A/N: HBP was rather morbid, wasn't it? It takes the will to write a cute and cuddly little romance right out of you... so I think I'll write this instead. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Me no own; you no sue.

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The Star Crossed

Chapter 1: The Betrayer Betrayed

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"Avada Kedavra!"

Silence.

Draco stood motionless in the corner, his mind blank and uncomprehending as he watched the pale figure slump slowly to the floor as if in slow motion. He raised his eyes unthinkingly to his father. Lucius Malfoy's wand was still raised; his face was white with some emotion he didn't want to acknowledge (Rage?) (Hatred?) (Fear?).

Draco watched as his father slowly lowered his wand and calmed himself.

'Draco, Draco...'

Lucius's cold eyes turned on his son. "You must understand, Draco..." He said softly, using the tone he often used when manipulating both Draco and Narcissa. "She betrayed Him... and thus, us."

Draco realized absently that he was slowly shaking his head. 'No.'

Lucius's eyes hardened by a miniscule degree. "I know what you're thinking, Draco... but you must understand."

As if his body had a mind of its own, Draco found that he was backing away towards the door. 'No.'

"She would have gotten us all killed, Draco. She was only thinking for herself."

'Draco, Draco...'

His head was still shaking. 'No.'

Lucius's face contorted suddenly— his features more hate and anger than face. "Draco! Are you listening to me? This is for the best— Come back here!"

Draco had reached the door. A little polytonal chorus was going on in his head. 'No... No... No... No...'

'Have to find Mummy... Have to find Mummy... Mummy's hiding...'

'RUN!'

'Draco, Draco...'

"Draco!" His father was very angry now. "Draco! Useless child! Come here!"

'RUN!'

'Draco, Draco...'

"Crucio!"

Draco started to scream.

'Have to find Mummy... Have to find Mummy... Mummy's gone away..."

"Stupid boy! You will listen to me when I speak to you!"

'Draco, Draco, you are not a killer.'

It hurt. It hurt... It burned... 'No.'

'Draco, Draco, you are not a killer.

You are not a killer.

You are not a killer.

You are not...'

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A/N: Short, I know.