Blood Traitor(Dramione)

Chapter 1

"Intruders!" An echoing voice boomed through The Burrow, "Intruders!"

Harry groped for his glasses and shoved them onto his face. Ron was already throwing off his quilt and reaching for his wand.

They didn't need to exchange a word; they knew each other well enough to anticipate what was going to happen.

Harry led the way, snatching his wand from beside the bed without looking. They raced down the stairs as the voice continued to wake everyone up.

"Intruders!"

Hermione and Ginny appeared a few steps behind Ron; having paused long enough to pull on dressing gowns. By the time they reached the ground floor Molly and Arthur Weasley were in the kitchen with their wands drawn.

"A witch, a wizard and an elf," Arthur announced. Molly silenced the irritating warning which had woken them all up.

"Stay here," Arthur ordered the four youths. Harry opened his mouth to argue but a glare from Molly stopped him.

Voldemort was dead; surely they could handle the visitors without any issues.

"The Molly Weasley Stare," Ginny whispered as her parents exited the house to see what the visitors wanted, "Be glad you survived it."

The four of them hovered at the door, struggling to make out the unknown figures in the darkness.

"Arthur and Molly Weasley," an aristocratic voice greeted, "I am here to seek your help; we have no-where else to go."

"Narcissa Malfoy!" Hermione hissed.

"Death Eaters have attacked my son; I fear for his life. Lucius is pretending to be on their side for now."

Arthur took charge, "Come in, come in. I'll alert the Ministry right away. Are you injured?"

"No," Narcissa replied, "Only Draco. This is my House Elf Linna."

Hermione watched in shock as Narcissa not only acknowledged the elf but encouraged her to enter the house ahead of her.

"Draco was disarmed trying to attack the Death Eaters in what was our home," Narcissa explained, "I was also disarmed by the third one. They took him into the dungeon and -" her voice broke into sobs.

"Into the living room!" Molly ordered the four teenagers crowding the kitchen, "Move."

Ron held Hermione's hand tightly in his own when they sat down heavily.

"Your hair is as well-tamed as ever," Hermione pointed out with a smile.

"I'll get right on that," Ron replied sarcastically.

Ginny sat next to Hermione and pulled Harry down beside her. Without her interference he would have remained standing in front of his friends in case there was an attack.

"I'm so sorry to burst in like this Molly," Narcissa apologised, "None of my friends can be trusted."

"We are all cousins," Molly assured the distraught mother, "We know you and Draco were not loyal to Voldemort at the end; we will help where we can."

"Who has the most talent with healing?" Narcissa asked the group, "I managed to stop the bleeding but Draco's back is a mess. I could hear him screaming, I couldn't stop them -" she was sobbing again.

Hermione stood up and moved forward, "I have been studying advanced Healing techniques," she offered.

Narcissa stared at the young witch and attempted to stop the tears, "Miss Granger?"