Chapter Twelve

Draco could not sleep. This had happened frequently this week. At first Draco would wake up suddenly and was then able to get back to sleep. Over the course of the week when Draco woke up he would not get to back sleep. Taking his only resource Draco headed to the library. He would of gone to his Father's room, but recently Draco's Father seemed to have something on his mind. Draco jumped off the bed and paded silently to his bedroom door. He opened it silently and crept softly down to the library. He got there in no time because it was only a couple doors away. Draco opened the massive door and walked up to one of the bookshelves and from the bottom shelve he picked a random book. Draco took the book and headed over to the window seat. He quickly walked over to the window seat and the sat down when he got there. He opened the book and noticed the title. The book was called famous witches and wizards throughout history. Yawning Draco turned the page. Draco was surprised of what he saw. There was a picture of Harry of when he was younger. His parents were side by side and were looking at Harry. The caption below the picture said Harry Potter A.K.A. the Boy Who lived.

Draco scanned the short biography on Harry, it read

In the wizarding world there used to be an evil force called DeathEaters, they followed a very malicious Dark Lord by the name of Voldemort. Voldmert did killed those who got in his way and killed others for 'fun'. On October 31 Voldemort went to Grodic's Hollow to kill James and Lily Potter. Voldmort first killed Jams. Lily was upstairs with baby Harry. Lily pleaded with Voldmort but to no avail did it work, he turned his wand on her. She was dead in seconds, then Voldemort turned his wand onto baby Harry who was giggling. Voldmort said the curse but for some reason the curse reflected off Harry like a mirror and instead hit Voldmort dead on. He was supposedly killed, but still no one knows for sure if he is dead, or if he isn't.

Draco looked at the picture again and confirmed that it was the Harry Potter that was staying in their house at this very moment. Why didn't Harry say anything? Or did he even know? Draco could remember a long time ago when his Mother was alive and his Father had came home in his black robes that Draco saw him wear often.

Flashback: Draco, aged 2 years.

Draco was sitting on his Mother's lap. His Mother's blonde hair was pulled back loosely into a ponytail. In his Mother's hands was a red hardcover book with the title 'Fairy tales for young wizards and witches' written on it in bold white letters. On the front there was a picture of a young witch that had a red robe on. The pages were dog-eared with age. Draco loved this book. On days where his Father left to go to work or go to some type of meeting Draco and his Mother would spend the whole day together. Sometimes they would visit their friends the Crabbes and Gyoles, sometimes they would go out shopping at Diagon Alley, and not as often but if Draco was well behaved they would got to Surry Park.

The front door was Flung open with such great force it shook the house, and was slammed shut shortly after. Draco knew his Father was angry but the question was what it was that had him so angry? Draco slid closer to his Mother, and Narcarissa, sensing Draco's uneasiness, set the book she was holding down on the table before her and drew her son closer to her. Footsteps could be heard coming up the stairs and then toward the library. Draco closed his eyes, not wanting to see his Father when he was angry.

The door opened and Lucius stalked in. 'Hello Nacarissa, and hello Draco.' Lucius said as he set down what appeared to be a black briefcase.

'Good evening.' Nacarissa stated quietly.

'Oh it isn't,' Lucius said slowly turning his eyes toward the floor.

'Why is that?' Nacarissa questioned.

Lucius motioned his arm toward the door and simply said 'A word if you please?' Nacarissa nodded and the pair headed out the door. That left Draco to wander around the library. First he tried looking for a book to read but that was a fruitless attempt. For the two year old could not read and none of the books interested him. Taking his second choice of keeping himself entertained he walked over to the door and put his ear right up close. Sure it would be considered eavesdropping but did 2 year old Draco know about that concept? Nope.

'It is the anniversary of that day.' Draco heard his father say. Cruelness lined his voice. What was so bad about this day? It was after all only October thirty first and to Draco it was the best day of the year. It was Halloween, the day he was to go to the Crabbe's and have a party. This would be his first grown up party and Draco was excited.

Draco leaned closer to the door and heard that name. It was spoken in whispers when he went to Knockturn Alley, Draco didn't know what made this boy so special but for some reason Draco thought it would be nice to be him. Little did Draco know how wrong he was. For at two years old Harry was living a life that most would never think the boy who lived ever have.

Instead of putting Harry with a wizarding family where he would be treated like part of the family Dumbledore placed Harry at the Dursleys. He said it is a wise move saying that 'The blood of his relatives would protect him.' But who would protect Harry from his relatives?

The door opened suddenly and his parents came in.

'Time to go Draco,' Nacarissa said as she came in after her husband.

End Flashback

'Draco, Draco, Draco.' A voice said. Draco looked around and could see nothing. Draco began to get off the window seat but was grabbed from behind by a figure all dressed in black. His hood flew revealing...

'Uncle,' Draco gasped and then took a breath, 'Serverus.' Draco stuttered.

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Harry ran for a long time. He wanted to get away from the Malfoy manor quickly as possible no matter what, and if it meant going back to the Dursleys, so be it. Harry had slowed down when he was a few blocks from the Malfoy house. Harry kicked a pebble and sighed. He certainly felt safe around Lucuis and Draco but knew that the trust that he had in Lucius was broken between them now. Harry looked around and recognized where he was, he was in the park where he had met Lucius, the place that helped his dreams come true, and the place where he made his first friend. Making friends with Draco was one of the better things that happened in his life. In a life where his home life wasn't great and where he was considered the worst person on the planet the day that Lucius befriended him was the best day ever in Harry's opinion. Whenever he went to the park he felt safer then ever before. The only reason being is because Lucius was there. Harry went over to the tree that was his favorite spot in the whole park, this is also where he would often meet Lucius before he began living at Lucius's house. Harry sighed again and looked at the tree that shot up into the sky. It was a huge oak tree that had been there was long as Harry could remember. Harry looked up at the stars finding his favorite star which was Sirius, Harry sighed and continued to looked at the bright star shining in the sky.

Remembering that his relatives were going on a trip to Hawaii, Harry curled up in a ball a began to drift off to sleep.

Authors notes- I'm glad this is going well. This update was faster then usual because I had a four day weekend. Next update I don't know when it will be but I'll try to make it as fast as this update. On another note I have watched the Chamber of Secrets movie again and have noticed something. In the scene with Hagrid's hut when Lucius comes into the hut his hair is in a ponytail with a black bow, it was so kawaii . Also thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. So here is my notes to reviewers: