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What if about when malfoy y/n got their memories erased
His father and brother stood in front of him, "I know you trusted me ..And it hurts I'm going to have to betray your trust again...All I want is for us both is for me to be able to talk to you ..hear your voice.. To one day, I ask you to forgive me for what I have to do." His voice was stern almost as he spoke. "Father, if you do this to me.. You'll be giving me a worse fate than killing me ..I'll always feel empty like a void in my soul .. It'll be worse than any dementor .Father .. Please... The price of going back to him will be me and Draco..Mother .. everything we ever had
.. Please see things clearly, Father! Playing with these people !You need to see what you're falling for !You need to be sure before you give it all to him!" The younger demanded, hoping to get through to his father.
The white-haired man stared at him, "I hear your concerns Y/N.I do." He assured a spark of hope lit in the others' chest. "And your choice ?Both your choice ..." Their once down casted eyes now stared into their father's watching every movement, his hand raised wand clutched tightly. "I choose our family."
The sons' eyes widen immediately, quickly their shields lifting quick enough for it to somewhat miss but not quick enough for them not to get knocked back, hitting their spine on the railing hard enough to most likely leave a bruise. The two stared betrayal etched across the 4th years expression. The older almost looked ashamed, but the disheveled hair seemed to give away the desperation he held. "I'd rather keep my memories til death than live emptier than a dementors worse victim, I love you, but I'm done." They raised themselves, letting themselves fall to the ground, the wind whipping around their ears, quieting everything else.
The screams quieted even if it was only for the moment it was beautiful bliss. They saw their father reach out barely, missing them. He was always too late.
It all hit him quickly, he'd never seen deaco graduate, get married, have kids, he'd never get to properly marry the loves of his life, he would be there to protect and be a brother to Hermione he would never be able to joke with Ro, hangout with Luna, he'd never get to give his parents the privilege of being grandparents and Draco most likely wouldn't let them see his kids after this.
He'd miss so much;
Optional ending:
"Arresto Momentum!"
He was right above the harsh ground as a familiar voice rang out. The next thing he knew, he was wrapped in someone's arms, the green and sliver robes wrapped around them with brown and blonde hair that covered their face. "Mom? How?" Their voice was quiet and shakey, "Mothers intuition love, mothers intuition." They held each other crying lightly as two others joined them, one running over and balling as they tightly held their twin, the other seemed hesitant.
Betrayal, fresh, and painful, the situation is new and scary. All they wanted was to run into their dad's arms and beg to go home, but they weren't sure where home was anymore or where their dad was because the messy, tired and hesitant man who tried to erase their happiest memories didn't act or seem like their dad, his face was even a bit different he seemed so much more stressed and so much less smug.
The man felt like their dad but at the same time felt like a stranger. Wait, who was it that tried to curse them again...?
