A Boy From Slytherin | Draco Malfoy X Reader

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Y/n's POV
25 April, 1998

In the common room, we all sit, either studying or talking quietly amongst ourselves. Draco has my legs over his lap, where he rests a book he's been glued to recently, his gray eyes moving along the words on the pages. I watch him, mesmerized, hoping he doesn't notice my admiration for this little thing.

Pansy and Kayden sit next to each other on the couch, but not touching. Max sits in an armchair with her cat curled on her lap, purring contently as she strokes her fur. Leo and Theodore sit on the couch opposite Draco and me, Leo with his head resting on Theo's lap as he strokes his hair. 

It's been about a week, but I still feel so happy every time I see the two together, and each time they display affection like this, I realize more and more how perfect they are for each other.

In the calm atmosphere, it feels a little too good to be true: things haven't been this calm in a while. Sometimes I freak myself out thinking maybe this is the calm before a big storm or something like that.

I shake my head, getting that thought out of there, and I lean against Draco, to this, he drapes an arm over my shoulders.

I shut my eyes and sigh comfortably, though I instantly wish I hadn't.

As my eyes shut, my surroundings change. I hear a yell...a yell that comes from Kayden. I open my eyes again and I see that I'm...I'm in the foyer of Malfoy Manor.

"What the hell?" I whisper to myself. I slowly walk toward the entrance of the large Manor House, making it to the hall leading to the meeting room. Something about the meeting room draws me in in the moment, and I can't control it.

I walk down the hall, the portraits of the Malfoy and Black families line each side of the hall as I walk deeper and deeper into the Manor.

I notice the large Mahogany door is creaked open. The voices I hear are familiar, and I soon realize, this isn't a nightmare...I'm seeing what's happening in this moment.

"It's happening soon. I've seen the future. And I know how it will turn out." Voldemort's cold voice speaks with confidence. "The boy will soon be dead, and my years of work will have paid off. In six days, it shall happen."

"But, My Lord, you're getting weaker, they've already destroyed-"

"Enough, Bellatrix!" He scolds, "I can handle this on my own. Your job is to ensure your sister does not escape again! Go get Estella for me,"

"Yes my lord." I hear the screeching of chair legs on the floor, and I flatten myself against the wall as Bellatrix exits the room. But...she can't see me.

"Hello?" I test ballsily, but she doesn't hear. I'm invisible to everyone. I follow Bellatrix into the kitchen where my mother stands pouring herself a glass of red wine that matches her lipstick.

"Hello, Bellatrix." She greets,

"The dark lord has asked for you, Estella."

"As I thought," She sets her wine down and follows her back to the meeting room. I follow as well, but this time I go into the dark and cold room with them.

"Estella," Voldemort greets her, she smiles.

"My lord,"

"We must discuss your children."

"Kayden and Y/n? What about them?"

"We need them. We must collect them from Hogwarts, and we must protect them with every force we have."

"P-protect them, my lord? Why ever would we protect those brats who betrayed you?"

"Have I not told you? They together make up one of my Horcruxes, those Horcruxes are keeping me immortal. As long as I have at least one Horcrux, I cannot truly die, if they however are to die, I am another step closer to mortality. And we cannot have that. Collect your children. In six days, you must take them back."