past, present, future || DM

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1st May 1998 - Aurora

Something bad is coming. I can feel it. The whole day my chest burns in pain as I've never felt before.

We've been tortured this whole school year and I'm still surprised that everyone is still here with us. The new 'professors' are horrible people. They're teaching us the unforgivable curses on students and if someone doesn't want to do it, they'll have to spend a month in detention being tortured by them.

I try my best to keep myself together and do everything they say because I do not want to get myself killed even though I have to hurt someone.

We still haven't heard any news from Harry Potter about when he's hopefully coming back to school. Everyone is hoping that it would be real soon. We've received a few letters from him about what are they going after, but nobody couldn't understand.

Horcruxes. They are the keys to ending The Dark Lord from what I heard.

Most of the people from Gryffindor moved to the room of Requirement because the ugly Carrow twins, the new professors were checking our dorms all the time and gave us detention if there was something they did not like. Which was happening all the time.

I begged my parents not to let me come back in my 7th year but they still send me even though they knew what was about to happen. Let's just say that they don't really care if something happens to me. The only thing they care about is my younger brother.

But never in a million years, I would have thought that I would be part of a war. Fighting for my and others' life.

I'm trying to spend my free time reading books, just to let my mind clear off for while.

It's hard to believe that my home become hell in a few months. I remember the moments when I used to laugh with my friends all the time. Visit Hogsmeade with them or do sleepovers. Where did it all go?

What can I say? It's not the same after Dumbledore got killed by Snape. At least, that's what Harry told me. Draco Malfoy was supposed to do it, yet he never did. He would never do such a thing as murder.

Most of my time I'm stuck in my thoughts and thinking about how would my life at Hogwarts be if Voldemort didn't exist.

I think that I would definitely be much happier than now.

Sometimes I wish I could just disappear from this world. Thinking... Again.

I snapped out of my thoughts when somebody waved in front of my face. I looked up from my seat where I was sitting and saw Ginny. "Hey," She said as she sat down next to me and looked straight into my eyes. "I think... That Harry is coming back soon" she whispered and my eyes widened.

"What? How do you know?" what was she talking about? How does she know?

"I can feel it."

"You may feel it, but you cannot be so sure about it" I shook my head tiredly. "I know that, but I know that he is" she replied.

"If you say so" I shrugged and started to think about what she just said. What if he really is coming back? What would that mean?

"Are you- eh feeling okay?" she suddenly asked. I just nodded my head. Lies. "Yeah, just tired. That's all" I gave her a small smile. Hoping that she believed me.

I and Ginny became friends at the Yule Ball in my 4th year. My date was... actually no one. Nobody ever asked me so I went alone. Ginny went with Neville and far as I know, they had fun.

But when her eyes landed on me, she just asked me If I wanted to join them, since I didn't bring anyone with me.

Dancing never was my thing and I felt so uncomfortable dancing around other people but with her, my best friend, I felt like the most comfortable person ever.

"Are you thinking about the past again?"

I nodded and smiled. I hugged her thigh. "You're the best best friend I ever had."

"Jul, if we survive this. I want us to get drunk until we forget about everything." after I heard these words coming out of her mouth I started laughing.

"Ginny Weasley. You're crazy. But, fuck yes"

She gave me a light smirk and then went back to her side. We wished each other good night and drifted to sleep.

Yet, it was hard to sleep with the pain in my chest.

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1st May 1998 - Draco

It's happening. Tomorrow is the day we are supposed to attack Hogwarts. Harry Potter was spotted at Hogsmeade this evening.

Ever since The Dark Lord started showing up at my house my life become miserable. And when my father was sent to Azkaban, because of Potter, I had to do all his work.

He made me become a Death Eater. First I thought that if i will be one I would make my father proud, but no, it wasn't worth it. At the end of a Summer, before my 6th year. Voldemort gave me two tasks.

First I had to repair the Vanishing Cabinet in the Room of Requirement. And my second task was to kill my headmaster.

Yes, I did not like Dumbledore. He was an asshole, who spoiled Potter all the time but I couldn't just kill the most powerful wizard, right?

I'm not a killer. They gave me no choice.

I just wished everything was like before. Hogwarts felt like my home. I was far away from my father and everything and I was happy. But now, look at me. I'm a weak.