WITHOUT YOU [draco malfoy fanfiction]

49. reunion

A/N: [The beautiful works of art in this chapter are not owned by me. Credits to all the respective artists. There are quite a few in this chapter!]

[Please read before continuing with the chapter:

In this story, Albus Dumbledore was not considered the perpetuator of D.A, hence he is still at Hogwarts. He didn't take the blame of running the organisation but stood up for the students against being expelled]

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DRACO:

It was almost midnight when our slumber was broken by the sound of tapping on the window.

"It's an owl" I murmured to Irene who was laying next to me and slowly opening her eyes, "I'll get it" I said and got up after kissing her forehead.

Except it wasn't an owl.

It was a phoenix.

As I opened the window, the magnificent creature flew in and perched himself on Irene's table. He gently placed the letter in his beak on the table looked up at me with inquisitive eyes. He cocked his head to the side and continued looking at me with his shining yellow eyes. He seemed to be waiting for something.

I slowly extended my right hand in front of him and closed my eyes. After holding my breath for a few moments, I felt the large head of the phoenix grazing my palm. I opened my eyes and gazed at the creature in wonder.

"You're beautiful" I whispered, and he preened as if he understood what I said. There was a very high chance that he did.

I gently stroked his head and then lowered my hand to his shining red and orange plumage that made him look like he was covered in fire. The phoenix then ascended on my forearm, gripping my arm within it's talons. He rested his head in the crook of my neck while I continued petting him. When he lifted his head to look me in the eyes once again, I was mesmerised with the swirling yellows, oranges and reds in his irises.

"I wish I knew your name" I lamented. I knew that only Dumbledore had a phoenix at Hogwarts, but I was unaware of his name.

The phoenix stayed a little while longer and then gently nipped my finger as if in farewell, then took flight in the sky again while I watched after him mesmerised.

"He seems to be fond of you" Irene's gentle voice broke through my reverie. I turned to look at her with a smile on my face. She was clad in my white button down. With her hair sleep mussed, she looked adorable.

I gave her a gentle peck on the lips and she beamed up at me.

"What does it say?" she asked nodding towards the letter.