The next day, Danny ventured out of his room and walked downstairs. Voldemort was downstairs, enjoying treatment like a king from Narcissa and Lucius. Both had fallen into the role quickly and without question, grateful to be alive. Wormtail was found dead in the cellar the previous evening, strangled by his metal hand for attempting to defy Voldemort. Unfortunately, they hadn't had the opportunity to get new wands for Lucius, Bellatrix or Draco yet. Greyback had left early that morning. Draco was in his bedroom recovering from the yesterday's events. Danny slipped into the kitchen, easily remaining unseen despite not using his powers. He grabbed himself some food and some for Draco, putting it all onto a tray. He grabbed two glasses of orange juice too and slipped back upstairs to Draco's room. He knocked, balancing the tray on one hand. He wasn't going to dare use his powers around Voldemort if he could help it. Last night was way too close for comfort.

"Come in," came the fearful response. Danny opened the door and stepped inside.

"Dunno if your mom or dad have been in yet this morning but thought you might want something to eat," Danny muttered. Draco sat up in bed with a slight groan in discomfort.

"Th-thanks," Draco mumbled as Danny shut the door and sat next to the young boy. Draco accepted the glass of orange juice and sipped it carefully.

"Danny… why did you stick your neck out like that last night?" Draco whispered. Danny looked up from the tray as he sorted out the meal he brought for both of them.

"Because I couldn't just stand there and let you get killed Draco. The Dark Lord said it himself. I'm valuable. I have a little more leeway than others like your parents," Danny answered honestly. Draco gave a small smile.

"Thanks Danny. You're a good person. Much nicer than a lot of Death Eaters. Some of them are horrible, like Greyback," Draco muttered, sounding very much like a vulnerable, hurt child. Danny smirked.

"Yeah, he's a piece of work alright," Danny agreed and handed Draco a plate of bread and jam.

Draco accepted the plate and nibbled at a slice.

"Mum's gonna let me take her wand to school with me," Draco informed Danny softly after a few minutes of companionable silence.

"That's good. With your folks kind of stuck here, they mightn't be able to get new wands for a while," Danny remarked. Draco nodded quietly. Danny finished his bread and juice first and waited for Draco to finish his.

"What did the healer say? About your stomach," Danny inquired.

"I'll be fine in a few days. Said I should take it easy for a couple of days. I'll have to start packing then. Man, didn't think I'd ever be going back to Hogwarts," Draco replied quietly. Danny offered the teen a small smile and a half-shrug.

"If you want me to start helping you today, I'd be glad to. I mean, it is kind of my fault you're going back," Danny offered. Draco shook his head.

"I don't mind. It'll be nice to go back to school with my friends. Honestly I've hated being here these last few months. Ever since Dumbledore… the Dark Lord is always here, him or some Death Eater. You're different Danny. You're nice. Have been since I met you. Too nice sometimes. I'll still be worried about my parents though. You'll check up on them right?" Draco requested. Danny blinked and nodded.

"Of course Draco. I care about them. I don't want to see them get hurt either," Danny assured the injured teen.

Two days later, Danny deemed it safe enough to leave Malfoy Mansion. Things had calmed down. Voldemort was in an unusually bright mood for some reason that the wizard refused to tell anyone about. However Danny had seen the dark wizard's wand and it looked unnervingly familiar. Draco had healed and was back on his feet. Bellatrix and Draco stayed out of Voldemort's way though. Danny's first port of call was Snape. There he learnt that Voldemort had stolen the elder wand from Dumbledore's grave. Danny informed Snape of what happened the night Harry escaped from Malfoy Mansion. The headmaster had expressed concern for the halfa and the Malfoys but Danny assured him that no one got hurt too badly.

Then Danny went to Shell Cottage. Phantom knocked on the door. Bill answered it and blinked in surprise.

"Hey. I've got some news," Danny muttered.

"We do too. Harry, Ron and Hermione are here. Along with Ollivander, Dean Thomas, Luna and a goblin named Griphook," Bill informed the halfa. Danny blinked.

"Oh, then I have a lot less news than I thought I did," Danny retorted, with an embarrassed rub of the back of his neck. Bill laughed and let the halfa inside.

"Danny?!" Luna cried in surprise. Danny smirked and dipped his head to the girl, he was half tempted to joking tip his crown to her but decided against it.

"Hey Luna. Good to see that you're alright. I heard about how you were arrested a few weeks back," Danny greeted.

"It wasn't as bad as it could have been. I was only taken to some cellar with Mr Ollivander. It's not like I ended up in Azkaban," Luna remarked with a dismissive wave of the hand.

"Don't even joke about that," Dean exclaimed seriously. Danny chuckled and held out a hand to Dean.

