Harry Potter's New Life

5) The Killing

"Lucius Malfoy! You stand before me a betrayer!"

"Master! Please, no! I did nothing!"

"Crucio!"

"Master!"

"Malfoy! You have betrayed and slipped too many times! Enough is enough! AVADA KEDARVA!"

Lucius fell to the floor, dead. Voldemort sneered. Wormtail cowered behind the chair.

"A waste of a once good Death Eater. Wormtail, move his body from my sight."

"He's dead!" Harry woke up screaming. "He died!"

"Harry, Harry!" Dumbledore shook him violently. "Harry! Get up!"

Harry sat rigid, his scar searing in pain. It was letting off a greenish glow.

"Lucius Malfoy, he--he betrayed Voldemort! Voldemort used the killing curse! Malfoy's dead!"

"Okay, okay. Harry, it's all right. Are you sure you're right?"

"Professor, my scar, it burned when it happened. The minute those words were uttered, my scar burned!"

"Alright Harry, I believe you. Where did this happen?"

"Wormtail, er, Peter Pettigrew, moved his body to the graveyard where Cedric was killed."

"Okay, Harry. Hang on tight. Let's go find Mr. Malfoy."

"Headmaster! What if it was merely a dream?"

"What if it wasn't?" Crack!

Snape grumbled and apparated after them. He got to the graveyard to find Malfoy on the ground, dead.

"Severus, we best take him to the Ministry."

"Yes, Headmaster."

"You take Harry. I have Lucius."

Harry and Snape glared at each other, but they grabbed one another all the same and apparated to the Ministry. They left Malfoy's body with Madam Bones and Dumbledore. Harry and Snape went to the Malfoy's house.

"Hello, can I help you?" Mrs. Malfoy answered the door.

"You may not know me, but I'm--"

"Professor Snape, what are you doing here?" Draco asked.

Harry stayed well behind Snape, out of Malfoy's view.

"I'm here because of him." Snape pulled Harry by his shirt collar from behind him. "Potter had a dream, and it was true."

"So? What does Potter's dream have to do with me?"

"Well, Potter, you tell him."

"Professor--"

"NOW!"

"Malfoy, I was dreaming and I saw your dad. He betrayed Voldemort."

"How could he have betrayed you-know-who? He never worked for him!"

"Draco! Because I used to be a Death Eater, I know your father was one as well. He was until the second he died." Snape intervened.

Harry stared at Snape in amazement. He had stood up for him, in a strange way. But he had done it all the same!

"Yeah, so Voldemort used the killing curse on him. He's dead. I'm sorry."

"Mrs. Malfoy, your husband's body is at the Ministry. You can go see it tomorrow. I'm sorry."

Mrs. Malfoy collapsed on the ground. Malfoy ran to his room. Snape sent Harry after him.

Knock knock.

"Malfoy, may I come in?"

"No!" Harry tried the handle; it wasn't locked, so he walked in. "I said you couldn't come in!"

"Malfoy, I'm sorry about what happened to your dad. I know what you feel like. I felt the same way last year. When Sirius died."

"Black was a murderer! How could you feel badly?"

"Because he wasn't a murderer! He was my godfather. You think you have it bad? I lost my dad, my mom, and my godfather! I have no magical family! I have the Dursleys and Snape!"

"What about Snape?"

"Never mind! I'm sorry, and if I could, I'd bring him back for you. No person deserves to lose a father."

"Harry, go away and die!"

Harry got up and slammed the door behind him.

"Professor, I'm ready to go!"

"How's Draco?"

"Same old bloody pratt he's always been! I'm so angry, I could just use an unforgivable right now!"

Snape reached out and cuffed Harry on the ear.

"Never say that again!" he snarled. "I don't even want you to use those!"

"Yes, professor."

Snape grabbed Harry's shirt front and apparated to the Dursleys'.

"Well, how did the Malfoys take it?" Dumbledore asked.

"The widow fainted."

"Harry, how about Draco?"

"He, er, took it pretty hard. He wasn't crying or anything, but he was angrier than usual, if that's possible."

"Harry, do you remember how angry you got when Sirius died? You didn't believe anything you were told. Draco will be the same way."

Harry didn't believe him. He knew Malfoy would make up this whole dramatic story about how his father found the Dark Lord somewhere and battled him gallantly, but died trying to defend the world he loved. Prat.