Well here is yet another chapter for you all. Hope you like thank you tiger of the fire for doing a wonderful job on this.

Part two: Beginnings or endings

Draco watched from an unnoticed corner as his father stumbled in from his last meeting with Lord Voldemort. He snuck out of the room as quiet as he could, managing not to alert his father of his presence.

When he got to his bedroom he went and sat down on his king sized bed. It was just him and his father, Lucius, now. His dear mother, Narcissa, had been killed by Death Eaters. She had stood up to Lucius and told him that he was not to join the Death Eater ranks.

He agreed with his mother, he didn't want to be one. When she was killed he had lost the last one who could help him get away from the path Lucius and Lord Voldemort had paved for him. He did not want to live in a world controlled by Darkness.

He was rumoured to be the prince of Slytherin and the others would follow him, just like they had followed his father when he was a school. He knew that if he turned away from Voldemort then most of the other Slytherins would follow him as well. Most of them did not want to follow their families and become Death Eaters.

He had made his decision about the Dark Mark he should be receiving tomorrow, His needed to get in contact with headmaster Dumbledore. That was what his mother had told him, to contact him if he didn't want to follow Lucius.

He had written his letter to Dumbledore earlier that day, knowing that when word got out, one of two things will happen with the Slytherins those that were loyal to Voldemort would go to the Dark, or they would follow him and work for the Light.

He hoped he could protect those that followed him from Voldemort; he knew it would be dangerous for him and them. He also knew he would have to watch all the Slytherins and some of the other houses, to save those that had gone under his protective wing.

He sent off the letter and waited for the reply. It didn't take long for the headmaster to send him a letter back:

Mr. D. Malfoy

I am happy to hear of your decision. I know your mother would be extremely proud of you; I will meat you in three hours, knowing that your acceptance ceremony will be tomorrow. I will send you somewhere you will be safe. I will meet you at the border of the Malfoy estate.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Under three hours later he walked out of the manor with a trunk of his belongings, and to the border, waiting for Dumbledore to arrive. He didn't have to wait long as a 'pop' was heard a few metres in front of him.

"Headmaster, thank you," Draco greeted as he walked up with his trunk floating behind him.

He walked up and gave the just turned seventeen-year-old a fatherly hug. "Mr Malfoy I am proud of you for not following your father's footsteps."

He pulled out of the unusual hug and looked up at the aged headmaster. "Thank you, I know many of the others will follow me when they hear about this."

"I know, I am sending you to a safe place, it is very well protected." Albus explained as he took out a sweets wrapper.

He watched Dumbledore with the sweets wrapper and asked, curiously. "Will there be anyone else there?"

"Yes, Harry Potter will be there, you will see Severus Snape for a brief moment, but he has a mission to attend to," he answered, as he cast a spell on the wrapper. "A port key to take us there."

They both held the wrapper and with a pull to the navel they disappeared from the shadows of Malfoy Manor. They reappeared in a deserted street. A few whispered words from Dumbledore led the way to number 12 Grimauld Place.

He walked into the house, hearing shouts of curses, hexes and shielding spells from one of the many rooms. They walked closer to the voice, which now began to get clearer. The voices were that of Severus Snape and Harry Potter.

"Expelliarmus!" came the powerful shout of Harry Potter and a short yell from Severus Snape.

"Well done, Mr. Potter. I think you may have finally grasped the art of wandless magic and dueling," came the sarcastically stern voice of the Hogwarts Potion Master, Severus Snape. "You may actually survive the up coming year without help from someone else." he added sharply as Dumbledore and Draco walked into the larger room.

The two stood facing each other as Albus greeted them "Severus, Harry good to see you both."

Harry scowled one last time at Severus and turned to face Dumbledore and greeted back, "Professor."

"Albus," Severus greeted briskly, after he sent a scowl back at Harry and turned towards his mentor.

"What is Malfoy doing here?" Harry asked as he saw the young man standing quietly beside Dumbledore.

