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Chapter Two – Spiraling Madness

Leo waited with thirty-nine other hooded figures in a circle. He knew that Voldemort, Snape, Bellatrix, and the Lestrange brothers were among the Death Eaters, awaiting the Order's movement. Soon out of nowhere there were a total of seven couples coming up through the circle. He quickly looked around and couldn't help but smirk, there were a total of seven Harry Potters and there was no way of telling which one was the real one. Moody and one Harry were on brooms; Arthur, Dora, and Remus each had their own. One Harry held onto the back of the long haired Bill Weasley, another did the same to the African dressed Kingsley; they both were riding Terrestrials, the same magical creatures that pulled the carriages at Hogwarts. One last Harry rode in the side car of a modified muggle motorbike with Hagrid steering the thing. Draco's voice interrupted his mind. I think the real Harry's in the side car, as I think I just saw Snape shoot the killing curse at the cage. It's the only thing that'd give him away. You must make sure that he remains protected.

Leo went up higher on Draco's Nimbus 2001 and used his seeker abilities to remain above the sidecar. I'm aware that we need to protect him but I want to make sure all of them are safe. These are my friend's and I took your place to protect them.

Draco scoffed. You told me it was because you wanted to protect me. Did you lie to me when you sent me here?

Leo rolled his eyes as he continued to fly. Of course, it wasn't my only reason. You've seen what I've been through already. You should be happy that you're over there regaining your strength. You know that there will be a point when you'll need to enter this war, but it's your decision when. Leo's attention was drawn back as he saw a green light coming from what he could only think was Voldemort's wand fighting against a red light coming from Harry's wand. Soon the red light overcame the green and the Malfoy ancestral wand was destroyed. Leo gritted his teeth. Well it looks like, not only has Father lost his wand, but neither you nor I would have the ability to inherit it from him.

Draco cursed as he watched the scene unfold through his brother's eyes, as he walked through the woods surrounding the muggle French Village he lived near. Their connection and his ability had grown, so that he was able to connect to Leo while still awake. He was sure it had something to do with a form of muggle meditation or wave lengths. However, he wasn't well studied on the topic and just found that he could do it while doing other things. Perhaps it was similar to Occlumency. He couldn't believe that his father's wand, which had been in the Malfoy family for generations, was destroyed because it was taken by ugly and used against his own Horcrux. Draco stood in the middle of the woods and sighed trying to clear his mind before starting the wand flicks and incantations, which would allow him to achieve Animagus form.

Soon his angular features flattened and lengthened. He felt himself gaining mass. Soon his arms turned into long silvery scaled wings. His legs lengthened and he felt a long and thick tail sprout from his behind. His eyes remained the same gray as his human eye color, which differed from the red eyes of Ukrainian Ironbellys. He flapped his arms and soon noticed that the trees around him shuddered. He couldn't help but wonder if this was going to be more disastrous than he first considered. Um, Leo I'm in Dragon form and well I'm afraid I'm going to knock over some trees as I attempt to fly.

Leo's voice mocked. What do you expect me to advise you or something? I'm nowhere near the library at this time. The Order Member's disappeared except for Moody. It looks like when his Harry disapperated, he fell off his broom. One may have lost his ear as well. It looked like Snape was aiming for another Death Eater, but his curse managed to hit a Harry. We're being called back to the Manor because our fearful leader has once again failed to kill Harry Potter.

Draco started flapping his wings wondering how difficult it would be to take off in the air. More trees shook but he finally managed to become airborne. He slowly rose above the tree tops and higher into the sky. He was soon souring over the lower clouds, which obscured him from being seen by the muggles. He really couldn't take the chance of being relocated or killed because he was an XXXXX dragon by ministry standards. Of course, with the way the Death Eaters were moving, one could only guess how much longer they had before the Ministry of Magic was overridden with them.

Soon, he was filled with such a strong feeling of freedom. Never had he felt so light and carefree in his life. He was free of the constrains, requirements, and expectations of being a Malfoy. If it weren't for the love he had for his mother, father, and Leo, he'd consider living the rest of his life in that form. He was no longer the frightened wizard forced to do the Dark Lord's bidding. He was now a destructive and strong Dragon that no one could touch, and if after the war he felt lost, he might even consider finding freedom with the dragons.

Leo's voice broke through his thoughts. Don't even think about it. You're the Malfoy Heir. There's no way I'm giving up my dreams of being a healer to take your place as future head of the family.

Draco touched down in the middle of the desert in Morocco, and quickly changed back. He was soon a lone wizard standing in the middle of the desert in North Africa. He stared at the sand dunes for a few moments before pulling out his wand and apparating back to the cottage in France. His new form gave him the ability to explore without fearing exposure. He knew the next time he wanted to get away; he'd just fly to Romania and find the dragon tamers.

