A Boy From Slytherin | Draco Malfoy X Reader

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Y/n's POV

Mattheo's wake was a nice few hours. We all went back to the Malfoy Manor and had tea, shared memories we'd all made with Matt, stuff like that. Max was quiet most of the time, I can't blame her. Her she loses her baby and now Mattheo, her fiancé, she's going through so much.

People from the other families, random people who I only kind of know, would give me hugs and tell me how sorry they are for our loss. This hit hard because I know these people remember when Matt and I were little kids and they witnessed our relationship first hand, so they understood the indescribable pain I was feeling, that we're all feeling.

Kayden didn't say much either, he kind of just sat at the table with Narcissa, who offered him a smoke and he accepted it, and silently dealt with the pain. I know he still thinks it's his fault, he thinks it should have been him who was killed that night. But no one should have been killed that night.

I walk away from Leo, who I was talking to, and approach Kayden at the table.

"Hey, Kayd, how you doing?" I ask as I sit next to him,

"I'm fine." he whispers and takes another hit off the cigar in his hand.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

"You know, it is not your fault that this happened."

"Yes it is-"

"Were you the one who threw that dagger? No, you were not."

"It still should have been me, we saw th bloody future, it was supposed to be me." He finally looks away from the blank spot on the wall and to me, deep in the eyes.

"You can't think like that," I say in a small voice, "You can't live the rest of your life regretting something that isn't your fault. But you know I regret it too."

"What do you mean?"

"When I think about that moment, I think, I could have just unfroze myself, and pushed you both out of the way. By then The dark lord would have came and been angry with Bellatrix for almost killing two halves of one of his Horcruxes. I could have done it, but...for reason I didn't."

"It's not your fault, Y/n,"

"Tell that to yourself." He sighs, looks down, and ever so slightly nods his head.

"I miss him." He whispers, his voice watery.

"Me too," I put my arm over him and let him lean into me, he hugs my waist and the two of us comfort each other for the rest of the wake.

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This morning is quite silent but still hectic.

Today the Order of the Phoenix will remove Draco, Kayden, Max and I from the Malfoy Manor and station us at different safe houses with charms on them so that no one can find it, or us.

The conditions we're living in are unsafe. We've all been abused, hurt, traumatized, and one of us died. We need to get the hell out of here.

Narcissa is on board with the plan and is ready to help us escape. The plan is that multiple members of the Order -Remus Lupin and his wife, Draco and Max's aunt Andromeda and her husband, And a few of the Weasleys, I'm not sure who though- will come to the manor and sneak us all out of here at around midnight, we'll escape using apparition.

It's about noon now and I'm terrified of the possible outcomes of our plan. What if we're caught? What if Remus or his pregnant wife get killed trying to save us? I could never forgive myself. Why do they even trust us? Well, we didn't choose to become death eaters, but we're the very thing the Order swore to destroy...