Harry Styles Do Be A Potter

Chapter 44: Wherever I Go, You Bring Me Home

One Direction gathered back in the Room of Requirements around their circle of two horcruxes and discussed what to do next.

"I think we must..." Zayn felt his blood go cold, but he continued his sentence anyways, "go to Malfoylik manor."

Ni gasped audibly, "won't your dad be there?"

"Yeah, but I'm clever and cunning (Slytherin traits) enough to make him think that I am still on the bad guy side."

Liam glanced towards his buddies. "Ohh, I opened up to Firenzia last night and she told me that it was Bellatrix Le Strange who tortured my parents. Apparently Bellatrix has been staying at Malfoylick Manor in preparation for the upcoming Battle of the BoyBands. We may get lucky and find two horcruxes there." He lisped.

1D mumbled amongst themselves until Zayn spoke up.

"You're right. Bellatrix has been staying at Malfoylik Manor ever since she escaped Azkaban. We can all sneak into the Manor and find my dad and my aunts horcrux."

The rest of 1D nodded, astounded by his bravery.

"Idk, dude," Louis laughed, "it's very brave of you. Maybe hints of Gryffindor in there?"

Scoffing, Zayn broke out of the 1D circle, "please, I'm Slytherin through and through! So here's the plan..."

...

Zayn stood in front of Malfoylick Manor. He couldn't believe he was back home. He'd wondered if betraying the Deatheaters, betraying his family, would mean he could never return. Even though nobody knew about this betrayal yet.

His friends were all perched behind bushes by the back door ready to sneak in when he distracted his family. He hoped the landscapers didn't see them.

He took a deep breath in and opened the door.

He cleared his throat "Mother? Father?" He called.

It took a couple seconds but soon he saw Narcissa, his mother, smiling and gliding down the stairs in a big Slytherin green fur coat. "Son!" Her voice was like diamonds. Sharp yet smooth.

He wrapped his mother in a big hug which was really fluffy because of her coat.

"I love you, Mother" he buried his face into the fur, knowing what he had to do.

He heard a stark cough behind him.

Turning away from the warm embrace of his mother, he saw his father staring menacingly and blondly down at him from atop the stairwell.

"Zayn." Lucius nodded towards his son, "how is your mission from the Dark Lord faring?"

Zayn gulped, giving his father a nod in response, "well, Father. It's faring quite well. Shall I give you a report?"

"I suppose, let us sit down—I have such a raging headache." His father never used apostrophes.

The three gathered in Lucius's study on the couch that had been in the family for 6 generations. His father winced, pounding a hand against his temple.

Zayn shifted uncomfortably. "Can I get you anything?"

"Maybe some tea. That incompetent house elf has been missing for months."

"Of course, Father. Be right back."

Zayn left in a hurry, practically running down the extravagant staircase. He peeked his head out of the back door, "pssssst guys, we're in the North Study." He gestured for the gang to come in.

As they came in he put the kettle on. "Watch out though, Auntie Bella might be home."

1D nodded and split up into preplanned pairs, Louis and Ni (the ex fiancees), and Harry and Liam (the boys).