The Getaway Plan (A Drarry Fanfic)

Chapter 5. A Night of Panic

Draco's POV

The next morning in the great hall Pansy, Blaise, and I were eating our breakfast going over the plan when my owl came and dropped a letter in front of me. It was odd because normally mail didn't come until later in the week.

"Oh that's odd," Pansy observed.

I picked up the envelope and turned it over. I read the name of the person who had sent it and my face must have shown my worry.

"What is it mate?" Blaise questioned, furrowing his brows.

"It's from father," I muttered.

(Time skip to that night)

Later that night I finally had the courage to open it after everyone had gone to bed. I silently tore open the envelope and read its contents. My heart beating fast with anxiety in the pit of my stomach.

Draco,

I have gotten word of your misbehavior in Professor Snape's class. As well as your slack in your grades. Oh, also the fact that you cost your house fifty points! That is no way to behave when you are part of this family. You, Draco, are a Malfoy. As a Malfoy you are to conduct yourself accordingly. I am very disappointed in the behavior you have exhibited toward your professor, and the way you have been slipping with your grades. You are to clean up your act, hold your head high, and continue to uphold the respected and feared manner of a Malfoy. You have disgraced our image Draco. Get your act together. Or do I need to go all the way to Hogwarts to remind you how to behave yourself?

I felt panicked after I read my father's letter. I should have known he would find out. Why was I born into this family? I hate having to act like this all the time. Acting like no one else matters just because if I don't I have to fear what my father would think or do. He controls my entire life. I'm so tired of this. All I want is to be free from him and his expectations. I don't want to continue the legacy of him and every Malfoy that came before him. I don't want to be like him or any of the other pureblood families out there. I just want to be me, but I don't even know who that is. I've never gotten the opportunity to figure that out.

I needed to clear my head. I quietly slipped out of the Slytherin dorms and made my way to the astronomy tower. The peace of the tower brings clarity to my mind and eases the swirling thoughts as I feel a cool night's breeze on my face. Everything I need when I'm being suffocated by the never-ending weight of the life I'm forced to live.

Harry's POV

I was at the astronomy tower sitting on the bench looking out at the sky. I was having another sleepless night in the Gryffindor dorm thanks to Ron and his thunderous snoring. I went out for some peace and quiet. Though I was alone I kept my cloak on in case anyone else came up. I was taking in the peace of the silent scenery when I heard footsteps. I felt slightly worried someone would find me, but my cloak concealed me so if I was quiet I should be fine.

The footsteps got closer and closer until I saw the person approaching. It was Draco Malfoy. I almost scoffed at the sight of him but I kept it to myself in order to not be discovered. I watched as he reached into the pocket of his night robe he had over his pajamas. He pulled out a letter, and I saw him tear it up and throw it over the tower. I watched as the wind scattered the pieces.

I thought I was in the clear because for a while he just stood there leaning over the railing looking out at the sky. Then disaster struck. He began walking over to the bench where I was sitting. I tried to move as quickly and quietly as I could, but I wasn't quick enough. He sat right on my lap. I felt my face heat up and my heart beating faster.

He leapt up in an instant half terrified, half confused. Then I saw him reach out toward my direction, and in a split second my cloak was ripped away from me. We locked eyes out of the pure shock of the scene that had just played out.