Defiant Destiny

Chapter eight

"Dad, you don't understand." Emerald argued, "I have to …"

"No," Harry said, "You don't have to do anything."

"Harry's right, you aren't meant to be at this battle."

"But, I can save lives … I know who dies."

Harry faltered at this, "You can't change the past Emerald, as Draco said you weren't meant to be at this battle."

"Even if it's Ron whose life was going to be lost."

Harry's eyes widened at her words, "Please Dad, let me go, he's not the only one."

"I love Ron, he's like a brother to me but if he is meant to die today then we can't change that, you can't run off into battle, your ten years old."

"Hermione's pregnant, she's alive in my time, she's my god mother but she was never the same since Ron's death, she loved him so much, she never married again."

"Stop it Emerald, we shouldn't know this much of what's to come, do not make me feel guilty, these deaths are not my fault, if I could save them I would but I would do it myself, not send a ten year old to do my fighting for me."

"How do you think George will feel when he finds out his twin is dead, you could save them, just let me go."

"Go to your room, your not going anywhere." Harry said, a stern tone of voice that clearly said that it wasn't an argument, when she was gone Harry turned to Draco, concern written over his face. "I have to go out there" He said, "I can't let Ron and Fred die; they're more like brothers to me than friends."

"Harry, no, you can't, your pregnant, you heard Poppy, there is risk of miscarriages early on, if any one is going to go then it's me."

"But Voldemort, he'll take you away, Emerald was right when she said that I wouldn't get through this without you."

"But he won't kill me, he'll kill you and he'll kill our daughter before she's even born but he won't kill me."

Harry didn't like this but it did make a lot of sense, after all Draco was the only one that wouldn't be killed but Harry knew that Tom would take him away, there was no doubt in his mind that it would happen that way.

"I don't like this but your right, there is no other way around it, go, try to save them."

Draco nodded, kissed Harry and left, he knew that by doing this he was changing the course of history, something that he shouldn't have done, but he couldn't bear to think that he could have saved them, could have done something. His friends after all were so happy, and if what Emerald said was true and Hermione was pregnant and she didn't know it then she was going to need Ron more than she knew.

He nervously paced the common room, waiting for news, his finger nails were now bitten to bleeding stubs, he couldn't hear the battle below and was glad of it, he didn't want to hear the cries of battle.

Emerald came down twenty minutes after Draco had gone, without asking where he had gone she knew, she said nothing however and just hugged her father.

"I love you dad" She said into his chest, she was that short that she only reached to just below his shoulder, Harry hugged her back, awkwardness returned. He had evidently done a good job raising his daughter, here she was, healthy and happy but in the midst of war and he cursed himself for that. Why on earth had he not dealt with Tom, it was ten entire years of non-stop battle, was it really going to last that long.

"I know that you have already said more than you should have done but I need to know why I haven't killed him yet, why is Tom Riddle still alive?"

"I'm here to save lives not to explain failed plans of action, if I could change everything I would but it isn't my place. I'm already scared to go back because I don't know what I'm going to go back to."

"I hope it's a happier place than when you left."

"Jarrod won't be there, maybe Ron will be, everything is going to be so different."

"You have done so much good Emerald, I want you to know that what ever happens I am so proud of what you have accomplished, I couldn't ask for a better daughter than the girl who stands before me now."

Then, for a reason that Harry didn't know she burst into tears and hugged him harder than ever, they remained like this until Dumbledore entered their chambers a sombre look on his face, at once Harry looked terrified of what was to come.

"What happened?" Harry asked, wanting to hear it, to get it over with. "Ron, Fred, are they okay?"

Dumbledore looked to Emerald who had the decency to look slightly ashamed of spilling the secrets of the future. "Ron is of perfect health apart from a few scratches and bruises, Fred however did not fair as well, everyone else however is also okay, there are no fatal injuries."

"So Draco is okay?" Harry asked, he began to panic slightly when a look of confusion past over the headmasters face.

