Title: Truth behind the name and the lies P.2

Pairing: DracoxHarry,

Fandom : HP

Notes: An abused boy finds out he's a wizard and a hero; his tormented mind rebels. One person sees through the misconceptions to the real Harry and treats him the way he deserves. How does this change them both and those around them? Please read P.1 otherwise you maybe confused…

Chapter 2- Draco's fear realized, Lucius steps up and Hermione the Mother bear rises.

Draco had been grouchy for weeks now, there had no word from his little snake. Their pairing journal no matter how much he wrote in it…there was no response.

He felt slight discomfort at times…

Draco composed his face into a mask as he walked to the smaller Dining Room to eat with his parents.

"Oh Dragon…still no word." Narcissa asked before looking at her husband.

Fifteen minutes into their breakfast, Draco screamed.

The faint connection he'd felt all summer magnified, "He's hurt. Mother. He's hurt." the pain got worse, Draco crumpled in his chair. "He needs me. I'm supposed to protect him."

"Draco! You calm down right now. I had plans in motion in case of this." Lucius thundered.

"He's in so much pain." he felt the tug, Draco whispered. "He's calling for me. Let me go."

"He needs to go to St. Mungos." Lucius grabbed Draco's arm, "Stay with me son, tell what is Granger's address…"

Draco told him in a broken voice.

"We're going to Apparate to Granger's. Narcissa you must floo-call Andromeda. Something is terribly wrong." Lucius held his trembling son in his arms, he tried to smile, "Let Father handle this. I'm trying to save him the best way I know." He strode out to end of the non-Apparation wards on the Manor property and Apparated to the nearest Public Apparation Point to Granger's home. The girl could think clearly and had the courage to stand up to Lord Malfoy for a friend. Surely, she could do what needed to be done.

He disillusioned them both and slunk towards the Granger house, he nearly got lost but gripped his serpent-head cane, 'Point me Hermione Granger." he muttered and then followed his cane's subtle tugs.

Once they arrived, Lucius uncast the disillusionment, Draco had nearly passed out in his arms. He knocked on the door insistently.

A woman with her hair pulled back who vaguely reminded him of the girl who had spent the night at the Manor opened the door.

Lucius bowed slightly, "Is your daughter in? My son has a mutual friend who she invited to spend the holidays with. He hasn't heard from them and worried himself ill. My poor little Dragon. His mother wished him to stay home but he begged me to take him to see her."

The woman blinked, "Oh…she did mention asking if a friend could stay a few days. Hermione came home with such stories. I was so glad she made friends."

Draco stirred briefly, "Harry…"

Hermione pushed past her mother, "Draco? Are you alright?" she noticed his father, "Mister Malfoy…"

"Draco worried himself ill about Harry. We can't visit Harry at his aunt and uncle's but I hoped you could. Your magic shouldn't be recognized by the wards since you are underage. Do you still have his address…"

Hermione nodded, "How do I get there…" one look at Draco and she was already expecting the worst.

"Take the Knight bus."

Hermione stared, "The what…"

"It's a form of transportation besides Apparating, portkeying and flooing. Best way to travel…for a Muggle-born underage witch. Walk to the street and hold out your wand. They'll see it. Tell them Harry's Address. Go as quick as you can." he stared at her, "Draco says you are very bright. Tied with him for top marks. Do whatever you need to get to Harry. I am on the board of Governors, I wouldn't let you be expelled. If the only way to save Harry is to break the underage ban on magic, do it. I will see that you are protected. Hurry. If Draco is this weak…then Harry can't be much better."

Hermione stood there letting it all sink in before running to her room for her wand. She glanced up to Draco and his father gone, a fist full of galleons and her mother in shock. "I must do as he says. Harry must be hurt. Love you mother. Have a good day at work." Hermione glanced around and held out her wand nervously.

There was a loud pop and a skid.

Hermione saw a large double-decker purple bus, the door swing open and she rushed in. Take me to 4 Private Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey. Please hurry. I'm afraid someone is hurt,"

"That'll be 1 galleon, 2 sickles and 7 knuts."

"If I give you 5 galleons can I be your next stop." Hermione asked exasperated.

"Very well miss."

Hermione sat as close to the front as she could.

There was a jerk, then an hour later came the announcement, "Next stop Little Whinging, Surrey. Arrival five minutes."

"About time…" she muttered under her breath, storming off the bus and onto her friend's street. She spotted 4 Private Drive, there was no car but that didn't mean anything. Hermione took great loping steps to the front door and pounded on it.

"We ain't buying nothing lest it's food." came a childish voice.

"I'm not selling anything. I demand to speak to your mother. Right now."

The door was thrown open not five minutes later, answered by a tallish woman with a too long neck and a horsey-looking face. "What do you want."

"My name is Hermione Granger and I'm just like your sister. I demand to see Harry."

The woman sneered, "Don't have to let you in. Don't want freaks like you rubbing off on my Dudders."

Hermione snapped, "What afraid he'll grow a brain? He sounds stupid."

"That's it! Go away, you rude child."

Hermione pushed against the closing door, pulling out her wand, "You have two choices, let me in peacefully or I blow your door off your hinges."

"You can't use magic out of school. You'll be expelled. I know the rules."

Hermione smirked, "Really? Because I have permission to use any means necessary to see Harry from a school governor."

Petunia Dursley shook, "You awful child. Where were you raised…"

"My parents are well-to-do dentists. First Wizard in my family. Smartest girl in my year. Now are you going to move or do I have to move you…" Hermione ground her teeth.

"You…must be lying…"

Hermione growled, "Get out of my way." raising her wand more threateningly.

Petunia ran.

Hermione let herself in, closed the door and entered the house. It was so dreary, not one picture of Harry to show he lived here at all. She passed a large cupboard and then made her way up stairs. Hermione heard the hooting of an owl, Hedwig, followed the sound and found a locked door. "Alohomora." she whispered, clutching her wand. Please don't be powerful enough to get me in trouble…she thought desparately. What she saw broke her heart, she screamed, "Harry…"

Harry was lying on floor in a pool of blood, he was so pale…

She knelt at his side, "Harry…I'm so sorry. I'll get help." she looked around and spotted Hedwig padlocked in her cage. Hermione grabbed a piece of paper, dipped her finger in Harry's blood and wrote.

Urgent
Fred and George Weasley
The Burrow

Fred and George

Harry's hurt. He needs to go to St. Mungos. Come quick. I'm scared.

Hermione

She unlocked Hedwig's cage, carried her to the next room after seeing the window as barred. She opened that window, looked into Hedwig's bright eyes, "Harry needs help. Deliver this to the twins and no one else. Fly as fast as you can. I don't know how badly he's hurt."

The owl leapt out the window and was gone.

Hermione hurried back to Harry, collapsed beside him and sobbed, "Oh Harry…how could they do this to you…"