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Chapter 7: The Whole Truth (In which Draco learns the truth…)
Harry opened the door. His hair was disheveled and he was rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"Wassamatter?" He asked groggily.
"He did it! My own bloody father gave me amnesia!" Draco roared. He punched Harry's door and put a large dent in it. Harry shuffled back into his room and returned with his wand. "Reparo," he muttered.
"What else did you see?" Harry asked.
"He killed a woman. I couldn't see her well, but her name was Narcissa. She didn't get something he wanted and he was angry." Draco saw Harry's face go from curious to solemn.
"Malfoy, I was told not to do this, but I know how it feels to have something kept from you. They wanted me to keep quiet about it because in your condition, you could be in a right state if you found out."
"Tell me about what?" He asked. He knew they were keeping something from him.
Harry heaved a deep sigh. "After Voldermort," Draco gave an involuntary shudder, "fell, a lot of his supporters feigned innocence. Your father included. But the ministry of magic knew about him and they weren't fooled. They checked all his property including you manor. But, there was one thing the ministry overlooked, and that was his private vault at Gringotts."
How could the ministry overlook something like that?"
"I don't know. They didn't find anything in your manor so maybe they just gave up on him. But that's beside the point. In that private vault, your father had a statement for 5 million galleons in Voldermort's name. My guess is, he sent Narcissa to get it, but she was unsuccessful." Harry finished.
"Why?"
Why what?" Harry asked.
"Why couldn't she get it?" Draco asked impatiently.
"It had to be the vault owner. Your father probably didn't get it himself because the ministry was keeping tabs on him. Sending your mother probably seemed logical at the time-"
"My-my-my…my what?" Draco asked quietly.
"Narcissa she was your...your mother." Harry said slowly as realization dawned on him. Draco hadn't known.
"My father killed my mother?" He asked angrily. "Over some stupid illegal bond?"
Harry looked down. "I'm sorry."
"Is he in prison?" Draco asked quickly. He stood up and faced away from Harry. His eyes stung and his knuckles were white. His fists were clenched so tightly he couldn't feel his fingernails cutting into his palm anymore.
"That's why you're here with me." Harry said. "He's escaped."
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Stay tuned for Chapter 8! In which Draco receives comfort.