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Summary: Alternate Universe Fiction. Harry's parents were not killed that Halloween night by Voldemort. They were killed the next day by Severus Snape. Voldemort sees Harry takes him in as his son and heir. Harry grows up into a World where his name is as scary as his Voldemort's. His best friend is Draco Malfoy and he has everything he wants, but the one thing he can not have is Ginny Weasley's love. He orders her to marry him, but then Draco gets upset.
Everything is Nothing
KTBallerina
Chapter 3
Draco sat alone in the huge echoing manor. He was afraid to tell Ginny about her parents' murderer. Draco knew he had grown into the mirror image of his father, the mirror image of a murderer. It would kill Ginny to know, perhaps it was best if he left. She would be safer not knowing the truth. I have to protect her, Draco rationalized. He quickly formed a plot in his head. If I love her I would save her, to save her I had to hurt her, he thought.
With Harry she would always be safe.
As Harry entered the manor carrying her sleeping form Draco smiled, she looked so beautiful. He stepped out into the hall once Harry had placed her on her bed.
Ginny dreamed her usual dream. She and Draco escaped, but tonight the story did not end in happily ever after. There was a hooded figure, his wand shot green light at Draco and Draco fell. The figure grabbed Ginny and the whole time bloodcurdling screams could be heard. Ginny shivered and rolled over. Her nightmare left her sweating, but strangely cold, she knew it was a sign.
Harry appeared in the hallway a few doors down from where Draco stood,
"Evening Draco," Harry said smiling.
"How did it go?" Draco asked feeling as though no pretenses were necessary.
"Really well, her brothers look a lot like her, red hair and all. She just kept saying how wonderful it was to finally meet them," Harry answered. "I swear, I did nothing to her, big brother Draco," he added smirking.
"I know, she probably would have hexed you by now," he said with a smirk to match Harry's.
"Did you accomplish anything today?" Harry asked eyebrows raised, disappearing beneath a mop of black hair.
"Yes, actually, I did. I have come to the conclusion I could serve our cause greater if I was allowed to begin a school of magic," Draco answered steadily. "My father says that Hogwarts could have been quite a school if Dumbledore had not ruined it."
"A school to teach those of wizarding blood how to become proper wizards. A very interesting idea, Draco," Harry said now listening keenly.
"I picture a school where young pureblood witches and wizards could come together and learn magic, teach what needs to be taught. Besides, Headmaster Malfoy does have a nice ring to it," he added jokingly.
"Yes it does, besides a wizarding academy could be used to train an army worthy of the Dark Lord," Harry mused.
"Hogwarts shall reopen then?" Draco asked carefully.
"Yes, but only those who are at least three-fourths wizards," Harry said decidedly. "Not everyone is so blessed as you and I as to have had pureblood parents." Draco sneered to himself, imagine Harry's reaction to his precious father being a halfblood.
"It is understood. I shall begin to make the necessary arrangements; staff appointments, housing, house elves, prefects and heads, letters of acceptance, and the sorting hat," Draco said.
"What is a sorting hat?" Harry asked intrigued.
"It belonged to Godric Gryffindor one of the founders of Hogwarts, who thought the students should be separated into houses, depending upon their characteristics. It sorts you into your house," Draco explained.
"What do you mean by house?" Harry asked again looking quite confused.
"There are four houses, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. Ravenclaw is for the brainy, Hufflepuff is for the untalented, Gryffindor is for the do-gooders, and Slytherin is for the cunning and ambitious," he answered mocking all, but Slytherin. "Both our fathers were Slytherins in their days."
"Proceed with your plans then Draco, with my blessing," Harry said bowing slightly and grinning.
"Thank you for my benevolence, my liege," Draco said bowing so deep he could have touched his toes, laughing all the while.
"I am hungry, let us go down to dinner, so you can tell my father of your plans," Harry said motioning to his stomach. They proceeded to the dining hall, and were surprised to find it empty. They spent dinner laughing and joking, Draco had a hard time reminding himself Harry was his enemy.
