ONE WEEK LATER
Draco- Malfoy Mansion
"Draco," Lucius's voice bellowed down the long hall. Draco had been waiting for it, knew that somehow his father was going to find out. All Draco knew was that Ginny had been answering his letters, his owl was out every single day to deliver a new one. She hadn't told her parents, and in her wake had only told her friends about the troubles now that school was out.
"DRACO! I SAID COME HERE NOW!" his father was in his study and Draco stood, making his way to his father's massive room. There were pictures on the walls of the past Malfoy families, scowling down at him. Some whispered to others within their frames, but his father…his father was as red as an engine.
"Yes Sir. What is it?" Draco stood tall and straight, his chin up just a bit in defiance. He knew was coming from his father and didn't budge, but was formulating a plan.
"Get your ass out of my house you filthy poor-loving bastard. That's almost as bad as loving a damned mud-blood! Why not just hook up with Hermoine Granger? Or are you a fag? Hook up with HARRY POTTER!" His father stood a book in hand and threw it, full force, and it flew fast and hard before hitting Draco squarely in the face.
Draco flinched, it hurt, oh hell it did. But, in his defense he turned, walking from the room. Just before leaving over the threshold he turned, looking back to his father, "I love her, sir." And with that Lucius spit on the carpet, turning to look out the window as his son left his study for the last time.
"Well, Ginny, here I come," Draco chided to himself. The problem was how was he to get there. He pondered this, had been for awhile and stood in his room, looking over his trunk. He could buy new things, and could travel light. But her family didn't know about Draco and to apparate into their living room would have been a huge mistake.
"I take it you're ready to leave?" a voice chided from the corner. Draco swiveled to stair at Ginny's brother, one of the twins. One of the people who hated him the most in the world.
"What do you want?" Draco took a step back, reaching for his wand. Was he here to kill him? To kill his sisters treacherous fiend of a lover?
"I'm here to take you home, to Ginny. She asked, and well, after careful persuasion, I agreed," he stood, motioning to the car, outside the window, parked in mid-air. A new enchanted car from the older one Harry and Ron had crashed.
"I can't tell you, I mean, I know how much we have had our differences in the past. Well, thank you," Draco stepped forward, a hand outstretched.
"Remember, Draco. Your break her heart, and you're life will be mine. I know how many different candies can drive a man insane. Hurt her, or any of my family, and you'll never see the light of another day," and with that he took Draco's hand. He smiled, and shook it, perhaps this was the beginning of the end. Perhaps, just maybe, things would get better.
HARRY
"Well, here I am," Harry looked about the apartment which was currently located above the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley. It had no furnishing, only a simple table. Harry had bought his own bed, his own pictures, and furnished it with simple things which reminded him of what a home should be. It only had one bedroom, a small kitchen, a tiny shower, and a small living room. But, it was heaven. He was his own boss, and he was to study on his own accored.
Hedwig chirped from within her cage and he turned, smiling, opening the cage. She clicked her beak and flew out the window, sent off for a letter. He smiled, watching her go. Eliana would write, wouldn't she? What had happened to the others? Would Ginny's parents accept Draco? Harry barely accepted Draco, what of them?
"Mr. Harry Potter," a voice drowled from the door. Harry turned, smiling to see his best friend's brother, Fred, standing in the door. A letter outstretched.
"Hello Fred, what's this?" Harry took the purple envelope, looking from Fred's serious face back to it.
"Something from Hermoine and Ginny."
Harry opened it, letting the golden letter come to his hand as he read it. They wanted his help, and Draco was coming to the Weasley household. Eliana was nowhere to be found, and seemed to have disappeared from the map. To top it all off, it seems that someone was impersonating his godfather. Oh my, what a wonderful way to start your summer vacation.
