"Narcissa, you expect me to believe let alone accept that our song is gay? And in love with POTTER?" Lucius argued, face red with anger.
"Yes, Lucius, I do because he is our son and no matter what he does I will love him and accept him." The woman shouted back. "And you should too."
"The Dark Lord…" Lucius began through gritted teeth.
"To hell with the Dark Lord." Narcissa spat.
"How dare you insult him?!" Lucius hissed.
"I dare because I no longer serve him. Or have you forgotten?" Narcissa replied.
"I can get him to allow you back!" Lucius pleaded. "All we have to do is give up Draco."
"What makes you think I WANT to go back to that bastard?" Narcissa said. "And how can you think like that? He's our only son! I would rather die than give him up." She shouted, blind with anger.
"Then so be it." Lucius said. He paused for a moment, then added. "As of right now you are not allowed to see Draco!" Lucius turned on him heel to walk away.
"You can't do that! A child dies without its mother's touch!" Narcissa cried. "Do you really want to kill your son, Lucius?"
Lucius paused, then said over his shoulder,
"I have no choice." Lucius walked out of the room, leaving Narcissa behind, frowning in anger and confusion.
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"Draco your lips are so soft!" Harry said, grinning.
"Like I said, head of steel, lips like roses!" Draco grinned back. Harry laughed and leaned in for another kiss. Draco kissed back with fervor. Harry smiled into the kiss.
"What are you so happy about?" Draco questioned, leaning away.
"The fact that I'm here, doing this, with you." Harry said.
"Such the mushball aren't you?" Draco laughed. Harry grinned proudly. Draco smacked Harry playfully. Harry feigned shock and smacked Draco back. Draco smiled and kissed Harry again.
"DRACO!"
The boys jumped apart looking over at the door where a very angry Lucius stood.
"Father!" Draco exclaimed. "What are you doing?" Lucius walked over the Draco, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and dragging him out of the room. Harry followed, wide eyed and scared out of his wits.
"Father, what are you doing!" Draco cried. "Where are you taking me?" Draco thrashed, try to escape his father's grip, but Lucius was too strong.
"Get off of him!" Harry shouted.
"Shut up, Potter." Lucius said. "Draco, quit acting like a child." Draco stopped kicking when he felt Lucius' grip on his neck strengthen. Draco's eyes opened wide. He tried signaling to Harry.
Go get Narcissa!
Harry looked at Draco curiously. He was doing this weird thing with his head and his eyes were wide open. Draco jerked his head again toward the living room. This time Harry got the message. He nodded and bounded toward the living room.
"Narcissa!" Harry shouted. "NARCISSA!" Narcissa bounded into the room, worry etched into her face.
"What's the matter?" She questioned.
"It's Lucius." Harry explained. "He's got Draco, and he's taking him somewhere." Narcissa gasped.
"He's taking him to the Dark Lord." Narcissa said. "I can't do anything, I've been forbidden to go near Draco."
"What should I do?" Harry asked. "Is there anything I can do?"
"There is." Narcissa replied, thinking hard. "Follow them. Go to the Dark Lord. He won't kill you, not yet. Make a bargain with him. Get Draco back without giving your life up. You're smarter than the Dark Lord, you'll figure out a way."
Harry looked doubtful, but followed Narcissa's direction and raced after Draco and Lucius.
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"There's someone coming." A hiss came from a red, stained velvet chair in a dark, dank room of a desolate manor.
"Who is it, master?" Wormtail questioned, trembling at his master's feet.
"Lucius, and his son." Voldemort hissed. "And Harry Potter." Wormtail gasped.
"What do you plan on doing with him, My Lord?"
"Nothing, yet. Not until after the plan is put into action." Voldemort replied. "Now, let's wait for our guests to arrive."
Wormtail sat at his Master's feet, contemplating the confrontation ahead. They waited silently for a few moments, when they heard the creak of a door, and footsteps.
"My Lord, I have brought you Draco." Lucius said, pushing Draco forward, as if he were presenting his master with a kill from a hunt.
"Very good, Lucius." Voldemort said, standing. He studied the boy for a few moments. "He'll do perfectly."
"Do perfectly for what?" Draco questioned.
"You do not question your Master, Draco." Voldemort hissed. "I suppose you'll need, teaching." Draco looked at Voldemort wearily.
