The intro is based off cut yet filmed material from the Battle of Hogwarts in the last film, I guess the producers thought it was too Drarry for comfort, but I thought it would explain Draco's loyalty to Harry even though he's kind of an ass to him.

May 2, 1998-Primary Timeline

Draco was tired, burned out, and just so...sick of it all. His entire life he wanted to live up to his father's expectations, and it wasn't until he'd been coerced into taking the Dark Mark to make up for said father's folly that he truly understood how shortsighted he had been.

Voldemort had been right in one regard, there was no good or evil, just power, and the Malfoys had given their power freely to the insane sadistic bastard that resembled a well melted candle in robes. What the hell had his father been thinking, or had he even bothered with that?

Really it didn't matter, it all came down to this though, the final confrontation, the aftermath of the battle where he'd been fighting for, well, not necessarily the 'evil' side, but most certainly the idiotic.

In the end, the ancient castle that had always been more home to him than his own ancestral manor was aflame and laying in rubble, dozens if not hundreds dead, and one of his oldest friends getting himself killed while nearly taking everyone with him.

Really Vinny...Fiendfyre? Son of a bitch...

"HARRY POTTER IS DEAD!"

Snapping back to reality Draco raised his gaze to take in the king snake himself, the creature that had cowed his father into submission, tortured his mother, and burnt a slave brand into his arm to make him a loyal simpering servant.

"NO, NO!"

He glanced over to see the Weaslette run screaming towards the gathered army and resisted the urge to roll his eyes, because the manic screaming of a woman would certainly change the reality of the situation.

Fucking hell what had he gotten himself into...

At least her weak yet determined father managed to grab her before she ran into the open arms of rapers and murderers, sweet merciless Morrigan did none of those redheads have survival instincts?

Draco had zoned out again, he blamed the adrenaline drag, he focused in though when he heard manic laughter from the opposing army as Voldemort spun about cackling about Harry being dead again.

Dammit all Potter, why did you ever think that bastard would hold to his word? You were far too cynical for that...

"Now is the time to declare yourself! Come forward and join us!"

Draco resisted the urge to scoff. Right, because signing up for the asylum run by the tenants had worked out so well beforehand.

"Or Die!"

Though he would admit Voldemort did have a way with his ultimatums, still the oath of a liar was just words on the wind.

"Draco..."

Said young man blinked and looked up across the battlefield to see his father extending his hand towards him, a pleading look in his gaze.

Really? Now? Now after all these years of trying to emulate him, trying to be him, and never being good enough!? Now he pleaded for his son to come to his side?

"Draco..."

Oh, oh hell, he had to resist the tears gathering at the corners of his eyes as he heard his mother's desperate call, the worry in her tone obvious in that one word. That one name...

"DRACO!"

His father again, and that only made his resolve harden further, he was sure mother would understand.

He was a Malfoy, and a Black, he bowed to no one.

Standing straight, not fearing the tears that now ran freely down his cheeks embarrassing him Draco remained silent and defiant. He would die on his feet, wand in hand, he would not cower anymore. He was done trying to please others, he would make himself proud even if it killed him.

Then of all bloody people Longbottom, Longbottom stepped forward which had the Death Eaters cackling in glee. They really shouldn't, this man was not the chubby little boy Draco had tortured in their early years, he was...well, a warrior forged in strife.

Short sighted fools the lot of them.

"IT'S NOT OVER!" Draco blinked as whatever speech Longbottom had been waxing ended and he pulled a long sword out of the bloody sorting hat, charging the Death Eater army with a roar.

Goddamn Gryffindors.

Then he saw Harry's dead body roll out of that oaf Hagrid's arms and land in a crouch as he simultaneously cast an explosion curse at Voldemort's creepy as hell snake.

"POTTER!" He yelled with shock and before he realized it he had sprinted right past the Dark Lord and dove across the rubble Harry had just hopped over.

Landing he glared at the smirking ravenette as both men aimed their wands over the barrier and shot a half dozen dark curses at the army encroaching upon them.

"Hey, if I didn't know better I'd say you missed me," Potter stated blithely.

Scoffing Draco stood and fired an organ expeller at a masked man who turned the corner, he tuned out the screaming as he turned back to the somehow not dead man.

"I'm returning the favor for the Room of Requirment, plan?"

"Kill snake face, kill the snake, kill the bad guys, don't die."

Draco smirked, "Leave my mother out of this and you've got a deal."

Harry stared at him for a moment before asking, "And your father?"

Draco snorted, "I have no father."

August 1, 1988-Reborn Timeline

Dancia had learned to think on her feet a very long time ago, so she had swiftly pushed away her horror at the thought of Bellatrix kidnapping Harry and quickly coughed into her hand gaining the rooms attention.

Thank Morgana all of them recognized her as a disturbingly brilliant genius or this likely wouldn't work.

"Auntie, I'm sure Harry wouldn't mind extra tutelage but the legalities in place that allow Dumbledore to control his life can only be circumvented with the court of law. Which, Auntie Andromeda and Uncle Ted can easily supply without any prior...affiliations gumming up the works since they are both well respected and high placed members of upper society."

Bellatrix stared at the little girl a few moments before turning to Narcissa, "Is she basically saying I get to play with Harry if I want to in so long as that we have established irrefutable guardians set for him that Dumbledore cannot interfere with?"

The youngest Black sister gulped slightly as she nodded slowly, "I do believe that is what my daughter is implying yes."

Bellatrix pouted a moment before running a hand through Harry's hair, kissed his brow, and placed him back on his seat with a wink, "Very well then, I'm sure we'll have ever so much fun together! Back to the lab again, tata my lovelies!"

As Bellatrix left the room whistling there was dead silence left in her wake, a moment later Lucius plucked up a bottle of wine, tipped a small bit into his tea cup, and pushed it towards Harry.

Staring down at the blood red liquid Harry glanced to Lucius looking frazzled and confused, the older man just smirked at him while shaking his head slowly.

"Trust me my boy, you just dodged a dark curse, drink up, when you're older, you'll understand why you needed it and you'll thank me for it."

And just like that, Harry Potter became a member of the Malfoy family.

Insomnia! Mine was caused by changing work hours, yet Megadeth's insomnia on loop fueled this chapter however short it ended up. Anyway, enjoy and if you liked it, were ambivalent, or hated it, please review!

I'm going to try to get a couple hours of sleep now...