"My Lord may I present my son, Draco Malfoy" Lucius said loudly to the entire hall of Death Eaters standing in front of the raised thrown upon which sat the hideous figure of Harry's nightmares. Harry's scar was ablaze with pain and had it not been for the techniques Professor Bond had taught him to distance his conscience mind from such stimuli whilst maintaining a cool unperturbed outward appearance, Harry would have been instantly discovered.
Draco(Harry) crawled forward as Lucius had instructed him, and kissed Voldemort's robe. This was the most humiliating act of Harry's life. If Harry had not reminded himself constantly that he was doing this to find a way to destroy not just this fowl creature before him but all that he had wrought as well, Harry knew he would have stood up and stabbed Voldemort with Draco's wand right in the heart. //One Day, One Day// he kept thinking to himself. The hatred he felt did help dull the scar's pain.
"Stand before your Lord, young Malfoy" Voldemort commanded. Harry got to his feet and head bowed respectfully directly in front of Voldemort. "I have some very important questions to ask you and I want the truth." Voldemort continued.
"Yes Lord" Harry answered.
"Oh I think we will ensure you do. Lucius would you apply the Veritaserum potion." Voldemort said. Harry was worried. Under the influence of Veritaserum potion he would be unable to say anything but the truth even if that meant giving himself away. He tried to think of a way out but there was none. Not here, not now. He had no choice but to open his mouth for Lucius to pour in the Veritaserum potion. It tasted bitter and Harry's head swum. It was like being in a dream. His eyes refused to focus on the moving room. Voldemort moved in and grabbed the front of Harry's robes. "Now young Malfoy, we will have the truth about you, that school and Harry Potter." he spat into Harry's face.
Harry's scar burned with pain but it was clearing the dream-like feeling from his head. Harry managed to get hold of himself and although he knew he would still have to tell the truth, he was able to decide exactly what parts of the truth to tell and what parts to leave out. It was just as well as Voldemort's first question surprised him.
"Are you a sexual deviate? A seeker of pleasure with members of your own sex, a disgusting foul creature that lies with other men instead of women?" Voldemort asked.
"No" the words escaped Harry's lips before he knew it. Even through the haze of the potion Harry could see Lucius' expression of relief.
"You're not a deviate?" Voldemort asked again.
"No" Harry replied again.
"You do fancy girls then do you?" Voldemort asked.
"Yes" Harry replied
"But you have never shown any interest in the Parkinson girl I am told." Voldemort continued looking aside at one of the Death Eaters in the circle around him.
"Her! Good God no! I don't fancy her." Harry replied easily. It was the truth.
"She will make a Malfoy an excellent wife or so you father thinks." Voldemort stated now enjoying the discomfort the boy's answers were having on one of his Death Eaters.
"Perhaps, yes but I don't fancy her. She is hardly my idea of a good time. She is not exactly a sex kitten, is she?" Harry replied now more in control of his answers. One of the Death Eaters shifted uneasily behind Voldemort. Harry guessed correctly that it would be Pansy Parkinson's father.
"Then who do you fancy?" Voldemort asked.
"A Ravenclaw witch, she is so hot! I'd loved to get her alone and…" Harry answered, the potion getting the better of him for a second but luckily his answer was cut short.
"Very well, I have heard enough." Voldemort replied, "It seems reports to me of your activities were false." He gave two large Death Eaters a nasty look. Harry knew who they would be. Crabbe and Goyle, the fathers of Draco's ever present bodyguards at school. So they were there just as much to keep an eye on Draco as well as to follow his orders. And they reported back to their fathers everything they could. Harry shuddered at the though of his friends reporting back everything he did to the Dursleys.
"Seems I won't need you to fulfil your pledge tonight after all Lucius. Your son is quite a normal 16 year old." Voldemort told Lucius.
"Come young… What was your name Dracus? No Draco that was it. We have much to talk about." Voldemort said putting his arm around Draco(Harry)'s shoulders and leading him to a room off to the side. It was a large room with many documents scattered along a large table. Maps on the wall showed a number of places in the magical world. Harry saw a detailed map of Hogwarts and Hogsmead with all the entrances marked. These were campaign maps for future attacks.
