her wand Narcissa charmed the secret door panel shut.
"Come on Draco, we have to get upstairs quickly!" Narcissa said swiftly climbing up the stairs and pulling her with him. "I hope that book was almost with your life, son."
Once in side his room, Narcissa placed the same spell on the secret door as she had done downstairs. Together then Draco and her pushed the bed back against the wall. The little house elf stood in the corner shaking in terror. Ignoring the creature, Narcissa gather the last few things on the bed and flung them into the trunk, then slammed down the lid and buckled the straps.
"Decresco," Narcissa said pointing her wand at the trunk and Draco watched as his belongings shrunk into pocket size package, Narcissa picked it up and passed it to him. "Put this in your pocket, Draco."
Pocketing it, Draco followed his mother to the grand fireplace opposite his bed. Narcissa once there fumbled with something about her neck. Draco realised she was removing a necklace; he said nothing as she slipped off the silver chain that had a locket attached to it and then placed it about his neck. All the while below they could hear Voldermort angry shouts as his death eaters tried to work out how to undo the body bind spell.
"Should anything happen to me, this will help your father find you." Narcissa explained as she did the clasp of the chain. "It has a finding spell placed on it. Your father has a ring that glows when the locket and the wearer are close to his location. And should the ring be placed on a map then the location of the locket will glow on the map."
"Mother, why do I need this?" Draco asked looking up in his mother dark brown eyes.
Narcissa breathed a deep ragged breath and blinked away her tears. Draco understood immediately. She was not coming with him. Wherever she was sending him, he was going alone. She was going to face Lord Voldermort herself to buy him time to escape.
"No, mother don't!" Draco begged grabbing Narcissa's hand.
"There isn't time Draco." Narcissa whispered as a roar echoed through the manor. Reaching for the Floo powder, Narcissa took a hand full and poured it into the out stretched hand of Draco. "Say this clearly Draco, it is very important that you do. Repeat exactly; ludus munus pro Hogwarts caput erus."
Draco grasped the power and walked into the fireplace. A thud on his bedroom door surprised them both. It was followed by a calm cool voice. "Very clever Narcissa, writing your own spells was always your individual gift. But no more games, just give me the boy and I will kill you quickly, Narcissa."
"Never you sick twisted bastard!" Narcissa shouted at the door, her own rage boiling over. "I won't let you have Draco! Draco go now!"
"As you wish, Narcissa!" Bellowed the voice at the door. "Effringo!"
Draco never saw what happened after the door was blasted off its hinges. All he had seen was a flash of green as he had thrown down the power and repeated the words exactly like he had been instructed. The green flames had engulfed him and he had shot from the Malfoy Manor's chimney on to an unknown destination.
"Oh my word!" Exclaimed Professor McGonagall, as a soot covered Draco shot out the chimney of Dumbledore's office and landed at her feet.
He was stunned for a second as Draco found himself looking up at Professor McGonagall in what appeared to be Dumbledore's office. Draco quickly recovered and stood up brushing his robes down. Then he turned to face the glares of McGonagall, a frowning sorting hat and a young Phoenix.
With one last shake of his blond hair, Draco turned to answer Professor McGonagall's question. "I need to talk to Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall. It was urgent and couldn't wait another week until we returned to school. But you can apparate onto Hogwarts grounds. But my mother remembered once she had to be sent home quickly on account her mother was ill and she left via the chimney that is now in Dumbledore's office."
McGonagall looked slightly alarmed at the fact someone knew the secret way into Hogwarts. Especially the Malfoys! It could mean the Dark Lord could descend on the students at anytime! Dumbledore would have to be informed and some questioning done, perhaps even to Lucius Malfoy who now rotted in prison.
"Pray, Mr Malfoy was so urgent you had to use this method of getting into Hogwarts? A supposedly secret one at that!" Professor McGonagall demanded not at all happy about finding Draco here.
"The Manor was no longer safe for me," Draco said looking up into Professor McGonagall's glaring gaze. "It was not my idea! My mother sent me here saying Hogwarts would be the only safe place for me, as he can't get there now the wards and other guarding spells are up."
"Who is he? Why would you need sanctuary at Hogwarts, Mr Malfoy?"
"Because two moments ago Voldermort appeared in the Hallway of the Manor, telling my mother it was time to deliver what Lucius had promised him! Me." Draco said anger filling his own voice. Professor McGonagall did not believe him. If she sent him back, what would he find? His mother dead? Voldermort waiting to torture him for fleeing? The thought of his mother being dead was the final push that sent tears streaming down Draco's pale face. "My mother could be dead all because she wanted to protect me."
He saw the professor's eyes widen at his statement, but it was not in disbelief or fear but out of surprise; a Malfoy was crying before her, showing emotion was not allowed as a Malfoy. "Very well Mr Malfoy, it seems there would be no other choice but to let you stay here. Sadly none of the Slytherin professors are here yet you shall have to say with me, in Gryffindor quarters."
Professor McGonagall then pulled out a tissue from a box on Dumbledore's desk and passed it to him with a sympathetic look radiating from her eyes that had tears in themselves. "Dumbledore is away at present with Professor Snape, but I will owl them at once." She said as Draco took the tissue. "If Voldermort has harmed you mother in anyway Draco, he will be punished harshly, I can assure you of that. As the flames of your father's rage will burn brighter than his loyalty to the Dark Lord and no doubt being a true Slytherin he will have his revenge."
That did not make Draco feel any better the thought of losing both his parents was crushing. As long as his father remained safe under lock and key, Voldermort could not harm him. So he prayed Lucius Malfoy remained were he was for the moment.
"A lot of Ravenclaws seem to have this instinct to protect their young," Professor McGonagall said sitting down in the chair behind Dumbledore's desk. "Did you know, Draco that your mother and Lily Potter were best friends at school?"
His mother friends with a Muggle-born and to make it worse friends with Potter's mother? That could not be true, could it? And she was a Ravenclaw? She never did speak much of her days at Hogwarts. All she would say was that she was a studious student who buried her nose in books and learning, but she had attracted the attention of a very blond Slytherin in her fifth year and had never been able to shake him off since. Slowly she had fallen in love with him and then one day five years after leaving she agreed to marry him and the rest was history. She had never mentioned her house, the studious part should have given it away, but Draco had always just assumed she was a Slytherin like all Malfoy brides were supposed to be.
"She never told you did she that she was a Ravenclaw did she?" Professor McGonagall asked as she read the confused look on Draco's face. "Nor that she best friend to Lily Potter. I am surprise she has never told you that maybe it would have improved your own relationship with Mr Potter. But right now I think you need a trip to the hospital wing, a sleeping potion and a bath. Come on then."
Would it? Draco thought reflecting on what he had just learnt. He did not exactly hate Potter; he just did not like being rejected, especially for a Weasley. His father had wanted him to befriend Potter in the beginning to get Potter on the side of Voldermort.
Draco fingered the locket about his neck at the thought of his father. Tears forming once more in his eyes, right now he was worse off than Potter. At least Potter had an aunt and uncle to go too. But because of Potter, Draco had no one. Sirius Black had been the only other family than his parents. What was going to happen to him now?
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Ok, I know it is not a very thrilling start but it will get better. Lots of Voldermort and Harry and Draco to come! Oh and the Malfoys are good guys!