"King Danny Phantom. Nice to officially meet you," Danny introduced himself.

"Er, Dean Thomas," Dean returned uncertainly. Danny smiled and shook the wizard's hand.

"I'm glad that Ollivander's alright. Been on the lookout for him for a while," Danny commented.

"He's upstairs. He's very weak from his imprisonment," Bill told the halfa. Danny nodded.

"Might pay him a visit before I go," Danny commented. Bill smiled and gestured to the kitchen.

"Fleur's in the kitchen. I assume you wanted to talk to us, not Luna and Dean," Bill remarked. Danny nodded and floated into the kitchen. Bill shut the door behind them.

"Bill- Danny! Oh it is wonderful to see you," Fleur exclaimed happily. Danny smiled and let her give him a welcoming hug and kiss on both cheeks.

"So what did you want to tell us?" Bill asked, sitting down at the kitchen table. Fleur wiped her hands on a tea towel and sat down beside her husband.

"Well part of it was that I saw Harry, Ron and Hermione a few days ago. Actually they left me in a tight spot," Danny began.

"What do you mean?" Bill interjected. Danny sighed.

"You Know Who was furious. For a second, I think he was gonna kill us all. I had to do some fancy talking to stop him killing Draco Malfoy and his parents. I saved a bunch of snatchers too, using my ghost subjects," Danny told them in hushed tones.

"Merlin's beard. Danny, are you okay?" Bill gasped. Danny sighed and nodded, He wasn't, that close call had shaken him. It reminded him that he was on a tightrope and one wrong move might get someone killed, including himself.

"It was… tense for a while. Pointed his wand and everything at me. Thankfully, he just used the cruciatus curse on me. Twice," Danny told them. Fleur grabbed his gloved hand and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"You poor thing," she cooed. Danny shrugged her off.

"I'm fine. Draco was way more shaken than me. But the other reason I'm here, Mouldy-shorts stole Dumbledore's wand," Danny reported softly, trying to sound more like himself. Bill and Fleur gasped.

"W-why would he do that!?" Bill spluttered, clearly infuriated. Danny sighed.

"He's been looking for a wand for a while now Bill. I guess Dumbledore's was the one he wanted in the end," Danny replied.

They sat in silence for a minute.

"Is Dobby okay? Bellatrix threw a knife at him," Danny asked. Bill sighed sadly and shook his head.

"I'm sorry Danny. He's dead. Harry buried him the other day. I-I can show you the grave," Bill answered. Danny blinked.

"Dobby's dead?" Danny whispered. Fleur bit her lip worriedly and tentatively put a hand on Danny's shoulder again.

"But… no. That isn't right. I… I tried so hard. I saved those snatchers. I helped Dobby save Harry, Ron and Hermione. I saved Draco, Lucius and Narcissa. I…" Danny mumbled and buried his head in his hands.

"Danny, you can't save everyone. This is war. There are going to be causalities," Bill assured gently. Danny sniffed loudly and sat up.

"Where's Dobby's grave?" Danny inquired.

"I'll take you," Fleur offered. Danny nodded and followed Fleur out of the backdoor.

Fleur led Danny to a calm corner of the garden where a fresh mound of dirt sat. On top was a stone with a rough carved out inscription. "Here lies Dobby, a Free Elf". Danny sniffed as a renewed wave of grief hit him.

"Who wrote that?" Danny asked softly. Fleur blinked.

"Oh, it was Harry," Fleur answered. Danny nodded stiffly. Dobby was very fond of Harry. It was only fitting that Dobby was with Harry when he died. Danny breathed a rough sigh as tears threatened to overwhelm him.

"Have you moved Ron's family? Now that it's out that Ron is travelling with Harry, they won't be safe," Danny inquired, voice thick with emotion. He knew that Ron had disguised a ghoul, a ghost-like creature, as himself with a serious illness before leaving with Harry.

"Bill told them to move to his Aunt Muriel's. Ginny won't be going back to Hogwarts," Fleur replied. Danny rubbed his face.

"I'm-I'm gonna need a day or two. I'll be back," Danny mumbled. Fleur blinked.

"Where are you going?" Fleur asked worriedly.

"I missed Christmas with my family. I need a couple of days to… for this to sink in. Dobby… he helped me a lot. Took care of me when I got really badly hurt. We were close," Danny told her quietly. Fleur nodded slowly and watched as Danny teleported away.

Dobby's death was the straw that broke the camel's back so to speak. Yes, Danny has had to deal with deaths throughout this war, but that isn't the only thing bothering Danny. He was a second away from death and there was nothing he could have done to stop it. He's also been under pressure for a long time being a spy.

Let me know what you think so far.

Until the next chapter.