Two- Seek and You Shall Find

Harry had peered through the windows of the Knight Bus but couldn't see a thing, he couldn't find Draco. He and the driver got off the bus to find him. "Mind you" the driver said, "I trust you know what you're doing. I don't trust a Malfoy but as long as you do Mr. Potter I'll help you find him." They yelled out his name but couldn't yell too loudly or else they would attract more than Draco's attention. Harry, seeing the driver near giving up the search, did the only thing he knew would get his attention. Harry remembered back to second year in which he and Draco were to duel each other. Draco saw first hand that Harry could speak Parseltounge. He hissed in the mysterious language...

"Soren mis catha siashe. Soren mis catha, siano sathera..."
"Don't be afraid come here. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you..."

Draco heard the hissing and even though he had no idea what was being said he knew who it was; 'And that's all that matters...' he thought. Draco was hiding in the dark shrubbery near the gate. He had seen Harry and the driver get out but he couldn't move himself so he pushed. Draco took out his wand, knowing the message he would give Potter and said "Legimens!!" Harry felt a familiar discomfort, he knew it was the discomfort Snape gave him when he entered Harry's mind. Instead of trying to fight he decided to go with the flow. He saw very little scenes of his memories and more of Malfoy. The blonde's hair had grown and was styled with longer bangs, like his third year hair-style but a little bit longer. His skin was paler, he looked fragile and frightened. His silvery-blue eyes bore into Harry's as he delivered his message.

"Harry something awful has happened to me. I need your help. I need sanctuary, possibly asylum. Please help me. I have no other choice than to be where you are. If you could have Dumbledor send me to Snape or possibly Scotland I would appreciate it. Follow the sound of my voice and you'll find me."

Harry followed the voice and found the person on the other side of the fence. "Draco, Draco can you apparate? We need to get you out of here. I saw what happened to you. It was like I was Voldemort himself." Harry noticed as he said this Draco didn't even flinch at the sound of Voldemort's name, he continued, "I need to get you out of here." And before Harry could say any more Draco had apparated himself and his belongings into the Knight Bus. Harry signaled to the driver that he was ready to go. He held on to Draco as he wept. "Please, could you take us to the Weasley Burrow?" Harry asked. Without question the driver sped them to the Burrow, Draco paid no mind as the Knight Bus practically flew them to enemy territory. Besides he had more important things to worry about than a silly family grudge. 'How on Earth am I going to tell my godfather I've been raped? How am I going to explain to him that Fudge worked out a deal with the Dark Lord to free my father? Is Snape even going to believe me?' All these questions and more flowed through Draco's mind, he never knew how quickly his questions would be answered.



A/N: Here's a legend providing you with what some of the forms of punctuation will mean in this story:

''= the apostrophes with sentences and words in between show you what a character is thinking. = these carrots come in after Harry says something in Parseltounge. They show you the translation of what Harry said. = these stars may be used later in the story. Harry realizes that another one of the Dark Lord's powers he stole was astral projection, or projecting yourself outside of your body into another's mind, (which is sort of what Draco did.) into another situation, basically anywhere if you're powerful enough. Astral Projection comes with other side gifts which Draco shows Harry in later chapters. Draco, Harry, Dumbledor, Snape, and Professor McGonnagle can do this on their own while Hermionie and others need that time thing. Things will get a bit rocky for Draco the Burrow as he makes Harry promise to keep his secret, but things get much smoother once the gang heads off to Grimmauld Place. Please review any suggestions you have as I am starting to feel a bit of writer's block coming on...-love Llywen