Unfinished Stories from an Old laptop 2
Born a Potter.
His name was Draco Abraxas Malfoy, son to Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy nee Black. He was born into an ancient pureblood line, none tainted by muggle nor creature blood. He was raised like any pureblood heir.
Or so he thought.
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It was the summer after his fourth year when Draco found out the truth.
As long as Draco could remember, his father had always been cold and distant towards him. It was always his mother who showed her love for him, she would hug him and give him treats or toys. Sure his mother always seemed a little clingy, but that's what every mother was around their children.
Right?
But now looking back Draco could see the signs.
His mother's paranoia and clinginess, his father always distancing himself from him and the constant punishments.
He was not their son, he was not a Malfoy, and he was not a pureblood.
He was none of those.
It had started when his father had came home with rage on his face, mumbling about Harry Potter. Suddenly his father turned towards him and he struck Draco with his cane.
This shocked Draco, his father never dared to touch him when his mother was in the room. His mother instantly held her wand out in front of his father.
"I told you to not harm my son anymore!"
Immediately Lucius paused but then he grew angrier.
"I have a right, this my home and he lives in it!-"
The arguing continued and Draco was glued to the floor and suddenly his world was destroyed.
"WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE FOR HIM NARCISSA?! HE'S NOT OUR SON,HE'S ONLY A PATHETIC HALF-BLOOD THAT!-"
Realising what he was saying, Lucius turned his head towards the brat he had to put up with for years.
Draco stared at both his parents with wide eyes.
"What do y-you mean?"
His father glared at him.
"Yes, that's right, it's high time you knew! You're not my son, hell you're not even a pureblood. You are not my blood and having to be around your tainted blood has always sickened me! If it weren't for Narcissa and our Lord I would have never took you from your mudblood mother and especially that blood traitor father of your's!"
Without warning his father, or rather Lucius was crucio'd.
Turning towards the woman he thought as his mother, Draco saw a feral look in his mother's eyes. Her hair fell out of the style she had put it in.
"LUCIUS ENOUGH!" she screeched.
Instantaneously rage coursed through Draco. All the years he had to suffer at the hands of his "father". All the nights crying himself to sleep asking himself why he was never good enough son. They lied to him and beat their ways into his mind. He was a half-blood and they raised him to hate his own kind, to hate his real mother's kind.
"Why?! Why take me then?!"
His mother lowered her wand down and tried to get close to her son, but she stopped when he flinched away from her.
"Darling none of that, daddy didn't mean any of that he was just angry. Please darling come to momma." Narcissa pleaded, her arm reaching towards Draco.
Draco panicked, he didn't want to be near the woman who not only stole him from his real mother, and then lied to him. When he saw Lucius get up and reach for his wand, Draco feared for his life and only wished to be anywhere but where he was at.
Suddenly draco heard a pop and felt a pull. Next he appeared in the headmaster's office, the old man looking at him with concern and soon everything turned black.
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Then next time Draco woke up, he was in the infirmary in Hogwarts, Headmaster Dumbledore in the chair right next to the bed.
"Hello Mr. Malfoy, that was quite a scare you gave us there."
Draco flinched at the name, he was no Malfoy.
"Headmaster can you please refrain from calling me that?"
The old man looked at him with confusion but nodded without questioning Draco and for that he was grateful.
Sighing Draco stared at his lap. He knew he needed Dumbledore's help with this matter.
Draco then explained to Dumbledore what he had discovered about not being the Malfoy's and the fact he was a kidnapped half-blood child that was raised with pureblood beliefs. Then much to his horror he broke down in front of the headmaster.
All the lies he was told, the pain he had to go through.
He was pulled from his thoughts when he felt a hand on his back. Draco turned his head towards the headmaster, who gave Draco a sad look.
After minutes of silence, Draco finally spoke.
"Headmaster, please, I ask for sanctuary."
Dumbledore's eyes widen for a second before he nodded his head at the boy. Never in his life would a Malfoy ever need his assistance, but then again, Draco was no Malfoy.
"My dear boy." Albus said. "I would be happy to offer you sanctuary at Hogwarts. That is what she is for, she watches over all her children."
Draco didn't say a thing, felt like he could not say anything. He showed the Headmaster a strained smile.
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It was a week since Dumbledore offered Draco sanctuary, he had been staying in Slytherin dorms in his room.
He noticed that without anyone there the dorms felt incredibly empty and dreary. Not even his uncle Severus was there, but then again he would probably send him back.
He spent his days in the library until he shares dinner on some nights with Headmaster Dumbledore. At nights he tries to sleep without the nightmares of his parents, er the Malfoys.
