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When the Wizarding World falls.
Who will Rise?
'You put your faith in the wrong person.Don't you see Potter? I was born to be 𝗕𝗔𝗗'
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From 4th year
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Y/n Peverell-Riddle was like no...
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Y/N's pov
I was sitting next to Draco in the hospital wing. He was too weak to be discharged. I went up to the owlery to see if mother or father or anyone had replied. I looked to my owl to see a letter stuck to its ankle. I gulped and inched closer to it. It squawked before I took the letter off it's tiny ankle. I opened it up to see fathers writing. He congratulated us and the deatheaters will be coming.....TONIGHT?!
Oh no. This was a bad time. Bad bad bad time. But was sunset as I rushed down the stairs and towards a sleeping Draco. I shook him awake.
'What?' He asked weakly
'The deatheaters are coming tonight, to see us kill Dumbledore. It's happening tonight.' I said distressingly
'What?' He said shocked, sitting up he is more stern now.
I nodded looking at him.
'I'm afraid Dumbledore will be no longer after tonight.'
'Oh y/n what are we going to do?' He said looking around
'Close your eyes and say the curse? I've killed before, but not like this.' I exclaimed sadly
He held my hand for comfort.
For most of the night me and Draco were awake. It was now two in the morning as we both got out of bed. I didn't bother with my deatheater mask, everyone's bound to find out anyway. I took Draco's hand. We both rushed up to the Room of Requirememt and opened the door to see deatheaters come out. I lead him to the Astronomy tower before anyone else. There we both saw Dumbledore at the far end. We both raised our wands, he averted his gaze towards us through the ball like thing in separating him and us.
'Good evening Draco, y/n' he greeted merrily
We both had cold expressions on our faces.
'What brings you two here on this fine spring evening?' Dumbledore asks as we inch across the room, no things inbetween us
'Who else is here? I heard you talking' Draco snarled
'I often talk aloud to myself, I find it extraordinarily useful' Dumbledore replied
'Draco, y/n. Your two are no assassins' he looked sympathetic
How the fuck does he know?
'How do you know what we are? We've done things that would shock you' i fired at Dumbledore who looked at me with my raised wand
'Like cursing Katie Bell and hoping that in return she'd bear a cursed necklace to me?' He asked
How does he know. How?
'Replacing a bottle of mead with one laced with poison?' Dumbledore continued
'Forgive me Draco, y/n. I cannot help feelings these actions are so weak....that your hearts can't really be in them' Dumbledore scammed us
