Harry had been shaken away by Pansy the next day, how she got into the gryffindor tower, he had no idea. He looked up at her blearily, without his glasses all he could make out about her was her hair and the green slytherin emblem on her robes. "Come on Potter, We have to save Malfoy." She said and he dodged her trying to hit him over the head. "Fine, How are we gonna do this again?" He asked, sitting up. He noticed that it was still dark out, it was probably midnight or very early in the morning.

"There's a Death Eater meeting tonight, Snape told me. I'm gonna give you a map of Malfoy manor and you need to get there, grab Draco, and get back without Lucius spotting you. He most likly won't be there but it's still for the best if you try to be as quiet as you can." She explained and handed him his broom. "Here." She said and handed him a...a necklace? "What's this for?" He asked. There was a snake on it. He picked it up and put it around his neck.

"It's a portkey, It will get you pass the spells at the manor." She explained and told him the password. He excepted it and grabbed his broom. "Ok, So...what part of the manor is he in?" He asked. She frowned, thinking about it for a bit. "Probably the cell he uses to beat people in." How could she say that so easily? He shook his head and put his wand in his pocket. "Ok. What time is the meeting over?" He asked and she shook her head. "Depends on the amount of failures in the meeting." She said and Harry nodded. He pulled on his robes and whispered the pass word to the portkey. He felt the whirl of the portkey and also the after math of landing on his rump. He caught his breath for a moment before standing and looking around. He guessed the Dungeon would be down stairs...Then there was a pop and he looked down to see a very irate house elf infront of him.

"Hello?" he tried. The house elf glowered at him before he, or at least he thought it was a he, answered.

"What is you be doing in Master's home?" He said, his voice high but intimidating.

Harry stuggled for words, suprised at being caught. "Uhm....Do you you know where Draco is?" he asked instead.

The house elf's eyes grew comically and it stuttered for words. "You isn't supposed to be knowing that! Gypsy could be getting in bad trouble for stranger to be knowing such things. Bad gyps-" Harry caught the small house elf before he could hit himself with anything. "It's ok! I'm here to help Draco!" He said, trying to calm the stuggling house elf. Gypsy calmed a bit and looked up at him. "You be helping young master Malfoy?" He asked, his eyes beginning to water. "Master Draco is nice to Gypsy. But older master is mean to younger master and has been hurting him!" He said, on the verge of hysteria. Harry was afraid he might hurt himself again so he resorted to calming the house elf one more.

"I know Gypsy. Can you show me where he is? I promise to help him." He said, the added. "And after, we can free you. We'll come back to free you." He promised, a bit scared of keeping the promise, but making it all the same.

The small house elf seemed to think about it for a few moments before nodding his head. "Ok. But you best be keeping your promise." With that he led Harry down to a door in the lower part of the manor. Harry heard moans coming from inside. His gut twisted when he realized that it was Draco making those noises. He blasted open the door and gasped at the sigh before him. Draco was on the floor, most of his clothes had been ripped off. Those that did remain on his body were covered in blood. "Malfoy?"He knew it was a stupid question, but it was hard to imagine Draco in such a state."My wasn't...she was being serious." He whispered more to himself. Draco chuckled harshly then began to cough so Harry stepped forward. Seeing the blood come out of his mouth made Harry want to vomit aswell. He couldn't stop himself from pulling the injured boy into his lap.

Draco moaned and Harry felt tears sting his eyes. "I'm sorry, but we have to hurry." He whispered and to his amazment, Draco quieted. Harry picked Draco up, amazed at how light he had become. He was sickened by the crunching of bones beneath the body he held. He looked away and rushed out of the manor, thanking Gypsy and promising he would come back to free him. Once they were outside Harry got onto his want and positioned Draco so he was partially laying across him. The ride went pretty well. The only part he regretted was when he had to turn in order to get to the castle. Draco groaned as he was shifted. "Shh, We're almost there." His voice sounded soothing, even to his own ears.

Once they landed, Imeadiantly Harry took Draco to the infirmary. He told madam Pomphrey what had happened and then left to go to his bed. He would face questioning tomorrow. He needed sleep now. And hopefully try to forget the sight of Draco covered in his own blood. It made Harry's blood boil and his vision go red to think of Lucius Malfoy. Why did he feel this way about Draco? He relaxed him his bed and fell asleep remembering the feel of Draco against his chest.

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