Hi everyone!

Sorry for the long wait, but my family and I are moving at the moment and my time is pretty limited because of that.

And to mwinter1 and dougal74: Don't worry about Harry and Voldemort. I already got that covered. I' don't really like that too, so no worries.

I decided to leave the POLL about the re-sorting of Harry, Ron and Hermione open a little longer, because it's very close. Please VOTE NOW for the final decision to be made!!!

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Chapter 8

"Snuffles!" called a young man with blond hair and hazelnut-brown eyes grinning over his shoulder. "Damn… you are slow today!"

A huge black dog that was running behind the teen gave an offended bark but quickened his pace a little bit.

They were running at top speed through a crowded airport and the teen seemed to be looking for something. He ran straight to the exit and jumped over a trolley that was in his way. The dog barked again and the teen abruptly changed his direction and held the door of a bathroom open for him.

When he had made sure that nobody was in there, he nodded at the dog. The dog then changed shape and a black-haired man appeared sitting on the floor and holding his sides.

"Why do we have to travel by muggle means again Harry?" asked Sirius Black who had trouble controlling his breathing.

Harry who was in disguise rolled his eyes. "Because your apparition license has long been blocked and the floo in France Manor broke down because there is no longer a fireplace, thanks to Lucius."

"Portkey?" wheezed Sirius hopefully, but Harry shook his head.

"You have worked in the Ministry as an Auror for Merlin's sake! You of all people should know how a portkey works when there are Anti-Portkey and Anti-Apparition wards!"

"Right…," said Sirius and shuddered. "But you could have asked for the nearest location for us to land! But nooo… you had to go by that plane thingy!"

Harry grinned. "Well… I always wanted to fly."

"That's what brooms are for! Gulping gargoyles! I tell you, you'll never get me to set foot on one of those things ever again!" raged Sirius.

"Yeah, yeah. Calm down Padfoot," said Harry and Sirius stood up and flicked his wand.

His silky black hair changed to blond just like Harry's and his eyes also took on the color of hazelnuts. With another flick of his wand his hair shortened and he grinned at him.

"Satisfied?" he asked.

Harry looked at him and nodded and made his way to the door. "You'll do. Come on! Draco is going to skin us alive if we don't turn up in the next ten seconds."

Sirius sighed and followed his godson out of the bathroom.

Harry exited the airport and looked around the busy street. He couldn't see any sign of the familiar platinum blond Slytherin and jumped when somebody tapped him on the arm. His wand was ready in his pocket and his fingers twitched. He heard an amused chuckle and slowly turned around.

Harry found himself face to face with a small boy that couldn't be older than ten years. The boy wore expensive clothes and had mousy brown hair and dark grey eyes. Behind him stood a plump woman with short curly hair. Harry just raised his eyebrows and still held his wand ready.

"Constant Vigilance!" chirped the boy and Harry's eyes widened before he broke out into a fit of laughter.

Sirius looked at Harry oddly and then down at the small boy before a grin formed on his face.

He leaned down and ruffled the boy's neatly combed hair. "My… aren't you a cute little fellow?" he said with a mischievous smile.

The boy smacked his hand away. "Stop that you mangy mutt!"

Sirius chuckled and looked at the woman who was fidgeting slightly and looking nervous. "I must say Cissy; you really have a polite little brat there. It's good to see you."

The woman snorted amused and nodded, smiling. "It's good to see you too Lord Black. I'm honored that you gave my son and I another chance."

Harry, who had slowly regained his composure, broke out into laughter again when he saw Sirius' face changing from baffled to disgusted. Harry then looked at the small boy.

"I must say Draco… this image fits you perfectly," he said between gasps.

"Harry…," said the boy in a growl as he glared up at him.

"Very scary…," chuckled Harry, amused, and the small boy rolled his eyes.

"Well then…," said the woman nervously. "The car is parked not far from here. We should be going…"

"Lead the way!" nodded Sirius and ruffled the small boy's hair one last time.

The boy just sighed and they followed the woman to a simple, but still extravagant, car that was parked just one block away from the airport.

Sirius and the disguised Narcissa took the front seats with the latter one in the driver's seat and Harry and the small brown-haired Draco in the back.

"The ride will only take twenty minutes," mumbled Draco as he leaned back in his seat. "Hopefully the Polyjuice Potion won't wear off until then… this is so damn complicated!"

