I have adopted this story from BlackSilkenKitty! She wrote this chapter NOT me!
Disclaimer: I own nothing! All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling. I've adopted this story from BlackSilkenKitty! It's hers! I'll try and follow her plot! This story follows years 1-5. I might borrow details from other fan fiction, but nothing major; don't get mad. I DO NOT own Harry Potter. I hope this is what I need to say to keep out of trouble. :)
Warnings: This is SLASH! Don't like don't read! It has Self-harm (cutting) manipulation, child abuse. It's not a happy story! Very sad!
Pairings: HD/DM or HP/LY (TR), HG/PP, BZ/GW (Ginny)
Summary: Dumbledore has played with Harry's life since Harry was born. Now that Dumbledore's Mistakes and Action are coming to haunt Harry what is he to do?
Only one more thing. (This is how BlackSilkenKitty wrote it)
ooo - either POV, time or place change.
iii - same time other place!
"Bla…" - Speaking
'Bla…' - thought or mocking the word or even only to use a word for another one.
:Bla…: - Parseltongue
«Bla…» - written text, letter or latter on Harry 'speaking'… you'll know in latter chapters
Sickness From Within Chapter 6 (BlackSilkenKittys' Chap)
Draco Malfoy… the perfect little Malfoy in all aspects …
Malfoy knew the action, rules and expectations the Malfoy line held. Hell, he knew the whole Malfoy 'Booklet' by heart and let me tell you. To know that on page 965, from 2973 pages, that the word 'Audacity' was mentioned four times was a feat in itself.
So, if you asked anybody who new of the Malfoy 'Booklet' they would tell you what a perfect, gorgeous, aristocratic, blonde, tall, toned… yeah, you get the picture. All in all, he was… perfect. (If you didn't count the snobbish-ness and the crude ways of Malfoys!).
But…
"Son… close your mouth. Malfoys do not gape!" Malfoy senior sneered from his place on the floor, kneeling exactly like his son was doing. The Master to both Malfoys chuckled lightly as the audible snap, that issued from the closing of Dracos open hanging mouth, reverberated around the room.
Draco blushed.
Right now, all those hard learned manners and expectations where blown off by the wind of confusion.
He stared fearfully at his, once snake-like, lord. Malfoy senior rolled his eyes and elbowed him from the right, making his son's attention snap back to the topic at hand.
"A-at your side, L-lord?" He stuttered, flushing an interesting red in embracement.
Lord Voldemort, or rather Tom Riddle, sighed as one of his minions (It didn't matter that it was one of his most faithful servants!) questioned him. He would love to send a Cruciatus (sp?) the blond wimps way. He sighed once again, though he didn't acknowledge that as a sigh… he called it a forceful outburst of air.
He still needed the brat.
"Yes, at my side Draco. He has something I want and some… very interesting news have reached my ears!"
Draco frowned and was going to ask something more before his father stopped him by another glare he hadn't seen previously.
"I see, my lord." He muttered and bowed his head in a clear sign of submission.
Riddle turned around and walked over to his throne and sat comfortably on the dark silk.
The Malfoys followed like lost puppies.
Riddle glared at both of them through red eyes, with flecks of brown in them. "I want you to make him switch sides!"
Both Malfoys heads snapped up. Them? Turn him over? They wouldn't make it, he was firmly on the light side of course… how would they make it anyways?
Silence.
The impatient drumming of Riddles fingers on the throne brought them out of their reverie… Even though Malfoys don't 'snap out of it' they certainly don't appear like it!
The younger of the three was asking himself: What the hell? As he listened to the planning of the other two. How could his life suddenly change so much?
'Ok, let us think logically here!' he scolded himself. 'First: Lord Voldemort wishes for me to make Potters life miserable. Then he wants me to kill him myself. Then to simply bring Potter to him and lastly… befriend him and change him?' If he was honest, he didn't understand it.
"So, Draco… you'll befriend him, manipulate him, change him, make him sway sides and then bring him home for Christmas! Understood?"
Draco frowned. He couldn't say he didn't want Potter as his friend. He had wanted it since they had met in Madam Malkins, even before he knew who Potter was.
He had even tried to get on Potters good side…uhm… sometimes.
But what intrigued him was the sudden change in Riddles behavior. What had made him change his mind?
What had changed the Dark Lord, from killing to wanting Potter as one of his followers? Voldemort himself had said that Potter was only a nuisance! What had changed the Dark Lord? And what the hell where these new interesting news?
Draco sighed in defeat.
He wouldn't be receiving an answer soon… He knew as much. He wouldn't brake his blond head over it.
"Yes, my Lord." He repeated again, his shoulders slightly slumped.
"Good… and Draco? Play nice. If I'm correct he won't receive you with open arms…"
Draco left with a very uneasy feeling inside his stomach.
He didn't know that the Dark Lord would try to hurt him sometime later…
And he didn't know he would fall in love.
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Author's Note: I adopted this story, and won't be changing the chapters that BlackSilkenKitty wrote! I only hope that I can do this story justice. If she ever decides to continue she just has to tell me so, and I'll give it back to her! Hope you all like the story!