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❝ Isobel ❞

~mention of death~
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Draco have been struggling to teach me Occlumency for the past two weeks, but it always ends up with him getting inside my head and I can tell he's starting to get frustrated with me.

"I need a break Draco, I'm exhausted."

"You're not resting until we're done."

"I can't! I'm never going to learn anyways, so what's the point?"

"Then try harder!"

He have seen all of my memories, everything, even the ones I've tried so hard to hide from everyone.

"You've seen it all, why do you keep pushing? We both know by now it's no use, it's just a waist of time." I got up and was about to walk to the door when he grabbed my arm, I tried to pull away but he just hold onto me harder.

"You're hurting me Draco— let me go!"

Before I even understood what was happening he tried to get inside my head again, but this time I was pissed and something snapped inside of me, instead of him getting inside my head, I was inside his.

~ Dracos memory ~

I was standing in the room of requirement, I saw a young Draco standing in-front of a large dark cabinet, the door opened up and dark smoke came out from the cabinet. The smoke turned into people— death eaters to be exact.

One of them, a witch with long, black, curly hair walk towards Draco with a wicked grin on her face, "well done Draco, I didn't think you would be able to fix it, the Dark Lord will be very pleased with you, if you finish the last task."

They started walking the halls, all students were sleeping, they walked up to the astronomy tower, I followed them, scared of what his last task was, but I couldn't stop myself.

We arrived at the astronomy tower, the death eaters was right under, waiting for Draco to be done I guess. Since no one could see me I walked up to Draco, who now stood in-front of an old man with long with beard and hair, I've seen his portrait in the headmistress office, I think he's name is Dumbledore, Draco had his wand out.

The old man was just going to take his out, but Draco disarmed his, "Draco, you're not this person, you're not like them."

"You don't know me, this is who I am, he choose me, and I'm doing this for myself."

The old man just shook his head, "no Draco, you're doing this for your father, because he couldn't find the one thing the Dark Lord asked for, do you know what he will do when you have killed me?"

When he had done what?

"He's going to kill Harry, I know you're not friends, but can you really live with the fact that you're the one helping him kill so many innocent people?"

He didn't answer, I could see a tear roll down his cheek, he didn't want to do this.

"I'm doing this for her. He swore he would spare the life of his daughter and her mother, I can't let him kill an innocent girl, I'm sorry."

Was he talking about me? I'm so confused right now.

"Avada Kedavra!" A green light from Dracos wand hit the old man and he fell from the tower.