A Malfoy? With a muggle-born? Y/N Malfoy had brought nothing but shame to her family name. But after finding out that she's a prophecy, her entire future changes for the worse. Will she turn against the Dark Side, and survive, and have a happy life...
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Y/N stood near the edge, looking down at the ground, feeling all the air in her lungs go away, her vision becoming blurry, glossed over with unshed tears.
Hermione was laying down on the ground, blood trickling down from her head, her eyes shut close, clearly and evidently dead.
Y/N had done it. She had murdered her lover...
"Y/N?" mumbled Hermione sleepily as she noticed the platinum-haired girls uneven breathing from beside her. "Love, wake up." she urged, gently tapping the girls pale face.
"Oh fucking hell." gasped Y/N, snapping her eyes open, her chest heaving up and down as her mind repeated her recent nightmare. "Thank Salazar." she said breathlessly, letting out a sigh of relief at the sight of the bushy haired girl next to her, looking perfectly safe and protected.
Flashback
Y/N pushed her lover off the edge of the balcony, but then she felt a hand grasping her wrist, pulling her. And before she knew it, she was falling as well.
For the first time, the two girls realised how Romeo and Juliet felt. As I said before, their love was deemed forbidden in this world. So why don't they just leave it, instead of leaving eachother?
They were bound to fall down to the cold ground to meet their inevitable death, but the bushy haired girl simply gave a reassuring smile.
Y/N suddenly felt herself being pulled in by the wind, the hand grasping her wrist tightened it's hold. And finally, she felt her feet landing on the ground, hearing birds chirping, the two girls suddenly in a peaceful atmosphere.
"Muggle world." explained Hermione as Y/N looked around, answering her completely confused look. "My house is just across the street. We'll be safe here for now, love."
"Hermione, you're brilliant," began Y/N, processing what had just happened. "But we're not going to do that again I swear to fucking Merlin. I thought we were gonna die."
"Miss Little Perfect doesn't disappoint, you should know that, we established that already." snickered Hermione, placing a slow kiss on the taller girls lips, lingering on the spot.
They were finally at peace, for now at the very least.