Draco excused himself after the twelfth course and went to the gardens to wander, but he was not alone in his idea. Draco's mother, Narcissa was also enjoying the beauty of the gardens.
"Evening Mother," Draco said softly.
"Hello, Draco," she said her tear-stained face looked at him.
"Have you been crying?" he asked carefully.
"Yes, I mean no.I just can not, oh Draco," she said breaking into renewed sobs.
"Mother, what is the matter?" Draco asked totally confused. Narcissa looked around to check if they were alone.
"It is Ginny, I just... I had always hoped she would one day, perhaps if you had wanted to." she said before her crying once again overcame her.
"What?" Draco demanded rather impatiently.
"That she would marry you, my son," Narcissa spat.
"Why?" Draco asked. Sure, he had wanted to marry Ginny, but why did his mother think it was a good idea.
"She is like a daughter to me, I raised her. She would really be a daughter if she had married you," Narcissa said bitterly, tears now rolled down her cheek freely.
"Mother, do not cry. Malfoys do not cry," he said sounding a lot like another Malfoy. Narcissa cast him a withering look.
"Before I was a Malfoy, I was a Black. Blacks have always done as they wished, not as they were commanded," Narcissa answered sharply. Draco was stunned at the outburst from his gentle mother who had always been so calm, passive, and quiet. "You do not have to follow his footsteps, Draco. Your father wanted power, if you want to be free you can leave. Your father has bound himself to be a servant forever, all because he was seduced by power."
"You seem to want to leave, you know where the door is," Draco snapped. "How come you do not walk away?"
"You," she answered simply. "I would never walk away from you."
"Why?" he asked bewildered, that was the last answer he was expecting.
"I love you and you should never walk away from those you love," Narcissa said staring at her son with kind eyes.
"Did you stay with my father because you loved him?" Draco asked curious. Narcissa's eyes glazed over in tears.
"At first, I fell in love with a wonderful man, but later.No, I stayed with Lucius for you. I hoped I could save you from him. Looks as though I have failed, my darling son yet again," she said sadly. "I am sorry."
"You did what was right and not what was easy, it was very brave. Very brave, but foolish, mother. You should have left me. I am grateful, but-"
"If you are grateful you should leave this place. Run, and never look back. Do not worry for me or anyone else. I would gladly give my life to save yours," she said.
"I can not. You stayed for me, because of love and now I must do the same. I must stay for the one I love," Draco said hoping understanding would reach his mother. She smiled and in that instance understood.
"You can right the wrongs, Draco darling," his mother said quietly.
"Leave and save yourself," he encouraged.
"I will always love you, no matter what happens and I need to know you know that," Narcissa pleaded.
"I will never doubt it," Draco answered. "Now I have to do the right thing." He set off for Ginny's room, silver eyes ablaze with determination.
"Good luck, Draco, my dragon," Narcissa whispered to his retreating back.
Draco knocked softly on her door, she answered it pulling the door away slowly looking at who was knocking. She pulled him inside and smiled.
"I knew you were coming," she said happily.
"We are leaving this place," Draco told her. The smile she had slipped off her face.
"I do not think we should," she said sadly.
"What? Why?" Draco asked shocked, not in a pleasant way.
"I had a dream-"
"Dreams mean absolutely nothing. And besides-"
"Have you forgotten about my brothers?" she demanded angrily.
"No, but I thought you wanted to leave," he said blinking.
"I could leave by myself, but I have to stay for my family," she said softly.
"Ginny this is our chance to be together!" Draco exclaimed.
"Its easy for you, you do not have the blood of six brothers on your hands," she said testily.
"You want to stay?" he asked incredulously.
"Of course not, I want my family to be safe," Ginny explained.
"What about Harry not really being Voldemort's son or Voldemort not being a pureblood?" Draco asked angrily. His mother was wrong, acting in the name of love is hard.
"It does not matter. As long as Harry is his heir I have no choice! Is that what you wanted to hear?" Ginny asked crying. "Are you happy now?"
"No, I wanted you to say you will come with me," Draco said honestly. "Ginny, we could have everything, it is possible."
