𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑳𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉

Chapter 4

♡AN:Incase anyone is confused this chapter is from Harrys point of view and for this whole story it's going to be on and off POV's between the two boys. This whole story is set after the war. This chapter contains mature content references including abuse and sexual acts/rape and strong language. I'll give you a signal '💢♨️' as to when these start. If you want to listen to music in the background I recommend listening to Undo by Sana Neilson . I'll give you a '✩' to when you should start playing the song. If you listen to it in the background softly you'll find it gives the story much more effect. Enjoy!!♡

I woke with a start as soon as I felt something shift beside me. I groaned, my body felt stiff and numb. Looking around I remembered that I was on the floor.

I looked up to see the blonde awake and struggling to sit up. I quickly got up ignoring the pain in my neck from the previous position I was in.

"Hey, hey easy there." I said helping him sit up.

"Why- where..?" He asked.

"Your at my house Malfoy." I Said.

"But why?" His voice came out thin and scratchy.

I sighed, "It doesn't matter why Malfoy, what's important is that your here now, your safe."

"I- I don't understand." He said.

"Look Malfoy..." I began to tell I'm the story from my point of view.

I flooed down to the ministers office.

"Ah hello Harry, what do I owe the surprise?" Hermione said from the front desk.

"Mione hey how are you?" I said and walked over to hug her.

"I'm doing just fine and you?" She asked embracing me.

"Good, hey 'mione quick question. Let's say a person is sold, how would I be able to uhm un-sell them?" I asked.

Mione laughed, "you were never good with words, but the best way to do that is for them to serve the years that they were sold to or either to buy the person from the person whom they were sold to from the ministry. you'll have to do this paper work first." She said pulling out a packet of paper.

I nodded thinking how much Stratus had bought Draco for.

"I know that face, who are you thinking about Harry?"

I looked up and mumbled, "Draco Malfoy."

"What?" She asked not quite hearing me.

"Draco Malfoy." I spoke more clearly.

The air had went from a soft joyful wisp to a icy chill.

"Malfoy?" She asked calmly.

I nodded.

"Harry you can't be serious, Malfoy? You want to- to free Malfoy of all people?" She asked.

I nodded.