Harry
It's been five years since I've been in Azkaban. They sent me here for a crime I didn't commit.
-flashback-
"I, Cornelius Fudge, minister of magic, hereby sentence you, Harry James Potter to life in Azkaban for the deaths of four children, seventeen woman, and twelve men, all of which are either muggles or muggleborns." He looks down at me in disgust, I notice my so called friends trying not to smile. I see the white blond hair of Draco Malfoy. Why's he here? To see me suffer? Or does he believe me?
Then they dragged me out kicking and screaming.
-flashback end-
The sight of Draco Malfoy at my trial scares me. The thought of the boy who was suppose to hate me, believing me.
Dementors seem to like hanging around my cell. They seem curious as to how I'm not insane, how I'm still able to use magic, no one has done wand less magic in thousands of years much less in a warded cell. What they don't know is that since my life was never good, I have not many happy memories. They don't effect me much anymore. It doesn't help that I came into my inheritance while in the cell. My seventeenth was a few days ago, I know because I'm still aching all over. My magic has grown. It's like I've got accidental magic again. If I panic or get scared thing smash, the prison shakes, the prisoners grown silent. I've heard the prisoners saying that I have inherited Merlins powers, that I'm his only heir. Some are questioning weather or not I am a child of James and Lily Potter, they don't have bloodlines attached to Merlin. I hear guards running towards my cell from both ends of the corridor. The door opens and guards come towards me. I scramble back. They grab my arms.
"No!" I shout as they pull me out of the cell. "No!" I scream and the tower shakes.
"Harry, stop-" a guard says.
"No! No!" I scream trying to pull back.
"Mr Potter!" A familiar voice shouts. "Stop this silly nonsense."
"No!" My magic spikes causing the tower to shake.
"You're being released!" Another voice shouts. I shove my feet to the ground.
"I don't want to be released into a world of traitors, who have betrayed and hurt me! You all can fall under Tom's power for all I care!" The guards pull me forwards. I'm pushed forwards, pushed out of the place I've called home for the past five years. I screw my eyes shut as the port key me out. I land in a heap on the ground and I hear someone snicker. I open my eyes and they flash, the person trip and I get to my feet. I look around in distaste and I see the traitors. I look directly at Severus Snape.
"I will only speak with Draco Malfoy." I say before walking out of the room and down into the cells.
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The door at the top of the stairs. I look up and I see Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy.
"Why does he only want to speak to me?" I hear Draco question as they walk down the stairs.
"Maybe because he's calling the others traitors." Severus suggests.
"Or because you're the only one who didn't find me guilty."
They look up and stare at me. I'm still in my prison uniform, my hair comes past my shoulders, blazing green eyes, pale white skin. I lean back on the wall behind me and cross my arms. Draco walks forwards and grabs my hand. I look up at him and I notice his face set in angry yet protective. I tilt my head and nod. I lean against him and sigh soaking in the human contact. I look up at his sharp features. I reach up and touch his jaw.
"I'll leave you two alone, the others will be back soon, so try be quick." With that Severus Snape leaves me in the arms of his godson.
"Why would you want me? A death eater?" He asks as he carefully leads me to a cell bed.
"You're not one by choice, I know that, I saw Tom force you into it." I pause as he lays me down and sits on the edge of the bed. "You didn't look at me as though I was guilty, your the only one who believed me." I whisper the last part and my magic sparks causing the cells to light up. "Sorry." I mumble as Draco covers his eyes. He turns to me and smiles.
"It's fine. Apparently you nearly shook Azkaban down, according to Severus when he came to pick you up." I shrug as I stretch out on the cell bed.
"I came into my inheritance, apparently I might not even be a child of James and Lily Potter because I have Merlin's powers and everyone knows Merlin didn't have any children." Draco stares at me for a while before he stands. I grab his hand as my eyes droop. "Thanks Draco, for believing in me." My eyes close as I drift to sleep.
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I wake to shouting which isn't unusual. What is unusual is that it is very far away. I open my eyes and I blink. I notice I'm not even in the cells. I frown as I notice I'm not even in my uniform, I'm only in a pair of bright red boxers. I screw my nose up in disgust of someone changing me. I walk over to the set of draws and I notice the four house colours. I pull out a pair of Slytherin green briefs and I tug off the red boxers. I look in the mirror as I pull on the briefs and I notice they haven't touched my hair or my face. I rub my face as I walk out of the the bedroom and to the bathroom. I wash and shave my face, I wash and dry my hair. I walk out of the bathroom and down the stairs to the kitchen not really caring that I'm only in some, admittedly tight, briefs. The arguing is louder as I pass the dinning hall and into the next room, the kitchen. I take a mug of coffee off a tray and sip it, not noticing the bitter taste. I walk around the house elves as I walk to the fridge and open it. I take out the chocolate cake that someone(Molly probably) spent hours making, and a carton of milk. I walk to the cupboard and pull out a box of chocolate cereal. I walk out of the kitchen as someone bursts in through . I walk down to the cells and sit on one of the beds. I hear chains rattle and I make a light in my hand. I see Draco sitting against the wall opposite me and I walk over. I unlock the cell and he looks up. He smiles as he sees me. I unlock the chains and I help him over to the opposite cell. I sit him on the bed and I sit beside him. He ends up sleeping with his head on my lap as I eat cereal out of the bag. I run my hand through his snow coloured hair and he sighs in his sleep.
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I've finished the cereal and milk and I'm onto the cake when the dungeon door slams open. Draco jerks but remains laying with his head on my lap. My fingers playing with his hair. I swipe another bit of icing off the cake and put it in my mouth. A light flashes over Draco's old cell and I hear a squeak.
"He's not here!" I hear a girl- Ginny- say.
"What?!" Her brother - Ronald- shouts. Draco whimpers and I pet his hair.
"Ron-" Hermione says as she looks over at me and Draco.
"No Hermione how did he escape?!"
"Ron! If you actually listened for once!" And the arguing begins. I stand quietly and I lift Draco in my arms. I walk out of the cells and up the stairs. I open the door and close it quietly behind me. I carry Draco down the hall and out the back to the gardens. I sit against a tree and sit Draco between my legs. He rolls on his side as I close my eyes. I hold his hand as my body relaxes.
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I wake up in an eerie silence but I keep my eyes shut. Draco jerks from under my arm and on top of my torso. He sits up and I hear chains rattle. Draco trembles and turns to look at me and our still connected hands. I squeeze his hand and he squeezes back. I look up and I see some of the Order coming towards us. We're still outside but out wrists are chained together. I burn the cuff off our wrists and I push Draco forwards. He stands and I get up behind him. I glare at the Order members and they stop. Dumbledore moves forwards and tries to stare me down. Draco shifts uncomfortably and someone from the Order clears their throat. Dumbledore turns and I enter his mind. He freezes and turns back to me. I watch memory after memory before someone hits me, breaking my concentration. I blink and I see Ronald, his fist clenched, breathing heavily. I kick his knee before punching him hard. The adults freeze as he hits the ground hard, groaning and holding his nose. Someone grabs my arm and I turn. Draco shakes his head and pulls me away.
"You didn't need to do that." He says as he pulls me to the house.
"They didn't need to throw me in Azkaban." I say and he nods before pushing me ahead of him, shutting the door. I see Sirius and Remus sitting at the table and Molly by the window.
"Harry-" Sirius begins and I glare at him.
