Dumbledore was dead. I knew it was coming, but strangely enough, I felt... sad. sad that I was in a way, responsible for his untimely death. sad the Draco had to take a life against his, please. Sad because on this day, Hogwarts had lost a light, a hope, and a protection. Sad because Draco was gone, and id realized that under current circumstances, there is no way I could have a true, free friendship with Draco.
I walked the empty halls. there was no noise, but the sound of my own footsteps. there was no movement but the occasional wind that made my hair wave. I needed to see where it happened, somewhere I had been time and time again, the astronomy tower. there was Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, And Hermione Granger. I leaned against the wall listening to their conversation from the shadows.
"was it Draco?" Granger asked. leaning against the railing next to Potter.
"no. he was lowering his wand... in the end, it was snape." he said bitterly. "it was always snape." hearing this made me quietly release a breath I was holding. "and I did nothing..."
I waited for their conversation to end, not knowing what they were talking about afterward. all I understood afterward was that Potter wasn't coming back, nor were Granger and Weasley.
They were having a quite beautiful moment I didn't want to interrupt, but I needed to talk to harry at this moment. I cleared my throat. the trio looked at me with surprise. "may I speak with you potter? alone?" he nodded his head, as Weasley and granger headed down from the tower. "I heard what you said about Draco... is it true? he wasn't the one who did it? he was putting his wand down?" I asked frantically. harry was hesitant to tell me but I continued. "I knew... I didn't say anything but I knew... and I'm sorry. I did what I did for a reason, just know that."
he looked at me. "why? what reason could be so important you're willing to sacrifice dumbledores life for it?!" he asked, angry.
"Imagine if Ginny, o-or Granger had a secret so terrible, but if you told it, it would mean she'd die! what would you do?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "ill admit what I did was wrong, but I was just trying to protect someone I care about!" I told him boldly.
he furrowed his brows and finally told me. "he wasn't gonna do it... he disarmed Dumbledore, but after that, he put his wand down." he told me.
I nodded my head. I was grateful it wasn't him. I wanted to protect him, and I deeply cared for him. "thank merlin." I sniffed not realizing I had been tearing up "i- gotta go- have a nice summer, Harry Potter!" I ran off.
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(The end of that summer)
I quickly wiped my tears as I hugged Sophie. I heard her sniffle into my hair as she hugged me back. "Oh, Lindsey... it's not fair! They can't just make you leave Hogwarts! Where will you go? How can you miss our last year here?"
"I'll be fine Soph. I'll write to you." I nodded my head.
"How can you say that!" She hit my shoulder "you've moved out of your parent's place! And now you have nowhere to stay? Why if I could, I would sneak you in through my suitcase."
"your mum is letting me stay here till my wand case, and then I'll figure out an apartment or something." I comforted her.
"Sophie! We need to leave now! You do want to graduate right" her mum called her.
she looked at me saddened as she gave me one last tight hug. "Goodbye," she whispered. Before leaving her room and heading downstairs. Then I heard a door open and close with a bang. I sighed as I watched her mum and her drive off from out her bedroom window.
I unzipped my suitcase and at the top of it was a picture. It was my family. I smiled bittersweetly. I had told Sophie that I had just simply moved out of their house, but in truth, I had moved out of their memories as well. I had cursed their minds to forget me. All so I could protect them. Mudbloods we're no longer safe anywhere.
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Letters |Draco Malfoy|
FanfictionLindsay Boris like many was tormented by the Slytherin prince, Draco Malfoy. So the young girl wrote letters, to herself, to others, and to absolutely no one. She hardly expected one of her letters to be answered, who was answering her letters she w...