Mr Loverman: a Draco Malfoy Fanfic

Chapter 44

Draco crouching, kept quite silent for a moment, then asked, "what happened to his face?"

"Yeah, what happened to his face?" Demanded Lucius.

Bellatrix too immersed in the excitement of the prospect to be redeemed to the Dark Lord.

"Y/n sweetheart, you need to get out of here" whispered Narcissa in her ear.

"Huh?" She mumbled back.

"Follow me" she said simply.

She spared a last look at Draco, with an attempt to a reassuring smile, and followed Narcissa out of the room.
Nobody questioned.

She guided her through the back door and out into the backyard.

"Follow the path to the edge, there's a hidden passage out of the manor, where you'll be able to disapparate" said Narcissa pointing her the right direction.

"Right. I - thank you Mrs. Malfoy" said Y/n awkwardly.

"Sweet girl, go, I'll let Draco know you left safely"

Y/n made her way as fast as she managed without breaking into a run.

Then a scream that filled the air made her stop dead in her tracks.
Her heart was thumping fast on her throat.
Her eyes unfocused. She was thinking fast. She was nearly at the gates. She could simply leave...

"Why am I doing this?" She asked herself, as in a graceful spin, she turned back into the manor.

Silently and cursing herself, she walked back inside. Hoping against hope that all were back in the hall, she went further in.

Then suddenly, a pair of arms grabbed her and a hand covered her mouth. An only too familiar ring pressed against her warm skin. "Stop" he whispered nearly inaudible.

She nodded and turned. His face was paler and so waxy, but somehow determined. "Bellatrix has Hermione but the rest are in here" he whispered, steering her towards a steep stone step hidden by shadows she had not noticed before.

She silently followed.

" you cannot apparate or disapparate in there, but your house elf can, and she can take them and you with her" he whispered finally, before opening the gates.

He was slowly turning away, but she seized the chance and tugged him back to her. Pressing a soft kiss against his lips. Then without looking at him, turned to get inside the gates.

There was something odd. It was apparently empty. "Potter?" She whispered to the place.
Sudden movement by her back made her reflects act fast and she pointer her wand at both.

"Shh" she hissed.
"I don't know what on earth you did to the rest but I'm going to take you out of here" she continued as silently as she could.

"We've already got a plan!" Snapped Ron.

"Look mate I know you hate me and think I'm evil and shit, but I got a house elf that can take us out of here unnoticed, so you can finish your quest and whatnot"

"Why are you here?" Asked Potter.

"Bloody Gryffindors" she snapped.

And then she heard it. Someone was coming their way. She could not risk calling Dipsy yet, Harry and Ron were too far from her to leave by side Apparition.

"Stand back! I'm coming in!" Called a wheezing voice.

She ran towards the wall besides Potter.

A small balding man came in, and at once Ron and Harry threw themselves cover him and began a silent wrestling. Soon, Y/n threw his wand arm down and signaled Ron to take it.

"You owe me your life Wormtail!" Called Harry.

Then, before their very eyes, what looked like a magnificent silver glove began choking the man. His own arm?

She stood transfixed at the sight, until he gave a last twitch and fell unmistakably dead to the floor.

She looked up to both boys whose eyes reflected the impression.

They rapidly turned and sprinted out of the cellar, she followed closely.

The following sight made all blood and color drop form her body.

Sprawled on the floor, lay Hermione. The hem of her sleeve tore open, and cut in her flesh, the word mudblood.

A little farther, stood a goblin examining the sword. Bellatrix over him bellowing for truth.

And to her left, in a huddled mass, Narcissa and Draco. He had noticed them, but stood quite silent. His eyes filled with panic at her sight.
She shook her head, motioning him not to acknowledge them.
But too late.
Ron had launched himself into view to stop Greyback to get to Hermione, Harry right behind. Yet Bellatrix was quicker. She reached for the girl and positioned a silver dagger to her throat.

Y/n still silent and hidden. She felt pure panic flood her body. Then a clank from above, and a thousand glass shards from the magnificent chandelier crashing down showered them all.

An elf had appeared and disarmed Bellatrix.

Y/n had risen and walked towards Potter and the Goblin.

Harry had disarmed Draco. And the Elf handed them the wand held by Bellatrix.
"You filth! How dare you disarm a witch! How dare you defy your masters!" Screeched Bellatrix. Suddenly realizing her presence. "Pity, though you knew better than your treacherous parents".

Realization poured over her like a bucket of ice. Her family had been hostages too. Here. And Narcissa did not want her to know. To see. Nor did Draco. She felt like she'd been hit in the face with an awakening slap.
Momentarily deaf to her surroundings, her eyes met Draco's, but for the first time, they flashed with anger white hot towards the drowning grey.

She turned and grasped Harry Potters arm and disapparated on the spot. The last she saw was a blade flying towards them all.

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An engulfing darkness and near suffocating, and snap. They stood in what looked like a lonely beach.

She did not wait for the rest to move. She noticed figures moving towards them. She walked to them, soon realizing it was Bill and Fleur Weasley. She flashed them a smile as the latter signaled her to the cottage not far beyond. Y/n nodded and walked towards it.
More people seemed to be inside.

"Mi corazón?"