A.N. A chapter to get him into Malfoy Manor.

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The sound of her giggling told him where they would be. Sure enough as he walked into the kitchen, they were there, her brown hair around him, partially hiding them from view. From the look of it, Ron seemed to have drowned in her mouth.

"Hey," he said in embarrassment. Both of them jumped apart.

"Harry! What are you doing up so late?" Asked Hermione, her cheeks a wild red, while Ron looked as if nothing would please him more than to have his best friend fall over a garden gnome and break his neck.

"I'm sorry," Harry muttered.

"You better be," Ron grumbled, his arm around Hermione, who dug him in the ribs.

"Harry," she asked gently, "What is it?"

"I don't know," he said helplessly, "I keep getting this strange feeling that something's wrong with Draco."

"Yeah, his dad probably read your letters and locked him up in an underground vault," Ron suggested. Both Harry and Hermione turned freezing glares on him.

"Ignore carrot-top here, Harry," Hermione said, acidly.

"Though for all you know that might be what's happened." Harry said dully.

"Don't be ridiculous Harry. He's only been home a few weeks. He's…"

"He hasn't written in almost a week, Hermione. The owl I sent, came back. With the letter. It looked like it had barely survived a Repelling charm."

"Harry! You can't assume things because your owl looked…" she was stopped by his look.

"Oh! All right. What do you want to do."

"Wait! Let me guess, let me guess," Ron mimicked Trelawney with a crystal ball, "Harry Potter- you are going to try and penetrate the Repelling Charm and countless other curses surrounding the Malfoy Manor, enter it, duel Lucius Malfoy and spirit away his son. All the time facing deadly peril to life and limb." He pretended to shake out of his trance, "Blimey Harry, what'd I just say?"

Harry couldn't help laughing, "All right, TreRONY. You're right!"

"Harry- you can't mean that! It's probably a trap!" Hermione cried anxiously.

"Yeah, wouldn't put it past the father-son duo of gits," Ron muttered.

Harry shook his head with a slight smile, "Listen, both of you. I'm off. Get on with your snogging. In three hours, or when you're done, whichever is sooner, unglue yourselves and check if I'm back. If not- panic."

He Disapparated.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other. Then she moved to the kettle to make some tea.

Ron flung himself into a chair, "Get back to snogging,' he says. "Unglue yourself" he says. Right after he's destroyed the mood. Git."

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Harry landed outside the Manor. He could see lights shining in 2 or 3 rooms. But the rest of the house and grounds was in darkness. A familiar adrenaline rush kicked in. The gate he knew was charmed to let in only people with Malfoys. And the rest of the house was sure to have protection spells. As he gazed around wondering what to do, he heard a screech from the house and a second later, an owl flew out from one of the windows. It was bigger than Draco's owl. It had to be Lucius'. The idea struck Harry at the same time the owl came over him.

"Petrificus Totalus," he whispered. The owl fell out of the sky.

"Engorgio" It swelled to almost 4 times it size. Holding onto its feet, he revived it. He nearly fell off as it suddenly rose.

"Turn, turn, turn," he muttered as the owl flew off in the direction it had started in . But in a few seconds, sensing something wrong, it turned and flew back to the Manor.

Harry held his breath as the Manor came closer and closer. The spells around the house must have been modified to let the Malfoy owls and anything they carried in…..but there was a chance in a hundred that they hadn't. As they came to the wall he shut his eyes. A cold, freezing breeze, pulsing with magic swept through him- and he was in!

His euphoria died almost immediately though, as he realized this was Lucius' owl. It would head back to his room! Lucius Malfoy- the wizard, who now that Voldemort and Dumbledore were both dead, was the most powerful man in the magical world. He grimly held onto his wand with one hand. As the owl approached the window, both of them- Harry and the owl- saw it was too big to fit in. Flying outside the window, it gave a loud horrible screech. Praying fervently, just as it pulled away, Harry jumped.

The screech of the owl roused Lucius from his work. And then a loud thump.Arising from his table he walked to the window. A shape pulled itself onto the ledge and dropped into the room. At Lucius' feet.

"Harry Potter, what a pleasure to have you drop in." Lucius said smoothly Disarming the boy who tried to get to his feet. He laughed as Harry attempted to grab his wand.

"Where is Draco?" Harry snarled.

"Dear, dear. Your manners, Mr. Potter! Atrocious!" Lucius said propelling a chair towards Harry so suddenly that he fell into it.

"WHERE IS DRACO?" Harry yelled as ropes began to twist themselves around him. He struggled and managed to get up from the chair, only to be pushed back by Lucius, who made sure he stayed there till his hands and torso were almost glued to the chair.

"Now, Harry Potter, the fun begins," he hissed.