[✓] 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲. draco malfoy

30| Chase her

''𝙄 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 19 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨, 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙬.''

𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑹𝑫 𝑷𝑶𝑽

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𝗧𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗲, 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴. Today was the day. Y/n was leaving for Romania. Theo offered to stay behind, he didn't want to leave the place where he grew up. It felt too emotional for him to do so. 

Teddy was packed, his trunk parked near the front door of Malfoy Manor. Y/n brought them over one last time, alongside dropping Theo off for the time being. Y/n gave Theo permission to use the house they had been living in, seeing as it would prove no further use to her.

He only nodded with an unsure smile. Even Theo didn't know if he wanted the house. Without Y/n and Teddy, it would seem empty. He was used to Y/n coming home from work, the two of them talking a bit before Y/n went to make food. Only for them to talk some more. And then a little while would pass until Teddy had came back from Hogwarts. 

But now here they were, back in Malfoy Manor. Draco sat on the couch as Theo raided the kitchen. The kids were all up in Teddy's room, most likely sharing their last moments together for a short while. 

Sitting on the couch, Draco stared ahead, out the window of the living room. He watched as birds flew by and the grass swayed from one side to the other. His hands were nestled in his lap, his facial expression clearly showing despair. He let out a sigh, his head falling against the back of the couch. 

His gaze shifted to the side, when he felt the couch dip next to him. Y/n sat there with her elbows supporting her against her knees. 

''Seems this is it, huh?'' She wearily spoke. Her head dipped, looking down at her now fidgeting hands. ''The time has come to where I actually leave.'' Then, giving a dry chuckle. 

Draco sighed, turning back to the window. The sun reflecting against the clean glass. ''Well, at least I know where you are this time.'' He tried reassuring himself, fluttering his eyes closed.

From beside him, Y/n had sighed. There was a thick silence between the two. And during that silence, Draco had begun thinking to himself.

He wasted 19 years looking for Y/n. Now, she's back and he's happier than ever. Besides his current position right now. Now, she was about to leave on a train and move thousands of miles away. Was he really going to let her go that easily? After all this?