Dare - Draco Malfoy

A/E - Chapter 64: The end

Trigger Warning // 

Maeve: 

I feel the cold night's air hit my face as I rush up the forest, following Nott back into the castle, through the dungeons back door. As we reach the walls, he stops to regain his breath.

"Okay look at me. I need you promise me something." He stares at me. My face blank.

"You'll listen to me."

I part my lips to respond.

"If I tell you to stay close and not leave my side, you'll do it."

He stops, allowing his lungs fresh intakes of air.

"I won't be able to focus if I have to worry about you. Please. I promise we'll find him, but only if you listen" He ends.

I nod, not exactly sure I can promise that.

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The corridors are silent here. The heavy stone walls covering up most of the sounds of war. It's almost too silent now.

We move towards the stairs leading up to the min entrance hall where we were just a few moments ago. The noises are coming back now. Hell burning hot above our heads. Nott turns around. He can't bring himself to speak. But I nod.

We take the first step. Quickly going up the dark staircase. Hiding behind walls and statues, just anything that comes our way, slowly making our way between the remanences of destruction. The core of the war ahead.

We move further, my chest pounding with every explosions, every sound and yell of people around us.

I keep myself focused, still behind Nott. My wand slipping from my sweaty tight grip. I bring the other hand to my belly. I take a deep breath in.

"Let's go!" I prompt.

He follows, hurrying to keep up, pushing me behind me, his hand grabs mine. I jolt, his eyes find mine.

 "I said stay close"

An other explosion startles us. We buck behind the staircase now in the middle of the entrance hall, where death is spreading quickly. I keep walking, itching my eyes with the back of my hand. Dust has clouded everything. The night is dark and the only light comes from the  curses now wildly spread.

I bring my hand to my mouth, the ashes clogging my throat.

"GET DOWN!" Nott shouts, grabbing me once again and throwing me to the floor with him.

"Crucio" A croaking voice shouts.

My knees hit the floor as I feel him pulling me by the arm to get me close to him. A translucent bubble covers us both as a red jet of light tries to penetrate it. I close my eyes, covering my ears. I feel his body shaking.

But the red light stops. he waits before breaking the protective spell.

The attacker is now on the floor, unconscious. I stare down at him. My heart threatening to spill out of my mouth.

"Are you alright?" He asks, as I look back up.

But his voice becomes meaningless as in right in front of me, a few feet ahead, is him. 

"DRACO!"

 He's fighting two death eaters. He's weak. At my scream, Nott, not having seen him yet, turns around to scan the room. Soon enough he points his wand to one of the two attackers.

"Stupefy"

The spell hits one of them, as the other, filled with fury at the fall of his companion he growls, raising his wand to Draco, more determinately now.