"Draco, I have a most important job that you must do for me. Hogwarts is the centre of opposition to my plans. Your Lord needs your eyes and ears in the mist of my enemies. Everything you can find out particularly about Harry Potter. " Voldemort said pleasantly enough except for the manic look in his eyes. Harry also felt the stab of pain in his head when Voldemort mentioned his name.
"Master, we have a report of the attack. " the masked Death Eater sounded very nervous.
"Stay here young Draco. We have much to talk of after I attend to this." Voldemort told Draco(Harry) as he rose and left the room.
Harry stood and checked the door. He was alone. He acted quickly. He went to the map of Hogwarts and studied it carefully. Marked on the map was access routes and notation of important areas such as Dumbledore's office. Harry raised his left arm and uncovered the watch he wore. It was a gift from Professor Bond. It looked like a normal Rolex but was capable of much more than telling the time. Harry touched the button on its side and the built in digital camera captured the map in exquisite detail. Harry moved onto the next and then the next. After all the maps were photographed, Harry turned his attention to the journal lying on the large table. Voldemort's own handwriting outlined his thoughts, plans and magical discoveries. The camera again saved images of all the pages. Then Harry found a real treasure. It was a register of the Death Eaters, listing names, locations, jobs and a brief note of their activities. Harry snapped it with glee.
Footsteps! Harry heard footsteps approaching. He replaced the register where he had found it and quickly checking that there were no signs of his espionage, he returned to the seat and awaited Voldemort's return. His heart was thumping.
But it was not Voldemort who entered the room, it was Lucius. "Draco, come quickly."
"Father, the Lord ordered me to stay here!" Harry told him.
"Never mind that now, you must leave immediately. Do as I say!" Lucius said.
"Yes father," Harry was happy to make a quick exit now he had the information he came for.
Lucius led Draco(Harry) by a winding route through the building until they came to the fireplace that Draco(Harry) had arrived at. "I will be needed here tonight, I will talk to you in the morning." Lucius told him. Lucius held the bowl for Draco(Harry) to take floo powder from, when they heard a bellowing voice shout
"Fools, I have nothing but fools and cowards to do my bidding!" A man in a Death Eater robe ran from a doorway but a cry of "Cruico" and the man fell screaming before them.
Lucius snapped, "Go now!" to Draco(Harry) and Harry was happy to follow the suggestion. He threw the powder into the fire and yelled "Malfoy Manor" and dove into the flames. He slid out of the Malfoy manor fireplace.
Harry brushed the soot off his black robe and tried to think about what had happened. He walked quickly to the front doors and wrapping the black robe about him passed unseen into the cold night.
He soon approached Nannies cottage and peered into the window. Nanny was talking to someone. It was a house elf.
"Oh you poor thing. Let Nanny see your poor hands. I will fix them right up. Now tell me about the documents Master Lucius had you get today." Nanny said as she dapped a potion onto the house elf's burned hands. Harry guessed the elf had been told to iron its own hands as a punishment for some transgression. As Harry listened at the window he heard the elf tell Nanny what Lucius had been doing through the day and all the things the elf had been sent to get for him. Now Harry knew how Nanny knew so much.
Harry was being to shiver with the cold of the night. He moved to the door and knocked softly. The elf's face appeared at the window and when he saw Harry's black robe standing there he screamed and scuttled away. The door opened to revel Nanny with her wand ready in her hand.
"Oh, its you dear. I have been so worried. Come in." Nanny said.
Harry entered and walked up to the fire to get warm. "Sorry to scare you but I had to come. Something happened when I was at the meeting. Some news came about an attack that upset Voldemort. You don't know anything about it do you?"
"Yes dear, it is the talk of the whole wizarding world. There was even a special edition of the Daily Prophet. Apparently a large number of Death Eaters attacked Diagon Alley." Nanny said as she handed Draco(Harry) the paper.
Harry sat there in his Death Eater's robe reading the story and looking at the pictures of the attack. He couldn't believe it.