"No, its not. The day my parents died, everything became impossible," Ginny said quietly. Draco's guilt kept him from speaking. "I have to grow to love Harry, marry him."
"I will leave you alone, Ginny. We had our chance and you passed it by. I will never bother you again, goodbye," Draco said "Have a good life, I am sure you and Harry will be happy together."
"Draco that is not fair," Ginny said tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Life is not fair, and Malfoys do not play by the rules," he answered truthfully.
"Walk out that door Draco and you will never be allowed to crawl back into my life," she threatened.
"I would have stayed with you, I would have taken you with me, I would have done anything, but you pushed me out the door. Farewell, Ginny. I will always remember you as the girl who broke my heart, then shattered my life," he said staring into her eyes.
"Draco, do not leave, please. I will always love you and you know that," Ginny said. There was no response, except the door closing. "Damn you Draco Malfoy, I love you and I will love you until the day I die, but you were the one to leave."
Draco held back his tears, Malfoys did not cry. They were the ones who caused the crying. They did not have broken hearts, they were the heart breakers. For the first time in his life draco wished he was not a Malfoy.
Draco left the manor and began his reign as Headmaster of Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. The school flourished and he was praised as one of the greatest headmasters ever. He vowed never to return to the manor, but about a month after leaving a letter arrived for him about Harry and Ginny's marriage.
Draco
Please attend my wedding, you have been far too busy running that school of yours. Please be willing to also serve as my best man. There is no one else who would be able to fill the position. I have decided to allow Ginny's oldest brother to act as her father. Please return to the manor for this day. Please R.S.V.P. soon.
Your Dearest Friend and Accomplice,
Harry James Riddle
P.S.
No, is not an acceptable R.S.V.P.
Draco read the letter slowly. How could he possibly stand and watch as harry and Ginny were married. He vowed never to see Ginny again and now he would have to stand feet away as she married another man. His best friend.
This is one day I will not be ordered about like a servant. I do not care who I must stand against, I can control myself.
A/N: Read and Review, you know you want to. Thanks, Love KTBallerina.
Summary: Alternate Universe Fiction. Harry's parents were not killed that Halloween night by Voldemort. They were killed the next day by Severus Snape. Voldemort sees Harry takes him in as his son and heir. Harry grows up into a World where his name is as scary as his Voldemort's. His best friend is Draco Malfoy and he has everything he wants, but the one thing he can not have is Ginny Weasley's love. He orders her to marry him, but then Draco gets upset.
Everything is Nothing
KTBallerina
Chapter 3
Draco sat alone in the huge echoing manor. He was afraid to tell Ginny about her parents' murderer. Draco knew he had grown into the mirror image of his father, the mirror image of a murderer. It would kill Ginny to know, perhaps it was best if he left. She would be safer not knowing the truth. I have to protect her, Draco rationalized. He quickly formed a plot in his head. If I love her I would save her, to save her I had to hurt her, he thought.
With Harry she would always be safe.
As Harry entered the manor carrying her sleeping form Draco smiled, she looked so beautiful. He stepped out into the hall once Harry had placed her on her bed.
Ginny dreamed her usual dream. She and Draco escaped, but tonight the story did not end in happily ever after. There was a hooded figure, his wand shot green light at Draco and Draco fell. The figure grabbed Ginny and the whole time bloodcurdling screams could be heard. Ginny shivered and rolled over. Her nightmare left her sweating, but strangely cold, she knew it was a sign.
Harry appeared in the hallway a few doors down from where Draco stood,
"Evening Draco," Harry said smiling.
"How did it go?" Draco asked feeling as though no pretenses were necessary.
"Really well, her brothers look a lot like her, red hair and all. She just kept saying how wonderful it was to finally meet them," Harry answered. "I swear, I did nothing to her, big brother Draco," he added smirking.
"I know, she probably would have hexed you by now," he said with a smirk to match Harry's.
"Did you accomplish anything today?" Harry asked eyebrows raised, disappearing beneath a mop of black hair.
