Don't Blame Me | Draco Malfoy

Rescue

The Golden Trio come to Malfoy Manor. I could hear the spells and curses and they duelled both Bellatrix and the Malfoys.

"Y/N, is that who I think it is?" Luna asked me.
"Yeah, Luna, it is." I replied, a small smile on my face. I heard footsteps coming towards up from upstairs. It was the chosen one himself, Harry Potter.

"Y/N, Luna, Olivander, Griphook, we're leaving this place. Let's go."

We followed the boy who lived out of the cellar. I couldn't help but notice that he was sweating and had a bit on dried blood on his forehead. The lightning scar he was famous for was covered by his messy black hair.

"Expelliarmus!"

Narcissa's wand flew out of her hand and landed a few feet away from me. I could grab it and help if I run fast enough and avoid a few spells. I felt Luna tap my shoulder.

"Y/N, you have that look on your face, the one that means your thinking of doing something... unwise."
"Think of it as doing something crazy,"

Maybe Luna was right, maybe it was stupid, but you don't get anywhere in life without doing something crazy. But then I remembered him. Draco.

My thoughts where you to try spot him through the fights but I couldn't see him. Until I saw long bleach blonde hair pull the boy away. Lucius Malfoy, or as I like to call him, the blonde arsehole. A voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Come on, Y/N!" Harry called out to me out of the chaos. "We have to go, now!"
"I'm not leaving without him!" I shouted as I saw Dobby appear out of the corner of my eye.
"Who?" Ron and Hermione asked in unison as I ran for Narcissa's wand, which was still on the floor. Dobby had distracted Bellatrix and Narcissa so only Lucius noticed me.

I picked up the wand and sent out the stunning charm I had learned in fifth year when I joined Dumbledore's Army.

"Stupefy!"

Lucius was shot back, letting go of Draco. Bellatrix yelled in frustration as I ran over to Draco and blocked a spell that was shot at me.

"Y/N w-what are you doing?!" Draco asked me, surprised and nervous evident in his voice.
"Saving ferret boy, what else?"

I grabbed his hand as Bellatrix threw a sharp piece of glass at Dobby as he took the Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and the goblin with him, including us.

We all appeared on a beach. The sunlight blinded me for a few moments before I realized that Dobby was dying.

"Such a beautiful place to be with friends." He said weakly as the piece of glass Bellatrix threw was stuck in his chest. I stepped closer, unknowingly letting go of Draco's hand as I approach the dying house elf. "Dobby is happy to be with his friend, Harry Potter."
"Dobby please..." Harry started, tears in his eyes. But Dobby was already dead in Harry's arms.

I heard Hermione gasp softly. Luna came closer and closed Dobby's eyes, as he had died with them open.

"So he can rest now." Luna said, breaking the slience. "He did well."

I never really knew Dobby, but that didn't mean I wasn't sad about his death. The brave house elf did save us after all.

I looked at Harry, who was trying not to sob but eventually gave in to his sadness.
"I want to bury him," Harry told us tearfully. "Properly, without magic."
"I'll help," Hermione decided as she and Harry got up and walked away.

It took Ron a few moments to notice Draco's presence. The young Weasley was sad, but now he was angry.
"Bloody Hell, Y/N!" The redhead said, his voice raised slightly. "You brought one of them!"