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Chapter 2- The past becomes the presentHarry pulled the cloak over his head by the time the lift opened on the twelfth floor. Yes Harry had pulled
himself together sufficiently after the run he had to have, to walk into the Auror department of the ministry.
He was already late, twenty minutes late actually. He was feeling quite daft at the moment, sneaking into work,
but he was head of the department after all. How would it look if he came strolling in at odd times?
Hell, he just posted the memo on tardiness yesterday, what were the chances he would be late the day after?
Harry let out a silent chuckle as he recalled the morning actions of his daughter. How she insisted he assist
her with her new dress robes instead of her mother. And there was the moment at breakfast where she
suddenly forgot how to feed herself. Looking up at him with those big brown eyes, how could he say no?
For that very reason Harry was left to feed his daughter breakfast under the amused eyes of his wife.
Yes Harry loved that little girl as if life depended on it. There wasn't a thing he wouldn't do for her.
Which was why he now stood under a cloak he once used in childhood trying to sneak into his office.
It was official Luna must have been going crazy, with the papers still clutched in her hands she paled watching
the feet walk across the floor. Yes feet, and only feet were walking along the floor with no body attached.
If she hadn't seen it for herself, she would have never believed it. It wasn't every day a pair of shoes walked
across your office in broad daylight. If she weren't careful people would believe she was as crazy as her husband.
Sitting in silence she watch the shoes stop long enough to allow a fellow member of the office to pass and
continue in the direction of an office, Harry Potter's office. Why would a pair of shoes be walking to Harry's
office? Come to think of it those shoes looked awfully familiar. Glancing at the clock Luna smirked it was
twenty after nine, Harry potter was late for work, and here he was trying to slip into work un noticed. Oh how
she deeply wanted to point him out to everyone, but that wouldn't be fair. Maybe she could give him a shock
like he just gave her. Standing up, Luna headed in the direction of the shoes softly humming to herself as she
came up behind him "Good morning Harry" she said
"Morning Luna" he replied normally, then slapped himself in the forehead as the words left his mouth.
So much for making it in the office free and clear "How are you doing this fine morning?" she asked snickering
"Fine" he growled, "How did you know I was here?" Chuckling Luna pointed to the floor, looking down Harry
noticed what was so funny, his shoes rested visibly on the floor. Rolling his eyes at his own stupidly Harry
groaned "Good day Luna" he said and quickened his pace to the office, leaving Luna roaring with laughter
in the middle of the hall as people gave odd glances in her direction. Luna shut her mouth instantly groaning
god if she wasn't careful she would never shake the Looney nickname.
Harry tossed the cloak into the corner as soon as he was safely in his office. So much for sneaking in he thought
He had outgrown the cloak that sheltered him so many years ago so it didn't understand what processed him to
Use it today. Luna would most likely, no scratch that most definitely tell Ron who would be all too happy to
relay the incident to Hermione later this evening at the birthday party. If it wasn't for Ron barging into the office
they shared he was sure he would have died from embarrassment. "Harry, I found something and boy your not
going to believe this one" Ron stood grinning like mad that Harry was sure his face was going to stick that way.
"Ron," Harry said half heartily "Fred and George are not criminals, just because you ate a canary cream."
Ron opened his mouth to say something, "And it doesn't matter that it came with a note saying Eat me I'm
A Twinkie" Harry said making Ron shut his mouth quickly. Ron faced him with what Harry was sure was a
Look of annoyance, "I'm quite certain my brother's are working outside of many laws Harry and unfortunately
I just haven't got the proof, but soon mate, soon" he paused slightly embarrassed by his outburst. "This is
Entirely something else" Ron said "We found someone, someone I think you would like to talk with"
"Who?" Harry asked curiosity had the best of him he had to admit. "Let's just say he likes to dabble in the
Dark Arts" Ron said slyly "Ronald Weasley" Harry's voice held a deep warning "You're my best mate and
all, but so help me god, if you have Snape held again on bogus charges, I'll fire you myself"
Ron merely disregarded the threat, smiling down at Harry "Oh it's even better" Sighing Harry stood up, Ron
Was a good auror but sometimes his misguided feelings tend to land the department in big trouble,
Leaving Harry to clean up the messes after all was said and done. He just hoped Ron was right this time.
"Well let's go check it out" he said walking to the door "right mate, room two" Ron called after him.
Harry and Ron headed off to interrogation room two to see the anonymous prisoner much to Harry dislike.
He wasn't really in the mood to talk to anyone right now; he was still waiting for word from Dumbledore
About Ashlynn's secret birthday trip to Hogwarts. Walking down the corridor Ron remembered something
"Hey Harry I was talking to Luna when I got back and she said you" "Shut up Ron" Harry said slightly
turning pink. He knew Luna wouldn't wait to tell him. Harry was not about to go there just yet.
Harry didn't seem to notice the small crowd that followed them around the corner as they neared the room.
"So who is this person I'm going to meet Ron?" "Patience my friend, the room is right there" Turning around
to the sound of whispers, Harry notice some of the people from the department and some from other departments
standing around watching him with keen interest. "Do you need something?" he asked to the crowd.
