To all my readers: This chapter is a little racy. This is the reason why I have given my story the rating I have. Any way I'll try to get out the next chapter faster, but can't make any promises. So just be patient and I'll update as soon as I can. Hope you enjoy what I have written so far.

Chapter 10

By the middle of July, Harry was ready to leave the Dursley's house. He packed his belongings and made his way to Godric's Hollow, under cover of darkness. He stood in front of a two story white house. The garden and lawn was overgrown, obscuring some of the path to the front door. He took a deep breath and unlocked the door; with the key that Dumbledore had given him. He stepped inside the house and closed the door. He dragged his trunk up the stairs that were in front of him. The room at the left end of the hall was closed, so Harry turned to the right. He walked into the last room at the end of the hall and put his stuff in there. Then he made his way down the second set of stairs and came out into the family room. He continued into the kitchen and decided to conjure some dinner.

Meanwhile, Danielle was staggering down the street. She tripped and fell, three houses away from her destination. Tears leaked from her eyes as she laid there fighting the urge to pass out again. She slowly got up using the post near her for support. She trudged the rest of the way to the house. She climbed the steps to the porch and leaned heavily against the door, the glass was cool under her cheek. She raised her hand and touched the doorbell, before she passed out.

Harry jolted at the sound of the doorbell and went to go see who would be visiting him at this hour. He opened the door and she fell on him. Harry stumbled under her weight, which brought them both to the floor. He rolled her off of him and closed the door. He pushed a few pieces of pale blond hair off of her face and noticed she looked deathly pale. She was extremely cold to the touch. He noticed her lips were tinged a light shade of blue. He got up and took her upstairs to the bathroom off of his bedroom. He laid her on the floor and drew her a warm bath. He cradled her in his arms and took off her robe. He noticed she was still wearing the dress from the dance.

He sat in front of her and pulled her into his arms, so he could reach the zipper on her dress. The robe was partially stuck to her back, so Harry gently pulled it away to reveal deep scratches on her back, almost as if she had been hit repeatedly. Harry's temper flared as he thought of the pain she went through. He unzipped her dress and gently pulled it down her body, that's when he realized she wasn't wearing a bra. He flushed bright red and made the mistake of looking down at her face. He had a clear view of her breasts pressed against his chest. It was starting to get way too warm in the bathroom, from Harry's point of view. He stood up and pulled her up with him. She slumped against him and he pulled her to the edge of the tub. That's when he realized she still had on her panties.

He shrugged to himself and lowered her into the tub. He near about drowned her, when he leaned her against the edge. He sighed and muttered to himself as he kicked off his shoes. He took off his socks and unbuttoned his pants with one hand. At least he didn't have to let go of her to take them off. Unbuttoning his shirt one handed was hard, but he got that off too. Then he climbed into the tub with her and sat behind her. She started shivering uncontrollably. Harry turned her around to face him and laid her head on his shoulder. Harry looked at her back, noticing some of the cuts were bleeding slightly. She moved her head and slowly opened her eyes. At first she frowned because she did not know where she was, then she recalled that she had rang the doorbell of Harry's house.

Danielle could not recall how she had ended up in a bathtub with someone holding her. At least she was not cold any more. Harry noticed that Danielle was awake, when her hand touched his hip. She pushed away from him slightly and frowned at Harry. At first her mind wouldn't register that it was Harry holding her half naked in the tub, then her eyes widened when she realized that it was defiantly him. "What happened to you Danielle?"

"I'd rather not talk about it right now Harry. What are you doing here?"

"I figured this was a good place to start, besides I couldn't live with the Dursleys any more. How did you find me?"

"Hermione sent me an owl as I was making my way home. I turned around and walked here. I almost Apparated to the house, but decided that that wouldn't be wise. I'm sorry if I'm intruding on you Harry."

"No, you can stay here, for as long as you want. Do you feel well enough to stand?"

"I think so."

"We'll do it together."

She kneeled in front of him and he averted his gaze. He stood up and Danielle noticed his boxers were clinging to his body. She lowered her gaze and stood up slowly. Her legs wobbled slightly and she grabbed onto Harry. He held her pressed up against his body, trying to think of anything but her. "I think I can stand now."

