Poisoned Love

Chapter 5

A/N Hello loves! I have missed you all so much :)

Thank you all for being so patient with me. I am back and I will do my best to keep you all updated <3

Jumping right back into it:

--Y/n's perspective--

What the fuck just happened. 

I think I have been standing here for at least an hour.

It's now dark out, my limbs are numb and I am freezing.

Harry did not come back. He hasn't returned to explain what he is saying, and tell me that it's all just some dumb joke that him and a bunch of others are playing.

I remember Professor Lupin told us to never be out by ourselves at night; 1. because it's "against the rules". 2. it's dangerous and there are many creatures and sometimes dementors lurking, and 3. if we are not trained fully in defence, we can get ourselves hurt.

I am still rooted to this spot. The tears have finally stopped though. 

....oh Hermione is going to have so many questions I realize. 

I am not ready to talk about anything to anyone yet so I draped the heating charm over myself and illuminated my wand. I let my feet carry me away from the lake towards the forest and Hagrid's house, but soon thought better of it. 'I'm not going to bother Hagrid with my problems since it seems pretty late'... 'I am also not going to go into the forest because I can't protect myself without help'. I stopped and sat down closer to the castle but out of view from anyone else, and stared at the sky for a bit just to think about things and prepare myself for the interrogation Hermione was definitely preparing. I keep contemplating talking to my brother about my problems... but how would he react to me and Malfoy? Not only that, I remember him acting strange and secretive from yesterday by the hospital wing... so maybe that's not the best idea either. 

Something moved behind the tree ahead of me, disrupting my thoughts and activating my reflexes. I jumped up so fast I made myself dizzy.

'Okay. calm down y/n. All it was, was a little bit of movement. Nobody is there. Do not look back, put your head down, and start walking back into the castle'. I repeat to myself while walking back trying not to panic. I can't help but be dramatic and think about all the different things it could be and how each one could attack me. 

Just as I was thinking the worst. It happened. 

The air went cold and suddenly the yard was dead silent. It was creepy and I felt the familiar sensation as though I would never feel happiness again. I watched the grass freeze over, and the trees start wilting just as I broke into a run. 

'stupid'. 

They are so fast. 'this is my fault. I should have left Harry alone in the first place and none of this would have happened.' 

I tripped over a rock and I'm pretty sure I twisted my ankle. 

'I am going to die here and everyone is asleep, so nobody can help me.'

'brilliant'.

"Get away from her." an unexpected, but familiar voice called out. 

"y/n, make your way over to me. I can handle it." he added.

I started crawling over to Draco; my unexpected saviour. But to my dismay, I realized he doesn't know how to fight a dementor. 

I started wracking my brain for the spell because I do remember Harry mentioning it to me a few times, I even watched him preform it once or twice. 'Merlin y/n. THINK!'

'Draco and I are not going to die this way' ... 'God how would that look? Draco and I sprawled on the grass together with our souls sucked out.' The thought made me giggle like a child since apparently this is how I react in deathly situations without Harry by my side. 

This brought me back to reality and I watched Draco throw a couple stunning jinx at it, but I could see his hope fading... Then it hit me. I remembered the spell.

"Draco! You have to preform the patronus charm!" I yelled to him. "You have to think of your happiest memory, and say the words ''expecto patronum'. Try to conjure your patronus". 

I felt guilty because I should be able to do this myself. I have never been able to properly produce any sort of patronus before, despite all my efforts and Harry's help. I should have at least learned all the defensive spells- especially with the "great Harry Potter. The boy who lived" as my best friend... or "used to be" best friend.  

It would be a miracle if Draco could preform it on his first try, especially with an actual dementor attacking us at the same time. I grabbed his free arm and reassured him the best I could. All the thoughts crowding my head were dark and I couldn't even muster up a small smile for him.

I squeezed his arm instead. I've never noticed how brave he can be behind his asshole mask. 

He looked at me before muttering the patronus charm to himself a couple times with his eyes closed. After a moment he looked right at the dementor and yelled "EXPECTO PARTONUM!".