COMPLETED! Opposites Attract I Draco Malfoy x Reader II Madeleine Van Alen

Chapter 35

I could sense it. He was coming. Harry would eventually need to face Voldemort, and Hogwarts seemed like the obvious place that it would take place. I didn't know if that would decide my death or not, and of Draco's, but I'd sacrifice everything...everything, for them.

The Army knew it too, they could sense it as well.

He was here. With a crash of Bellatrix's curse, the windows shattered. I heard his voice, Voldemort's. "Give me Harry Potter, and none shall be harmed. You have until midnight."

Then that dreadful Pansy Parkinson yelled, "But he's there, Potter's over there! Someone grab him!"
I could feel my blood boiling, as I wanted to kill that snitch right then and there.

Before I could do anything, I ran. I ran as fast as I could, away. I couldn't bear to see the death of my friends. All of the students were heading to their houses, while I saw Harry going upstairs. It was unevitable, they were going to die. It was impossible to end this battle, only Harry could. And all he wanted to do was make sure no one was hurt. He only wanted to protect, but he couldn't.

"Stop running, Van Alen. Is that all you do? Run? From me, from Harry, from the Dark Lord? Coward." I heard Draco's imaginary voice inside my head. Ugh. Even when he wasn't with me, I could hear his teasing voice. And no, I did not want to run. But what could I do but flee? To kill, or to protect and be killed?

Then I stopped in my tracks. Where would he go? Somewhere...safe. Draco was like me. Scared to face Harry...Me. Scared to betray his father. Torn between two sides. And that was that.

The only place I could think of was none other than the Room of Requirement. I passed by hoardes of students, panicking third-years, and seventh-years like me trying to keep calm. I bolted to the door, for I needed it more than ever right now. "I need to find Draco Malfoy." I said. I pleaded.

Then it had appeared, and to my surprise, it wasn't Draco who was in the room, it was in fact, Ron.

"Blimey, Madeleine!" Ron exclaimed.

Before I could stop myself, I ran up and gave him a big hug. I had missed him. "Ron! Oh Merlin, thank you. You're safe!" I exclaimed as Hermione came into view. "Hermione! You too! I thought you had died..."

"Madeleine?" an all-too-familiar voice called out.

"Harry..." I murmered. "Oh Harry. I'm so sorry."

He enclosed me in one of his hugs, "Don't be. It was never your choice."

"But I was a coward. I should have died to protect you."

"No! You never hurt me, you just made me think you were one of them."

"But we don't have much time! Find the horcrux!" I shouted.

Deeper and deeper into the labyrinth we went, looking for objects I had recognized from my previous trips into the room. There it was, right ahead, the blistered old cupboard in which Harry had hidden his old Potions book, and on top of it, the pockmarked stone warlock wearing a dusty old wig and what looked like an ancient, discolored tiara.

"Harry, the tiara!" I yelled as he went for it.

Harry had already stretched out his hand, though he remained ten feet away, when a voice behind him said, "Hold it, Potter."

He skidded to a halt and turned around. Crabbe and Goyle were standing behind him, shoulder to shoulder, wands pointing right at Harry. Through the small space between their jeering faces we saw Draco Malfoy.

"Draco..." I whispered. There he was, looking at me, and back to Harry, as if deciding who to choose. I didn't speak another word to him. I was awestruck.