Prologue
When Draco was five years old his mother Narcissa gave him a stuffed dragon. It was his first toy ever. His father Lucius strongly disapproved of anything childish. His son is a Malfoy and Malfoy’s are not childish. So his mother had told him to hide the stuffed dragon whenever Lucius was around. It wasn’t that hard, Draco found out. His mother came to his room every night to tell him a goodnight story and a goodnight kiss. His father never did. And it was always mother or Dobby who would wake him in the morning. So it wasn’t hard to sleep with the dragon at night. During day time he would hide the dragon under his bed sheets. His father never noticed.
Draco always loved his mother’s bedtime stories when he was younger. They were hopeful and promising. Everytime his father took his anger out on him, his mother would be there for him. He knows she tried to stop the abuse. Father wouldn’t listen, he would only get angry at mother too. Draco wasn’t angry at mother. He knows she tried everything and she would always try everything to help him after he got hit.
He would lay curled up in bed, clutching his stuffed dragon. Mother would sit on the edge of the bed telling him stories about a certain lion. The lion had beat the mean, evil monster. The monster who Lucius worshipped. But the lion won from him. One day, the lion would defeat him for once and for all. Once that would happen, the evil would disseappear out of the world. One day, Narcissa said, the lion would save all the dragons in the world!
Draco never let go of the stuffed dragon. It was his hope. He took it to Hogwarts and managed to hide it from his fellow students. They never noticed. He was old enough now to know that the lion in mothers stories is Harry Potter. And Draco, childish as it may sound, hoped that one day Harry Potter would save him.
He would be mean to Harry Potter and his friends during daytime. But at night he lay in his bed, holding his dragon tight, hoping that one day Harry would defeat the monster that was Voldemort. So that Draco didn’t have to be mean anymore. So that the monster within him would be gone too. He wanted Harry to save all the dragons.
He did.