"Why did you let your father blow up the fireplace then?" asked Harry smiling.

"Shut it Potter!" answered Draco, annoyed.

Harry quirked an eyebrow. "Oh? Back to Potter now, are we Malfoy? And I thought we were friends…," he sniffed dramatically.

Draco stayed silent and the rest of the drive was uneventful. Twenty minutes later they arrived in front of a large manor and past the front gate that closed automatically.

When they left the car, Draco and Narcissa changed back to their normal appearances and fought with their clothes. Narcissa nearly vanished into her now oversized clothes and Draco just looked ridiculous in his small clothing. He took out his wand and changed them into something more fitted before he threw Harry, who was laughing again, a mild glare.

"I'm impressed," said Sirius when he stepped out of the car. "I hadn't thought that you were able to drive a muggle car Cissy."

She shrugged. "You learn things like that in our circumstances."

Narcissa then enveloped Harry in a tight hug that he gladly responded to and smiled up at him because he was slightly taller than she was.

"Then come on inside," said Draco. "Father surely won't be here now. He had some trouble with the Dark Nutter."

Harry chuckled, and they followed the two Malfoys inside the manor. Narcissa led them into a comfortable living room and Harry's eyes caught sight of the destroyed fireplace. Sirius whistled when he saw it.

"He did a good job…," he said casually and flopped down on the sofa. "Why did he do it anyway?"

Narcissa conjured four cups of hot tea and sighed. "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named wants Draco to be marked before the next term at Hogwarts starts. Until now I could convince Lucius that Draco wasn't ready to join him, and well… he was tortured by the Dark Lord and let his anger out on us… and the fireplace."

Harry looked sharply at her. "Are you hurt Mrs. Malfoy?"

She shook her head and sipped her tea. "Just a small bruise on my right shoulder where he grabbed me." A slight smile played around her lips when she looked at him. "How often have I told you to call me Narcissa?"

Harry shrugged. "I think nearly every day that I was here. I just always forget it."

Sirius cautiously sniffed his tea and took a small sip. "Then maybe you have to change that soon, because she may not be a Malfoy much longer."

Narcissa's eyes snapped to her cousin and she stared at him. "So you… believe me?"

Sirius was silent for a long moment and he looked at Harry before he spoke again. "If Harry believes you, then I don't see why I shouldn't. However…," He leaned forward and looked her straight in the eye. "I want to know what caused the change of heart."

Draco stiffened and Harry lowered his gaze when Narcissa began to tear up. Sirius looked at them all and waited patiently.

"Mother was tortured and…," whispered Draco as he patted his mother's back. "… and sometimes put under the Imperius-Curse…"

"WHAT!" screamed Sirius and dropped his teacup. "Was it…?"

Narcissa nodded. "It was Lucius… you know that I was forced to marry him after my sister Andromeda married that muggle Ted Tonks, don't you?"

"Yeah…," said Sirius. "Even if I wasn't there myself when it happened. Andy told me about it. But she said you didn't fight it when they told you."

"How could I?" cried Narcissa and lowered her head. "They would have killed me. You know our family! How they were and… how some of them still are…"

"Bellatrix," said Sirius quietly. "Yeah… I know how they were and that my dear cousin Bella followed the tradition."

"She may have been and still is my older sister," whispered Narcissa, "But she would have been the first one to kill me if I fought against the marriage to such a rich and pure-blooded wizard. And she will… when she gets out of Azkaban and discovers that I'm not on her side."

"What did Lucius do to you Cissy?" asked Sirius skeptically. "You could have gotten out of the marriage in the beginning when you told the Ministry what he did. It's a common agreement in every marriage."

Narcissa shook her head sadly. "That is only the case when you haven't got an heir. Before Draco was born… he treated me friendly and respectful, he ensured that I would feel comfortable around him but… after Draco was born he showed his true face." She sighed.

"When I gave him an heir I sealed the marriage and wasn't able to get out until our son came of age. I knew that of course… but I had hoped that he was really the man he pretended to be. I was wrong. Terribly wrong… he left me alone until Draco was a year old and didn't need so much of my caring. That was also the time when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was defeated by Harry."

