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Fight For Freedom	By : arashi1412 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1422 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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FIGHT FOR FREEDOM

Disclaimer and credits: Harry Potter and Chronicle Of Narnia does not belong to us. They belong to J.K.Rowling and C.S.Lewis respectively.

This story is Co – Written with Elvina Potter. The original idea of creating this fics is mine, but Elvina and I did a lot of plot-creating together but much of the plotting was hers and she even did some of the chapter with me. So it is credited to her as well.

Don’t be surprise if you found this story in her (Elvina Potter) profile. She creates this with me, so it is her story as much as mine.

Be warned that This fics is not betaed.

Summary: AU. Xover with Narnia. Harry can’t believe this. It’s bad enough he’s the savior of the Wizarding World. Must he be a savior of another world as well? HPDM. Spoilers.

FIGHT FOR FREEDOM

CHAPTER 1.

Harry groaned as he lied down on his bed. He has a tremendous headache since this afternoon. And this summer is one of the hottest summer ever recorded. Doing gardening the whole day, and painting the fence under such hot blazing sun is NOT healthy at all.

“Bloody hell!” cursed Harry. “Why in the seventh layers of hell did I have to do all the chores? Why can’t Dudley do it? It will be good for him.” Harry said to no one in particular. Harry sighed. Harry roll over on his bed and stare up to the ceiling.

God! How I hate this summer. Thought Harry. Why I must be back here every year after year? Just been here for two weeks and I’m already complaining.

Harry continues to stare at the ceiling as he muses to himself I bet Ron and Hermione are having a splendid time with their parents right now. They haven’t seen their parents for a time while in school. So I bet they have a lot catching up to do. I just wish I have someone to come home to, or someone to love and love me for me, at least.

Harry turned his head slightly to the side, and he saw the Daily Prophet that was mailed to him. It stated the pitiful state of the Wizarding World and what tribute that the idiot Fudge has done. Honestly, in Harry’s opinion, they should print out something more worth reading... like ‘World’s Affairs’ or ‘The Second War’. But no... it just have to do with something rubbish. And somewhere in the middle of it, Gossips about The Boy Who Lived always, ALWAYS, present.

Harry suddenly throw a small ball to the ceiling in frustration and he get up from his bed and pace around his room. “Oh fuck it all to hell!” hissed Harry in anger. His eyes blazing emerald with raw emotion. “Why can’t the bloody world get a goddamn clue and leave me alone! It’s not like I ask to be famous, or the one to beat Voldie. Why can’t they just let me live peacefully?!”

The window shake with a force so strong and it start cracking a little. Hedwig fly over near Harry to get Harry’s attention. But Harry paid no mind. Too absorb with his thoughts to notice what goes on around him. Hedwig screech loudly, and Harry tilt his head aside to look at her. The shaking stopped.

“I need to get out of here, Hedwig,” said Harry. “Screw Dumbledore’s protection. I need to be away from the Wizarding World for a while. I... I need to breath. I need some space,” Harry stop short and took a deep breath. “But I need to go to Gringots first, I need money anyway. Maybe they have records of assets that my family owned but unaware about. Sounds like a good place to start.”

Harry slump tiredly down to his bed. Thinking of the best way to escape The Dursley’s House.

No worries. Thought Harry. I’ll just leave before dawn and head to Gringots before anyone realize I’m missing. I just hope it’s not Moody doing the guarding.

Draco’s POV

“Oh shit!!” Draco Malfoy paled after closing his bedroom door. He was leaning against the door, shaking.

I need to get out from here… fast! Now, where’s my wand? Thought Draco as he search in his robe pockets.

“Oh my… it’s not here… “

I can’t believe it… where is it?! Where is it??!! Looking for his wand after throwing it somewhere in the bedroom out of anger. He went to search under the bed, behind the drawer, under the couch, under the dressing table and even at the bookshelf but his efforts are in vain…(pun intended). After a while, Draco nearly give up, when his eyes traveling towards the ceiling, he spotted it.

“AHA! Found it…” the wand was on top of the wardrobe which Draco must now tiptoed to reach. Now with a wand in hand, he begins to packs his belongings into his trunk. He needs to get out from here. While the things were packing themselves, Draco sits on the couch thinking about what had happened that cause this.

Flashback

They were sitting in the drawing room after dinner. Father wanted to discuss something. After 5^th year, father was sentenced to Azkaban for being a Death Eater. They release him before the summer holiday; the reason was that it’s a misunderstanding from the Ministry part. ‘Yeah right… father must have bribe them…again’ mused Draco.

After taking a sip of wine, Draco asked with a cool mask, “ Well father, what is it that you must discuss with me?”

“Draco,” said Lucius, “I have news from our Lord…”

“Your Lord, father. Not mine.” Draco interrupts.

“Soon he will be,”

Draco was a little stunned, but he hides it under his cold mask. “Soon father? You know my opinion in serving that mad man. Why must you be so persistence about this?”

“The dark lord,” said Lucius, ignoring his son’s name for the dark lord. “Has finally demand that you be marked and serve him appropriately.”

Draco’s eyes flash, “Never!” his voice full of venom. “I told you before I will never serve that bastard. And I won’t start now. And I rather serve someone far more worthier than this psychopath.”

“And who would that be?” asked Lucius coolly. His eyebrow raised. “Dumbledore?”

Draco’s jaw clenched. Who is his father takes him for? An idiot? There are others who are loyal to somebody else that isn’t Dumbledore. “Anyone father. So long that it is not Lord Voldermort.”

Lucius expression darkens. And his fist clenched and his knuckles white. “So you will not consider this then?” hissed Lucius.

“No. There is nothing to be considered. I would rather lived disowned than to be…”

Lucius rise from his chair so suddenly that the chair topples over. “I will not hear you finish that sentence,” Lucius spat. “So be it. If you like to live among those commoners and mudbloods… so it will be. You are now not welcomed in this house. As long you are not back to your senses or serve a worthy master, you are not welcome back to this family.”

Draco rise from his chair, and he calmly said to his father. “Very well, father. I shall take my leave comes daylight. And as long you let yourself be involved with this dark lord, I too won’t wish to be involved with such family.” Draco makes his way out of the room. But at the door, he stopped short and said, “I find this situation hilarious. I thought a Malfoy answers to no one or serve none.” With that, he left the room.

End Flashback.

Draco sighed. Now he has a problem. He has no idea where to go. Going to Leaky Couldron will be save for a day or two, but then he needs to find somewhere else to stay for the summer. Yeah, he got plenty of money, having just withdraw from his family vault just this morning, but to be spending it unnecessarily will cause his money to run out sooner or later.

“Oh hell!” cursed Draco. “I’ll think about it after I get a goodnight sleep.”

Early next morning, before the sun is high up in the sky or the world wakes, Both Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter leave their house.

TBC
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