Harry Malfoy's Trials | Book One

| Harry Ages

"Here's the damn rat," Mrs. Zabini said. "Narcissa, I hope you understand the sacrifice I went through to get it." Mrs. Zabini walked into the living room where Mrs. Malfoy was sitting in. Sirius Black was sitting on one side of the room freshly showered and dressed while Mr. Malfoy was nowhere to be found. "Where's your husband?"

"Locked himself in his office like a child," Mrs. Malfoy sighed. "Anyway, let's just get this over with, shall we? Harry, Blaise, Draco, this is adult business so go to your room."

"But mother!"

No complaining boys, go," Mrs. Malfoy said.

"Harry should stay," Sirius said. "He has a right to the truth."

"As his adopted mother, I'll know what rights he has or not, and here I say that he will not be here while we... talk with Mr. Pettigrew, if he is in that squirming glove."

"But Mum! I want to stay!" Harry said.

"No, I will not allow my son to be in the presence of a man like Pettigrew," Mrs. Malfoy said. "Go to your rooms. Now!"

"No!"

Mrs. Malfoy snapped her fingers and house-elves appeared. The house-elves escorted Harry, Blaise, and Draco out of the room and up the stairs. The three boys complained and fought the entire way but as soon as they entered Draco's room the door closed behind them and the elves disappeared. Harry ran to the door and tried to open it only to find that it was magically locked. "Not fair!" he growled, kicking the door. He sat down in front of it and crossed his arms, pouting. Draco and Blaise stared at Harry but once they realized that the boy won't be moving, the two moved away from Harry as Blaise told Draco what happened at the Burrow. When Blaise was done with his story, the two stared at Harry for a while. The stubborn little boy did not move. He stayed sitting, his legs and arms crossed, his eyes squinting angrily behind his glasses. How dare Mrs. Malfoy not let him be with Sirius and her while they talked to that rat! He wanted to be there! He wanted to see the rat turn into a man and hear what he had to say! He heard raised voices from downstairs. Sirius was yelling, along with Mrs. Zabini and Mr. Malfoy. He couldn't hear exactly what they were saying, but he thought he heard words that Charlie and Bill used that caused Mrs. Weasley to smack them on the outside of their heads.

He sat there for an hour or two, even after Draco and Blaise fell asleep on Draco's bed. Sheer stubbornness kept the boy awake as he sat down, his head nodding every now and then but he stayed awake. The door opened only to reveal the figures of Mrs. Malfoy and Mrs. Zabini. Both of them looked down at Harry. "You should be asleep like your brother is," Mrs. Malfoy said.

"I want to know what happened," Harry pouted, still sitting.

Mrs. Malfoy sighed and shook her head. "Fine. I'll tell you the short version and then you go to bed," she said. "Get in the bed then." Harry immediately stood up and climbed into the bed next to Draco and Blaise. "Right. Well Sirius was right in that the rat was Pettigrew. He made Pettigrew to shift back into his human form, there were... arguments, and now Pettigrew is at Azkaban. There you go, now goodnight."

"But what happened? What did he do? What did you say? I heard a lot of yelling," Harry said.

"I said go to bed after I tell you, and I told you, so goodnight," Mrs. Malfoy said.

Harry glared at her but yawned deeply. Mrs. Malfoy sighed in an annoyed fashion and turned to Mrs. Zabini. "This night's too bloody long. I'll have the guest room made for you."

"Thank you Narcissa, and you're right, hopefully the morning's better," Mrs. Zabini sighed.

Even though he desperately didn't want to, Harry fell asleep as the two women left the room. When morning came he woke up late, his glasses pressed to the side of his head as he turned in his sleep. When he was fully awake he ran downstairs to hear Mr. Malfoy and Sirius arguing. He saw Blaise and Draco standing by the doorway listening and joined them.