17. Start Of A Plan

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Draco's arms wrapped around me, holding me close as if he could shield me from the shadows of my visions. We sat together in the dimly lit common room, finding solace in each other's company. His presence was a soothing balm, easing the anxiety that had been gnawing at me since the disturbing vision.

"You'll be alright, Y/n. We'll figure this out together," Draco reassured me, his voice soft and calming.

"I hope so," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "These visions feel so real, Draco, and they're getting more intense. I don't know what to do."

He gently stroked my hair, his touch sending a shiver down my spine, but not from fear this time. "We'll talk to Professor McGonagall again, see if she has any insights. And Harry might be able to help too. You don't have to face this alone."

The thought of having Draco and Harry by my side gave me a glimmer of hope. I trusted them both, and I knew they would do everything they could to support me in this strange and unsettling journey.

"Thank you, Draco," I murmured, looking up into his stormy gray eyes. "You've been incredible through all of this. I don't know what I'd do without you."

He smiled tenderly, his thumb gently caressing my cheek. "I care about you, Y/n, more than I can put into words. Whatever happens, I'll always be here for you."

My heart skipped a beat, and I realized that the feelings I had for Draco were more profound than I had admitted to myself. His care and affection made me feel cherished and understood in a way I hadn't experienced before. And being with him, sharing this intimate moment, I knew that I wanted him in my life, not just as a friend, but something more.

The moment lingered, and I could feel the unspoken connection between us growing stronger with every passing second. Draco's gaze held a mixture of emotions, and I sensed that he might be feeling the same way.

Before either of us could find the words to express our feelings, the common room door opened, and Harry walked in, a determined expression on his face.

"Y/n, Draco, I've been researching more about the Oracle's Eye," Harry said, but as he noticed our closeness, he paused, looking slightly surprised.

Draco and I pulled away from each other, a flush creeping onto our cheeks. "What did you find, Harry?" I asked, trying to regain composure.

"I found a reference to a ritual that might help you gain better control over the visions," Harry explained. "But it requires certain rare ingredients and a specific lunar alignment. We'll need to be well-prepared."

Draco nodded, shifting his focus to the newfound information. "We can work together to gather the ingredients and plan for the ritual."

I appreciated how Harry seamlessly joined the conversation without pressing about the moment he walked in on. He was a true friend, understanding and respecting our need for privacy.

As we delved into the details of the ritual, Draco and I exchanged glances from time to time, our unspoken feelings simmering beneath the surface. I knew we needed to address them, but the timing didn't seem right just yet.

The night wore on, and we made plans for the upcoming ritual, putting our research into motion. Draco and I continued to support each other through the process, our bond growing deeper with each shared moment.

As I lay in bed that night, my mind drifted to Draco, and I couldn't deny the emotions that had taken root in my heart. It was as if the Oracle's Eye had given me not only visions of darkness but also a glimpse of the light that could be found in Draco's care and affection.

The journey ahead was uncertain, filled with both mysteries and revelations, but having Draco by my side made me feel stronger and more determined than ever.

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