With all the time he had to himself, Draco was left to wonder about his birth parents. What did they look like? What kind of people were they? Where they still alive or did they die? Did he have siblings or was he their first child?
When asking himself these questions did Draco realize something, since he is not a Malfoy, he should not look like one. Meaning the even the face he wore was a lie, but it made sense. Draco always felt uncomfortable in his own skin, feeling he was stretched out.
Draco started to research ways to reverse the damage the Malfoys caused.
In his weeks in the library, Draco could not find anything that could be helpful to removing the spells on his person, he was close to asking for the headmaster's assistance.
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A month had passed by before Draco was called into the Headmaster's office.
When he entered the office he was greeted by the sight of not only Dumbledore, but also Kingsley Shacklebolt.
Draco instantly backed away slowly, thinking the head auror was here to return him to the Malfoys. Seeing his panicked look, Dumbledore offered a gentle smile.
"There is no reason for you to fear dear Draco, Kingsley is not here for you, he is because I ask him to join us in a discussion."
"Dumbledore we can't tell-"
"Now Kingsley, Draco is under sanctuary here at Hogwarts, there is no reason why he cannot be aware."
Draco looked back and forth at the men. He was confused at what was going on.
Dumbledore gestured for him to sit and that is what he did. Dumbledore then looked at him.
"Draco, as you know Tom Riddle has risen."
"Sir, who is Tom Riddle?"
"That is the name of the man who is now known as Voldemort."
Both Dumbledore and Shacklebolt noticed the flinch in the blonde boy when the name was spoken.
Draco then nodded his head.
"Yes sir, I have seen the signs."
Suddenly Draco was hauled out of the seat by his collar. Auror Shacklebolt glared at him.
"And what are those signs boy? I don't know why Dumbledore would trust the spawn of a death eater but I could never trust a Malfoy!"
"Auror Shacklebolt! That is enough!"
Both Draco and Auror Shacklebolt turned towards the Headmaster.
"Kingsley let go of the boy."
The auror roughly let go of the blonde, who fell to the ground. He slowly rose from the ground dusting himself off and quietly sat back on the chair. Though Draco was scared he must not let the auror know he was afraid.
Dumbledore had continued.
"You see Draco even before it had been prophesied that Tom Riddle will return,a secret organization was created. It is called The Order of the Phoenix. Our mission is to protect the wizarding world and the people from Tom Riddle."
Draco stood there in shock, an organization that was born during the first war, and the headmaster just let him know of it.
"Why tell me this?" asked the blonde. "I was a child of the enemy and you are just letting know this? Why?"
The Headmaster sighed and looked at Draco.
"Dear Draco the reason why I am letting you know is that you were placed in the inner circle of Tom Riddle for a purpose, a purpose I, myself am not aware of. There was a reason you were taken. You are a part of this war as much as Mr. Potter is. "
Auror Shacklebolt turned to both Draco and the Headmaster in confusion.
Draco looked towards the ground, Draco had never thought about this, he only thought that it was because his mo-Narcissa had wanted him. Was he also just a pawn to be used by the Dark Lord? Draco didn't know what to think.
Finally Draco looked towards the headmaster and the head auror.
"I will not tell any of this organization. I am honored to be trusted with this secret, but there are many who will not agree with this."
Draco said this while looking at the auror. The auror looked back at the blonde with a fixed glare.
"How can we trust you?, you might just stab us all in the back and go running back to daddy."
The auror noticed the blonde boy flinch a second time when he would mention the boy's father.
The boy then fixed him with a determined look and said.
"I understand your distrust, I am one who should not be trusted with this, but the man who has given me sanctuary has trusted me with this secret and I will honor it and him. I swear on my magic I will not betray him."
Both Shacklebolt and Dumbledore were in shock at this, to swear by one's magic means to be at risk of losing one's magic if the person were to go back on their word.
Kingsley had to hand it to the kid.
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It had been another week before the headmaster instructed him that they were relocating.
Draco meets Dumbledore in his office, when he gets there Draco is handed a slip of paper and told to read it. As soon as he is done reading it, both him and the headmaster apperate.
When they land, Draco finds himself in a dark looking house, it is old and looks as if it had been years since it came in contact with human life. Suddenly Sirius Black came into view.
Though he wasn't charging at Draco, he could tell the man did not want him there. Sirius Black stared at Draco for a little while longer before moving his gaze towards the headmaster.
Draco zoned out of the conversation and just looked around the building. It seemed only minutes when he felt eyes on his person. Draco turned to both Dumbledore and Black staring at him.
