Chapter 1

Draco Malfoy stepped out of the fireplace. He knew he was in the Riddle Manor, but he had no idea where it was or who this Riddle was. The room was some sort of basement. He did have an idea of why he was here though. He hadn't had the courage or will to kill him, and now he had to be punished. His heart shivered at the thought. He really had tried to kill Dumbledore, man he'd even neglected all his schoolwork, but when finally nothing had divided him from his goal, he found himself unable do it!

Draco had never wished to become a deatheater. He had done everything he could to avoid it, but Voldemort had threatened his family. When Draco said family he didn't mean his mother or father. No, they had already shown themselves too scared of Voldemort to stop him from getting their son.

Without a sound, Draco moved to the middle of the floor. Torches created long shadows, lighting up chains hanging from the walls.

Draco snorted. Though his heart was trembling with fear, he couldn't help but notice that nothing in this room was casual. Voldemort gave his victims good time to discover all the chains attached to the walls before he came himself.

A low 'pop' behind him told him he was no longer alone.

-"Draco..." He knew Voldemort's voice by now, but he never seemed to get comfortable with it. Instead he felt his blood freeze in his veins. Calmly, Draco turned to face him. Like always, he ignored the lust to scream and run away.

The man in front of him was horrible. He didn't even look like a man anymore. His eyes were red, his skin white and his nose barely two slices.

Draco shuddered and fell to his knees.

-"My Lord," he whispered, not looking at the creature.

-"You failed me, Draco..." His name on Voldemort's lips made him feel sick. –"I told you to kill him, yet you needed a whole year just to capture him." He made a pause. –"And when you finally got him captured in a corner, you didn't kill him. Tell me, why is that?"

He talked very softly, but his last words were cold and merciless.

-"I just couldn't do it..." Draco said.

-"Crucio."

The pain was horrible, but Draco forced himself not to scream. He bit his teeth together. After what seemed hours for Draco, the pain disappeared just as fast as it had occurred.

-"You are weak," Voldemort stated. He turned to leave. –"I strongly advise you to enjoy the time you've got left with your sister. She's making you weak."

-"You will not touch her!" Draco said loudly, holding Voldemort's glare.

-"Crucio" Draco let out a painful moan. His eyes were watering and it felt like his body, mind and soul would explode. Draco almost lost his consciousness when the spell let him go. Vaguely, he heard Voldemort speak:

-"Potter. Come to enjoy the show? You have developed a special liking of power, I notice."

-"I didn't come here to enjoy the show, no." A voice answered. Draco didn't understand it. Potter couldn't be here. He slowly looked up, only Voldemort stood there.

-"Are you trying to possess me!" Voldemort asked shocked, with a hint of fear in his voice.

In front of his eyes, Draco could see Voldemorts eyes turn green. 'Just like Potter's eyes,' Draco thought briefly. Harry's voice laughed softly, before he addressed Draco.

-"Malfoy, I've already given you half a minute to escape. Get the fuck of the floor!" Harry's voice and eyes said to him. –"Go home, get your family and floo to Arabella Figg. Arabella Figg, remember that."

Draco was totally shocked, but right now all that mattered was to get Lilly safe.

-"Will you be able to keep her safe?"

-"Duh, I'm still alive, right?" Harry said, rolling his eyes, which looked quite comical since he was in Voldemort's body. –"Now go, I can't keep him much longer."

Without another question Draco ran to the fireplace and flooed to Malfoy Manor. His mother looked questingly at him as he stumbled out of the fireplace. He gave her a reasuring smile before he lept past her to get his sister. He wouldn't let anybody hurt her.

-"Lily..." He yelled in a low voice.

-"Draco!" His sisters voice yelled happily. Draco quickly took her hand and dragged her towards the fireplace. Luckily, Malfoy Manor had a fire place in every room. Draco grabbed a handful of floo powder and stepped into the fire together with Lilly and whispered:

-"Arabella Figg."

In a swirl of green flames both he and Lilly were gone. A second later they reappeared in a small, smelly livingroom.

-"What is going on, Draco?" Lilly asked with a look that reminded a lot about Hermione's. Draco didn't answer. He had no idea what would happen next. –"This is so not funny! Mother is going to be so angry."

-"It's okay, Lilly. We won't go back." The house obviously was empty. A burning sensation in Draco's right forearm told him that Voldemort summoned his deatheaters. Potter had let him go then. 'Come on, Potter,' Draco thought.

-"But if we don't go back...father is going to kill us! I'm telling you, Draconis Lucius Malfoy-". At that moment Harry Potter ran through the door. He looked exhausted, huge dark rings under his eyes and breathing like he'd run ten miles. Gasping for breath, he leaned towards the doorframe trying to catch his breath.

-"We must apparate. Hold on to my arms, both of you." Draco had no time to comprehend any of the things happening around him, but found himself holding Harry's hand just as they disappeared with a pop.

Harry was so tired, he nearly fainted of bare exhaustion, but he had to get them safe. He looked quickly around to reassure himself that noone could see them.

-"This is the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, number 12, Grimmuald Place. Repeat that in your head. Okay?" A door suddenly appeared in front of them. Harry opened the door and led them inside, before he collapsed on the floor. His head was throbbing of the lack of powers, but he did his best to keep consciousness.