"Lucius was furious! All day he was at the ministry bribing important people to testify that he had been cursed to serve him. After he was cleared of all charges, he vented all his anger out on me. Not as much when Draco was near… but regularly when Draco left for Hogwarts. I remember that there were times when I couldn't remember what I had done for nearly a week…"

She fell silent and Draco rubbed his eyes while Harry and Sirius were looking silently at the table, the tea long forgotten.

Draco decided to say something. "I found out about all this two years ago. One year for you. After my third year at Hogwarts I caught him as he cast the Imperius-Curse on mother before we went to the Quidditch World-Cup. I always knew that my father wasn't the friendliest of people, but just then I saw what kind of person he really was. I admit that there was a time when I respected him; even looked up to him and wanted to be just like him. After the World-Cup... when he was out there with the other Death Eaters tormenting that muggle family, it became so real… all the stories he told me about the glorious reign of the Dark Lord and his beliefs in the purity of blood… when he told me that he wanted me to join You-Know-Who and follow his legacy I was overjoyed. But I saw at the World-Cup how they tortured a little muggleborn witch before they had fun with this family."

"That was when I lost respect for him and his beliefs. I was disgusted and I can tell you… nothing is more important to me than my mother. I thought a lot about it in my fourth year and after the third task of the Triwizard Tournament I finally decided that I had to do something. I approached Harry, we used the Time Turner, I became of age… and mother could finally be free from her miserable life with my father."

Sirius frowned. "But why is Lucius able to gain access to this manor then?"

"This manor has been the property of the Malfoy family for over two hundred years now. We had nowhere else to go, but anything was better than seeing him every day," answered Narcissa sniffling.

"I… understand," said Sirius and Harry thought that he had never seen his godfather this serious before, except when he had talked to him for the first time in third year. "I believe you and I think it's time that you should be free from that bastard."

Narcissa looked at him with wide eyes. "Really? You… you mean it?"

He nodded and she threw herself on the floor in front of him whispering her thanks and sobbing.

"For Merlin's sake Cissy! Stop that!" commanded Sirius slightly angrily. "I'm not one of those idiots that think you have to kiss the floor in front of them!"

Narcissa stood up and looked ashamed. "Forgive me."

Sirius looked sharply at her and sighed. "Sure. So we just have one matter to take care of. But you must be one hundred and fifty percent sure that you really want this."

"Of course. I've waited for this moment for so long."

Harry looked at Draco who was hastily wiping a tear away from his eyes and smiled softly. He seemed to be just as happy as his mother. But Harry knew that he would never really show his relief. He was much too proud to show it.

"Well then," said Sirius and stood up before he took his wand out and nodded to Narcissa who mirrored his action.

Sirius straightened his shoulders and coughed before he touched Narcissa's wand with his own. "I, Sirius Orion Black, Head of the most Noble and Ancient House of Black, hereby declare the marriage between Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, Head of the House of Malfoy, and Narcissa Dorea Malfoy nee Black, the daughter of the House of Black, officially dissolved. May you once again carry the name of your ancestors with pride."

Harry grinned when he saw that Sirius looked extremely disgusted by talking stuffy like that and then a bright flash lit the entire room and Narcissa sniffled.

"I, Narcissa Dorea Malfoy, Daughter of the House of Black, hereby agree with all my heart, soul and magic to dissolve the marriage and wear the name of Black with pride once again. So mote it be. "

Draco too raised his wand and added it to the other two. Sirius and Narcissa looked at him startled, while Harry smirked when he began to talk. "I, Draco Lucius Malfoy, with all my heart, soul and magic will follow my mother's lead and abandon the name of Malfoy for the name of the most Noble and Ancient House of Black. So mote it be."

The flash brightened and then disappeared with a slight ringing noise.

Sirius put his wand away. "Well… welcome back into the family Cissy and welcome Draco. From now on you shall be known as Narcissa Black and Draco Black."

Narcissa beamed and threw her arms around him while Harry patted Draco, who had a pleased smile on his face, on the back.

"I'm happy for you," he said softly and Draco nodded. "I had no idea that you wanted to change your name too."

Draco looked at him seriously. "I want to cut all ties with my father. He is nothing more to me now then another Death Eater."

Harry's godfather sat down again and they enjoyed the tea silently. Narcissa was still smiling from ear to ear and even Draco couldn't seem to get the smile off his face.

Sirius and Harry looked at each other. Both felt happy for them and didn't want to disturb the moment for them with Order business.