Black then called an elf named Kreacher who who seemed a little mad. Though the elf wasn't being horrible to him, the elf himself knew Draco was not a pureblood by calling him a redeemed mudblood.
When Draco was settled into the room, he thought about the next step to not only removing the charm on his person, but finding his real parents, hoping they were still alive.
Though he knew they probably weren't.
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Draco avoided Black and any member of the Order, except the Headmaster and that's only because the old man sought him out.
But as soon he heard ex-auror Alastor Moody was coming to Grimmauld Place Draco locked himself in the room. He can still recall the moment when the ex-auror had changed him into a ferret and proceeded to throw him into walls leaving him with a concussion, broken ribs, and other bruises. He had spent almost a whole month in Madam Pomfrey's care.
All that just for handing Potter his potions book that he dropped. Lucius Malfoy may have lied to him about his blood status, paternity, looks, and everything else about his life, but he never lied about Harry Potter being dangerous.
So Draco settled himself into reading books from the Black library, trying to find some sliver of information on how to reverse the spells the Malfoys placed on him.
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Draco didn't think it would be a problem for him to avoid the Order until one day he was summoned to go downstairs.
He was directed to the dining room by the elf, Kreacher. He became nervous when he realized it was not only Dumbledore waiting for him but also Black, Shacklebolt, Moody, and to his surprise, Professor, er, Mr. Lupin.
Dumbledore indicated for him to have a seat, which he did.
Black looking like an exploding snap soon crowded him.
"What the hell are you planning you little snake?!" growled Black.
"Sirius! Leave him alone!" Mr. Lupin growled out.
"No Moony! What's his purpose here?! Shouldn't he be at home with mommy and daddy?!"
The closer Black got to Draco the farther he would try to get away. But the man still advanced on him, the man reminded Draco of a feral dog.
Draco did the only thing he could think of and ran.
He ran, blocking the shouts of his name, he ran to the room he was staying in an locked the door.
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Draco stayed in the room for three days, he didn't bother with eating, he needed to find a spell immediately and leave this place.
As soon as he could find a solution for his problem, he was leaving this dark place and find anything on his birth parents.
Hopefully.
His thoughts were interrupted when the door to his room was opening, Draco was immediately on edge and was slowly reaching for his wand.
The door had opened to reveal Professor Lupin. Draco relaxed.
The man smiled a bit and said. " Sorry for barging in, but i've been told by Kreacher that you haven't been eating."
Draco remained silent and that caused the werewolf to sigh.
"I can understand it is probably scary for you to be here with people like us. I'm really sorry about Sirius' behavior, but he trust no one that comes from a dark family. But that's still not an excuse for how he has approached you."
"You don't have to apologize for Black Professor Lupin-"
"I'm not exactly your professor anymore, Mr. Malfoy, you can call me Remus."
"I still don't see why that is sir, you were the most competent DADA teacher there."
The sandy haired man gave a strained smile and gave a large sigh.
"That Mr. Malfoy is because it became known that I am a werewolf."
Draco's head immediately snapped to look at the man. He would never had suspected Lupin of being a werewolf, the man was completely docile and soft spoken. Draco couldn't believe it.
He should get away from the wolf, run away, but for some reason he did not. Instinct tells him he is safe.
Draco looks at the man and sees shame and fear written on his scarred face. Without thinking, Draco blurted out.
"I'm not a real Malfoy."
Shocked, Remus could not help but stare at the boy.
"Pardon?"
The blonde sighed and continued.
"I found out months ago that I'm not really a Malfoy, or a pureblood. In fact the man that I always thought was my father told me I was just a child that he stole and the only reason he didn't kill me was because of my not-mother. Can you believe it my whole life I was raised to hate the very thing I was."
Remus had remained quiet, still in shock. No wonder why Dumbledore had the boy.
"Why, um, why tell me this young- Draco?"
"The same reason why you told me you're a werewolf, it's bound to come out."
Silence soon fell upon both males, each left with their thoughts.
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It was two days later when Lupin found Draco in the Black library, he was huddled against many books.
"Does all this time in the library have to do with what you told me."
Draco looked up in surprise but nodded.
"In a way yes, since finding out my parentage I realized that not even my face is my own, I know the Malfoys used a glamor on me, but the question is how to remove it. So far I cannot find anything, but I cannot give up."
"Are you sure the Malfoys didn't blood adopt you?" asked Lupin.
Draco snorted then said. "Like Lucius would blood adopt a non-pureblood child. My mo-, I mean, Narcissa maybe but not Lucius."