"I was under the impression that Draco was to stay here." He said, then at once he realised what had happened, why he had not expected this he did not know. "He was not among the dead Harry, although he is not among the injured either, I can only assume that …"

He didn't need to finish the rest, the deatheaters had got what they had come for, they had Draco, which meant that Voldemort had Draco. Harry had known that this would happen and he had still allowed himself to watch Draco leave with only a kiss goodbye. He sunk down onto the sofa and began to sob quietly into his hands, Emerald on the floor by his feet, she was in a state of shock at the news.

"It wasn't meant to happen like this, he wasn't meant to take him yet." She said, "it shouldn't have happened like this."

"You being here has changed a lot of things my dear, the damage however has been done, but to be on the safe side I think it is time that we research methods on how to get you back to your own time."

"No, I can't go back, I don't know what I would go back to, for a start Jarrod wouldn't be there, what if I'm an orphan, anything could have happened." She begged, Harry still crying didn't hear them, Dumbledore looked at her pityingly.

"You cannot stay here forever Emerald." He said.

"Why not" Both looked at Harry, his words had shocked them. "Think about it, she's here and Jarrod he isn't, she is the ultimate power right, why can't she kill Tom and be done with it."

"Harry, she is only ten" Dumbledore said trying to reason with the teen, "She may very well die."

"I realise that but if we don't try then we are looking at ten long years of fighting and death, I am going to do what I was born to do and Emerald is coming with me to do it." Harry said defiantly. "Now you said something about Merlin and the sword in the stone?"

Rather reluctantly Dumbledore agreed to help them, he thought it a foolish and suicidal plan but one that might just work, although he didn't like the thought of them going out to their deaths.

There was a lot to organize and arrange, the first step was to find the sword and get Emerald to pull it out of the stone, once that was done they would have to keep it from Voldemort as they planed battle tactics.

Harry however had been right about one thing, it was about time that something was done, before Emerald had come along they were looking at ten years of war, they hadn't known it of course but they were, that was no life to lead.

Voldemort mean while was fuming, he was sat at Riddle manor, Draco was in a cell in the basement and his son had not been at the battle. From what Draco had told him it was too late and Jarrod was never coming back, he didn't like this however and was positive that the blonde was lying to him.

Draco was not chained, bound or gagged, he was however wandless, cold and hungry, there was a thread bare blanket and a bowl that he assumed was to be used as a toilet but not much else. He sat huddled in a corner, the blanket wrapped around his shoulders, he was shivering in the cold and his stomach rumbled hungrily.

He wished that he were with Harry, snuggled up together on the sofa in front of a roaring fire without any cares in the world. He had however done the right thing, Ron was alive, he wasn't to sure about Fred but Ron was alive. The future had been changed and Tom was irritated, whether this was a good of bad thing, he didn't know just yet.

At least something had been done, he just hoped that he would get back to Harry soon, to support him and to love him, just like he deserved and so did Emerald. He didn't like to think of their life full of war and death; he liked to think of it as full of life and quiet, peaceful even. Maybe they could mould the future into something that didn't include Tom Riddle, time portals, the death of loved ones or anything more than money to worry about.

It was a dream and one that he hoped to achieve, he was a Malfoy after all and they always got what they wanted, it was then that an idea sprang to mind, it wasn't much, in fact it was grasping at straws but it warmed him slightly, knowing that there was something that could help.

The Malfoy's had always prided themselves of being pure of blood, their blood however wasn't all that pure although it wasn't muggle blood it was infected with but vampire blood on his fathers side and veela on his mothers.

These traits had not been strong enough for him to inherit qualities from either veela's or vampires but he hoped that maybe it would be strong enough that he was able to transport himself to the manor. Malfoy manor had been in the family, literally forever, he had been born within it's walls and he therefore had a connection with it. With old veela magic and vampire teleportation power he prayed to whatever god was listening that he was able to use it to his advantage.

Lucius had made him study both creatures thoroughly and now he knew why, for the first time since he was eight years old he loved his father, for just giving him a chance like this one.

Closing his eyes he began to concentrate.

Hope you liked this chapter, it might take me a while to update again, I have a to-do list a mile long and that isn't over the top. Please don't forget to leave a review, the more I get the quicker I'll drop everything else to write another chapter. xxxxxxxxxxxx