Heart

Draco arrived at what had once been Malfoy Mannor. Once his parents were believed to be dead he inherited everything. He knocked once before it was thrown open then he was yanked in.



“You bloody idiot!” Ron yelled in his face, causing Aribella to burry her face in Draco’s shoulder.



“Ron!” Came the voice of Ron’s wife and fellow Gryffindor Hermione Granger. Draco turned to look at her an smiled weakly.



Ron let go of Draco and turned walking off to the den where they were all meeting.



“Come on Draco” Hermione said with a sympathetic smile.



Draco followed her into the den and, as always, got a hug from Mrs.Weasly.



“Thank you Molly” Draco said after she let go. He took a seat and looked around at all the faces.



“Can we start now?” George griped.



“Hush you,” Mrs.Weasly snapped, “We are still waiting on someone.”



At that moment the Gongs went off. Draco smiled to himself knowing who was at that door.



“I’ll get it” Ron said since everyone was looking at him. As he opened the door his jaw dropped.



In the door stood a girl with short black hair, pure black eyes, and a half moon necklace.



“Your suppose to be dead!” Ron said with complete shock.



“I’m a very good actor Ron” The girl said. Ron just nodded still staring trying to figure out if she was real or not.



“Well, well if it isn’t Ms.Alisa Riddle.” Draco said walking over. He smiled at the girl who had been like a sister to him all through school.



“Hello Draco. I see you’re the reason I’m here.” Draco just nodded and moved Ron so she could get in.



Alisa smiled in thanks to Draco then followed him and Ron to the Den.



A gasp filled the air when Alisa walked in. For sometime now she was suppose to be dead. But, Draco knew better. They had talked the night she was going to fake her death.



“So lets start” She said taking a seat next to Draco.



Draco told his story about how he had been running late. He told about what he had seen of the house. And, by the end, he was crying.



“So what do we do Alisa” Everyone said looking to the girl. She hated the pressure of leading but was good at it.



“You guys wait. All of you stay here I’ll see if I can find Harry.” They looked doubtful but agreed.



***



Harry had curled up in a small ball shivering. It was winter and he was in a cold cell made of stone. He only had his body heat to keep him warm.



The door was opened and light filled the cell. Harry closed his eyes against the glare. He felt hands pulling him to his feet and shoving him up the stairs. He found himself in front of Voldemort, wand less and hungry.



“Not so great are you now Potter?” Voldemort said.



“I want you to be my slave and if u refuse I will have my men attack old Malfoy Mannor killing everyone inside.” Harry glared at Voldemort but agreed.



He found himself in Lucius room cleaning the bathroom with a toothbrush. Lucius was watching him with great interest.



“Come here boy,” Lucius said. Harry stood and walked over to Lucius.



“Yes, Sir?” Harry asked.



“Don’t you want to know how I’m alive?” Harry nodded. He wanted to know because he had died along with Alisa.



“When I cliff edge broke she saved herself and, on accident, saved me. Now the girls on our side but you wont be seeing her. She is slaving for us also but in a different way.” Pure evil glinted in his eyes. Harry shuddered thinking about what was happing to his friend.



“Now get back to work,” Lucius said shoving Harry back so he hit the wall. Harry hissed and scrambled back to his work.