"Yes, actually, I did. I have come to the conclusion I could serve our cause greater if I was allowed to begin a school of magic," Draco answered steadily. "My father says that Hogwarts could have been quite a school if Dumbledore had not ruined it."
"A school to teach those of wizarding blood how to become proper wizards. A very interesting idea, Draco," Harry said now listening keenly.
"I picture a school where young pureblood witches and wizards could come together and learn magic, teach what needs to be taught. Besides, Headmaster Malfoy does have a nice ring to it," he added jokingly.
"Yes it does, besides a wizarding academy could be used to train an army worthy of the Dark Lord," Harry mused.
"Hogwarts shall reopen then?" Draco asked carefully.
"Yes, but only those who are at least three-fourths wizards," Harry said decidedly. "Not everyone is so blessed as you and I as to have had pureblood parents." Draco sneered to himself, imagine Harry's reaction to his precious father being a halfblood.
"It is understood. I shall begin to make the necessary arrangements; staff appointments, housing, house elves, prefects and heads, letters of acceptance, and the sorting hat," Draco said.
"What is a sorting hat?" Harry asked intrigued.
"It belonged to Godric Gryffindor one of the founders of Hogwarts, who thought the students should be separated into houses, depending upon their characteristics. It sorts you into your house," Draco explained.
"What do you mean by house?" Harry asked again looking quite confused.
"There are four houses, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. Ravenclaw is for the brainy, Hufflepuff is for the untalented, Gryffindor is for the do-gooders, and Slytherin is for the cunning and ambitious," he answered mocking all, but Slytherin. "Both our fathers were Slytherins in their days."
"Proceed with your plans then Draco, with my blessing," Harry said bowing slightly and grinning.
"Thank you for my benevolence, my liege," Draco said bowing so deep he could have touched his toes, laughing all the while.
"I am hungry, let us go down to dinner, so you can tell my father of your plans," Harry said motioning to his stomach. They proceeded to the dining hall, and were surprised to find it empty. They spent dinner laughing and joking, Draco had a hard time reminding himself Harry was his enemy.
Draco excused himself after the twelfth course and went to the gardens to wander, but he was not alone in his idea. Draco's mother, Narcissa was also enjoying the beauty of the gardens.
"Evening Mother," Draco said softly.
"Hello, Draco," she said her tear-stained face looked at him.
"Have you been crying?" he asked carefully.
"Yes, I mean no.I just can not, oh Draco," she said breaking into renewed sobs.
"Mother, what is the matter?" Draco asked totally confused. Narcissa looked around to check if they were alone.
"It is Ginny, I just... I had always hoped she would one day, perhaps if you had wanted to." she said before her crying once again overcame her.
"What?" Draco demanded rather impatiently.
"That she would marry you, my son," Narcissa spat.
"Why?" Draco asked. Sure, he had wanted to marry Ginny, but why did his mother think it was a good idea.
"She is like a daughter to me, I raised her. She would really be a daughter if she had married you," Narcissa said bitterly, tears now rolled down her cheek freely.
"Mother, do not cry. Malfoys do not cry," he said sounding a lot like another Malfoy. Narcissa cast him a withering look.
"Before I was a Malfoy, I was a Black. Blacks have always done as they wished, not as they were commanded," Narcissa answered sharply. Draco was stunned at the outburst from his gentle mother who had always been so calm, passive, and quiet. "You do not have to follow his footsteps, Draco. Your father wanted power, if you want to be free you can leave. Your father has bound himself to be a servant forever, all because he was seduced by power."
"You seem to want to leave, you know where the door is," Draco snapped. "How come you do not walk away?"
"You," she answered simply. "I would never walk away from you."
"Why?" he asked bewildered, that was the last answer he was expecting.
"I love you and you should never walk away from those you love," Narcissa said staring at her son with kind eyes.
"Did you stay with my father because you loved him?" Draco asked curious. Narcissa's eyes glazed over in tears.
"At first, I fell in love with a wonderful man, but later.No, I stayed with Lucius for you. I hoped I could save you from him. Looks as though I have failed, my darling son yet again," she said sadly. "I am sorry."
