Loving The Boy Who Had No Choice

Chapter 10

It was all over The Daily Prophet. How The Burrow got attacked by Death Eaters, how Imara saved the house from getting burnt down to the ground. As soon as she got to Hogwarts she was enveloped in a hug by Hermione.

"Oh my God!" She breathed out, Hermione was so worried about her. The Ministry of Magic finally realized Voldemort was back. Dumbledore was right, as usual.

When Imara was running through the halls she was trying to find the man she loved. She then got pulled into a closet, the light turns on and there was Draco looking concerned. "Oh my god Draco!" She hugs him tightly. He does the same, stuffing his face in her neck, breathing in her scent he loved.

"You don't know how worried I was . You weren't answering my letters. "I Was, I tried. When the Death Eaters came and burnt down he house almost Molly was very strict. She threw away all the letters that arrived, we couldn't write any letters and send them out."

"Who was there?" He asked, "Uhm, Bellatrix, she lured most of the family out and away from the house know me and Harry would chase her, mostly me. When we were away we got surrounded by Rockwood, her, your father I do believe, and a few others I didn't know."

"My father?" Imara nods, "I'm so sorry. Imara I'm so sorry." He sobbed into her shoulder. "I'm ok Draco. I'm just glad I found you. I've been looking for you since I got here. How far have you gone? The Wardrobe?" She asks, "Almost done." He frowns. "It's alright. Draco I'll be there." "No you will be as far away as possible the night it happens." "Where is it happening?" "I'm not telling you Imara."

"Draco please." She begged him, "Astronomy Tower." He barely said, Imara barely heard it. She hugs him tightly, "I love you Draco. So much." "I love you too Imara." He kisses her softly, missing the feeling of his lips on hers. After a few minutes they pulled apart breathing heavily.

"Ready to go on watch later?" Imara smiles, "Yeah." Then they leave, heading to their common rooms. Imara spent some time with Hermione as she was pissed at Ron for still liking Lavender. "It's so easy for them to get to you. Your bloody lucky you weren't killed. You know who you are?" Imara looks at Hermione, "Sorry." "Your right, but I do know who I am, who Harry is." She tells Hermione.

She sighs, "I'm just glad your ok. And that The Burrow is alright too." She says, "I'm like you weren't there. It was horrid, everything was in flames. My stupid arse ran after Bellatrix but I couldn't help myself, ya know? She was bragging on how she killed Sirius Hermione, me and Harry were chasing her as she bragged about it."

Imara shook her head, "I'm sorry Imara." Hermione hugs her best friend. "Did you ever find Draco?" "Yeah. Well he actually found me, pulled me into a closet. He was really worried about me." "Well he loves you Mara." She nods with a smile, "Yeah he does." She smiles at her. "Do you love him?" "With all my heart. I know it's dangerous but you can't help who you love right?" She nods, "Or I wouldn't love Ron. Ron of all people." She says, Imara laughs, laying her head on Hermione's shoulder.

"I love you Mione." "I love you to Mara. How does it feel being 17? Feel any different?" "I'm scared to go out in the real world, ya know? Face the evil that lies there." "So your leaving next year?" "Mione, next year there will be war. War against us and Voldemort. I'm not scared of him. I will defend this school with my last dying breath. This is m home and will always be my home." She smiles, "Yeah." Hermione nods at her.

"Well I have watch with Draco." "Don't do anything I wouldn't." "But Mione that's nothing then." Imara frowns, though she was joking. Hermione smiles. "Go! Go to you man Mara. But I better not be an Aunt any time soon." Imara bursts out laughing at her best friend.

"Wouldn't want that now would we Mione?" "No!" She laughs at her. Imara smiles, grabbing her wand and walking out, heading to the Great Hall. When she gets there Draco was waiting for her. She grabs his hand as they begin walking throughout the halls in silence.