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The Fealty of Draco Malfoy	By : KaliSword Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4366 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Harry Potter series. I make no money off this material. Anything familiar is not my own and belongs to JK Rowling and Warner Brothers.

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Hermione was alone in the study. The soft crackling of the fire was the background of her anxious plotting and nail biting.
What if Voldemort just showed up? Will he kill me immediately? No, he'd use me as bait for sure.
She tried the windows and doors but they were warded shut. She couldn't leave without permission.
After about an hour Draco came back in the room.His hair was in pristine order and he was wearing what looked like fancy dinner robes.
“You look dressed up,” she commented.
“Yeah, party you weren't invited to.” He tore his tie off quickly, “Would have bored you to death.” he grabbed a bottle of whiskey from his drink cabinet and poured two glasses. Handing one to her he said, “To escape,” clinking glasses he shot his back and quickly poured a second.
“You're serious?” She asked, “You seem so…” she couldn't find the words.
“Listen, Granger, I want you out of my house as soon as possible. Once I’m dead no one here will even try to help you.” She flinched at the callousness of his words
“When do you think they'll try? Did you give a timeframe?” She asked still holding her glass.
“Probably soon. Sooner the better.” He looked at her glass, “It's not poison you know.” Raising it to his second glass she said, “To Harry,” and threw her head back to drink. Wincing at the burn she set her glass down.
A loud pop came from behind them. Turning she saw Dobby looking between them terrified.
“Dobby!” Hermione cried.
“Is Misses alright?” He asked not moving closer to them but kept his eyes on Draco.
“Yes, I'm fine,” she turned to Draco, “Come with me.” He shook his head. “You're better off trying to survive and dying than just waiting for the bastard to come in here and kill you anyway!” She grabbed Draco’s arm and dragged him to Dobby. He wanted nothing more than to escape his doomed fate.
“I can't let you take me.” He said pulling out of her grip. Dobby watched closely not moving still, "My mark..."
"I'll figure something out. Don't let him kill you just yet,” she pleaded he looked doubtful, “Have you made your mother proud yet?” She challenged.
He paused. No, I haven't. She wants out of this just as much as I do. Saving her and potentially the Wizarding World… now that would make her proud. She’ll be tortured. She’ll be blamed for my actions. He may even kill her. He tensed as he thought of his mother’s dead body.
“Well?” She asked impatiently. Mother, I want to make you proud of me. I’ll protect Potter as best I can. Merlin knows he needs all the help he can get.
He nodded his reply and took her hand, “Dobby, let's go now!” and they were gone with a pop.
Landing hurt. Hermione and Draco both fell to their knees and heard shouting from Harry and Ron.
“Hermione!” “What the hell?!” “Get up!”
Hermione stood quickly but both Ron and Harry pointing their wands at Draco while Dobby was trying to explain to them. She stood in front of Draco.
“Harry! Ron! Calm down for a moment!” She yelled, “I can explain.”
“Why is the sick ferret Death Eater with you?” Ron asked heatedly not lowering his wand.
“He's the one who sent the letter. He saved me from a terrible fate and helped me escape,” she explained rapid fire, “He’s here to help,”
“Saved you? I saw what he did,” Harry spat, “There’s no way I can let him get away with that. Give me your wand, Malfoy,” Harry demanded. Draco complied.
“Saw?” Hermione asked.
“What happened in there Hermione?” Ron interrupted.
“Bellatrix tortured me and Greyback… ,” her voice cracked, “Malfoy took the opportunity to take me instead. So he hid me in his study while convincing everyone that he was torturing and… trying to break me.” She got quieter at the end thinking of the possibilities that could have happened if Draco had been willing.
“I saw what Vol- he saw Malfoy,” Harry was intimidating. Draco’s blood drained, Harry believed the lie.
“I lied,” Draco spoke quickly, “Severus taught me how to protect my mind from him,” he waited to see if Harry believed him.
“Malfoy never touched me. I’m ok. I asked him to come with me. He was going to be killed if he stayed.” She explained.
“Hermione… we can't trust him. You-Know-Who can summon him and he'd give us away. He could call him now!” Harry glared at Draco, daring him to move. Draco just raised his hands in submission.
“There's a way to stop that,” a man said from behind Harry and Ron. A tall long haired Weasley stood between them and a small sea side cottage. His face was stern and had long scratch marks marring his face.
“Bill!” Hermione beamed.
“I'm glad to see you're alright,” he nodded grimly.
“What do you mean stop it?” Harry asked.
“You can take the guesswork out of him being a traitor to you,“ Bill gave Draco a dark look, “If he agrees to it of course.” Draco knew immediately what he wanted. Bill stepped between Ron and Harry before saying, “make an Unbreakable Vow.”
Harry raised his eyebrows and Ron was shocked. Hermione was thinking.
“The Vow would have to be direct enough to get the point across and vague enough to cover loopholes,” Bill explained, his eyes never leaving Draco.
“I’m dead if I return. I'm dead if you don't help me.” Draco explained softly, “Soon my mark will turn to the traitor's mark.” he looked Harry right in the eye, “I'll swear fealty to you.” I am ready to forfeit my life, better to have it mean something.
Bill looked mildly impressed at this. Harry gave him a blank look. Bill noticed and answered, “He agrees to swear that you are his leader and you will have his complete loyalty.” Bill eyed Draco for a moment, “We can include any stipulations you want.”
“I don't want him as a servant.” Harry told Bill.
“Swearing fealty is not servitude. It's his loyalty and... in his case, also giving up his heritage.” Bill said.
Harry reeled from the news, “You serious about this?” He asked Draco.
“I already told you… I'm dead if I return. Whatever you need to assure yourself that I won't return just means I live a little longer.” Hermione turned to look at him.
“You're giving up your family…” she stated.
“A family who is under the control of a vindictive mad man. Someone who could order my father to disown me and he'd do it.” He looked down for a moment, “I will miss my mother though. But I want to make her proud.” He practically whispered the last part. Hermione was the only one to hear it. She gave him a small smile.
“Bill as witness?” Hermione asked. Bill nodded and Harry looked at Draco.
“I will swear my fealty to you and never help the Dark Lord or any of his agents. Do you want to add anything else?” Draco stated.
“You'll still be your own person right?” Harry asked Draco.
“Yes, but if you give me an order I will follow it. Think of me as your soldier to command.” Draco explained as his face paled considerably. Merlin's beard, Potter's soldier. Better than his any day.
“If we survive this… can I command you not to listen to me and go live your own life?” Harry asked.
“Harry,” Bill started exasperated.
“I need to know.” Harry said seriously.
“Yes, I supposed you can.” Bill answered.
“Then let's do this.” Harry said.
Harry and Draco clasped hands and Bill started the spell work.
“I, Draco Lucius Malfoy, swear my complete fealty to Harry James Potter and will never aid the Dark Lord or any of his agents.” Draco felt his magic shift slightly. It wasn’t unpleasant just unsettling.
The spell ended and Bill stepped away. Harry gripped Draco's hand and said, “If I can I will protect your family. I can't guarantee it but I will try.”
“Thank you,” Draco replied and his heart swelled. He finally had some hope.
Draco watched in horror as Harry doubled over clutching his scar and groaned in pain. Hermione and Ron ran over to him. Dread filled him.
“Harry! What's going on?”
“He knows… he's mad and-” Harry started. Draco yelled in pain clutching his forearm. The mark was burning. Yells from both Harry and Draco filled the air. His arm felt like it had been plunged into lava. Excruciating pain made him wish for the unfortunately familiar feeling of crucio. Nothing is worth this! Someone please just kill me!
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