He slowly let her go and she stepped over the edge of the tub. He watched her, and then got out of the tub himself. She bent over and picked up her wand. Harry picked up his wand and said, "I should probably heal those wounds before they become infected."

She turned to look at him and Harry's eyes traveled down her body, before snapping back up to her face. "Right, I had forgotten about those."

She turned around and he preformed the spell that healed her back. Danielle put on some new panties and pulled on a white tank top. "I believe I'll go to bed, if that's alright with you Harry."

"Sure, I'll show you to a bedroom."

He had on his pajama bottoms and was buttoning up his shirt, when she stopped him. She threw her arms around his neck and whispered, "thank you Harry."

She kissed his jaw and he nodded his head. He pulled away from her and took her hand, leading her into another bedroom. He made the bed and she climbed in. he walked back to the door and turned out the light, before going back to his room for the night.

Danielle woke up in the middle of the night screaming. Harry grabbed his glasses and his wand, before running into her room. He turned on the light and found her in the corner of the room with her arms around her knees, rocking herself. He looked around the room as he went to her. He kneeled in front of her and she launched herself into his arms. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she held on to him. "Please don't leave me."

"Okay Danielle."

He helped her up and walked with her to the bed. She laid down first and he climbed in after her. He turned off the light and she snuggled into him. "What were you screaming about?"

"Dementors."

Harry tightened his hold on her and waited until he heard her even breathing, before falling asleep himself.

Danielle woke first the next morning and noticed she was in a strange place. She rolled over and found Harry. He was lying on his back, with his head turned slightly away from her. She kissed his jaw and over to his ear where she whispered his name. He moaned softly, but did not wake up. She unbuttoned his shirt and kissed his collarbone. He frowned in his sleep and moved his head. She kissed down his chest and dipped her tongue into his navel. He sat up suddenly and grabbed her arm, pulling her away from him. She smiled sweetly and he blushed slightly. He looked at her and she noticed his green eyes were a little glazed with sleep. Danielle touched the side of his face and leaned in to kiss him. He tangled his hand in her hair and deepened the kiss. She pushed his shoulder and he laid back down.

She broke the kiss and straddled his thighs, while taking off her tank top. She took his hands and ran them up her body. He cupped her breasts as she kissed him. The next thing he knew they were both undressed and he was on top of her. The doorbell chose that moment to go off. Harry cursed his luck and Danielle echoed him. He rolled off of her and muttered, "They better have a damn good reason for ringing the bloody bell."

Danielle watched him stalk off to his room and cursed in frustration. She used her wand to bring her a change of clothes, before venturing down the stairs after Harry.

She found Harry talking with Hermione in the kitchen. Ron was seated at the kitchen table stuffing his face with eggs and toast. Hermione looked up at her arrival and said, "Danielle, so you did make it. I didn't receive a letter back, so I wasn't sure."

Danielle nodded her head and went to the cupboard next to Harry, guessing the cups were in there. She had guessed right and pulled out a cup, before using her wand to pour herself some tea. "So what brings you over Hermione?"

"I just thought that every one would like to do something today."

"Like what?"

Ron, in the middle of stuffing his face said, "she wants to go to a movie, says it will get Harry out of the house, so he'll stop moping about Dumbledore's death."

Danielle choked on her tea, before saying "Dumbledore is dead?"

"Yes he is, we don't know how it happened," said Hermione.

"That's horrible."

"So I thought as none of you have ever been to a movie theater, we could go see a movie."

"I suppose so."

"Then with that settled should we go?"

They all nodded their heads and followed Hermione to the movie theater. Once there she paid for their tickets as none of them had muggle money. Then they walked into the theater and found some seats near the back. As the movie started, he noticed Danielle was frowning. He leaned over and whispered, "What's wrong?"

"I was just wondering who killed Dumbledore."

Harry looked over at Ron and Hermione, noticing that Ron had his arm around Hermione's shoulders. Harry put his arm around Danielle and she leaned into him. "Did he mention Dumbledore to you?"

"He never really said much to me when I did see him."

The movie ended and Harry and Danielle made their way out of the theater. Hermione and Ron followed behind. "Shall we go eat?" asked Ron.

"Sure Ron" said Harry.