Draco then looked away from the werewolf and picked up another book. Searching in the book for three minutes, he then closed the book, not finding what he was looking for in there.
He sighed and rested his head on the wood of the table.
"I just, I just wish to reverse the damage the Malfoys put on me. I know it's foolish to think but as soon as I find the spell to reverse my appearance I want to find the family I was stolen from. I've been lied to, told to hate something that was a part of me and punished if I didn't.”
Draco was surprised to feel a hand on his shoulder, though he hated being pitied Draco relaxed in the comfort.
“I’m sorry you were lied to, I can't imagine what you're going through. Despite this you're making yourself sick, staying in here surrounded by books all the time and barely taking care of yourself is dangerous. Please Draco, come and-!”
Lupin was interrupted when banging and yelling was heard from downstairs.
“What the hell do you mean Malfoy is here?!” shouted Weasley.
“RONALD RUPERT YOU WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!” Yelled the Weasley matriarch.
“But Molly he can't be trusted, his father is a death eater!” another voice Draco recognized Potter and for some reason that hurt a little more than the other words.
The boy turned back to his book, refusing to look at the werewolf, he didn't want Lupin to see the hurt in his eyes.
Lupin frowned when the blonde turned away from him, Remus became upset at Ron and Harry. He had been trying for days to get the blonde to come down and join the rest for meals or at least get to talk to Draco.
Remus doesn't know why, but he became protective of the boy. When Sirius was set to attack Draco, Remus felt his hackles rise and had to physically stop himself from attacking Padfoot. It had scared him and he was still confused why even Moony was fighting at the surface when Draco was around.
Remus could do nothing but sigh, he rubbed the boy's shoulder one more time before leaving the room. Remus headed downstairs and he narrowed his eyes when the arguing was still continuing.
Ron and Harry were both arguing with Molly and Dumbledore, and Padfoot was doing nothing to help the situation.
After the arguing continued Remus finally had enough.
“Enough! That is enough!” the werewolf shouted. This caused the whole room to become quiet.
Everyone looked shocked to see the calm werewolf get after Harry and his friends, he was always on Harry’s side.
“All of you that is enough, Draco asked me for sanctuary and has swore on his magic to not reveal anything of the Order. He is to stay with us until I have a location for him, I want to hear nothing else of this, Draco is staying. Understood?” Albus said.
The children looked unhappy about this, but then Harry nodded his head. It's not as if Malfoy ever did anything to him and his friends. In fact Harry had never spoken to the blonde until said blonde tried to return a book Harry dropped.
Unfortunately, Barty Crouch who was polyjuice as Moody turned the blonde into a ferret and proceeded to toss the small ferret into every wall at Hogwarts. Harry remembered being extremely mad, even angrier than he should have been and it confused him. He even punched Ron when the red head laughed.
But other than that the blonde stayed away from him, as if scared of him. Even when Harry and Draco were in the same room, the blonde just ignored his existence.
In other words Harry was intrigued.
The blonde never said a word to Harry and most likely kept his head down at school. He was in Slytherin but never taunted the Gryffindors. Harry had only seen Crabbe and Goyle surround the blonde, acting as guards.
The blonde was a mystery.
And now he asked Dumbledore for sanctuary, which he should not be denied especially since his father is a death eater. Who was he to deny the blonde a safe place.
Harry was snapped out of his thoughts when Hermione spoke.
“I know his father has done bad things to us, but Draco hasn't done anything to anybody. If he had asked for sanctuary from Dumbledore himself, than I believe we should give Malfoy the benefit of the doubt.”
Ron and the rest of the Weasleys looked as if they wanted to argue but a hard look from Molly silenced them all.
After that dinner was served, everyone was busy eating that few failed to notice Remus going upstairs with a tray of food, well except for Harry, Hermione, and Sirius.
The man rolled his eyes as both students just looked towards one another. Npth thinking of befriending the Malfoy.
None notice the aging headmaster also make his way upstairs.
When Remus knocked on the door to the library he expected for the blonde boy to be researching but when he opened the door, Remus was greeted by the site of Draco slumped over a pile of books, he smiled at the sight until he noticed blood coating one of the books. Remus’ heart skipped a beat and he ran over to the boy.
Turning Draco over, Remus noticed the blood was coming from the boy's forehead.
“Draco! Draco! ALBUS!!” yelled the werewolf.
Immediately the headmaster was right next to Remus, Harry and everyone else followed behind.
The old wizard grabbed the blonde's face and looked into the boy's mind.
The old wizard opened his eyes and said.
“It's Narcissa, she's trying to find Draco.”
A curse from Sirius could be heard when Dumbledore continued.