"He will remain here until school starts again," Dumbledore answered not giving any reason as to why Draco will be staying with him. "As it is quiet late I think we should find young Draco a room to sleep in."

"Severus, you are needed for a mission. Harry, Draco you will be alone here for the next two weeks. Until the Weasley's arrive," Dumbledore said, as he led them up the stairs to an empty room, next to the one in which Harry slept in.

Dumbledore and Severus left the two alone with a friendly good night and a curt nod from Severus. The two were alone, with no one there to pull them apart from each other if they should start fighting

Harry looked into the silver-blue eyes that whirled with restrained emotion. "Malfoy, I won't ask you why you are here, until you are ready." He smiled gently.

"Thanks Potter," Draco replied without his usually venom, laced voice.

"Get some sleep, good night," Harry said and with those words Harry turned and walked out of the door and gently closed it behind him.

"Night," came the small whispered voice of Draco as silent tears began to flow, as the memories of the last moth came back to haunt him. He lay down in the bed without bothering to change into his nightwear. As tears made their tracks along pale cheeks, his eyes began to flutter closed as he slid into an uneasy sleep.

Harry was downstairs cooking breakfast for himself and Draco. He served up bacon, eggs and sausages to the plates, as he heard the soft footsteps enter the room. Draco sat down at the table and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

"Here, eat up," Harry said, as he placed the plate and a hot cup of tea in front of Draco.

He picked up the cup of tea and taking a small sip of the scalding, hot liquid, Draco quietly said, "Thank you."

"If you want we could do some training together," Harry suggested, as he got his own breakfast and sat down at the table.

"Is that what you and Severus were doing when I arrived?" he asked, as he started to eat.

"Yes, he was going over everything one last time. He has finished teaching me on dueling tactics and wandless magic." he explained as he drank some tea.

Draco looked into the confident emerald eyes of his once upon a time nemesis and asked, "Would you teach me? I want to help you win."

"Yeah, sure, be prepared to work hard, I'm as bad as Severus when teaching. Oh wandless magic is tiring when you first start, but after a while it gets easier, so expect to be tired when we finish practicing wandless magic okay," Harry explained, as he went back to his food and started to eat.

"Thanks," Draco said, gratefully, and went back to eating.

They finished their breakfast in silence without a word being spoken. Harry got up and started to clean and put away the breakfast dishes. Draco sat there for a minute or so, before getting up to help him. They went and sat down in the living room to let their breakfast go down.

"Draco," Harry said, using his first name. "I'm going to go practice do you wanna come?" he asked as he got up from the couch.

Draco got up as he replied, "Yes okay."

"Let's go and put on some more comfortable cloths and I'll meet you by your bedroom, okay," Harry said as they walked up the stairs and into their separate bedrooms.

Twenty minuets later Draco was changed, he walked out of this room. Harry was leaning against the wall next to the door. They both wore loose trousers and T-shirts. They made their way to the room where Severus and Harry were training last night.

As they entered the room Harry started to explain a few things, "This place is shielded from the Ministry, so you don't have to worry about underage magic."

Draco looked around the bare room and told Harry, "I don't have to worry, I'm seventeen."

"Oh, I'm not yet for another two weeks, when was your birthday?" Harry asked the quiet blonde curiously.

"It was three days ago," Draco answered quietly.

Harry smiled as he looked into the silver-blue eyes and said, "Happy belated birthday then."

They talked for a few more minuets and then Harry laid down the rules for training. The unforgivables were not allowed, naturally. They started practicing things they already knew. They were soon starting to try the new ones that Severus had taught Harry, and now Harry was teaching Draco.

"You're really good," Harry complemented, as they finally stopped their current duel.

Draco took a deep breath and turned to Harry and returned, "Not bad yourself."

Not many of the order members entered Grimauld Place, as most had missions trying to slow Voldemort down. The two were left alone to get along with each other. Severus and Remus stopped by the most, usually together as they were Order partners they continued to spend the next few days practicing their dueling with one another.

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