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Attention everyone, attention! I would like to inform you, all of you, yes even you Larry, that I do not, I repeat DO NOT own anything from this story! (Well I have the plot and lily and maybe other children, but I kinda borrowed the topic so yeah… mental slap Stop rambling! Anything you recognize is probably the work of the wonderful and great J. K. Rowling! (Almost typed Houdini there lol)

A/N: Flames are welcome since my b-day is next week and I dont do matches that well. Please be kind! Im only 13 (almost 14 YIPPEE!) and this is my first fic so bare with me. Ideas for this fic and others are welcome along with flames (tear!), comments, and compliments (this 1s best!) Now on to Ch2 of Starting Over entitled Flashbacks and duels! Oh and if its not specified, italicized words are most likely Draco's thoughts.

Draco was shaken out of his thoughts by the sounds of two people Apparating. Then he heard a familiar women's voice calling, "Draco, are you still here? Please come home! We are (a male's throat clearing) er I am worried about you!"

Then came a horrible cold, drawling voice he recognized as his father's saying, "Draco, you heard your mother! Now get out here! Its your fault she's dead! You can not get her back. Besides she's worthless, just a mudblood!"

Lily gasped and whispered to Draco, "I know that voice! He was with the mean man!"

Draco nodded then put his finger to his lips. She nodded and started to look scared again. Then Draco got on his hands and knees and crawled over to the bush at the corner of the house. He peered over the top of it and saw his mother and father. Idiots aren't smart enough to change out of their robes. For both of them were still in their Death Eater robes, but with their hoods down so their faces were visible. Both were clutching their wands, Lucius in a menacing manner and Narcissa in a scared way. The sight of his father made Draco think of something that had happened earlier that day.

Flashback

Draco was sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for Hermione to come home from the Order meeting. How much he hated those meetings, waiting for his fiancé to come home, him thinking something has happened, but then all is fine and dandy. If he could go it would be fine because he would be with her. But noooo, people just have to hold grudges! He looked at the clock: almost noon. Geez what is taking so long? They're normally down by 10 at least!

POP!

"Finally! Merlin those mee-," he started to say as he walked into the front room. He stopped in his tracks, for right where his fiancé should have been was his father. Lucius laughed. "What your dear precious Mudblood?" he asked coldly.

"What are you doing here?" Draco growled. "Get out of my house!"

"Oh, but don't you want to hear what your dear old man has to say?" Lucius replied. "You might want to know this tid bit of info about itsy bitsy Miss Mudblood."

"What have you done with her?" Draco asked nervously, his heart racing. She was the only person who trusted him besides Dumbledore, and the only one he could trust. He couldn't live without her.

"Oh nothing …yet," Lucius said, smirking at his son's petrified face. "Tonight, we Death Eater's are going to raid somewhere. You and your little dearest had better watch your town. This should be enough of a punishment for being around filthy mudbloods." He spat out the last two words as if they caused a horrible taste. "You, a pureblood, should not be in love with a filthy mudblood! This is why tonight your precious Granger will be killed! On that note, I wish you a farewell, my son."

POP!

Draco's face was extremely pale and his mind and heart were racing. He sat in the chair by the fireplace and rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands. Where was she? He needed to protect her, but how? He couldn't over power a group of Death Eater's.

He almost fell out of his chair when he heard another POP! coming from the kitchen. He whipped out his wand, tense and ready to strike. He turned to face the doorway to find Hermione. He sighed and relaxed. When she saw his wand outstretched, her eyes narrowed.

"What's wrong sweetie? It looks like you have seen Voldemort," she asked innocently, not knowing how close she was.

Draco tried to calm his nerves. He was bluffing. He isn't going to do anything. But in his heart he knew other wise. "I'm fine. I just am worried about you when you're gone. I can't help but think of all the bad things that can happen to you because of being in the Order and being close to Potter and Dumbledore."

End Flashback

Draco crawled back to Lily. He could hear the footsteps coming around the house. He scooped her up as his parents rounded the corner. He squeezed her and his wand tighter. His mind went back to his Hogwarts days, trying to think of a spell he could use. What would 'Mione have done? Oh what was it, im-, im-, impedit? No… impedio! That's it, he thought to himself.

"IMPEDIO!" "EXPELLIARMUS!" CRASH!

Draco ducked behind the rubble pile in time to avoid the disarming spell. He heard his father laughing manically, saying, "Come out, come out, Drakey!"

I can't duel with him when I have Lily! I have to get her out of here. As he thought this, he heard footsteps coming closer. Just as Lucius got to the pile, Draco stood up and POP! was gone.