Harry Potter and his sister Alison

Chapter 38

Draco didn't know how long he sat on the floor. It was dark when they first arrived and now the sky had turned from black to a deep blue. The sun was beginning to rise.

Ron had gotten up a little while ago, probably to check on Harry, and Fleur had taken his place next to Hermione. Waving her wand over the girl to heal any physical injuries the Muggle-Born had.

A small hand on his shoulder made him jump so bad he dropped his mother's wand, snatching it back up before it could roll under the couch.

Fleur was next to him, giving him a small, sympathetic smile that he hated. He didn't want sympathy from anyone, especially people he barely knew. Before he could tell her to go away, she raised her wand and he felt all the small cuts on his body from the chandelier slowly begun to close, the small but stinging pain from them fading with them.

Draco muttered his thanks once she was finished then watched her carefully as she did the same to Alison. The rational side of him knew Fleur wouldn't hurt her, but he couldn't help but be so jumpy and wary. He didn't know who he could trust and he felt constantly on edge. He needed to be ready for another surprise attack at any moment.

"I'll go make you all something to eat." Fleur said in a soft voice as she stood once she was finished healing Ali.

Draco just nodded then turned when he hear Alison stir again, this time her eyes fluttering open. He pushed himself onto his knees and gently brushed some of her hair out of her face.

"Ali? You awake?" He whispered, his hand on the side of her face while the other gently gripped her shoulder.

"Draco?" She muttered, her voice hoarse. Her eyes went from his to gazing around the room. "Where are we?"

"I think they said this is Bill and Fleur's house." He whispered. "We're safe now, it's okay."

"Hey, kiddo." Harry said softly as he walked over to the couch. "How are you feeling?"

"Like Hagrid and his girlfriend both sat on me at the same time and crushed every bone in my body." Alison mumbled causing all three of them to laugh a little.

"How's 'Mione?" Harry asked when Ron walked over and sat back down in front of Hermione's couch.

"Fleur says she'll be alright, just needs lots of rest." He sighed as he grabbed Hermione's limp hand then looked over at them. "How're you holding up, Al?"

"I'm already feeling better." The brunette shrugged. "I think Lucious just wanted to see how long I could stay under the Cruciatus curse till I went as mad as him and Bellatrix. And he asked me if he was really Harry."

Her brother sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I should've just told them. Then you both wouldn't have gotten hurt."

"You're mad." Alison glared you at him and tried to sit up but Draco tightened his grip on her to keep her down. "You really think we'd have let you just give yourself up? They probably would've just killed us immediately and got You-Know-Who!"

Draco nodded. "She's right, Harry. While I'm not exactly pleased with the outcome, it was definitely better that you stayed quiet."

Harry just sighed again and shrugged. "I need to go talk to Griphook and Ollivander."

"We'll come with you."

Draco turned and saw Ron helping Hermione stand. He didn't even notice her wake up.

"Are you sure?" Harry walked over and put his hand on her shoulder.

Hermione gave him a weak smile. "I'm sure."