Draco's Companion

A/N--I LOVE THIS CHAPTER, and the next couple. I'm back to being a few ahead:D which means good things for my faithful readers:D:D:D:D I wanna thank you guys who have been actually reveiwing, I am getting the feeling that not as many people are digging this story anymore, cuz my reveiw levels have gone waaay down. it's sad really:( So I'm asking you all to pleeeeease reveiw, I NEED to know how everyone is feeling about this. I specially wanna thank those who have been reveiwing faithfully. Just a couple replies and we are off!:D

Shadowama--All in good time. I have a great explanation:D haha. I don't like her either.

WeasleyWench--Yea I thought it was pretty sick that he stole

Harry's letter, but this chapter explains it better.
Sleepyxin--You'll see:D

MyLittleFerret--In this chapter and the next one, we get to kind of see how everything changes:D


Chapter Thirty: Caught

"I know." Harry said. "I didn't mean to laugh, I'm actually not sure what caused it really. I'm going to have some explaining to do, I think."

"Yea, you definately are. How is it going to sound when everyone finds out you *laughed* when being questioned about my parents' deaths?"

"I wasn't being questioned, and thats not why I was laughing." Harry said defensively, he felt like he was being interrogated.

Draco just shrugged.

Harry dropped his head, and seen a crumbled up peice of parchment.

He reached for it slowly and picked it up.

"Whats this?" He asked Draco.

Draco looked over to Harry and seen a peice of crumbled up parchment. He was about to say he didn't know, until he realized what it was.

"It's nothing. It's mine." He said reaching for it.
Harry pulled his arm back, out of Draco's reach. He looked over to the drawer by the bed and seen an envolope sitting on top of it.

"Did Hedwig come back while I was downstairs?" Harry asked Draco. "She was sent out with an important peice of mail, I was hoping she would bring it back by now." He said, while flattening the parchment.

Draco new he was screwed.

When it was flattened Harry scanned it quickly.

"So your opening my mail now?" He meant it as a question. He wanted to hear Draco say it.

"I was only curious." He told Harry.

"Well why did you say it was yours? It quite obviously says 'Harry' at the top."

"I don't know! I just...wanted to see what it was."

"And you didn't want me to read it?"

"I don't care if you read it or not. Read it now." Draco said.

"Well, how about you just tell me what it was about. I mean you already know, so come on, tell me."

Draco sighed.

Man this was frusterating. He fucked up, and he knew it.

"It just says that he doesn't know what your dream was about. Maybe either Dumbeldore, or our Lord planted it in your head. Which we already figured out. Then it says that he is sorry to hear about my mom and dad, and then something about a house elf--"

"What about the house elf?" Harry interupted. The letter laying beside him.

"That he was thanking you because when you defeated the Dark Lord house-elves were treated more fairly. Then it says-"

"When I defeated the Dark Lord?" He interupted again. This was confusing. He grabbed the letter and scanned till he seen 'house elf' and read that paragraph only. "It does say the Dark Lord. What's that rubbish?"

"Well, let me continue." Draco said, then, "And then he is warning you that you are on the wrong side, you should be helping to fight the light because it was our Lord who had actually killed your parents, and tried to kill you."

Harry was confused. Draco stopped speaking so he wouldn't be interupted again. "But didn't your dad tell me that Peter Pettigrew killed them?" He asked.

"Yeah. That's what he said. Then it says to remove yourself from the Dark Side. And that if I or my mom has a problem with it, then go live with him. Then he asked if my dad has ever taken blood from you?" Draco turned it into a question of his own.

"Taken blood from me? I don't think so, but I don't know. I was young enough that when I came here he could have."

Draco nodded.

"Well..?" Harry asked.

"What?"

"Continue."

"Oh, thats it."

"Oh." Harry said. "Well I guess I should write him back." And he started rummaging in the drawer for some parchment.

"Harry?" Draco said in a small voice.

Harry turned. He's never heard Draco speak like that unless it was to his father.

"What?" He asked.

"I...uhm..I wrote him back."

"What?"

"I..I wrote Sirius back already."

"Why? You really didn't want me to see it did you?"
Draco sighed again.

"I just wanted to find it all out first. I thought in a way I was protecting you. Then when I knew all the information I was going to tell you myself." Draco said. It was the truth, in a weird way.

Harry raised his eyebrows. "Well what did you say to him?"

Draco motioned for Harry to stand up and reached under the mattress. "I made two copies."

"Well, I don't want to read it. You just tell me"
Draco took a deep breath.

"I said thanks for writing back with answers, that my mom died today-" another deep breath, Harry noticed his eyes were beginning to swim with tears, "-I said that you didn't know if my dad took your blood, 'cause just like you said, you were young when you got here. I also asked what that could mean. I said that the Dark Lord didn't kill your parents, Peter Pettigrew did, and thats about it."

"Hmm.. I would have said the exact same things. Did you write it like it was me talking to him?"

"Yeah" Draco's eyes were back to normal now.

"Good."

"Oh yea, I also said that you probably weren't going to go live with him because living in a cave wouldn't be suitable and me and you spend all our time together, and we barely leave each others sides."

