"That was easier than I thought" Amanda exclaimed.

"What was?"

"I got the job, all they asked to see was my first aid certification and nursing license and I was in. I guess they are more hard up for help than I thought."

"I got the job too. It's never hard to get the hard wares position with my knowledge of their line. I didn't even need to interview. All I did was pick up one of their guns and tell them all about it."

"That's groovy Ashley"

A week later Amanda was working in the children's ward, which was recently moved because the old ward had to be repainted. Suddenly it came to her why the place looked so familiar, it was at one time the same coma ward that her heartless mother had kept Ash captive for so many years. She went to see who now occupied the room. "Doctor, who is that boy?"

"That is Draco Malfoy, he hasn't spoken a word to anyone in a week."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He was found partially nude wandering the streets, he was brought here. The police checked his home and found his guardian dead."

Out of nowhere a loud scream was heard from inside Draco's room. "Nurse help me with him."

"Yes Doctor!"

"Get your hands off of me you filthy muggles! I am friends with the Dark Lord, he will kill you both!"

"Relax, nobody is here to hurt you." Amanda calmly stated.

All at once the reality of the past hit Draco. "I killed him, no, I didn't mean to. I couldn't even kill the old man. How could I have killed Severus?"

"What ever you are scared of I'll protect you."

"Protect me from him? You a muggle I think not!" Draco screamed at her than passed out.

"Doctor may I watch this patient? He will be my responsibility."

"Fine knock yourself out. I have work to do."

Amanda sighed. "I got here not a moment too soon. This child certainly has alot of pain and he is clearly afraid of something. I have to reach him, he could cut himself and Freddy would be back. I cannot allow that to happen!" she thought to herself. The next day Amanda went into Draco's room with a deck of cards."Want to play go-fish?"

"Get away from me you filthy muggle!" Draco snarled. " I may have been forced to play nice at that mockery of a school, but I don't ever have to be nice again. I'm already trapped here. I am not going to be pleasant to any muggle." Draco screamed. "I may have wanted to get laid but that doesn't mean that I'll trust muggles ever." He thought to himself.

Two weeks went by and Amanda's determination to reach Draco never once wavered. However Draco's determination to block her out did faultier. One night after Amanda's shift she went in to persuade Draco to talk to her. Draco reluctantly agreed. His moment of weakness was due to his self imposed loneliness. Amanda brought with her, her deck of cards. "So what's your game? Poker... no too common, Blackjack... no to simple, I bet you are a War man.

"Let's play quietly though, I still don't like or trust you."

"As long as you aren't alone I'm fine with silence."

The game went on for two hours, Amanda was losing. Just as Draco was about to put his Ace of Spades down the edge of the card caught his finger. Blood dropped to the floor. Soon the floor was glowing green then red. Amanda knew that Freddy was back. In a calm voice Amanda said, "Look at the time, I have to get home, and you need your rest."

"Fine leave!" Draco shouted.

Amanda raced home, feeling guilty that she left Draco alone in that room. "Ashley, he's back! The kid cut his finger on a fucking playing card. Blood has been spilled we must prepare to defeat him again."

"Damn it, not again!"

It wasn't long after Amanda had left the room that Draco had fallen asleep. He once again dreamed that Voldemort was killing his mother. Instead of being alone with Lucius and Voldemort he felt the shadow watching the scene unfold. Freddy watched in amazement at the effortless manner in which Narcissa died. He had to meet this man. He had to possess that power." Be a good little doggie and fetch him for me." Freddy whispered to Draco. Somehow Draco managed to get out of the ward and onto the roof. He awoke with a start.

"How am I on the roof? Where did this wand come from? The Dark Mark in the sky? I did that, I was under the Imperius Curse I know it. Was I sleepwalking again?"

In a darkened room stood twelve people, eleven in masks and robes the other man presiding over them. "Lucius bow to me. I have an assignment for you."

"Yes my lord?"

"Your task is to kill that son of yours on sight."

"I cannot find him my lord, I have searched all over England, France, Albania even."

"I just found him, your fool son sent up my mark. I know exactly where he has been hiding."

"Where is he? I will bring his head back for you!"

"I'm going with you fool. I don't trust you to do it properly. Your son fouled up killing the old man, I don't want to trust another Malfoy and have it be spat in my face when you fuck it up too."

"Where are we going my lord?"

"America!"

"The one place no self respecting wizard would hide. Clever Severus. Which part is he in?"

"A little town called Springwood."

"When do we leave?"

"We leave now, follow me." After Voldemort commanded his minion they apparated away with a loud crack.