"Fear. You must learn to never show your emotions, young Mr. Malfoy." Voldemort said, smirking. "CRUCIO!" Draco fell to the ground, blinded by pain and screaming in agony. Harry's eyes widened from the shadow where he was hiding, watching the whole scene. He remembered when Voldemort had used that curse on him, many times before. He remembered the pain he had felt shooting through is body, blinding him, paralyzing him. His face contorted with anger, and he jumped from the shadows, wand raised and ready to cast. But Voldemort was quick, turning his wand to Harry.
"Leave him alone." Harry demanded, surprised at how sturdy his voice sounded when he felt like he would faint from fear.
"Or what?" Voldemort challenged.
"Or I'll kill you, right here, right now." Harry said, eyes narrowing. Voldemort laughed.
"You can't kill me."
"Wanna bet?" Harry challenged. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort dodged the curse with ease. Harry swore.
"You can't kill me, Potter." Voldemort repeated. "You're weak. You don't have the power to kill me." Harry was blind with rage by this point.
"I'm not weak." Harry stated. "I'm stronger and smarter than you. Remember the prophecy? He will have power the Dark Lord knows not." Voldemort froze.
"You learn to never show your fears, Voldemort." Harry mocked.
"You little…" Voldemort began.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" The curse blasted Voldemort right in the chest. Harry looked around. He had not cast the curse, so who had. His eyes landed upon Draco, wand raised, still laying on the ground. Harry looked back to Voldemort, who was now lying on the ground, still alive, but unconscious.
"Draco!" Harry said. "You moron! One cannot live while the other survives! Only I can kill him!"
"So do it now! He's unconscious!" Draco shouted.
"NO!" Lucius shouted, coming out of the shocked state he had gone into when Harry had jumped into the room. He closed his hands around Harry's throat. "You will not kill the Dark Lord, not when I'm here." Harry saw starts as Lucius's hands tightened. He gasped for air and struggled and kicked at Lucius, but Lucius never felt them. His grip on Harry's throat strengthened, and Harry felt his windpipe being crushed. He saw black spots, and then lost vision completely. He thought he was really going to die, when suddenly the grip disappeared and wind came crashing into his lungs. He gasped for air as he fell on his knees. He looked up to see Draco on his Father's back in a chokehold. He looked around to see Voldemort stirring from his "slumber". Harry scrambled for his wand, standing and pointing it directly at Voldemort's chest. He looked over his shoulder at Draco, who still had his arms around his Father.
"DO IT HARRY!" Draco shouted. "NOW!" Harry nodded and turned back to Voldemort. He raised his want to Voldemort's chest and managed to say with a steady voice:
"Avada Kedavra!" Harry watched as Voldemort went limp, the life disappearing from his eyes. He turned around, where Draco had slid off his Father's back and Lucius was staring in disbelief at his Master.
"It's over." Draco said. "It's finally over. He's gone. HARRY YOU DID IT!" Draco ran over to Harry and gathered him up in his arms. Harry laughed as they hugged and kissed.
"Potter, I must admit, that took a lot of power." Lucius said. "I'll say it now that I was beginning to realize what he was doing. He was tearing our family apart so he could kill innocent people." Draco smiled at Lucius's words. Suddenly they heard a crack, and McGonagall was standing before them.
"Harry, is it true. Did you defeat him?" McGonagall asked. Harry pointed to where Voldemort lay. McGonagall stared at him. "Well done, Mr. Potter!" Harry beamed and McGonagall pulled him into a hug.
"Minerva." Lucius acknowledged.
"Lucius." McGonagall said, walking around Harry to speak to the man. "Switched sides have you?"
"I'm beginning to realize how much of a bastard he was." Lucius replied. McGonagall smiled.
"Well, Harry. We'd better get back to the house. Tomorrow's your birthday and the party." Harry perked up.
"Will I get expelled for using magic out of school when I wasn't of age?" Harry asked, almost stupidly.
"I think they'll make an exception this time." McGonagall said, winking. Harry blushed when he realized the stupidity of the question.
"Well, shall we go?" Draco said, winking at Harry.
"Yes." Harry said, getting the implied message. They retreated back through the door they came in, talking and laughing about Harry's sweet defeat as McGonagall appartated back to Hogwarts.