Nobody answered; they just stood there anxiously waiting for him to open the door to the room. Ron just
Shrugged when Harry looked to him. Shaking his head he turned the doorknob and opened the door,
What greeted him on the other side was not at all what he expected. "Potter" he said, his voice was cold
and callous just as he remembered. He was supposed to be dead, how was he here? The urge to kill him
for real came over him, as the image of Hermione crumbling in his house two years ago briefly crossed his mind.
"Malfoy" he spat before entering the room, the door slamming behind him. Malfoy leaned against the table
keeping his eye close on Harry's wand hand, "Listen Potter I was on my way here to talk to the minister
before Weasel hauled me off her like some common criminal" Draco spat "I suppose being the Dark Lord's
right hand man doesn't make you a criminal?" Harry gripped the back of the chair to keep from strangling
the man. "I was not Voldemort's gooney" Draco said as he sat down in the chair across from Harry.
Well funny you should say that, I have pretty good evidence stacked against you, that says other wise"
"Let me try this again, I was not working for Voldemort, I was a spy for the order" Draco eyed Harry, daring him
to challenge his word. "True you may very well have evidence, but I assure you any evidence you find is false"
"Once someone gets Dumbledore here to confirm, I'm reporting Weasel for pure stupidity" he said
Harry gritted his teeth "Sitting around waiting for wishes isn't going to help you now" he spat.
The door opened and Ron entered followed by Dumbledore. Harry was thankful his glasses were on, for his
eyes surely would have popped out at the sight of his old headmaster. Ron's expression was unreadable
leaving Harry to expect the worse. Nothing could be worse than Malfoy telling the truth.
"Harry, good morning" Dumbledore kindly said making his way to Malfoy "Sir, Malfoy here tells me he
was working with Voldemort under your orders" Harry spoke slowly glaring at Draco "As soon as you
agree he is lying, I can send him straight to Azkaban" "Maybe you'll get a cell with your father" Harry gloated
him. "I'm afraid I cant do that Harry" Dumbledore said stopping Harry in his tracks.
"I'm afraid I don't follow you Dumbledore" Harry was beginning to get worried, it couldn't be true
Malfoy was on their side impossible. "Draco has been working for me, and I'm afraid at the moment
that is all I can indulge to you" Harry felt his whole body freeze; Draco wasn't a death eater after all.
The light cough from the old man brought Harry from his thoughts, "I'm sorry but if I'm free to go,
I have some other business to attend to" Standing up Dumbledore chuckled "It would seem my potions
teacher was been brought in this morning". Ron quickly began looking at the ceiling, whistling, avoiding
the cold stare he knew his best friend was giving him.
Malfoy allowed Dumbledore to leave before finally speaking again "Okay, you heard the man, now let
me out of here" he ordered. "There is a lady who is surely waiting for me" he said "You see I have a very
special bond with this woman. There's just something between the two of us that can't be denied. She tries
of course. But when I ask her for something I need, she gives. She's all about giving" his eyes gleamed
maliciously as he waited to be released.
Harry stared dumbfounded; he couldn't be talking about Hermione. And whether he was or not, he wanted to
Kill Draco anyway. So he started, ready to go after him, but someone grabbed his arms from behind.
"Hey," Ron said, appearing just in time to stop him from doing something very stupid. "I don't think that would
be a good way to earn any points for the team do you?" Harry turned on him. For once in his life he was furious
with his friend "Leave me alone" he ordered, shaking off Ron's restraining hands. When he turned back,
Draco was gone. Glaring at Ron, he left the room as well, heading out of the building. He had to get some
fresh air and get this dead feeling out of his system.
"Where's Harry?" Ron said urgently. He hadn't come back from his walk and that had been over an hour ago.
Luna Shrugged just as Harry stepped off the lift. Picking a file off a near by table. Hermione stepped off
The lift. She looked around for Harry and, when she found him, she threw her arms around his neck in a hug.
Even with all the talk and laughter around them, she noticed that his reaction wasn't all she could have hoped for.
She was getting a bad feeling and it was growing. Something was wrong, she had to get him alone to
Find out what. Harry turned from her grasp and started to walk away. "Where are you going?" she asked
Him in confusion. He turned to look at her, his green eyes remote. "I've got some thinking to do," he told her.
She went very cold inside. "What do you mean?" Harry shook his head "Don't worry, Hermione, it's
Just me. It will be a while before we leave for Hogwarts, I'll have a lot of time to do it."
He gave her a fleeting smile, picking up his file and turned toward the exit "See you at home" he said
And he was gone. Hermione stood staring after him. Something had happened. But what?
Hurrying to the end of the hall, she sought out Ron, who was talking to Luna. "Harry has gone home,"
She told them. "What's wrong?" Ron looked surprised, then swore softly. "Oh, that idiot. He shouldn't
Let it get to him like that." Hermione shook her head, still puzzled. "Let what get to him?"
"You mean you haven't heard? Draco Malfoy isn't dead after all" "Turns out he was working for
Dumbledore all this time" Ron said. Hermione stood there speechless, she didn't hear anything passed
Draco Malfoy isn't dead.
Well there is Chapter 2, Hope you liked it, please review good or bad. Chapter 3 should be out very soon
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