The Death Of Both Worlds (A Draco Malfoy & Neville Longbottom Fanfiction)

Chapter 30: Sign Of The Times

Delilah's pov: I couldn't bare the thought that my mom, the only family I've got, is...gone. I felt as if the world spun around me as the panic was eating me alive. Shocked and distressed, I slowly walk to my room. It was like...the only thing I could hear was these deep howls, as if I was under water. Blaise's voice echoed from behind me as I was making my way outside without even looking back. All I caught was "Where are you going" and "Calm down guys" and "Oh my god". I even felt Draco tapping me on the shoulder. "Delilah, what happened? Delilah please I'm getting worried." But I just ignored him. Blaise pulled him aside and telling him everything. He tried to stop me from being alone...he grabbed my hand to prevent me from doing something stupid by myself. "Out of my way Draco. please." I begged silently, trying so hard to pull myself together. "Okay..." Draco replied, putting a caring hand on my shoulder.
I was dragging myself upstairs, one foot after another, it almost felt impossible. My lungs were burning with adrenaline, and fire some reason I couldn't utter a single word. Not even a single tear. It felt like forever, but I finally reached my room. I locked the door behind me before anyone could reach me, and I twirled around the room. I hear loud knocking on my door, and a familiar voice....It was....Neville. I heard his muffled voice scream my name through the door. "Delilah!!! Open up, you shouldn't be alone!!!" He begged. I couldn't speak, not even a single reasonable word except for "NO" and "GO AWAY." After like 15 minutes of panicking, He said "I'm coming in! Open this door or I'm breaking it I swear to God!!!Delilah!!!! Are you okay????" He yelled out. I could also hear Tracey crying and begging Neville to break the door. I had my hands on my head, panting so hard my lungs could barely handle it. My heart nearly bursted out of my chest. There was alot of voices around me...It was like I was disconnected from reality. And on the count of three, Neville and Blaise came crashing through the door. The three if them looked at me, their eyes wide and worried. I could see Tracey in the back, putting her hands on her red face and sobbing. "Wha-what are you doing here?" I shivered. "Delilah....we just want you to know that whatever happens, you will never be alone. Everything with be alright....okay?" Neville said softly, slowly approaching me and placing a gentle hand on my shoulder. But I pushed his hand away aggressively. He backed away. "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT ALL THAT SHIT WASN'T TRUE AND I KNOW IT....its not true..." I panicked. "Delilah...it was...it was a yellow envelope....she's gone" Blaise said as his voice was breaking. "WHO CARES ABOUT SOME STUPID ENVELOPE??!?!?!??! SO IT WAS YELLOW. SO WHAT. SO. FUCKING. WHAAATTT." I screamed. "YELLOW WAS HER FAVOURITE COLOR ANYWAYS....she used to tie up my hair in pretty little yellow bows and wrap sunflowers to my pocket...." I cried.
"Delilah....she's really gone.." Tracey cried. "NO. NOOOOO. NO NO NO NOOOOOOOO." I screamed, throwing off all my stuff from the top shelf. "TRACEY CALM DOWN!" Neville screamed with a worried look.
"AHAHHAHAHAH!!!!CALM DOWN? Really Neville? WELL HOW ABOUT YOU TRY TO CALM THE FUCK DOWN WHEN YOUR ONLY FAMILY JUST DIES AND LEAVES YOU WITH A SHITTY FATHER FIGURE THAT BEATS YOU ALL THE FUCKING TIME!!! You know what? SHE WASN'T THERE WHEN I HANDLED ALL HIS SHIT!!! SHE WASNT THERE WHEN I USED TO HIDE IN MY CLOSET SO THAT HE WOULDN'T COME DOWN AND ALMOST KILL ME!!! She left me when I was a FUCKING KID to go work."
"No, no don't say that Del-" Tracey begged.
"AND WHY SHOULDN'T I TRACEY? HUH? WHY SHOULDN'T I WHEN....She left me for good. WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE NOW HUH MOM??!!!" I yelled, looking up at the sky. "YOU DIDN'T EVEN KNOW ABOUT ME GOING TO HOGWARTS! NOT THAT YOU WOULDN'T CARE ANYWAYS!!!...You left me alone in this world...You were the only family I had, mom. The ONLY one. Did you have to go with Dad too? At least one of you should stay...Please don't leave me...please..." I shattered to the ground, balling my eyes out as the world spun around me. "Delilah i beg you to calm down..." Neville begged as tears bottled up his eyes. "GET AWAY...get away...this is all a LIE!" I cried, pushing Neville's chest repeatedly as he handled it all. Then my punches got weaker and weaker...and turned into a tight hug. I felt Neville grab me and hugged me even harder. "WHY DOES EVERYONE HAVE TO DIE...WHAT DOES EVERYONE HAVE TO LEAVE ME??!!!! I can't..." I cried, crippling down like a premature fetus, or a bundle of dead leaves on a dry autumn. But...I felt Neville's tears hit my face, like a drop of cold water hits a warm desert. I cried even harder.
"We are your family now. We will always be there for you no matter what. We promise, Delilah."Blaise cried.
"Yeah! I never had a sister, and you living with me was the best thing to ever happen to me. You made me feel safe again after my brother died. The least I could do is make you feel the same. I love you so much, Del." Tracey smiled through her tears. "Hey Delilah, look at me, okay" Neville said, cupping my face. "If that son of a bitch step father doesn't treat you like family, then we will we more than glad to be your family. All of us. I am ready to go through hell if that is the price I have to pay to make you feel safe and loved."
All I felt in that moment was screaming...I wanted to scream so loud and hard I could even vomit.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH" I cried with all my energy. And I wasn't the only one crying that day.
The next morning, all the wizarding families were invited to the funeral. It was in the local cemetery in The Leaky Cauldron. It was quite snowy, so I wore a black coat with a black beany. Tracey held my hand the entire trip down to the funeral. We were sat in the train, and I watched as the frost spread all over my cold glass window. I didn't have my gloves on, so Tracey rubbed my hands against her scarf the entire time. We reached our destination, and there was a crowd of people gathered around a new shiny tomb stone covered in snow. It was hard to digest the fact that it read:

Maria Pritchett
1961 - 1997

Wow, she really is gone. I didn't even try to squeeze myself through the crowd, I just stood a little bit behind as I watched my mother's body being descended down the deep dark grave. I have never seen anything more...painful. As the priest was saying some vows, and between all the people covered in black coats, I see my stepdad, smoking his cigar and scratching his crusty beard. He had his head facing the grave with a frown on his face. Then his head slowly ascended  up, and my eyes met his. He kept scooching through the crowd to reach me. That stare sent shivers down my spine. I pushed myself out of the crowd as hard as I could, but he managed to grab my arm tightly and drag me under a tree. "What are you doing here?" He whispered angrily. "What the fuck are you talking about, she's my mom! Now let go of me!" I shrugged, trying to free myself from his grip. But it was just even tighter. "Did you really think you would go off to Hogwarts like that and I wouldn't notice? Rubbish!" He scoffed.
"Wait, how do you know where I live? I asked. "Some weird guys told me that u go to school there. Delilah Pritchett going to school? Haven't seen that in a while." He mocked. I pushed his hand away and said, "Yes....and from now on what I do with my life is none of your fucking business. Go back to my basement were you belong."
"FUCK YOU DELILAH" He growled, raising his hand up and ready to slap me. "Is there a problem, mister?" Neville came in, standing between us as he blocked my stepfather's arm.
"Who the fuck are you supposed to be?" My stepdad scoffed. "Not that it matters but, I care too much about this girl to let someone like you lay a finger on her." Neville replied. "Charming indeed." My stepfather mocked, sucking on his thick cigar and blowing on our faces. He turns to me, grabs my arm, and says,
"Listen there, you little minx, I don't know where the fuck have you been for the past 2 years, nor do I care. But just know, that Maria had no interest in knowing where you were as well. So don't even think for a second that we are supposed to pay our respects to you. I'm her husband after all. You can go play hide and seek with your little friends. But lemme tell you this.... you never even looked like your mother. Every time she looked at you, you brought her so much pain because of how mush you reminded her of you father. If anything, you should be blaming yourself...." He then let go of me and left....I was left there, with tears gushing down my eyes. Then, i felt a soft hand hug me. "Dont listen to him, Delilah....none of this was your fault....your mother did love you. All he does was lie anyways." Neville said with a comforting tone. My friends kissed me goodbye as I waited for everyone else to leave. And there I was, Just me, my mom, and the snow.....
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How will Delilah say her last words to her mother? Is she really alone after all? Find out in the next chapter....