After a while Narcissa looked at Sirius. "So… what else did you come for?"

Sirius grinned. "As sharp as always Cissy. You are right of course; we came for another purpose too."

"And what may that be?" she asked and vanished the empty cups with a flick of her wand.

"I want to give you the opportunity to live at Grimmauld Place. There you will be safe and Lucius won't be able to get you when he sees that the marriage not only is dissolved in the Ministry records but also magically. And I want to ask you… if you will join the Order of the Phoenix."

Narcissa stared at him. "Join the Order? They… they will actually let me?"

Sirius nodded. "Dumbledore himself suggested I ask you. And in my opinion it would be wise, because this will give you and your son more protection."

"I… yes. Yes I want to join the Order," answered Narcissa determinedly.

Suddenly the door opened and Fleur Delacour entered. Narcissa greeted her warmly while Sirius grinned mischievously when she bent down to them and kissed Harry and Draco on the cheeks.

"Not a word," warned Harry to his godfather.

He mock pouted. "Who do you think I am? I just wonder what Hermione would say about you kissing other girls…"

Draco looked at him astonished. "You and Granger? You are together now?"

He just nodded and Fleur beamed at him.

Harry stood up. "Excuse me, but I have to talk to Draco and Fleur privately before we head back to London."

They nodded and the three left the living room and went into the library.

"Waat eez it?" asked Fleur when she saw his serious expression.

"I got a letter," said Harry and Draco rolled his eyes.

"Damn Harry! That's a new one," he said sarcastically and snickered quietly with Fleur.

He rolled his eyes. "It was from Voldemort."

They abruptly stopped joking and looked at him wide-eyed. Both had their mouths slightly open and didn't seem to be able to form a sentence.

"He wanted me to join him… not as a Death Eater, but as his equal," Harry continued. "I sent my reply two days ago."

Draco snapped his mouth shut with an audible 'click' and Fleur asked immediately. "And waat did 'ou answer 'im? 'Ou did not agree, did 'ou?"

Harry shrugged. "You will see, I guess. I don't think it will take him long to respond to my answer. I'm just curious as to what it will be."

"Your curiosity can be solved," said a cold, silky voice behind them.

They whirled around with their wands drawn and stared dumbfounded at Lucius Malfoy who stood in the doorway. He was exactly as Harry remembered him. He had pale blond hair, cold grey eyes, had a pointed face, and wore a Death Eater robe. Harry's eyes went to the small, chubby person with watery eyes, rat-like face and pasty skin next to him and he felt anger rise inside him like poison.

"Wormtail!" he spat and the rat looked at him slightly scared. "What do you want?!"

"Now, now Potter," said Lucius with a sneer. "This is my house and I'm surprised to see you here… together with my son and heir."

"I'm no longer your heir father!" spat Draco and clutched his wand tightly. "I'm not related to anyone by the name of Malfoy. My name is Draco Black!"

"How dare you?" hissed Lucius and took the wand out of his long cane. "Who do you think you are to talk to me like that?"

Harry growled, still looking at Wormtail. "What do you WANT?!"

Wormtail trembled slightly and gave a letter to Lucius. "T-this i-is our L-lords answer to y-your l-le-letter.", he stuttered and cowered behind the other Death Eater.

Lucius held the letter out to him. "Just read it Potter. I'm sure you want to know what our Lord has to say."

Harry took the letter, unfolded it slowly, and began to read:

Harry Potter,

You ensured your own death with this… you have decided not to join me and have insulted me with your reply as well. I offered you revenge for that old lemon-drop-sucking fool, but you refused… a foolish Gryffindor trait you got from your foolish parents. They paid for it and now it's your turn!

I will hunt you down, your friends and everything you hold dear!

You will die, but I will make sure that you beg for me to kill you before I grant you my mercy!

Tom Marvolo Riddle

Lord Voldemort

Harry stared at the letter and scoffed. That had been clear from the beginning. He looked at the questioning faces of his friends and the smug smile on Lucius' face.

"Well, I didn't expect anything else after telling him that he is a crazy, snake-faced, old pedophile with no sense of reality when I replied to his offer…," shrugged Harry and set the letter on fire.

"Crucio!" roared Lucius and the curse brushed Harry's shoulder as he ducked out of the way. "HOW DARE YOU!"

