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Chapter 2: The Rescue (how cliché)
Harry felt a power like nothing he had ever felt before surge through his body entwining and binding with his very soul. It hurt but in a good hurt sort of way like after an especially hard quiddich practice that accompanied a good ache. The power he was feeling didn't feel evil but he felt like his strength had just quadrupled. Along with this new power that was manifesting within him he felt the whooshing of air past his body and couldn't see anything but a blur of colors.
Suddenly he landed hard on his feet. He took a few tumbling steps forward to regain his balance and keep himself from falling over. Was it just him or did his legs feel longer. He looked around and everything was a blur so he took off his glasses and wiped them on his shirt. While cleaning them he looked around again and it suddenly hit him, he had crystal clear vision in the pitch black of night without his glasses! He allowed his glasses to slide from his fingertips only to shatter on the gravel beneath his feet. He was staring transfixed at the largest house, no mansion he had ever seen, almost as big as Hogwarts. He was in front of a huge black gate with a large letter M written delicately upon the imposing iron bars. Harry instantly knew he was at the Malfoy mansion he didn't know how he got there or how he knew it was the Malfoy estate besides the M on the gate, all he knew was that a tortured boy lie in the dungeons of this mansion in desperate need of help and there was no way in hell that even Voldemort could stop him.
Throwing all caution to the wind (not that he ever had much), he marched determinedly towards the iron gates fully intending on rescuing Draco. Why he was so determined? He did not know, but something told him that he would be very sorry if he didn't go to Draco's aid. Not knowing what he was doing but acting solely on instinct he lifted his right hand and gave a flick of his wrist. The gates creaked as they were forced open violently. Harry didn't even take the time to register that he had preformed wandless magic much less extremely powerful wandless magic.
He continued through the gates and up the white gravel road that led to the front doors to the mansion. If he hadn't been so distracted by his goal he would have seen the most stunning garden he had ever laid eyes upon bathed in moonlight making it appear to have dangerously beautiful like quality.
Once he reached the huge ornately decorated oak doors he could see faint traces of the advanced locking and alarm charms placed upon it. He again had no idea what he was doing and placed his palm on the doors, when he withdrew his hand in his palm was a glowing sphere of swirling colors. He had taken the charms and compacted them into a spherical orb. With a satisfied, almost evil, smile on his face he crushed the ball in his hand extinguishing the spells and allowing their magic to be absorbed into his body.
He then reached out and opened the doors and stepped inside shutting them quietly behind him. At around twelve o'clock midnight he could not believe that the Malfoys would still have any lights on. It was only lit by a few floating candles here and there, but with his new vision he could easily make out the fine details of the immense entryway he was in. Strutting forward he stooped in the middle of the white marble floor and closed his eyes.
There. He could feel it; Draco was in the passageway to his left. He opened his eyes again and quietly stepped into it. He moved forward swiftly and silently avoiding the light and allowing his body to meld with the shadows. He found a flight of stairs going down to his left after traveling past various doors and other stairways. His senses told him he was down there with another presence heading toward him. He instantly knew it was Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, prominent Death Eater and Voldemort's right hand man. Harry felt the sudden urge to kill the man, not that he hadn't before as he contributed to Sirius's death, but he had never felt the kind of rage and hatred flowing through him right then only because of what he had done to his son. The incredible rush of adrenaline, anger, and hatred he felt now was only rivaled to the times he spent near Lord Voldemort.
Harry allowed himself to emerge from the shadows fully intending on meeting Lucius head on. Harry continued forward until he came to a landing that he guessed was half way down to his destination and decided to wait for the arrival of dear Lucius. He realized he didn't have his wand but for some reason it didn't bother him much, as if he knew all would end in his favor. He stationed himself in front of the path to the higher floors and waited. About three minutes later the blonde haired man he was looking for reached the landing and stopped suddenly.
"Just the person I was looking for," said Harry in a voice cold enough to make hell freeze over.
Lucius spluttered for a second before regaining his composure and said, "How in Merlin's name did you get into my home and why on earth are you here in the first place."
Harry smirked coldly emerging completely from the shadows he was veiled in and stated, "I'm here to save your son,"
Lucius gasped slightly at the sight of Harry looking like death itself. "You wish Potter I think it is I who will be presenting you as a gift to my master," said Lucius as he drew his wand.
Harry only smirked cruelly and whispered vehemently, "Just try me."
Lucius cast many spells in quick succession but to Harry they seemed to move in slow motion allowing him to dodge them easily. Lucius finally cast the cruciatus curse and Harry decided it was time to end this, as Draco was loosing strength with each passing second. He caught the spell in his right hand and forced it into a spherical orb again, smirking evilly at Lucius's horrified and disbelieving expression.
"Give this to your master," spat Harry and he threw the spell at Lucius and watched as he dropped to the floor writhing in unfathomable amounts of pain. "Serves you right you bastard," said Harry as he walked past Lucius to the other doorway leading to where Draco was.
Once he entered the tunnel he broke into a run and arrived at the cell door within minutes. Was he to late, would Draco make it, thoughts like these raced through Harry's head at a million miles a minute. He could smell the blood, Draco's blood, as he reached out to crush the magical lock in his bare hand.
He opened the door to find a sight he never wanted to witness again.
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Draco:
I looked up to see an angel, I swore I was dying. But I knew I wasn't, for one I was sure I was going to hell and two it hurt to damn much.
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Harry thought he was going to gag, dreams were not the same as real life. The sight of Draco chained to the wall and bloodied torturing devices on the other wall made him want to scream. Draco stirred and looked up at him, his silver eyes hollow and dead but Harry saw a flicker of hope no matter how small flash through those eyes as he whispered in a ragged voice, "Harry."
It was at that moment that Harry felt it, a strange sensation running along his shoulder blades as if they were filleted open without any pain. He felt rather than saw huge wings spread to their fullest extent as he stretched them like aching muscles and then allowing them to retract to their normal position. He was supposed to freak out now right, no everything was right like something he had been missing all these years was suddenly found. He was at peace and his only concern at that moment was Draco.
Harry walked over to Draco to kneel down to his level and touched the manacles on Draco's wrists unlocking them effortlessly. Harry gingerly pulled a teary eyed and not to mention naked Draco into a standing position supported by Harry's strong arms. Draco slumped fully against Harry's body as Harry folded his wings protectively around Draco and hugged him tightly to him. Harry wanted to go to a place where he could get help for Draco and be safe from Voldemort's clutches, not Hogwarts they wouldn't understand it, but home his real home . . . where his kind still existed.
Harry closed his eyes and the two of them disappeared.
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Muahahahahahahahahahaha I'm greed for reviews and you know it'll make me write faster! Please tell me if this one was as good as the last! And as for where they are going well . . . that's a surprise for the next chapter! (Though I did give a hint in the first chapter o.O )
I didn't kill Lucius for a reason!
Thanks again to all of my lovely reviewers and now that I have done my part it is time for you to do yours!
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