They walked around a deserted corner and vanished from sight, ending up in front of a small establishment that only catered to wizards and witches. They were seated near the back and given menus. Danielle leaned closer to Harry and whispered, " I have no money with me."

"That's okay, I'll pay."

She smiled at him and he nearly dropped his menu. The waiter came back and they ordered their food. "I've got it!" exclaimed Ron.

Everyone looked at him and he hung his head a bit. "You're part Veela. You remind me of Fleur."

Danielle's eyes widened and she shook her head. " No, I really couldn't be. No one in the Malfoy family is a Veela."

She pretended great interest in the silverware in front of her, as Ron looked to Harry. Harry leaned over and whispered, " Is it alright if I do tell them? I mean they are my friends, but I understand if you don't wish to say anything."

"If you want to Harry, that's fine."

Harry took her hand under the table and said, "Her mother is Ariel Gaunt, and I believe she was part Veela. Her father…"

Hermione frowned and said, "Gaunt, isn't that Tom Riddles' mother's maiden name?"

"So that makes her like his cousin or something, right?" asked Ron, who looked so proud that he had actually figured something out.

"As I was saying, her…"

"Lucius cheated on his wife?" asked Ron.

Harry glared at Ron and said, "Would you just be quite for a minute. Her father is Tom Riddle."

"He-who-Must-Not-be-named, is her father?"

"Oh grow up Ron. How come you go by Malfoy?"

"It seems that they adopted me as their own."

"Did Lucius know?"

"Yes, he did."

Their food came and they began eating. After they finished, everyone chipped in for the bill and they left. "I suppose I should go home."

Harry nodded his head. "Would you like to come with me to Bill and Fleur's wedding?"

"Okay Harry. Where should I meet you?"

"I'll pick you up at eleven in the morning on August third."

"Are you sure Harry, I mean you're not going to get the best welcome in the world, if you stop at my door."

"Yes, I'll see you then."

Danielle nodded her head and kissed him goodbye. She made her way to her house and entered the front door. She was bombarded with questions from her mother as soon as she entered the room. "What happened? Where were you? Why didn't you come home immediately?"

"Nothing happened mum, there is nothing to worry about."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Danielle walked around Narcissa and went up the stairs to her room. She closed the door and laid on her bed. Lucius knocked on the door, before he entered the room. "I heard from Narcissa that you had arrived home. Are you truly fine?"

"Yes."

"I received an owl from the school, you'll have to repeat the school year."

"So they are keeping it opened?"

"Yes they are. The Minister has decided that the school should still be open to all those who want to go."

"Since when is he in agreement with Dumbledore's wishes?"
"Since it was obviously Dumbledore's wish that in the event of his death that the school continue to be open."
"I'm not going back."

"Why?"

"I have someone to train in the Dark Arts."

"The Potter boy?"

"Someone has to, unless you envisioned the Dark Lord's death by a few curses."

"But you're a sworn Death Eater."

"So are you and might I remind you that you helped Harry escape death once. So don't tell me I'm a sworn Death Eater, when I know perfectly well what I am and don't care."

"That mentality will get you killed Danielle."

"So will my relationship with Harry. But he needs me alive. He has a great match made for me. And until I have given him a baby from that lovely union then he'll get rid of me."

"How do you know?"

"He's told me several times. Of course I don't plan on going through with the marriage."

"Who is he marrying you off to?"

"Your son."

Lucius looked at Danielle with shocked eyes. He left the room abruptly and Danielle sighed. She got up and made her way to Draco's room. She knocked and waited fro him to tell her to go away, before entering. He was standing in front of the window and turned when she entered. "I thought I told you…Danni? You're home?"

He hugged her roughly to him and let her go abruptly. "I just came to see how you've been."

"I…I went to see him in his office."

Danielle frowned but waited for him to clarify. "I almost gave in and told him where he might find you. I raised my wand and the next thing I know, he's slumped over his desk. I don't even remember saying the words to the spell."

"You killed Dumbledore?"

Draco nodded his head and looked down at his feet. "I guess you'll be spending most of your time with Potter."

"Someone has to help him and if I don't I'm guaranteed a place in the cemetery."

"You're guaranteed one if you do help him, but whatever Danni. I won't ask or watch any more."

He left the room and Danielle made her way down to the kitchen to find something to eat.