𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗼𝘆 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗹

- "𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗲"

All I could hear were people dropping dead as they fought for their life. Curses and defensive spells here and there. Hogwarts, a home to many, crumbling to the ground. Screams and sobs. I searched high and low for him, but he was no where to be seen.

I was slowly starting to lose hope, but he was someone I was never going to give up on. I ran right under a troll's leg, as it stomped on the ground causing a rumble. I nearly trip but I catch myself and keep running. I look to my left to see a fellow classmate, someone I shared Defense Against the Dark Arts with, slide across the floor, now laying lifeless.

She was one of the best in class. Studied every defensive spell she could and one of our best duelers. Maybe her best wasn't enough in this lifetime. But I can picture her somewhere up there defeating everyone who got in her way.

I look to my right and see Hermione, Ron and Harry run for their life, seeking some kind of shelter for the time being. I never got along with them well for some odd reason. I guess a bad impression lasts longer than expected sometimes. I could see Nagini, Voldemort's snake, slithering her way near them while they were unaware.

I blast a spell that temporarily blinded her, giving them enough time to run further. I keep looking through the chaos of the battle, desperately searching for Draco. Half of me knew he was alive and looking for me too, while the other half was ready to accept the fact he could have been dead.

I stop running in my tracks as I feel my stomach drop from that thought. I put my hand over my stomach, feeling sick. I felt ready to break down and sob at that very moment. Conveniently enough, a close friend of his, Blaise Zabini, catches me in his sight, flying his broom right in front of me. "Y/N! He's in the Room of Requirement! Get on!" He exclaimed.

The hope in me started to light up again. I quickly hop on Blaise's broom as he flew me to the doors of the Room of Requirement. I stood in front of it, waiting for the doors to open itself.

The once empty wall carves a door in itself and reveals a room filled with junk. "Draco?" I called out, hearing my own voice echo for what seemed distances away. I walked through piles and piles of knick knacks made steel which have rusted overtime. I look around, hoping to see his face right around the corner. I call again. "Draco!"

I hear the faintest of quick running footsteps and heavy breathing. "Draco?!" I call once more. Only this time, I receive a response from the voice I longed to hear the most. "Y/n?! Y/n are you there?!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. I follow his voice, desparate to fall in his arms.

I find him across the room, with mountains of junk towering next to him. I ran, and I ran and I ran as fast as I could until I fell right into his arms. I wrapped my arms right over his shoulders while he went under mine. I knew that he could feel my body trembling against his as he held me tighter. I sobbed right onto his back.

"I... I thought.." I stuttered, feeling my heart beat out of my chest. I couldn't even finish. Even saying those words were hard for me. I didn't even want to think about it. "Me too..." he whispered as his voice broke. Draco pulled away from the hug and looked at his hand, which was now covered in blood.

His hand started to shake. I looked at my side to see that it's gotten worse. I remembered just earlier that I'd gotten slashed by one of the death eaters' daggers. I was so focused on finding Draco that I just shrugged it off, hoping it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Looking at his hand made me realize I was losing a lot more blood than I expected.

My vision slowly started to blur, as it there was something in my eye that could be rubbed off. I blinked, hoping it was that, but then I started to feel my body sway and grow colder and colder by the second. I held onto Draco's arms for balance, knowing my body was about to hit the floor.

"Y/n, what happened?" He asked, then realizing I was about to fall. He caught me in his arms and carried me bridal style to a sturdy table. My eyes started to flutter shut, and I fought my hardest to keep them open. I wondered if it was my time, but I wasn't ready yet. "Stay with me, please, I'll do something, just please, hold on," was all I could hear him say.

My eyes shut, but I could still hear his desperate cries. I could feel him trying to shake me awake, but I had no energy in me to hold onto him. I could feel him flip my robe over. "Vulnera Sanentur..." he said once. "Vulnera Sanentur... Vulnera Sanentur..." he repeated. I could feel my body stitching the wound back up. My energy slowly rose again, making me open my eyes to Draco holding my face, his tears dripping onto my cheek.

He sighed deeply of relief. He still held onto my face, kissing the top of my forehead. "Oh thank god... Thank god," he said. I sat up straight and held his hands. "Please... never leave me. Just the thought of losing you scares me," he said as he pulled me close to him.

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