Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Finding Draco Malfoy ❯ All is True ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

A/N : So here is chapter three, this story is really inspiring me so it will most likely be updated regularly. This chapter is un-betad just like the last two have been; it will be betad by this afternoon when I will re-upload it. If some small punctuation or grammatical mistakes upset you please wait to read this until the A/N says its betad

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Finding Draco Malfoy

Chapter three

All is true

The common room was quiet when Harry returned from the gardens. A few students still lagged there caught by the warmth of the fire roaring in the giant hearth or by tantalizing conversation with their fellow house mates. The brunette glanced around briefly, his eyes landing on Hermione and Ron sitting in front of the hearth on two over stuffed lounge chairs. He smiled making his way over to his two best friends; Harry realized they must have waited up for him.

“Hey guys, you been waiting up for me?” He asked plopping himself down at Hermione's feet.

“Yes, although it hasn't been long since this one finished his charms essay.” Hermione huffed gesturing towards Ron. “Where were you Harry? It's past midnight.”

Harry looked around the common room, making sure that no one was eavesdropping. “I was out in the rose gardens, to night was so clear and I needed to think.”

“Did you find the answers you were looking for?” Hermione queried placing her hand on to Harry's shoulder.

“Not the one's I went out there to find… but I did learn something new. I think I may have won us a valuable ally. You two aren't going to like who it is.”

“Well Harry if you think this person is trustworthy, we will back you.” Ron piped in, leaning forward to look in to his friends eyes.

“Ron… you're really not going to like it. It's Malfoy, we met in the garden… he is just as scared as we are.” Harry looked up at his friends pleading with them to understand. “He hasn't done anything so unforgivable yet, I saw a chance to save someone from that monster… I couldn't just ignore it.” Harry forced out as quickly as he could, he was sure Ron was going to be livid.

Ron stared up at him with an readable expression before taking a deep breath. “Harry if you think the ferret is being truthful about wanting out… well I'll trust your instincts mate.” The red head gave Harry a blinding smile. “I mean it's not like you're asking us to except his father.”

“I agree with Ron, I'm not saying we are going to become best friends with him, but I see no reason not to give Malfoy a chance.” Hermione slid down to the ground and hugged the brunette to her chest.

“Thanks guys.” Harry sighed leaning on Hermione. “Having you with me will make all of this a lot easier. I have no clue why I believe Malfoy but I do.”

The trio sat like that for a while just enjoying one another's company, sometime around one thirty they all headed to bed with promises to meet in the morning and go speak with the Headmaster.

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Draco woke the next morning to a relatively empty dorm. It seemed only he and Blaise had slept in that morning, which he was sure, had something to do with the dark haired boy. Sighing

Draco pushed himself up out of bed, walked to Blaise's and threw himself down next to his friend.

“I did something you're not going to like.” Draco stated staring up at the green canopy.

“What's new about that?” Blaise asked pillowing his hands behind his head.

“I asked Potter for help, I decided to change sides.” Draco stopped breathing after his statement waiting for his best friend to respond.

“You never make anything easy on yourself Dray.” Blaise sighed and turned to look at the blond. “So does this have anything to do with a messy haired savior?”

“A bit I suppose, he offered me his help. I couldn't turn it down Blaise. After what I saw last summer… I can't follow that thing. I'm not even sure I believe in what father preaches anymore; let alone the shit that spews from his `Lords' mouth.” Draco felt himself tearing up but he fought them back, it wouldn't do to cry in front of Blaise.

“I understand Dragon, why are you telling me this?”

“I want you to come with me and ask Potter to join his fight also. If you follow that thing you'll die Blaise… I don't think I could take fighting against you.” Draco swallowed hard and ran a hand through his blond locks, turning to look at Blaise.

“Dray, the moment you told me you had decided to fight against the Dark Lord I knew I would follow. You're the closest thing to family I have left… I could never stand against you.”

Draco smiled and turned to stare up at the canopy again, life may be confusing but it was nice to know that he could always count on Blaise.

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Pansy stood just outside of the seventh year boy's dorm, her eyes were wide in shock as she listened to Draco's admission. How could he say those things about their Lord? The brunette stared at the slightly opened door, she was so confused; she loved Draco as though he was her own brother… but this was so unexpected. Did she pretend she didn't know anything, could she tell her parents knowing it would be the death of the blond? She felt her knees shake as tears came to her eyes, turning she silently fled to her own dorm to think.

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Breakfast was a mostly silent affair for the Golden Trio; they sat as far from Seamus as possible to avoid conflict. As soon as Ron had finished devouring his last muffin the three of them

headed to the Headmasters office.

“Malfoy wasn't at breakfast.” Ron commented as they made their way through the hallways.

“I noticed, I'll send him an owl after we speak with the Headmaster.” Harry replied coming to a stop in front of the gargoyle. “Acid pops.” Harry spoke loudly; the three of them stepped forward and ascended the winding stair case.

“Ah Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasly, Ms. Granger, What can I do for the three of you?” The elderly man asked gesturing for the three of them to sit. “Please sit would you like a spot of tea, or a lemon drop?”

“No thank you Headmaster,” Harry began, taking the seat directly in front of the wizened man. “I have something I need to speak with you about. It concerns Draco Malfoy and his allegiances.”

“Harry I know of your dislike of Mr. Malfoy but truly he is still so young.” The Headmaster began, defending the young blond.

“He wants to join our side professor, and I told him I would help him.” Harry cut in, boldly leaning forward and looking in to the bespectacled eyes.

The Headmasters eyes widened in surprise. “That is quite an occurrence indeed Mr. Potter. Although you needn't worry I am quite pleased that the young Mr. Malfoy has chosen to turn from his father's path. Tell me Harry do you trust he is sincere?”

“Yes sir. I do… I don't know why but I am sure that he meant every word.”