DISCLAIMER! I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! HARRY POTTER AND THE SERIES ALL BELONG TO J.K.ROWLING!!

This is a rated M fic. Pairings are unknown except that it will be a HarryDraco fic. Slash for all you numbskulls who don't understand. There will be graphic scenes; well, semi-graphic. I will warn people with a 'WARNING!' sign. Also, within that chapter I will put a 'LEMON SCENE!' right before it happens. And understand that I don't want this story taken off the site, so if this doesn't float your boat, STOP READING IT AND IGNORE IT!

Another thing that should be known about this fiction is that it takes place the summer after fifth year. Lucius Malfoy was never sent to Azkaban. Sirius Black was never killed either!! If anything else isn't exactly like the other stories, then those have been changed for the sake of this fic., too!

Okay, so while this isn't my first fic ever on this site, this is my first Harry Potter attempt.

I won't do review replies in the story either. Oh, and I also beta… now on with the story!!

Ai Teng

Chapter 1: Escaping the Dark Mark

Written by: Duzen Broken DreamZ (started 4/21-08)

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Draco Malfoy was on the run. He refused to take the dark mark. His father, Lucius Malfoy, told his son to take a stance on the war so Draco could get his dark mark the next day. 'He didn't really leave me room to make my own decision, now did he?' Draco thought bitterly.

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Lucius Malfoy was standing in his library in Malfoy Manor staring coldly at his son. "Draco, you are to get the dark mark tomorrow night," Lucius demanded, "You will make your stance in this war clear." Lucius' voice was firm while his piercing cold stare bore into his equally distant son. Draco was panicking on the inside while his face held no emotion. Draco's cold gaze met his father's hard one and gave a curt nod even though he knew he wasn't going to go through with his father's decision. He didn't exactly know how he was going to get out of it, but he knew he was willing to run away if need be.

"Leave to your room now Draco," Lucius demanded. With that, Draco walked away while pondering what he was going to do and how he would do it.

Once he was in the comfort of his room, he bit his lip and let his defensive demeanor drop. He knew he was going to have to run away. 'This would be so much easier if my dear Dobby was still working for this house.' Draco thought sadly. Dobby was his house-elf. Lucius would borrow Dobby time to time, but when Draco would be alone in the house, Dobby was always there to strike a silly conversation with.

Draco stopped thinking about Dobby and started to pack up some important things of his. He also packed up some letters that he had taken from his father's study that were letters from the minister and Percy Weasley. It involved cover ups, more devious corruption, and some letters were of Voldemort; and it wasn't opposing him, but more leaning to protect him. He grabbed all the money that he had saved in a mini-safe and packed that away too. He packed some pictures of his mother and shrunk some of his old school text books.

After he was done packing he had started pacing his room. 'So I am definitely going to run away… But where will I go? I can't go to Snape's home… that'd be too obvious.' Draco then thought of a pair of green eyes and that is when he immediately knew where he was going to go.

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Draco currently was on a train. He was going to go to Hogwarts and have a talk with Dumbledore. Draco had considered this decision as a smart move on his behalf; for the only thing Voldemort feared was the old wizard. So even though Hogwarts would be another obvious place to go, it was very well protected. Draco mentally gave himself a pat on the back.

When Draco finally reached Hogwarts, he ran into the headmaster.

"Ah, young Mister Malfoy, surprised to find you here during the summer!" Dumbledore said, eyes twinkling.

"Yes, professor. I was wondering if I could talk to you, privately."

Dumbledore motioned for Draco to follow and they went to his office. After they sat down and got comfortable, Dumbledore started, "What would you like to talk about Draco?" His eyes were twinkling again.

"Professor, I am going to get straight to the point. My father told me that tonight I am to have the dark mark placed on my arm. He said it would make my stance clear on this war. He didn't exactly give me a choice, but I am firmly against Voldemort. So I am doing as he asked and making my stance clear. I am for the light, Professor. Unfortunately, since I have turned away from my father, I am undoubtedly going to be killed without protection. So that is why I am here, asking you if you will be willing to protect me from the death eaters and my father," Draco's voice was firm at the beginning but had started to quiet down at the end. He never once took his eyes away from Dumbledore. What made Draco a little uneasy though, was how Dumbledore's eyes were still twinkling.

"Mister Malfoy, Draco, you have made a very wise decision. Your request for protection will be granted," Dumbledore paused and his twinkling eyes became stern, "However, there will be rules for you to follow.

Draco nodded. He was willing to do anything at this point.

"There is a house that is protected. You are to be quiet on the first floor. You are also to treat everyone in that house with respect. No name callings. And when it comes to young Mister Potter, you are not to ask any questions. You will be watched at all times and if we deem it necessary, we will question you under veritaserum. Understood?"

Draco nodded, not caring at all. If that was what was necessary for his protection, then once again, so be it.

Okay, I know this is like kinda short and all, but my chapters will get longer (and I can def. tell you that CH.2 is WAYYYY longer!!). This was just basically setting part of the foundation of the plot.

-DBD