The Dragon Breezes In

I am Draco now, just Draco. You may know me as Draco Malfoy but I have decided to abandon my last name. This is of course because of my father, a Death Eater, a slave to the uprising Dark Lord. I do not wish to be a part of this.

I don't know where my father is, I know that he wanted me to become a Death Eater, like him. He was found out last year by Harry Potter, yes, The Boy Who Lived.

After my fifth year, I went back to the Manor and only my mother was there. I expected this of course, I had heard about what Potter and his gang did, though I did not understand, why the Department of Mysteries anyway? I know that there's some interesting shit there but I only heard about the fight.

I would not spend all of my summer at the Manor, though the time I spent there; I did a lot of thinking. I needed to decide whether I stood with my father, on my knees to him and the Dark Lord or on the other side, with Potter and Dumbledore. I knew I couldn't just stand aside and watch, I had to be a part of this. I didn't want to be a Malfoy; I grew to hate my father and his ways. He expected me to follow in his footsteps and obey him, but I did not want my life to be ruled by other people, I was the independent type.

So I'd be on the good side, great. There were only a few problems. How would I get there? If and when I got there, how would I gain their trust? I know that Potter's Trio didn't trust me one bit, they would think I was a spy. It didn't help that I had treated them like shit for the past five years either, I cringed when I remembered some of the things I'd done. The first problem of getting to the good side was solved by Severus Snape, a spy for the good side, friend of my mother's and Head of Slytherin, Hogwart'sProfessor and a great man, who I had a long chat to.

The Ministry came to our Manor in early August, looking for Dark Arts devices and Artefacts. They didn't find much at all because they didn't know where to look. They asked my mother if she knew where they could find anything. I thought she would tell them about a heap of shit hidden under the Drawing Room floor. I asked her about this when they left and she said that she suspected one of the Ministry officials of being a Death Eater and that Severus would take care of it.

Snapecame to the Manor the next day, he told me all about the Order of the Pheonix and that I should stay at their Headquarters until I went back to Hogwarts, in case Lucius came to the Manor wanting me to be a Death Eater.

I was very interested in Dumbledore's little club, was Potter Vice President? Okay, I'm joking now but I was seriously intrigued. Severus said that I could help transfer the stuff under the Drawing Room to the Order.

This is the story of my sixth year at Hogwarts and the upcoming battle where only the strong will survive. You will learn that things aren't so black and white. I would have to face my father, Potter would have to face the Dark Lord but there are many shades of grey in between.