Twist Of Fate *Muggle AU*

The Confession: Part 1

A/n: TRIGGER WARNING: this chapter will be heavy, it doesn't go into too much detail because we didn't want to trigger anyone too much. This goes into what happened to Harry in the Malfoy manor when he went to seek revenge. We tried really hard to make this a Muggle AU, so this took a lot of careful planning. I encourage you to tread lightly, though it's not as bad as it could be, it's not for the faint of heart. Enjoy.

Harry's POV

I smiled like the cat who caught the canary and plopped down in the seat. I folded my hands under my chin and looked down at Draco, attempting to put my best professional face on. "What was the most difficult thing for you to overcome? Your biggest regret, and your biggest fear."

"Whoa, tiger-" Draco laughed "I said you can ask questions, not grill me because I want to date your daughter." I laughed at his response while running my hand through my hair.

"Fine. Baby steps. Your biggest regret then?" I ask, softening my tone.

Draco's eyes darken, all humour lost. "Making you think I was protecting my father." His voice barely above a whisper. My heart plunged deep into my gut. I was immediately taken back to that very moment.

"Let me tell you how I remember it going down." I state matter-of-factly.

"Your Aunt Bellatrix had me pinned against the wall by my hands, a knife at my throat as I struggled for my dear life. When I heard you speak up against her, it gave me hope. At first. But then. yes, you made it sound very much like you were protecting your father." I bit out that response, trying as I might to hold in the feelings of scorn, and more.

"Draco has a point, you should wait to see if Voldemort has plans for him. I think that would please him the most." Draco's mother, Narcissa, spoke up. Bellatrix agreed and led me to the cellar. It appeared to have been made in a makeshift dungeon. Before Bellatrix shoved me in the cell she tortured me, leaving lacerations of different sizes, in every spot imaginable.

Narcissa came in, took one look at me, and fell to her knees in tears. She had some first aid supplies with her.

"You're the same age as my son, go to his school, I know it's not much.... But please let me at least clean you up." She entered my cell and convinced me to strip down to me knickers. "Oh honey, don't worry! Did you already forget that I have a son your age? I've seen it all before." She forced a dry laugh out of me at that. She took no time cleaning and wrapping my wounds.

"I know you're a little cross with Draco at the moment, but I have some of his old robes and they look like they could fit you." Narcissa gave me a knowing look as I thought to myself, 'Cross doesn't even begin to cover it....', instead I thanked her and took the clothes.

"I'll be back." She mumbled, swooping out gracefully. I waited with baited breath, just unsure of what was going to happen next. I began to doubt her return.

When she did return, I sagged in relief that she was completely, utterly alone. My stomach growled ferociously at the smell of the food that she had brought with her. I blushed, mildly embarrassed, and gave her a shy smile. While handing me the food she told me to hurry, and I obediently scarfed it down.

"Now listen very carefully." Narcissa whispered quickly. "You don't have much time, Bellatrix already alerted 'You-know-who'." Her eyes shifted from me to the entrance, to the cellar window, back to me. "I am going to get you out of here." She had not stopped talking in that hushed tone, spitting the words out as quickly as she could.

"I'm going to leave this cellar. And I am going to need you to do exactly as I say." Narcissa shifted her eyes back over to a corner just out of eyesight in the poorly-lit room. "Over there." She gestured to where her eyes had just roamed. "There is a ladder that will help you reach the window, once you climb it, you'll be able to unlock it and run to the wood. It'll give you a headstart at the very least. From there, I can not help you." She sighed, holding something back, something unsaid. Later I realized she knew she would be jeopardizing her own personal safety for mine.

"I'm going to leave now. You'll set up the ladder once you can no longer see me. Climb up it, unlock the window, but do not, I repeat do not, exit the window until you've counted to three minutes. That, or you hear a loud noise. I need enough time to create a sufficient distraction for you. If anyone should enter here after I leave, it will not be me, and you are to leave immediately if that is the case." My head spun with the endless, dangerous possibilities. Narcissa brought my mind to a screeching halt when she pecked me on my forehead as if I were her own child. "Be safe. Godspeed." Then she left with as much grace and ferocity as a lioness.

I followed her directions to a 'T', pushing myself up, and out of the window with all my strength. Scrambled to my feet and ran faster than I thought possible. What Narcissa and I didn't know was that Voldemort, along with Bellatrix, and Snape, had arrived earlier than predicted. I all but ran into their waiting arms. I turned tail just moments too late, and Voldemort snatched me up.

"Ah, aren't you a brave one. Wait I know you, Potter. Harry Potter." Voldemort said in a venomous tone. Snape's eyes widened with surprise, and recognition. "James and Lily Potter's only child." He hissed, reminding me of a treacherous snake. "I killed them. Now I can complete the series and kill you too. I can't have you blabing our hideout, now can I?"

"My Lord, is this really necessary?" Snape spoke out of turn and shocked me speechless. I could have sworn I had seen Voldemort's eyes flash red. He threw me on the ground, cocked his gun and aimed it at me.

"Now, Snape." Voldemort barked, his eyes locked with mine. "It really is necessary."

"Master, Harry is Lily's son. Lilly Evans is-"

"Shut it, Snape!" Voldemort challenged, cutting Snape off. "Now is not the time for your superficial crush!" Voldemort had taken his eyes off of me to yell at Snape, I tried to move away, but the movement caught his eyes. He fired the gun, and everything whited out for a moment. I could hear Snape yelling. Then two more gunshots as he killed Voldemort, and in turn, Bellatrix.

I felt Snape move my crumpled body, I was in so much pain I just let him do as he saw fit. I saw Narcissa rush out of the house, phone in hand. Draco was further back where I couldn't read his expression.

"Potter. Potter! Don't you dare die! You've been shot in the abdomen. I am going to apply pressure to the wound so you don't bleed out. But you have to hang in there. You are such a stubborn, hard-headed Gryffindor. There is no way we are going to let this be the end of your story Harry Potter!"