-"Potter!" He heard Draco's surprised voice say and felt arms shake him.-"Can you hear me?"

-"I'm fine," Harry whispered. –"Just find Professor Lupin." Then he fainted. He only out for some seconds, because he woke up by Draco's voice:

-"I didn't do anything! He just collapsed the moment we got in the door."

-"Why should I believe you, you-"

-"It's true, Ron," Harry whispered.

-"Oh..."

-"Just get Remus..." Just whispering took him a great amount of power.

-"Yeah, I'll get him." Harry could hear Ron's clumsy steps leave the room.

-"Will he be all right, Draco?" He heard a light and concerned voice ask.

-"Don't worry, baby. He's probably just tired." Malfoy mumbled in a very un-Malfoy-ish voice.

-"Harry!" Remus said loudly. Harry made a face at his loud voice, it made his head hurt.

-"I'm fine. Just give me some Dreamless Sleep Potion and some pain relieving. I brought the Malfoys here to keep them safe, so please don't chase them out the door before I wake up." He tried to manage a smile, but failed big.

-"Of course," Remus muttered. –"Accio Dreamless Sleep Potion. Accio Pain Reliving." Harry heard them coming through the air. He swallowed both the potions, and constantly fell asleep.

-"I would like a word with you, Mr. Malfoy, but I think it's best we get your sister to sleep first. It's getting late." Remus said.

-"Of course," Draco responded. So typical! Of course Potter had to faint and leave Draco to explain. He had no idea why the Golden Boy suddenly had decided to save him.

The house, Draco noticed, was huge. Everything looked very old, but it was graciously furnished.

-"Who owns this house?" He asked curiously.

-"Harry does," and a sad look was the only answer he got from Remus. They got Lily to bed. It took a while, since she had no wish, what so ever, to sleep alone!

-"So, what happened?" Remus asked, when they finally were settled by the kitchen table.

-"I was summoned to You-Know-Who. He had decided to kill Lily because he claims she make me weak. I don't know if you know, but I didn't manage to kill Professor Dumbledore, and I was to be punished."

-"We did know that," Remus said and tried to send him a smile.

-"I'm not too sure what happened, 'cause I had almost lost consciousness, but I heard You-Know-Who ask Potter whether he enjoyed the show or not. Then I heard another voice answer him, but I thought it would be very weird if Potter was really there. Only You-Know-Who was in the room when I checked." Remus looked very thoughtful, but nodded his head for him to continue.

–"He asked if Potter tried to possess him, and suddenly Potters eyes looked back at me. He asked me to bring Lily and floo to Arabella Figg, then he met us there and apparated us here. He just fell together when he came inside the house!"

-"That's not weird either. It takes a lot to possess someone, let alone Voldemort. It's pure luck that he managed to apparate all of you!"

-"I don't understand... Why does he want me here?" Draco asked confused.

-"I don't know. You'll have to ask him yourself," he said, and looked calculating at Draco. –"But I do know that Harry saw Dumbledore get killed. I hope we can trust you, Mr. Malfoy." Then he walked over to the fireplace, threw some floo-powder and shouted:

-"Alastor!" A moment later mad-Eye Moody got out of the fire.

-"What's he doing here?" He asked and pointed his wand at Draco.

-"Harry brought him and his sister here, after he'd possessed Voldemort..." Remus was in a bad mood obviously. –"Did you teach him that?"

-"Really!" Mad-Eye didn't look sad at all. Actually, he looked like a child on Christmas Eve.

-"Did you teach him that?" Remus repeated icily.

-"Of course I didn't. I just told him how to do it in theory. Now, where is that kiddo, o'mine?" He exclaimed.

-"He is sleeping, affected by Dreamless Sleep Potion and pain relieving. The exhaustion threw him totally out!" They had forgotten about Draco.

Draco felt a little alone when he saw how protecting Remus acted towards Harry. His father had never shown any concern of Draco's feelings, as long as he was alive and could be the heir of the Malfoy name and fortune. This was one of the reasons Draco had agreed to become a deatheater. Maybe this time his father would be proud of him, but his father had barely acknowledged him.

-"I hate it when you do this!" Remus yelled. –"You have no right to manipulate him like that! This time he came through it, but you can't assume he'll survive anything."

-"Remus, what we need is a saviour, a hero, not a boy and certainly not a teenager!" Remus looked like he would explode, and Mad-Eye looked like this was obvious.

-"He is a human being, Alastor. He's not a soldier," Lupin said quietly. –"After all, he's just human." Alastor didn't seem to enjoy the conversation, and marched to the fireplace and flooed. Remus followed him and roared: -"You will regret this one day, Alastor. I know this boy! He won't forgive you, just like he won't forgive Albus." He looked at Draco.-"Good night, Mr. Malfoy. Just search for the bathroom, there's nobody sleeping down here besides you and your sister. Be quiet, though, we have an unstable picture here. I guess we'll talk tomorrow." Draco stayed in the kitchen some minutes before he went to bed. For some kind of reason he didn't like the thought of Harry being manipulated. Professor Lupin was right. Not too many saw through the mask, but underneath Potter was just human.