“Draco is preventing her from finding this location, but it's tearing at the bind the Malfoys put on him. He could kill himself.”
Everyone looked shock.
What bind is Dumbledore talking about?
Suddenly Sirius rushed out of the room, Dumbledore knocking Draco out, forcing Narcissa out and from finding him.
After the whole thing was done, Ron and Ginny no longer complained about the blonde. Remus, Molly, and surprisingly Harry was at Draco’s bedside.
Said boy was pale, it made Remus sick with worry and he didn't understand why.
Ron, Ginny, and Hermione were downstairs, not wanting to crowd the room, and because they did not want to be in a room with Draco.
Suddenly fast footsteps were heard and Sirius came rushing in, eyes wide.
The man looked at the boy lying on the bed in confusion and mistrust.
“Why is Malfoy not on the Black Family Line?” asked the man.
Remus and Dumbledore did not answered, both knowing the reason why. It was Harry and Molly Weasley who were confused.
“You mean the dear was struck from the family line?” the Weasley matriarch asked.
Black shook his head.
“No, he was never on the tree, not under Narcissa. In fact the only child under Narcissa is one that died at childbirth.”
It was Dumbledore who answered.
“That is because Draco is not a Malfoy, Sirius. He is not Lucius’ and Narcissa’s child but rather he was stolen. Young Draco found out about this months ago from Lucius, he apparated away and asked for sanctuary. Since then he has been finding clues of his parents and to remove the spells the Malfoys placed on him, especially the one that alternated his appearance.”
When Dumbledore finished speaking, everyone in the room was quiet, most in shock, others looking at the sleeping boy in sadness.
It was Molly who spoke. “The poor dear, to be raised to hate something that they really are, how despicable! Albus, tell me, did Malfoy treat the boy ill?”
Sadly nodding his head the aging headmaster said.
“Draco did not say such, but running diagnostic spells on him when he first arrived revealed that the Cruciatus has been used on him more than once. Another thing is the many charms on the boys person are quite strong, I feel that only the goblins have the power to remove them.”
Lupin nodded, asking.
“Are you going to take him to Gringotts then?”
“Yes it seems the only way, Goblin magic is a lot more powerful than our own and can reverse the effects the Malfoys had placed on the boy. We must hurry thought.”
As this was said, Remus grabbed the boy as if he weight nothing. Remus rushed through a floo with everyone following behind.
They made it through to Gringnotts and luckily it was spare of wizards. Dumbledore spoke to a teller who looked at the ill boy before pushing everyone into a room.
The Goblin, Griphook motioned for Remus to lay Draco down. The boy was getting pale and everyone looked in worry. The goblin came with a potion that immediately went down the boy's throat.
Griphook then turned to everyone.
"You all must leave, the boy needs to extract the spells and binds from his body, it will not be pretty."
"Please, let me stay!" Remus had begged, unable to let Draco's hand go as the boy thrashed.
He was allowed.
It took three hours and suddenly a loud yell was heard.
"SIRIUS!!"
Immediately Sirius rushed in the room and no one else was allowed in.
Minutes later, Sirius came back outside but his eyes were red as if he had been crying. He went to Harry.
"Harry there is something you need to know, we never meant to keep this from you but at the time it still hurt and!" His godfather ranted before Harry stopped him.
"Sirius? What is it?" Harry asked.
His godfather just sighed and started.
"Harry…. Harry you weren't an only sibling, you had a younger twin brother."
Harry's eyes went wide in disbelief.
"What?"
"You were born with a brother, his name was Cypress Lyle Potter. Lily wanted to carry on the tradition of the flower naming. When you both were five months old, James took Cypress for a walk, Lily stayed at home with you as you were sick from teething. Lily was starting to get worried because she did not want them out for long, she called Remus and I to search for them. We went to the park but we found James passed out from blood loss and Cypress was missing, it wasn't until James woke that he had been attacked by three death eaters, all that was left of Cypress was his bloody blanket, we knew he was dead. James and Lily as never the same after that, but James was worse. The next day all three of you went into hiding and the rest is history."
"Sirius, what are you trying to say?! Why this!? Why now!?" Harry angrily asked.
"Harry, my boy…" Dumbledore spoke but he had no words to offer, he never wanted Harry to know this but the truth was out now.
Sirius looked at Harry and spoke.
"That's because Cypress is alive."
"What- Wait! Draco is my brother?!" Harry said as he rushed into the room.
Harry rushed in and was greeted by a boy next to Remus that looked exactly like his mother. He had dark red hair instead of blonde, his once pale face had a little more color and his blue eyes were now brown.