Missionary ; Draco Malfoy

Prologue

kate prewett

We made love.

Draco and I held hands as we lay on top of the soft mattress and stared freely at the height of the ceiling where Draco enchanted it to pretend there were millions of bright stars above us.

This is the last school year that we would be together. Because next month, I will be leaving for Japan to finish school in Mahoutokoro and to live with my mother there.

I am a half-blood. I am the son of Gideon Prewett, a pure-blooded wizard, original member of the Order of the Phoenix, the twin brother of Uncle Fabian and Aunt Molly's brother. I never met him but I love him and I'm more than exhilarated to give him the justice he deserves. He survived the first wizading war the first time, but unfortunately died battling for what he think was right.

My mother was Hera Beatrice Delacroix, a muggleborn but also finished her studies here at Hogwarts, a good friend of Aunt Narcissa, and a loving mother to me.

"Just don't go with her, Kate." Draco convincingly consoled as he wraps his arms all over my bare body. His face was dark and emotionless which made his embrace on my body even tighter. "Stay here beside me. You said, you won't leave me, will you? I'm wealthy, Kate, I can give you a good life with my heirlooms."

We were neighbors and classmates, we're close to each other that made me see his handsome face always. That's why I had a crush on him and ended up in deep love that he also returned.

We're both sixteen, turning seventeen. No age gap, but that wasn’t the barrier to how we felt towards each other. It's not the house we're in either, nor the people; my cousins— Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny and even Hermione and Harry. But rather are the dim and unanticipated events that almost killed us.

I have been in love with Draco ever since I started Hogwarts, or not quite before, when my Mum and his Mum introduced me to him. He was a pure-blood and I'm not in which his father loathe due to his prejudice and blood paranoia.

Now that I was only a year away from finishing school, there happened a pre-war that terrified my Mum— fear that she might repeat everything she went through when she was still pregnant with me. When every night she would think of how our life would go on without my Father, how she would raise me on her own.

It would have been just a year before graduating, but these awful events are still ongoing, worse than that, Draco was part of it. I’m not afraid of him, no. But I was scared for him. He wanted to be an Auror in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, but just now his dream was turning around.

And that gave me a deeper feeling towards Draco. This is one of the reasons why I don’t want to leave. I want to fix him, be with him at all, especially now, and I know that because ever since we started dating he has always asked me not to leave him. But I don't hold that decision.

I placed my head on top of his beating heart, closing my eyes as I listened to those motivations to stay. "If only I could, I'd be here by your side for the rest of our lives, but I can't leave Mum, Draco. I'm the only one left to her." I got tired of the show, wishing that a spell could cure this dilemma. "I'm sure you understand that."

Losing her other half without him knowing that she was bearing me was the most painful part of my mother's life where she chose to protect me at all costs.

"I told you, I'll give you a life, Kate." There was an emphasis in each word before a firing breath left his lungs. "I predicted this was going to happen." he cleared his throat that made his body vibrate. He then, aggressively held my wrist at the very top of my pulse. "If you really love me, the way you always say, you won't go with your Mum. You'd stay beside —"

"Draco, we're only sixteen." I argued at the thought of him. "We still need our parents to survive. And then what will your Father say if we live under the same roof? Doesn't he hate me?" I looked up at him with softened eyes and pecked his chin. "I know you can give me a good life, Draco, but what about our dreams?" I want Draco to understand that I love him but this is not yet the right time to stay under one house.

We both dreamed of being an Auror together, especially me. But because he became a Death Eater, he lost all the hope that's left in his body. Because all his life, he was under his father's control.

"And you can't do that with me?" His grip against my wrist tightened a little more. "You're right, we might still be young. Even if you don't say it, I know what you want to convey to me and I'm not a moron not to understand that— that you'll find someone else, someone who isn't the son of a Death Eater or a Death Eater, someone like Harry Potter." His jaw clenched.

My eyes— this hazelnut brown eyes that are highly similar to my cousins ​​started to gloss up with tears. "Even though we're young, I know I love you."

His grip tightened even more and I felt like I was running out of blood in my hand. "I love you, Kate. That's why even if you're in Gryffindor or even if you're half-blooded, I fought for you. I don't want you to leave me— I don't want to."

I paid attention to my hands. "Y-You're hurting me, Draco—"

"What you're doing to me right now hurts even more, Kate, if you only knew." His voice was full of anger and sadness. "You're breaking my heart and you're not aware of that."

"Dr-Draco, l-let go of me." His grasp hurts, so I tried to snatch my wrist from his hands. "I love you—"

"I do not believe you." Those sharp blue eyes of his laid on mine. "If you go with your Mum, it only means one thing— you're breaking up with me. So I'll forget that you, I'll forget that we met."

After he muttered those last words, he let go of my hand and stood up, swiftly dressing himself and stormed out of my dormitory, leaving me on mute.

I want to please him, but maybe today is not the day. But why should I coax him if the plan would not change? What's the point of convincing him when he's letting his anger rule?

Our relationship has a destination because yes, we love each other, but I still have dreams, we both do. I don’t want to ruin the future of the two of us to give in to what our hearts cry out for. We're only sixteen, too young to survive this chaotic and scary world, especially this era.

I was lethargic, my emotions were broken when I went home after this crazy school year. And because I and Draco are neighbors, I'm sure he's here. After our argument I never saw him again so I think he just went home to Malfoy Manor.

Everyday, I visit their house only to find out the people who killed my Father are having meetings together in one table, yet Aunt Narcissa persuaded them to spare me as I'm still a child and I know nothing, though I know everything.

I know who killed my Father but my Mum remained naïve and decided not to avenge. But I was so different from her— that's why I wanted to become an Auror, to give justice for my late Father but of course in the right way possible, because I would not stain my hand with their dirty blood.

Everday I would ask Aunt Narcissa who's just sitting at the lounge of the manor where Draco is, if he's home yet, but it's always, "Sorry, Kate, Draco's not here. He's not coming back yet."

Then I would say, "Please tell him that I love him so much when he's back or if not, please let me know and I would tell him personally. And I accept him even though he is a Death Eater." Because I always have and always will.

I severely wanted to talk to him before pushing our trolleys to Japan, to propose about the thought of long distance relationship, so I kept on waiting for him.

But until the day of our departure, no Draco showed up before my eyes.

I left England with a shattered heart.