Obliviated [Drarry]✔️

Two Sides to a Close

"Draco, come on, maybe you should sit down-"

"No, Harry I will not sit down! Look!"Draco threw him the letter as he began pacing back and forth in the kitchen, biting his lip anxiously.

Harry glanced at his best friends, who looked very confused, and handed them the letter too, then looked worriedly at Draco."Okay...okay. I can see why you're suddenly tense, and I agree-"

"Then why aren't we getting up and moving? Let's go! Now!"

Hermione then looked at him seriously."We can't just go in wands blazing, we don't even know how many Death Eaters are in the Manor. We don't even know where they're keeping your mother captive. Going in blindly won't help us or her."

Harry went to Draco, his hands on his tense shoulders rubbing soothingly. Draco took several deep breaths before choking out,"She's about all I have left."

Hermione and Ron kept quiet as Harry wrapped Draco in his arms, the blonde biting hard on his lip to keep tears from pouring down his eyes, and seeming vulnerable in front of the Gryffindors before him. He could do it front of Harry, but in front of him and his friends was different. They weren't his friends, and they sure as Merlin weren't going to accept him fully as such.

Draco sucked in a breath as he began to taste the familiar coppery taste of blood on his lip, he pulled away from Harry. The letter was vague, in unruly penmanship-

She saved his life, and he saved yours, it's about time to see if you're willing to sacrifice your own. 

-but he knew exactly what it meant, and the threat the measly ink stained parchment held. He rushed into the living room, his hands itching to just grab the Floo powder and get to the Manor in seconds. The trio quickly entered after him, eyeing him cautiously, especially a specific green pair.

"Right, do we have any idea how many possible Death Eaters could be there?"Hermione asked tersely.

Harry bit his lip."Less than ten?"

"Erm, we're going to need more of an accurate number of blood thirsty Death Eaters mate,"Ron quipped, suddenly looking nervous.

Draco began pacing again, his eyes fully alert, and emotions very high strung."Look! We'll go in by the Floo and end up in my bed room. From there, we can hide and work out a way to take them down. I know they'll have my mother in the dungeons below the manor. That's where they keep all the prisoners and hostages."

Hermione then brightened."Harry! Your cloak! We can use it to sneak around the manor. Not only that, but can't Kreacher apparate in and out of the manor?"she looked at the three boys, then only at Draco,"I know apparation became a restriction in the manor like Hogwarts, but house elves have the ability to do so. What if Kreacher apparated to your mother, and brought her here?"

"Never thought I'd say this to your face, but Granger that is brilliant!"Draco exclaimed.

Harry nodded,"Then we could be left to deal with the remaining Death Eaters and put them in Azkaban. The thing is that, well only two of us can really fit under the cloak. So two of us will have to be careful and scope out as discreetly as possible, and Ron mate, you're too tall."

Draco reached for the Floo powder as Harry quickly went for his cloak upstairs."So it's settled! Kreacher will have my mother back in safety, which is to say, back here, and the four of us will exterminate the Death Eaters, parading Malfoy Manor"he paused, looking at Ron and Hermione,"the four of us...you two...are actually going to help me?"