When the lights go out [Malfoy x reader story]

A new place

When I open my eyes again, I can't tell whether I am still alive or not. The last thing I can remember is a bright light and my ear drums shacking at the sound of an explosion. A slim, curly haired woman with weirdly familiar eyes is leaning over, towards my face. "Do you think her brain is alright?" She asks someone else in the room. "Perhaps I don't know." The male voice speaks, it's a very hesistant tone. A little worried. "Who are you?" I ask and open my eyes completely. "Oh she's awake." The woman laughs. She doesn't seem sane, her eyes jump around quite a lot, while she giggles at whatever there is to giggle about. My hand is wrapped in a big bandage. "Do I still have all fingers?" I want to know panicking a little. "Yes. Do you remember anything?" A blond boy steps closer to my bed. I don't know who he is, but my heart jumps faster in my chest as I gaze his face. "No, not really, tell me, what is your name and what am I doing here?" His eyes widen at my words, he gasps for air. Should I remember him? And why was my heart beating so fast? "I am sorry, I barely remember anything, I just know that there was an explosion." "That's right." He tells me, then goes on to ask me a few redundant questions. About people who's names I had never heard before. All I want to know is where my parents and brother are. They don't seem to understand what I am saying. Also, they are British. "Where exactly are we?" I mumble, my hands shaking a little, from confusion and adrenalin. "In England?" I shout as I am given the answer. My head suddenly hurts. I hear someone, but there is no one else in the room. Brilliant, they must be kidding me. It must be some kind of prank. The curly haired woman suddenly leaves the room giggling and slurring some words I don't get. She doesn't seem drunk still she was a very weird way of moving her body. The blond boy sits besides me. He tries to take my hand, but I don't how I should feel about it. My body says yes, my hand almost acts on its own, but my head it full of fearful thoughts. He tells me his name, then he sighs for a second and stops speaking.

