The lost one

Prologue

"Victoria, you have to run."

"I won't leave you, I won't-"

"Baby..."

My eyes start watering, and I scream in my head, I scream so loud that I might collapse. I can't lose her. I just can't. I grab her wrist and I decide, I'm not letting her go. She understands what I'm doing. Her eyes fill with tenderness and sadness.

"As stubborn and courageous as her father" she mutters for herself. "I love you, so much. I'm so proud of the person you've become. So strong, so kind-hearted, so empathetic, I-" her voice shakes. "Never forget who you are, baby. I'm so sorry."

"I love you too mom, but why are you sorry-"

I black out.

I wake up with a scream, shaky. I feel this well-known heartache take hold of my body. I run to the bathroom and throw-up.

Why the fuck do I have to dream about this every night. It's been three month. That makes about... 90 nights dreaming about this and throwing up. I feel like I'm falling apart and I can't even do anything about it, I'm just watching myself falling, dying, and I can't do anything about it, because deep down that's maybe what I want. Or maybe I'm too tired to fight. Or maybe both. I notice tears have started to fall out of my eyes. I try to cry silently, I don't want to wake them up, they're already so worried about me. Unfortunately, I hear someone knocking on the bathroom's door.

"You made that bad dream again?" asks my grandmother.

I wish that's all it was- a bad dream. But it's my damn fucking life, that I see again and again.

"Can I come in?" she asks, gently.

"Yes"

She sits on the bathroom's floor and says nothing. She grabs my hand and squeezes it. She gives me a smile. And for some reason that's all I needed. I still have her. I'm falling apart and she's the one who collects the pieces and glues them together, every single time. She's the one who's keeping me alive even though I gave up.

"Do you still miss her, grandma? You look... so peaceful."

She glances at me with a smile and puts her hand on her heart.

"You know, Victoria, I see her through you. You are exactly like her. I lost a daughter and now I have another one. Taking care of you, spending time with you, it's like she's still living. And it reminds me of how much she loved you, like I loved her. And how much she wanted you to have a better life than that. Seeing you like this, it's- it's like I'm losing her again, except now I can do something about it."

She's right. I'm the last bit of my mother on this earth and I need to show it to the world. I need to use her courage and kindness to help others. I need to live. She gave up her life for me, I can't spend mine in my room, staring at the wall.

"I-I think I want to go back to school."

"Your grandpa and I already registered you. At Hogwarts. It's a great school, you'll see." My grandma smiles at me and puts her hand on my cheek. I close my eyes, remembering when my mom used to do that.

"Don't worry, I already know some people there. The Weasley's and the Chang's... I'll be alright." I say more to myself than to her.

"We'll miss you so much, you have to promise to write to us!"

"I promise."

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Hi guys! So, the story will be kind of a slow burn at the beginning, cause I don't like love at first sight and all this shit (lmao) so don't be mad at me if there's not a lot of Draco at the beginning, HE'S COMING AND HE'S HOT. Also, my first language is french, so I might do some little mistakes, if they're too important, feel free to correct me, but be understanding please guys :)) I'm planning on writing a chapter every 2 or 3 days so it won't be too long to have the other chapters, don't worry about it. Okay bye <3 <3 <3