𝗜𝗻𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁 | 𝗗.𝗠.

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"I love you, Draco"

"I love you, Y/n"

With that he went to his first drawer and got a small black box with a cute ribbon on top. "For you" he smiled at me.

I opened it and It was a ring. "You were—You were gonna propose to me?" I asked him. "Well, I was gonna, But you got me first—I bought this for your birthday but I cannot propose on a letter"

I smiled and kissed him. "Sorry I got you nothing" I apologized and wore the ring on the wedding finger.

"Having you is the best gift"

***

I didn't said goodbye, Let it be 'I love you, Draco'.

Let it be my last words for him, I hope not.
I hope those words are not the last words. I couldn't help but imagine our future. Our future with out kids.

We will have a daughter and a son. And we will live somewhere very far from this chaos. Though, it'll be over, I want peace.

I won't get tired waking up next to my angel.

"Oh my God! You're getting married?" Bexley asked, "I'm the girl who likes to ask things!"

"Wait—You asked him?" She looked at me and I gave her the upset look, "Doesn't matter! I'm so happy for you!" She exclaimed.

"Well, I'm also gonna ask you something" she looked at my ring before looking back to me. "Will you be my maid of honor?" I asked her.

And she said 'YES'.

Life is getting better. I hope my Parents would be here to walk me down the aisle. Or my uncle.

"I gotta tell you something too—since you were gone for fucking two days, I also have myself a boyfriend, Not new actually" we both laughed.

"Its—" I interrupted her.

"Zabini, I know. I can tell" she wrapped her arms around me.

Things are so much better here, Guess it's blessing in disguise, I lost someone and Now I have someone new, It's not like I'm replacing them but, I guess this is my life.

I hope I won't lose Draco. He won't marry that smelly fishy girl.

***

I haven't seen Draco lately, and I'm hoping he's alright. I just want to give him a hug and tell him everything's gonna be alright.

"Katie Bell was cursed, didn't you hear?"

"Malfoy's behind it!"

I heard two Gryffindor boys talking, I stopped walking and faced them. "What do you mean Malfoy's behind it?" I asked them.

"Said Harry Potter, Malfoy's been acting strange—" I interrupted the boy. "—And you believed him?" I asked.

This caused them to stand properly. "What's your name, Boy?" I asked. "Seamus Finnigan" he said as I turned to the other one who refused to look at me.

"And what about you?" I asked him. "Dean Thomas" I nodded and turned away, I stopped and turned around.

"For one last thing, Malfoy's not that bad!" I shouted and turned around. I continued walking and headed to my class.