To Build a Home- Drarry Fanfic

Chapter 3

As I enter Malfoy Manor, I'm met with a horrid sight. Two bodies lay on the ground. From the looks of them, they were homeless men, looking for shelter for a night.

Lucius Malfoy lays over his son as Draco begs for air. Narcissa looks to me pleadingly and I point my new wand at Lucius "Get off of him!"

Lucius stares at me in hatred as he continues to squeeze his sons neck. I look at Narcissa and she nods in approval.

Draco's face is blue from oxygen depravation. I know that Lucius won't stop until he's dead, and a part of me is already there.

The two words slip my lips as if they were as normal as any other. As if it didn't mean I was harming another. It was far to easy and it felt too good to do it.

"Avada Kadavra!"

Lucius drops to the floor and Draco gasps for air as he scurries up, away from his attacker. He looks to me in utter disbelief, before I put my wand away.

"We're screwed!" Draco declares as he catches his breath "Hammered! By definition, fucked! I'm getting arse raped in Azkaban!" he looks my way "You'll be dead the second you step foot in there!"

Narcissa is silent for a moment, before declaring "You two will escape." she looks to Draco "Go to the safe and get all the muggle money you can find."

As Draco breaks down in a fit of crying, Narcissa steps towards him "Go Draco! Now! Get it now!"

He darts off and she turns to me "Pick a place to hide. Anywhere. Just don't tell me. Run with Draco, dye his hair. Buy some land. Change your names. Stop doing magic." She points to the dead bodies and declares "That is Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, and they're going to die in a house fire, do you understand?"

After the shock subsides, I nod and she pulls my glasses off to throw them on the ground, before kissing both of my eyelids "Oculas Repairo."

When I open my eyes, I can see perfectly as Draco runs back towards us "I want both of you to stop using magic in the next hour! Find where you're going to go, and stay there! Once they believe you are dead, they will put a trace on your magic! Do you understand?"

We nod and she orders "In exactly fifteen seconds, cast incendio maxima, then disapperate away, do you understand?"

We nod and she runs. In exactly fifteen seconds, I wave my wand "Incendio Maxima!" before we can see the fire, we're gone.

~

As I pay off the old man, Draco sits on the couch, completely checked out. As soon as the old man is gone, I travel to the Dursleys and set up a clue for Hermione to find us.

I'm about to write a note to put on her table, when the clock stricks midnight. Hastily, I travel back to the house to find Draco isn't on the couch anymore.

"Draco?" I call out, getting no response. With a frown, I search for the sitting room, dining room, and kitchen. Walking past the entryway, he's not in the snug or the study. He's not in the utilities, but he is in the WC.

He hurls into the toilet and I sit in the doorway. Once he finishes, he slings himself to sit on the ground "We killed someone!"

"No, I killed someone." I state as tears down his face "He was hurting you, Draco. You shouldn't feel guilty."

He shakes his head, before sobbing "I can't be Draco Malfoy anymore! I can't handle it! It's drove me mad!"

I think for a second, before stating "Dani." he sniffles as he looks to me in confusion "You look like a Dani."

His lip quivers as he nods "Yeah." he takes a shakey breath before asking "Got any last names?" As a tear rolls down his face.

I hum, before wiping the tear away and stating "My mum's maiden name was Evans. Perhaps we go with Dani and James Evans?"

He thinks for a second, before nodding "What are we going to do for money?"

I shrug, before asking "Do you know any potions for healing diseased fig trees?" he nods and I hold out my miniature trunk "I've got everything we need in here, and I've got a potion to make it grow."

He's silent for a moment, before a high pitch cry escapes his lips "My mum is going to prison."

"To protect you, she would do much more." I state and he nods"She did it to save us." I state and he continues to sob, so I move closer to him to comfort him "It'll be okay, Dra-ni." He rests his head on my shoulder and I wrap my arms around him "It'll be okay."

~

The next morning, I walk downstairs to find Draco sitting in the glass part of the sitting area, staring out the window "Did you sleep at all, last night?"

He jumps, before looking my way "I was busy." I give a confused look and the motions towards the orchard "I was treating the fig trees all of last night."

I step forward to find that the trees are full of beautiful figs, ready to be pulled for harvest "That must have taken hours."

"Had to be done." he states, before furrowing his brow "I was thinking about what we could do with that back pastor. I was thinking apples and cherry trees. It would maximize our profit and we would still have two months of sitting around with our thumbs up our arses."

I scoff, before sighing "Perhaps we can go into town, later and see about getting some trees from a nursery."

He nods, narrowing his gaze "Is that a truck?" I give a confused look, before noticing a truck pulling down the driveway.

"I'll handle it." I state, before strolling out of the sitting room as a plump man climbs out of the truck "What brings you here?"

The man holds out his hand and speaks with a morphed Irish slash Welsh accent "Aiden O'Conner. Is Greg around?"

I shake his head, before declaring "No, he's moved away. Me and my mate bought it, not long ago."

He gives an understanding nod, before asking "What's your name, young man?"

"James Evans." I declare, without a second beat.

He furrows his brow, before asking "How did you manage to save the fig trees? They look wonderful."

I step up to the nearest tree and pluck him one, which he bites into "All the credit goes to my mate, Dani."

He gives a shocked look "That's rather good, that is."

I pat his shoulder "If you premote us, I'll give you free produce for the rest of your life." his eyes go wide and I declare "Dani plans on planting apple trees and cherry trees, as well."

He nods, before shaking my hand "You've got a deal."