"You did what was right and not what was easy, it was very brave. Very brave, but foolish, mother. You should have left me. I am grateful, but-"
"If you are grateful you should leave this place. Run, and never look back. Do not worry for me or anyone else. I would gladly give my life to save yours," she said.
"I can not. You stayed for me, because of love and now I must do the same. I must stay for the one I love," Draco said hoping understanding would reach his mother. She smiled and in that instance understood.
"You can right the wrongs, Draco darling," his mother said quietly.
"Leave and save yourself," he encouraged.
"I will always love you, no matter what happens and I need to know you know that," Narcissa pleaded.
"I will never doubt it," Draco answered. "Now I have to do the right thing." He set off for Ginny's room, silver eyes ablaze with determination.
"Good luck, Draco, my dragon," Narcissa whispered to his retreating back.
Draco knocked softly on her door, she answered it pulling the door away slowly looking at who was knocking. She pulled him inside and smiled.
"I knew you were coming," she said happily.
"We are leaving this place," Draco told her. The smile she had slipped off her face.
"I do not think we should," she said sadly.
"What? Why?" Draco asked shocked, not in a pleasant way.
"I had a dream-"
"Dreams mean absolutely nothing. And besides-"
"Have you forgotten about my brothers?" she demanded angrily.
"No, but I thought you wanted to leave," he said blinking.
"I could leave by myself, but I have to stay for my family," she said softly.
"Ginny this is our chance to be together!" Draco exclaimed.
"Its easy for you, you do not have the blood of six brothers on your hands," she said testily.
"You want to stay?" he asked incredulously.
"Of course not, I want my family to be safe," Ginny explained.
"What about Harry not really being Voldemort's son or Voldemort not being a pureblood?" Draco asked angrily. His mother was wrong, acting in the name of love is hard.
"It does not matter. As long as Harry is his heir I have no choice! Is that what you wanted to hear?" Ginny asked crying. "Are you happy now?"
"No, I wanted you to say you will come with me," Draco said honestly. "Ginny, we could have everything, it is possible."
"No, its not. The day my parents died, everything became impossible," Ginny said quietly. Draco's guilt kept him from speaking. "I have to grow to love Harry, marry him."
"I will leave you alone, Ginny. We had our chance and you passed it by. I will never bother you again, goodbye," Draco said "Have a good life, I am sure you and Harry will be happy together."
"Draco that is not fair," Ginny said tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Life is not fair, and Malfoys do not play by the rules," he answered truthfully.
"Walk out that door Draco and you will never be allowed to crawl back into my life," she threatened.
"I would have stayed with you, I would have taken you with me, I would have done anything, but you pushed me out the door. Farewell, Ginny. I will always remember you as the girl who broke my heart, then shattered my life," he said staring into her eyes.
"Draco, do not leave, please. I will always love you and you know that," Ginny said. There was no response, except the door closing. "Damn you Draco Malfoy, I love you and I will love you until the day I die, but you were the one to leave."
Draco held back his tears, Malfoys did not cry. They were the ones who caused the crying. They did not have broken hearts, they were the heart breakers. For the first time in his life draco wished he was not a Malfoy.
Draco left the manor and began his reign as Headmaster of Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. The school flourished and he was praised as one of the greatest headmasters ever. He vowed never to return to the manor, but about a month after leaving a letter arrived for him about Harry and Ginny's marriage.
Draco
Please attend my wedding, you have been far too busy running that school of yours. Please be willing to also serve as my best man. There is no one else who would be able to fill the position. I have decided to allow Ginny's oldest brother to act as her father. Please return to the manor for this day. Please R.S.V.P. soon.
Your Dearest Friend and Accomplice,
Harry James Riddle
P.S.
No, is not an acceptable R.S.V.P.
Draco read the letter slowly. How could he possibly stand and watch as harry and Ginny were married. He vowed never to see Ginny again and now he would have to stand feet away as she married another man. His best friend.
This is one day I will not be ordered about like a servant. I do not care who I must stand against, I can control myself.
A/N: Read and Review, you know you want to. Thanks, Love KTBallerina.
