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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
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Hermione took a swig of Polyjuice potion with one of Bellatrix's hairs. Grimacing she started to change.
Ron and Draco had glamours to disguise themselves. Ron’s hair was long and darker, with a beard and broader nose. Draco had brown ear length hair and bags under his eyes. A few extra wrinkles and freckles made him indistinguishable. They were unrecognizable.
Harry and Griphook waited for Hermione's transformation to finish before they readied themselves to apparate.
“How do I look?” Hermione asked. Her hair was messily perched just like Bellatrix wore it.
“You have to change your voice,” Ron commented..
“I wish to visit my vault,” Hermione practiced.
“Too nice.” Draco stated. Everyone looked to him, “You need to be more demanding,”
“I wish to enter my vault,” Hermione tried again dropping her voice and raising her chin.
“Better. Make sure you carry yourself like you own the place. And casually make threats,” Draco busied himself with his cloak. It was hard looking at Bellatrix without remembering the horrible things she did to the people captured and questioned. Draco felt sick to his stomach.
“Are we ready?” Harry asked. Everyone nodded, “OK, Hermione let's go,” they apparated to an alley near Flourish and Blotts. Griphook jumped on Harry's shoulders and they wrapped the invisibility cloak over them.
Heading towards Gringotts many people saw Bellatrix and averted their eyes. One man approached her and Draco glared at him.
“We are in important business. Leave us,” Draco said with a much deeper voice and a slight Romanian accent. The man cowered and slunk away from them.
As they entered Gringotts they all noted the message on the door. Their stomachs lurched in nervousness.
“I wish to enter my vault,” Hermione mimicked Bellatrix nearly perfectly.
The lead goblin looked at her from his desk, “Ah Mrs. Lestrange, your wand please,”
“What?” She asked abruptly, “What is the meaning of this?”
“We heard that you recently had a new wand made. Increased security calls for a wand check.” The goblin explained with a devilish grin. His face went slack and a bemused expression came over him. Draco knew that look.
“Your wand please,” the goblin asked but with an airy tone. Hermione showed the goblin Bellatrix's wand.
“Very good!” The goblin stepped down and took them inside the tunnels. Draco internally sighed in relief. As soon as the main doors were shut Harry and Griphook removed the cloak.
“Good work, Mr. Potter!” Griphook gave Harry an appraising look.
“We have to get moving. They knew something was up,” Ron said.
“Get in,” Griphook ordered. Everyone except the lead goblin was in the cart.
“We can't leave him,” Harry said before casting another imperious curse making the goblin get in the cart too.
Griphook set the cart off with the usual twists and turns. Draco had been down this far before when visiting the family vaults. The ride was always a thrill.
A little ways ahead of them they saw a waterfall on the tracks.
“The Thief's Downfall! They know there are imposters!” Griphook shouted. The cart slowed and running water flushed all their disguises off. The cart fell rushing them to the ground.
Hermione stopped them as they nearly hit the ground.
“Damn it!” Harry yelled, “Griphook, how much farther until the Lestrange Vault?”
“If we take this path up about a 10 minute walk.” He replied.
“Then let's get moving!” Harry pushed himself up and lead the way. Draco fell in step behind him. A few minutes had passed in silence.
“Potter,” Draco started, “this is probably one of the most dangerous things we-”
“Don't think about it right now.” Harry said, “it will make it harder to get things done,”
“I know. I just wanted to say that even though it's dangerous, I'm happy I’m here with you rather than against you,” Draco finished the last part quietly.
“Me too.” Harry replied with a small smile that Draco couldn't see.
“Stop on the next landing,” Griphook ordered from Ron’s shoulders. Ron put Griphook down as soon as he could.
Griphook walked to a basket and handed a couple bell contraptions to them “these are clankers. They are trained to expect pain when they hear them,”
Everyone looked perplexed but followed Griphook to the next room. A dragon roared as they approached. It had scars across its body.
“Oh, the poor thing,” Hermione breathed. The dragon was blind, so it listened intently and continuously sniffed. Griphook started shaking the clanker and the dragon recoiled in fear.
Draco had always appreciated the veracity of his namesake. Powerful and regal creatures with strong ancient magic should never be reduced to this. He’d never seen the Gringotts dragons before. Incensed he vowed If I live through this, I’ll put a stop to this.
“This way!” Griphook called crossing the room. They followed him down a hallway. He waited for them to approach, “This is the Lestrange Vault,“ he ran a finger down the door and let them in.
“Don't touch anything!” Draco yelled as they entered, “Wizards charm their belongings to prevent others from taking their items. And if what you say is in here… it's well protected”
They walked around looking at any cup they could find.
