I just want to say this so you don't get confused. Every chapter will be going back and forth through time. The present time is two years after Hogwarts. Pay attention to the dates, so you don't get confused. Its kinda like Memento. REMEMBER: if you don't pay attention to the time setting, you will have NO CLUE what is going on.

Just thought I'd mention this to you.

CHAPTER 2: THE FALL OF LUCIUS MALFOY

7th Year: June 11th



This is it: this could be my last night on Earth. And I'm afraid. Not for myself, but everyone around me. Afraid fir the people who were once my enemies, who are now my friends. For a girl who was once considered a 'mudblood', who will eventually be my wife. For the lie I once rejected, which I now embrace. How did it come to this? Well, I already knew the answer to that. This is all HIS fault. My so-called father. Well, he never really was a father to me, was he? No...ruining my life and scrambling my brain can't be what a father is. In reality, Dumbledore was more a father than Lucius. That's really sad. And it took me almost all seven years at Hogwarts to realize it!!! This is why I must do this!!! I have to defend all I have gained!!!

I've been sitting here in this room for quite a while. No one ever goes in the dungeons for the hell if it. I've embraced this place. This darkness is where I belong, though not in the sense of evil. She was supposed to meet me here. I don't think she's coming.

knock knock

Spoke too soon.

I had my wand at the ready.
"Who's there?" I kept my voice cold and unemotional.
"Hermione and Harry," came a voice at the other end. I let out a breath that I didn't even realize I had been holding. With a flick of the want, the door unlocked.

In walked in Hermione and Harry. I stared at Hermione, feeling the swelling in my chest. She was beautiful. I've been blinded by hate for so many years. Now this angel had brought new meaning to my life. Hermione now looked at me, tears in her eyes. Oh man...I hated seeing her like this. I opened my arms and she instantly ran into them. Hermione cried into my chest, not tall enough to reach my shoulders. She continued to cry as I looked up at Harry. Harry met me gaze. His green eyes showed to many emotions.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Malfoy?" he asked. Hermione looked up from my chest, eyes rimmed with red. She broke away from my embrace and stood between me and Harry, to arms crossed against her chest.
"I have to do this," I said, looking not at Harry, but Hermione. But my gaze went to Harry. "He knows about me, now. How I refused to follow anything he says. I am of no use to him. He'll kill me. Maybe not now, but eventually."

Harry looked at me, and for the first time, had a look of respect on his face. Before this, he either was wearing a look of hate (back when we were enemies), patience or calmness. I finally felt that he was truly my friend.

Hermione started crying once again, still keeping her arms crossed. Her heard was down and I saw tears streaming down her face. I took this opportunity to pull Harry aside. I spoke in a low voice.
"Harry, listen to me. If I die tonight, PROMISE me that you will everything you can to protect Hermione. She won't be safe alone."
"Stop saying this, Malfoy. You be-"
"Potter you don't get it, do you? My father might kill me tonight. And he won't just stop there. He'll kill Hermione and everyone who I now care about. Even without Voldemort. I don't want her dead."
"You truly care for her, don't you?" asked Harry, finally realizing something. Guess he didn't believe me before.
"I love her," I said, firmly. "And I want to marry her. I want to have children with her and grow old together. But I also want her to be happy. And if I die tonight, PROMISE me that she'll be happy."
"Alright, alright. I promise that I will keep Hermione safe. Not that I wouldn't do that anyways, Malfoy. She's my best friend," said Harry. I just shrugged my shoulders and turned back towards Hermione. Harry took this as a hint and went back outside.

I walked up to Hermione. She looked up at the sound of my footsteps. Her eyes were now bloodshot red.
"Hermione, don't worry, everything will be alright," I said
"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?" she said. I gave a slight smiled.
"Both."
"Well that reassuring..." she said and turned away from me. I sighed,
"Come on, Hermione, don't be like this. You know I don't have any other choice."
"I know..."
"Then what's wrong?"

She sniffed a little.
"I don't want this to be the last time I see you," she then broke out in tears again. I took a hold of her and she cried back into the robes.
"Hermione, this will NOT be the last time for us."
"And how do you know that!!!" she screamed, breaking away from my grasp. "How do you know that I won't ever see you again?!?! You're the first person I've ever loved!!! HOW DO YOU KNOW YOU WON'T BE DEAD?!?!?"
"I were gonna die, do you really think I'd buy you this!!!" I yelled back and pulled out a box. I opened it up and a diamond ring was inside.

Hermione froze at the site of it. She then looked up at me.

I kneeled down on the ground and took her hand.
"Hermione. I love you. Despite that you are everything my family hates, fuck them. I love you. Not anyone else. And I never will. I want you to be with me forever."
"Draco-"
"No, I want you to know this. I'm doing this all for you. You need to know this. I want you to be my wife. Will you?"