Draco ran into the cottage remembering that Dora was present for the skirmish between the Order and the Death Eaters. Was his cousin hurt? Why hadn't he thought of that before now? Crap, what was he thinking? Leo's voice broke through his rushing thoughts. Please floo Aunt Dromeda. If anything's happened, she and Uncle Ted would know.

Draco nodded knowing that Leo probably wouldn't know that he had. He was too focused to notice if Luke or Elaine was in the room with him. He didn't care if they were. He tossed some floo powder in the fireplace and stuck his head in. He felt his head float away from the rest of his body. He soon saw into the living room of the Tonks family; however he didn't speak because he noticed that Harry Potter and Hagrid were in the middle of the room surrounding a hairbrush. Soon it glowed blue and they disappeared. With that he called, "Aunt Dromeda, how's Dora? Leo was there, so I witnessed the battle through our twin link."

Andromeda's face appeared in front of the fireplace, "We don't know yet. How did the Death Eater's know about them moving Harry?"

Draco shrugged, "Snape said he confounded someone at the last Death Eater meeting Leo attended. I'm going to go relax; I kind of had a bit of exercise. Please let me know via floo if Dora is okay."

There was a pop and Dora appeared in her mother's living room before Draco could leave, "Harry told me you were concerned about me. I just wanted to make sure you all knew that I was okay. Ron saved my life."

Draco gasped from the fireplace, "The Weasel was able to save another person when he can barely save his own skin?"

Dora turned to the fireplace, "Well, it's good to see you too. Now, are you Draco or Leo? I fear I cannot tell you two apart these days."

Draco furrowed his brow, "I think it's because we switched places and I'm sporting his long hair and he's sporting my short. If that didn't answer your question, I'm not sure what would. Well, I've got to get going. Don't worry I'll let Leo know that your alright. Oh and watch out Dora, Bellatrix has fixated on you. She's planning on trimming some branches from the Black Family Tree, as soon as she's able."

Leo had managed to get through the majority of summer not being harmed, however after the fall of the Ministry at the Death Eater's hands and Harry Potter's escape, his world changed. He was standing in the fire lit parlor of the Malfoy home. Lord Voldemort stood over him, instructing him to torture Rowle for bringing the bad news. Draco's voice warned in his mind. Do what he says Leo or he won't hesitate to kill you.

I know Draco. Leo gathered as much hatred and anger as possible, which wasn't too difficult since he was preparing to curse a Death Eater. He pointed his wand at the man before him and clearly spoke the curse, "Crucio."

Leo zoned out concentrating on keeping the spell going and not paying attention to what the man was saying. What he was doing to this man was horrible. His heart was breaking at having to do what he was being forced to do. He wanted to make sure that he didn't return home for the Christmas Holiday if he knew that Voldemort would be at the Manor. He needed time to center and hopefully his spacing out wouldn't lead to nightmares later about the monster he was becoming. Draco's mind broke through his thoughts again. Don't do that you yourself, Leo. You're not a monster. You are only doing what you have to for the greater good. Think about who you're torturing. That blond oaf Rowle wouldn't hesitate to do the same to you if your places were switched.

Leo continued to stare into the fire, but kept the curse going. He didn't want to slip up and feel the bite of the curse himself. He kept his fear filled mask on his face as he sighed inwardly. I never thought you'd be my inner voice and inner strength. I fear the only thing getting me through this summer is you.

Draco barked in laughter. Well, I've had enough experience with situations like these after all. Father did tend to have a heavy hand every now and then. He stopped laughing and his next words were a low whisper. I just saw a green flash in his red eyes. I think his Occlumency is failing because he's getting frightened. The prophecy is getting close to being fulfilled and he isn't ready to die. Yep, I'm sure that Harry has been looking in on this scene. I think he'll know that you are not a willing participant in this act. Well, I guess he'll think it's me.

Leo's eyes flicked to Voldemort's for a moment, and he too saw the green swirling with the red of the tattered man's eyes. He knew that Draco was right and he could only hope that the link between the two would only help Harry defeat him in the end.

A/N: I know this is kind of short but I'm trying to set things up. We still have to get to Hogwarts and then the real action will start after Easter. Of course that should be known by anyone who's read the Deathly Hallows.

Fun Fact: I recently discovered this great fact. I was aware that the Blacks tend to name their children after the stars, hence Sirius, Orion, Andromeda, and Bellatrix. However, did you know that Sirius is the brightest star in the night's sky and it's a part of the Great Dog Constellation? Is it not fitting that he's the brightest as in fighting for the light in his family but that his Animagus takes the shape of a dog? A black dog at that, yep I guess a name does mean quite a bit to an Author when creating characters.