Twisted Truth

Chapter 2

3 Years Later:

Draco's pale fingers quivered as he read the note in his hand. In between his shaking hands and trembling wrist was a piece of parchment. Draco had not seen one of these in years and if that wasn't frightening enough the words held in the letter was ruining everything Draco worked so hard to create.

The Wizarding World wanted him to come and testify against his father and if that wasn't scary enough he would have his own trial right after. Draco had been lucky for he had escaped before being branded with the dark mark, but he was still a Malfoy heir and they wanted him in Abzacam.

For the past few years Draco had been building up his self-confidence, accepting that things happen and he should be proud to make it out alive. Spent it with one of the first few people to show him love and supported him all the way.

The past three years of Draco's life wasn't luxury but it was definitely the best way he could spend his youth. Hell, he had even been to pride and surrounded himself with people who stood by him and proved themselves to be real friends not just people who stood around for his influence.

Yet, this single letter delivered by a single owl shook his world and he knew it was only time until it came crashing down.

Draco was aware of the Wizarding War and though he prayed for the victory of the light side he chose not to involve himself in the war. Was it selfish? Yes, but Draco was ready to live his life for him, not for anybody else never again.

Draco made sure to never do magic wand less or not because they might've been a way for his father to track him down. Instead he indulged himself in muggle customs, he joined the cheer squad, the debate club even the student council!

Draco made sure to keep his life as human as possible, so how then would they have possibly found him? He didn't even live in England, hell Europe anymore! He kept his hair long and always dressed like a girl (even though everyone knew he was a boy) the Draco from three years ago was not the Draco from Now.

Then it dawned on him like a pile of bricks fell on one's head, his inheritance! Draco had always been a Veela from birth and was born with wings. However, one did not receive their full strength or mate until they turned eighteen and Draco had recently turned eighteen. So they must've traced his Veela signature!

"So that's how they found me" Draco muttered to himself and indeed it was. That night he went to consult Suri about note he had received from a midnight owl and they both agreed to just ignore it and act like they had never seen the note.

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Harry Potter was tired beyond compare all he wanted was some Treacle Tarts from Hogsmead and instead he was chased by a bunch of adoring fans. At the end he had to floo back to his home which was currently the Black manor.

It had come to mind to stay at the Weasley's shack but it would be too awkward for him. Ginny had confessed her love for him and his response was 'I'm gay'. Now that was not necessarily true because Harry Potter was in fact Bi but Ginny didn't need to know that.

Harry had never particularly felt comfortable around Ginny, her crush like obsession had creeped him out from the very beginning. If she was not his best mates' sister, he would have publicly embarrassed her.

He knew what was going on in her head, she had tried to ask Harry out publicly so he would've felt pressured to agree. To her disadvantage Harry Potter was not as stupid as everyone though he was, it was just that sometimes his Gryffindor bravery out ranked his common sense.

As if the universe was trying to make his day even worse a midnight owl flew in through his window and perched on his couch. Without even so much as a glance the owl dropped the roll of parchment on the couch and flew off.

That owl had been a reminder of a faithful friend and companion he lost in battle... Hedwing. Sometimes Harry forgot that she was dead and as he went to feed her he remembered the painful truth his grief had forced him to forget, Hedwing was dead.

Trying to hold in his tears Harry unfolded the parchment, he wasn't going to cry again. With blurry eyes Harry read the words written in fine ink on the newly bought parchment.

'Harry Potter the ministry requests your presence in court in a month, for the trial of the Malfoy's your presence will be greatly appreciated'.

To say Harry was shocked would be an under-statement the ministry had no proof against the Malfoys and their only child had been missing for years, hell Draco was probably even dead.

When Draco had not showed up for Sixth year Harry had been suspicious after all his father was a death eater. The Malfoy family then went on to say to the press that Draco dropped out of Hogwarts and he was now homeschooling.

Then Harry called bullshit, Draco Malfoy was a lot of things but he would never mess around with his education. People had asked Harry how he knew that and Harry had no answer, perhaps if I to this case I would finally find out what happened to Draco Malfoy. With a determined nod Harry decided that he was going to the trial.

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As for Draco and Suri? All was well for a month they carried on with their daily lives like there was nothing wrong. In fact, the incident was almost forgotten until one chilly Thursday night. Draco and Suri were on their way back from a terrible double date (Suri only accompanying because Draco got bad vibes from his date) when they were grabbed and popped away. 

Far, far away from the muggle home Draco had grown to love and closer the place he had ran away from in the first place.

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Ok, so I have exams going on right now and school would be starting off soon so... I guess I'll do weekly updates? Whatever this is the outfits Draco and Suri wore to their terrible dates :/ This is important info because this is what they'll be wearing next chapter.

Draco's outfit:

Suri's outfit:

~Suri