"Y/N, I know this will be hard for you now, but your parents won't be able to come here right now. But we will take good care of you, until you remember everything I will try to give you every information you need." His hand finally wraps around mine. I want to know more, I want to know where this voice I hear comes from. No two. There are two voices I hear. "What's our relationship?" I ask, my tone is very blunt, so I fear I could have caught him off guard. He could react annoyed or frustrated. "We used to date." "Used?" "I messed up." He gives me a bitter smile. Did he? I try to sit up and immediatly am helped by this boy. No he is a young man. How would I understand anything he feels right now, if I couldn't remember. "What did you do?" "I should have been there for you when you needed me, but I was selfish fool." He speaks wise for his age. The longer I look at him the more I feel like he has dead eyes, full of sorrow and pain, but I don't feel like I am in the position to ask any personal questions. I just know his name and what he himself told me a few seconds ago.  "That might be a very rude question, but do you perhaps have anything to eat?" Draco, his name is. Smiles at my words, as if he had waited for them. Did I eat a lot before my accident? Or did he remember a story of us? Or was I a picky eater? I hated not knowing what was going on. "I will go and prepare everything, there are some dresses in the wardrobe, if you feel like it, you can wear one." Then he gets up, very graceful, yet his movements seem to hurt him in every inch of his body. I clear my throat and the young male turns around once again. "Thank you." "What for?" "I guess everything, even though I can't remember it all yet." It would be weird if I told him that my heart felt attracted to him in some kind of unknown way, a way i couldn't describe even if my life was depending on it. It was as if my heart liked him more than I thought my heart could like someone, without having my head know them. I wondered how I got to England and where my parents were and my brother. I only remembered minor details of my past. My school in the US and me playing hide and seek with my brother. Every other thing was blurry, I couldn't wrap my head around it. It was as if my brain was kicking me out everytime I tried to remember. So I stop. After a few moments of just staring at a white wall I get up and walk towards the wardrobe when I hear a female voice. It's a kind voice. I spin around, but there is no one. The voice cries. Maybe it comes from a neighboring room? I shake my head a few times until I feel like I know that the voice comes from the right side of the room. Then I open the wardrobe. A few green and black dresses with a few blue highlights catch my eye. They are beautiful. I decide to wear a black one with a few green highlights, it looks very comfortable and pretty. It is also very long nearly reaching my ankle. The bandage on my hand makes me struggle a little while putting it on. There is a beauty table next to the door. I sit down and take the brush. Then I brush my hair and tie it up. I don't use any of the makeup on it. It seems too much for now. I could still wear it another day. Then I go out of the room. The halls look dull and bleak. Unlike my room the mansion generally looks a little sordid. My eyes wander around the hallway as I walk around without a clue where to go. Draco could have told me, because even if I had ever been here I wouldn't remember now. "Hello? Is someone here?" I ask when I hear a voice again. I must have gone insane, hearing voices where no people are. "It is not funny anymore, alright?" I add my voice fragile, like those of scared children. For a while I wander around because I don't dare to stop and look around, for some reason I feel like someone is following me. My wand!... I don't remember where I last had it. I would feel safer knowing where it was and having it with me. "Y/n here you are! I am sorry for a moment I forgot that you don't know where the dining room is." "It's fine, I am sorry for just wnadering around." He smiles at me and so do I. Then I take the arm he kindly offers me. He is shivering. "Are you perhaps cold?" I ask, looking at the slightly taller boy. "No, it's just- uh I am tired, I always freeze when I am tired." "Oh, I see I probably forgot, sorry." "Don't worry, let's get you some food now!" He guides me to the dining room in which a woman very similiar looking to him sit at the table, the curly haired woman next to her. "Y/n how are you feeling?" She asks me and I frown, in what relationship are we? "I'm good Miss." She laughs at my words as if I said something silly, then she introduces herself to me. She is Dracos mother. I don't remember her face at all. The only one I vaguely suppose to remember is the curly haired woman. Bellatrix. I don't know where we met, but for now she seems very nice. "Thanks for taking care of me." I say. "I hope I can somehow give something back to you." I add, hoping they would come up with an idea. "Oh yeah there is something you could do darling." Bellatrix says, her words sound kind this time, they aren't slurred. "Yes tell me please." "I came to hear that you are an incredible witch, so you could help us to get rid of some bad people who want to hurt us, when they find us." "Sure, but why are they searching for you?" I ask outmanned by my own curiosity. "Well, a long time ago, they decided to fight for the wrong side and now they want to get back at us for choosing the right side." I struggle to believe that people this bad are out there. I want to help and if that is a way I can make up for being saved I will surely do it. I feel Dracos long fingers on my shoulder. I try to imagine what he thinks right now, when it hits me like a rock. He is scared about me, that's what my brain tells me. The voices. I am a little scared by them. Have I always had those or was this a side effect of the explosion. The explosion I don't remember anything about. "But I need my wand." I tell Bellatrix. She smiles at me. We probably met before, we must have been very friendly around each other before, since she is extremely. Maybe she was a mentor of mine? Her smile gets bigger as she pulls a wand out of nowhere. It must be mine. I can sense it. She gets up and hands it to me. "Now, you should have some food." She snaps with her fingers and food appears on the table. Soup and meat, mashed potatoes and wine. "Am I allowed to have wine?" I ask and she just nods. I can't remember drinking any wine ever, but it tastes good. A little sweet, at the same time sour. Draco takes place next to me, while we sit across from his mum and Bellatrix. I feel good around them, right now I feel safe. "Thank you for keeping me safe again." I say and they both nod their heads, smiling. They look a little bit alike. "If there is anything I can do, let me know. Just tell me I will help out where ever I can." I repeat my words over and over again not knowing what else to say, until Bellatrix lifts her glass. "A toast," Bellatrix starts "To our new member and hopefully your daughter in law Narcissa." She says, I try to pull myself together and not cough at those sudden words. I nod my head and smile, thanking her. Then we have the meal, it is mostly the two older women speaking, Draco just replies to a few questions, moving his food from one side of the plate to the other.