Harry raised a shield with his wand and nodded to Draco and Fleur who ran past him out of the library.

"Crucio! Stupefy! CRUCIO!" screamed Lucius, and Harry dropped to the floor and rolled to the side when one of the curses hit a bookshelf that crashed to the floor.

"Man… a big variety of curses you have," mocked Harry and fixed his eyes on Wormtail who was holding a wand in his silvery hand.

"Sectumsempra!" the rat cried.

"Protego horribilis!" countered Harry and the curse was thrown back with a bright flash of light. "Reducto!"

Wormtail was thrown back by the curse and the reflected spell hit him on the shoulder where a bloody slash appeared. Harry held his shield up and ran past Lucius who was firing curses everywhere now.

When he was in the corridor, Sirius and Narcissa came running out of the living room, followed by Fleur and Draco. Harry shook his head and they skidded to a halt and turned around to follow him back into the living room.

"Shut the door!" he called and positioned himself in front of the totally destroyed fireplace. He cast a Reparo, but it wasn't of much use. Only one stone was repaired. "Help me here!"

Narcissa and Sirius where casting every locking charm, curse and jinx they knew at the door and Harry heard the faint yell of a Blasting-Curse from Wormtail.

He looked shortly to Sirius who was shaking with rage when he heard the traitor's voice and then looked at his two friends.

"Ready?" he asked and they nodded. "On three. One… two… REPARO!"

The destroyed fireplace slowly repaired itself as they forced their power into the spell. After a long and straining minute the fireplace was intact again.

"Waat ze 'ell did 'e do to make it so difficult?" asked Fleur who made a roaring fire appear.

"HARRY! Are you done yet?" screamed Narcissa when a hard blast hit the door.

"Yes, come on!" he called back, and Narcissa stormed over to him.

Draco grabbed her and Harry shoved a piece of parchment with the address into their hands. Draco quickly read it and took a bag of floo powder out of his robes and gave it to Harry. He threw some of it into the fire and vanished a second later.

"SIRIUS! COME ON!" screamed Harry when Fleur also vanished.

"But Wormtail is out there!" he spat and Harry saw that he was still shaking with rage.

"Doesn't matter!" he said and ran over to him just as the door was blasted open. "We have to go. NOW!"

"But-"

"Sectumsempra!" screamed Lucius and the curse hit Harry on the chest while he shoved his godfather into the fireplace, but it wasn't as effective due to his still slightly upheld shield.

He whirled around and glared at the two Death Eaters after Sirius vanished. His eyes fixed on Wormtail.

"One day…," he whispered dangerously. "I will get you! Expelliarmus! "

He caught the two wands that were flying at him and threw them into the fire where they burned with a very nasty noise.

"What now?" he mocked with a smirk.

Lucius also smirked and Harry narrowed his eyes at him. What was he up to?

Suddenly ten other Death Eaters stormed into the room and Harry sighed before he threw some floo powder into the fire. The curses were now flying wildly and he turned around one last time to look at Wormtail and raised his wand.

"Fyre…," he whispered with a cold smirk, and the whole room burst into flames that took the shapes of numerous magical beasts as the Death Eaters watched in horror.

"RETREAT!" screamed Lucius madly when the Anti-Apparition and Anti-Portkey wards fell down.

Harry said nothing and stepped into the fire. He heard some screams before he closed his eyes and whispered his destination.

He whirled around and was thrown out of the fireplace at Grimmauld Place after a short time.

"Harry!" said Sirius and helped him to his feet. "Are you all right?!"

"Yeah…," said Harry and cracked his neck before he looked at the new Blacks. "I'm sorry."

Narcissa blinked. "For what?" she asked perplexed.

"For burning the manor down with Fiendfyre and missing the Death Eaters," he smirked.

"YOU DID WHAT?!" screamed Draco and fell down on a chair. "You… used Fiendfyre? You must have hit your head! That could have gone terribly wrong!"

Sirius looked at him when the kitchen door burst open and all the Weasleys, Tonks and Hermione entered. They stopped in their tracks when they saw Harry's bloody clothes and the small cut on Sirius' face that even Harry hadn't seen before.

At last their eyes travelled to Narcissa and Draco. They looked at them and were totally silent.

After two minutes Ron opened his mouth...

"What… are they doing here?" he voiced everyone's thoughts.

So that was the eighth chapter!

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