And for the first time since she came in, she stopped crying. There were no more tears to cry.
"Yes."
I got to the Malfoy Mannor by nightfall. This mansion was extra eerie tonight. Maybe it knew what was about to happen.

I walked to the door and opened it on my own. No use on the servants knowing my presence. I didn't need the aggravation.

The ball room was unusually tidy, also. This was odd. No, something was wrong.
"Hello, Draco," came my fathers voice from behind, emerging from the shadows in the corner.

I jumped slightly, but enough to contain my composure. No wonder everything felt this way.
"Hello, father," I said, turning around to face him.

My father is a good 4 inches taller than me, which is huge since I'm 6'1". A power-hungry death eater who stops at nothing to get his way. Odd to think that he works with the Ministry, but we all know that's a cover-up.
"What beings you to the manor that this hour?" he asked, slowly getting closer to me.

Must...not...back...up...
"I just wanted to talk to you, father..." I said, slowly.
"Really...and what did you need to talk to me about, Draco?"
"Well, I want to-"
"No wait," replied my father, cutting Draco off. "Let me guess...you do not want to join the Dark Lord. Am I right?"

Well, I can't really deny that now, can I?
"I don't want to follow something I don't believe in."

I felt him tense up. Maybe that was the wrong thing to say...
"How dare you speak of the Dark Lord as something NOT to believe in!!!" he spat. "And do you really think that you saying you do not want to join will automatically make you free? I think now, Draco. You're foolish if you really believed that."
"I will not join," I said firmly.
"And what brought on this change. A few months ago, you were dying to be the right hand man of the Dark Lord. Now that stupid little mudblood girlfriend of yours has made you weak. And you know I don't like the weak."

Before I could get my wand out, he was yelling a spell.
"Furnunculus!!!" he spat out.

My body was now covered in boils. The pain was so intense that I fell to my knees and screamed. My father just smiled the Malfoy grin.
"Draco, do you really think that you can surpass me? I have seen the true horrors, some that you may never see in your life."

He said another spell and I withered in pain once again.
"It would be beautiful to kill you right now," he sighed. "For betraying the Malfoy name, for denouncing the Dark Lord, for just being a little FOOL!!!"

The pain was subsiding, but not much. I have never felt so much pain in my life.
"But," continued my father. "I will give you one last chance to redeem yourself. Or I will just simply kill you. And do you really think that they'll find out that I killed you? Hardly. I have ways to hind your body that only the maggots or beasts will be around to devour your body. So I will give your this one last chance. Join the Dark Lord or prepare for the worse torture and death that you've ever had."

He whispered another curse and the other spells were suddenly lifted off me. I was gasping for breath.
"Now, Draco, anything you want to tell me?"

I slowly got up. I was filled with hate. Without even thing of it, I took out my wand and quickly yelled, "Avada Kedavra."

A flash of green light sparked out of my wand. The brightness was so intense that it blinded me for a few moments. It was over as soon as it began. There laid Lucius, my father, eyes wide open and dead before me. I wish that I could feel any remorse, but I couldn't. That's how much I hated him.

I walked up to the body.
"You see father," I began, standing in front of his lifeless body. "Too much hate corrupts the mind. You have brought me too much hate during the years. And this is what it has come down to. And for that, I'm sorry."

I walked to the front door and opened it. The outside air felt cooler than earlier. I took one last look at my fathers lifeless body, it eyes wide open as if he was surprised. And sighed and left the house. When I was a few feet away from the house, I heard a blood-curdling scream. It was the sound of my mother when she saw his body.

I just kept on walking.

"Draco Malfoy, son of the deceased Lucius Malfoy, I hear by place you under arrest for the murder Of Lucius Malfoy for using one the Unforgivable Curses," said Amelia Bones, head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Seven other Enforcement officers crowded around me, probably to make sure that I didn't try to escape.

I was back in the dungeons now. I had just walked in to a crying Hermione and sullen Harry when they saw me. Hermione had just enough time to wrap her arms around me and give me a kiss before the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore had found us. Now I was on the floor and Hermione screaming over and over again.
"HE IS INNOCENT!!! IF HE DIDN'T KILL LUCIUS, THEN LUCIUS WOULD'VE KILL HIM!!!"
"Be that as it may, Miss Granger," said Dumbledore solemnly. "Using one of the Unforgivable Curses is result in arrest, no matter what their intentions were."

Hermione had tears streaming down her face, Harry put one arm around her, trying to console.
"However," Dumbledore began. "I will do everything in my power to see that he will be free. After all, Lucius was a death eater." Dumbledore knelt down towards me. I looked up to him. "Mr. Malfoy, you must know that you'll be going to Azkaban. Not for long, though. I will see to it."
"Thank you, Professor." The Ministry of Magic got me on my knees and we apparated to Azkaban.
YaY!!! That's chapter 2 for you!!! I told you they'll be longer. Anyways, that happened TWO YEARS BEFORE chapter 1. Remember to check the dates so you won't get confused.