Harry groaned.

"What?" Draco asked quickly.

"I think that will give it away. I told him that when I didn't know where you were, I was sitting downstairs and the house-elf came and was being all weird."

Draco sighed. "Well I didn't know that." He said defensively.

"Well if you weren't reading my mail in the first place, you wouldn't have known till I told you. Maybe he won't catch on. I hope he replies as quickly as last time."

Draco nodded.

"But Draco?"

"Yeah?"

"No more reading my mail without me, okay?"

"Okay."

"While I was downstairs that auror came back. Scrimgeour? Yea that's his name. Well he came back."

"What did he want?" Draco asked, disgusted.

"Just asking about your moms death. He's pretty sure she was murdered."

Draco nodded. "This is weird. Well that was weird. I mean I was in her room, and then I got sick of sitting there watching her sleep, but I didn't want to come back home yet. I just kind of wandered around the hospital for a while. Seen a few people that I know, had a couple of conversations, and then when I went back you were in there yelling about me not being your brother." Harry hadn't asked Draco where he had gone, Draco felt is was about time that he told him.

"Who did you see in there?" Harry asked out of sheer curiosity. Hopefully none of their schoolmates.

"Well, I seen the whole Weasley clan, didn't really talk to them though. That bushy haired bitch, Granger was there too. From what I caught about it, The father of those losers, Arthur, was in the hospital. Snake-bite."

"Hmm.." Harry said, nodding.

"Then I ran into Blaise. That was shocking. We just talked for a few minutes, I guess his mom got sent this weird flower and when she tried to plant it, it bit her." Draco said, hiding a smile. "Nothing serious, but they can't take any chances."

"A plant bit her?" Harry asked incredulously.

"Yea. Weird huh?"

"Yeah. Anyone else?"

"Well I seen Neville, you know, that one from Gryffindor?"
Harry nodded.

"Well he was acting kind of sneaky, like he didn't want to be seen. Naturally, I followed him. He went into the Janus Thickley Ward. Just down the hall from my mom's room remember? You were staring in there that one day, now I know why. Well anyway, Neville went in there, and guess who was there?" He said.

Harry hated guessing games. "Professor Lockhart?" He said.

"Well yea, but that's not who I'm talking about."

"Okay, well I don't know then."

"Neville's parents"

Harry suddenly felt bad.

"His parents are insane?" Harry asked.

"Looked like it."

"Hmm.." Harry said again. "Is that all?"

"Nope, one more person."

Draco just stood there and looked at Harry, who was sitting on the bed.

"Well who?" Harry asked, exasperated.

"My aunt Bella. Her room was just down the hall, the other way than Janus Thickly Ward, but right down from my mom."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "What was she in there for?" He asked.

"No idea. She looked fine to me, but there must have been something wrong."

"Yeah.." Harry said, gears in his head were starting to work. He didn't want to say anything to Draco though.

Then he thought about the letter. Draco had kept it from him to protect him. Is this what he was doing in a way?

Yup.

"Hey Draco?" Harry said, Draco had walked across the room and sat down on his own bed.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think that Sirius is right? I mean he would know, right?"

"About what?"

"About our Lord...killing my parents? Trying to kill me?"

Draco shrugged."I honestly have no idea. Why would Sirius make that up though? I mean it's really serious."

"So do you think that maybe our Lord could have gotten people to kill your parents? Maybe?"

Draco didn't say anything. He just sat on the bed across the room from Harry and stared.

After a few minutes he said, "Do you mean someone like my aunt Bella?"

"Maybe. It makes sense to me."

"Why would they do that?" Draco asked.

Harry inhaled, "I don't know, because they took me in? Voldemorts sworn enemy."

Draco shrugged.

"I mean think about it. He tried to kill me when I was one year old. His curse backfired and stripped him of all his power. Your parents take me in a few years later and treat me like I'm their own. Then Voldemort finds out, gets mad, but maybe your parents had like told him that they were going to give me to him, not intending to keep their promise. Like maybe your dad took my blood, as a giving, for whatever Voldemort needed it for." Deep breath "Then Voldemort figures out that your parents love me too much to just give me away for my death, so he get's angry and kills them." Harry said, realizing, and shocking himself even, that he was using his Lord's name. He felt stronger with this new revelation. It made too much sense to ignore.

"But why would he want to kill you so bad?" Draco asked, unbelieving of this whole thing.

"I don't know, there must be a reason. He killed my parents to get
to me when I was still a baby." He pointed out.

"Yeah. I don't know. Should we ask someone?"

"Well, were going back to school in a couple of days, we should probably talk to Dumbeldore."

Draco nodded.

"If he did kill my parents, I'm going to kill him." Draco said angrily.

"I know what you mean." Harry answered, "Now he's taken two sets of parents away from me."

Draco looked slightly disturbed at that revelation, he hadn't really though of it that way.

A/N--I forgot to point this out before I posted, but I wanted to point out the fact that Harry believed every word Draco said, he didn't look at the letters. I felt that it was important to point it out because it shows the trust that Harry still has for Draco, even though Draco did, in fact, read his mail.