They are only using us. /Draco Malfoy/

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Y/N SALVATORE POV

"May we talk in a little more private?" Professor Dumbledore requested.

Draco nodded and opened the door for the old man. Dumbledore walked in first while I and Draco followed.

"Is something wrong?" Draco asked.

"Well, yes. I'm here to deliver heavy news." Dumbledore started.

"Is it about Y/n?" Draco asked.

"Yes. We have reasons to believe that she could be dead." Dumbledore informed.

Draco widened his eyes and they turned a little red.

"There is an upside to this," Dumbledore added.

"How could there possibly be an upside?" Draco choked out.

"Well, there's a chance she'll come back. People in her early bloodline have a habit of doing that." Dumbledore cooed. "It's something I would look forward to if she really does love you."

What was that supposed to mean? What early bloodline. My family has always inherited the Salvatore surname and there were no secrets.

My father married a Rowena, his father married a Calvin, and his, a Jackson, then Mikaelson, Reverie, Gilbert, and so on. Affairs were unacceptable and if exposed, all involved would be killed. All my relatives are dead and none of them had anything special.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Draco puzzled.

"Well...let's just say it's not all over." He ended. "Now if you don't mind, I have someplace to be."

Dumbledore said his goodbyes and left. Draco checked to make sure he was 100 percent gone and closed the door.

"What was he talking about?" Draco asked.

"Don't ask me. I'm just as confused as you are." I replied. "Do you think he saw me? Do you that that's what he meant."

"What wouldn't explain the bloodline part." He commented.

"Hey, do you think there are things in the library about my past relatives?" I suggested.

"Perhaps. But you aren't going anywhere." Draco cooed.

"Really? I've been cooed up in a cell for a month and now you want me to stay cooped in another room?" I groaned.

"At least this place is bigger and much more comfortable." He chimed.

"Please. For just one hour." I pleaded.

"No," Draco answered.

"30 minutes." I tried again.

"No Y/n, besides, I thought you promised me you would stay in this morning." He pointed out.

"Did I? I don't remember promising anything specific. All I remember was saying 'I promise'." I mocked.

Draco frowned and started to walk towards me.

"Ok, ok." I squealed and ran to the bed.

Draco followed so I jumped off the bed and ran to the opposite side of the room.

"Why are you running away?" Draco cooed with that smirk.

"I'm not running away, you're chasing me." I giggled out.

"And you seem to be enjoying this." He chuckled as he started to walk towards me again.

As he got closer, I started to run away to the opposite side of the room.