“Don't supposed you know what it looks like do you?” Draco asked in a mildly sarcastic tone.
“Hufflepuffs emblem is on the front,” Harry said rolling his eyes at Draco, “Probably in a place of importance.”
“Higher placed items are more valuable.” Draco replied realizing none of them had ever been in an ancient family vault. Pureblood training was coming in handy.
“There! It's the highest alcove!” Hermione exclaimed. Everyone except Griphook huddled towards the alcove. In the back sat a golden goblet with a badger.
“I'm going to grab it and were leaving,” Harry said.
“Wait,” Draco whispered, “Whatever anti-theft charm will be activated the moment you touch it.” He looked around the room, “Get the sword out,” he told Hermione.
“The sword?” She asked
“Just do it ‘Moine,” Harry said as Ron held the bag open. She handed the sword to Harry.
“Use the sword to carry the goblet out of the vault. Everyone else should be out,” Draco went to move out but Harry held his bicep. Harry's hand was hot to the touch. Draco couldn't think for a moment.
“No, you stay. Push me out of the vault if anything weird happens.” Harry met his gaze and Draco nodded.
Harry took the sword and hooked it on the handle of the goblet. It didn't have any negative consequences so he kept moving.
He had pulled the goblet away from the alcove when his scar prickled. The closer the goblet was the stronger the pain.
“Gahh!” Harry cried out, “Take it!” He held the sword out to Draco who took it immediately. Harry practically ran out of the vault.
“We could destroy it now,” Ron said to Hermione, “No reason to wait,”
“They're here!” Griphook called as the clankers started up.
“Gotta move!” Harry yelled.
“Give me the sword! You promised Harry Potter!” Griphook held onto Harry's arm with a vice like grip.
“Let him go,” Draco commanded, “Here's the damn sword,” the goblin let go and moved quickly to join the ranks of his fellow goblin's. Harry gave Draco a pained look, “Don’t make deals you don’t plan on keeping with a goblin,”
“Imposters! Thieves!” Griphook yelled from the group of goblins. He was gone in an instant.
“Damn goblins.” Draco muttered. They all ran back down the hall towards the dragon. Clankers rattled and the dragon was huddled against the wall angrily snapping at the sounds.
Seeing no other escape Hermione started blasting the chains that held the dragon down. Jumping into the dragon's rear leg she climbed to just behind the wings.
“What are you waiting for?!” She shouted from the dragon. The boys hurried to climb the dragon too. Front to back they sat: Harry, Draco, Hermione and Ron.
Sending a stinging hex at the dragon's haunches sent it flying. Climbing and reaching for escape. It lurched forward and broke through the tunnel ceiling.
They came out in the front room of the bank. Goblins ran in every direction, gold scattered everywhere and a dragon halfway through the floor.
The dragon gave one final push through the roof and enjoyed its first breath of fresh air. After a moment it heard more goblins below and took off.
“Wonder how many muggles saw that!” Harry shouted in the wind.
“This is not my favorite way to fly,” Draco yelled back as he clutched Harry's midsection.
“Better than a thestral for sure!” Harry chuckled. Draco squeezed him harder as the dragon rose nearly vertical then stretched it’s wings out and glided. Draco had buried his face into the crook of Harry’s neck in his fright. He relaxed and realized what he’d done. A blush creeped across his face but he couldn’t find it in himself to move away. He did take the moment to shift a bit to look out over the English countryside.
It was beautiful. He did miss the control his broom had but riding the dragon made a massive speed difference. At least there was one dragon freed from it’s horrible fate in the bowels of Gringotts. He really would have to correct this if he lived. He couldn’t think much about it before. There never seemed to be any hope. Harry Potter had made all the difference. A warmth spilled over his chest.
Harry Potter, Boy Wonder, gave me hope. How bizarre. Draco let himself have a small smile.
They rode in silence for a while before Ron asked, “How do we get off this thing?”
“Good question…” Harry shouted.
“Looks like it's headed for water,” Hermione observed, “We can jump into the water,”
She was right of course. There was a large lake several miles ahead. Draco felt Harry tense.
“On my count!” Harry yelled.
He waited until they were over the middle of the lake, “3, 2, 1!” The all slide off the dragon. Mid fall Harry's scar hurt and he could see Voldemort.
They are after my horcruxes! Voldemort thought of all the horcruxes. The locket, the goblet, the diary, the ring, Nagini, and the diadem.
“Harry!” Ron shouted. Draco had pulled him ashore once he realized Harry wasn't swimming.
Harry gasped and looked at Ron.
“He knows,” Harry choked out, “The diadem is at Hogwarts,” he coughed more water out, “He knows we're after horcruxes,”
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