H E R ; Draco Malfoy Book2

CH 1- S T I L L

May 15, 2008

"Have you still not find her?" A boy with platinum blonde hair asks a man with dark hair, almost a buzz cut. He sits on a dimly lit room where barely light makes its way inside because of the thick gray curtains. The chair he sat on was place neatly by the table in the middle of the room. Framed photos of a brown haired girl hanged across all the sides of the room.

The boy who was wearing what looks like a guard gear replied. "Unfortunately, sir."

The blonde one stand up, slamming the table and running his hand through his hair before exclaiming: "where are you," he whispered, eyeing every single one of the hanged frames of a brown hair girl. "My Vinnie."

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It has been years since the war. It has been years since he last had a glimpse of her face, but he still remembered it vividly. Brown hair, hazel eyes, smooth skin, and just pure perfection. He had adored her as he remembers her. Much too dearly that is was not healthy.

After the second wizarding war, he—Draco Malfoy— and his mother had his father arrested of multiple charges, them almost meeting the same fate only if his mother didn't help Harry Potter and saying he was dead when he isn't. He inherited all of the Black's and Malfoy's fortune that his parents once hold. He own the lands and the servants as well. After inheriting it all, he uses his power to find her.

Love never faded.

At least for him.

He still doesn't know where she is nor is she safe—alive, rather— the last need he heard of her was on the daily prophet.

May 29, 1999

A Vessel?

After less than a year of absence, Avery Cornfled appeared again, but not as herself. Witches and wizard claimed that they have seen a similar blue flame— a power quite an icon for the infamous witch— along the king's cross muggle trains station back on may 27. The person yeilding this power was rumored to be Vinnie Elizabeth Weasley. Arthur and Molly Weasley's adaptive daughter, and Draco Malfoy's ex-lover. Others said it was purely her, while others claimed she was used as a vessel. Nevertheless, Witches and wizard believed it was her and now paranoid of what is to come. "Not right after you-know-who's defeat"

But he refuse to believe anything than his own belief that she's still there.

"You're Dismissed, zabini." He commanded, the guard named zabini nodded, then exited the room. Not long after he did, Draco retrieved something in his drawer. A price of parchment.

The last thing he possesses of her was the letter she gave him. Although it was not a pleasant letter, it was still hers. And that's all that mattered for him.

The high park green envelope and the handwriting something reminds him too much of the unfortunate moments the two of them had to endure together. He had blamed himself for it. He always has, and always will.

"I will find you," he whispered, placing the parchment back in his drawer before withdrawing himself from his seat. "Even it it takes me a hundred year. I will find you, Vinnie Elizabeth Weasely."

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