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"Come on, Draco. The last part of your task. Where is Y/n?"

Y/N RIDDLE POV:
Astronomy Tower. Why did he not want me near here? The place looks normal— only extremely cold.

I sigh, looking around before walking downstairs to a smaller level underneath. I look up— spotting Harry. He's the last person I want to be near right now.

I quickly hide myself behind a large pillar where I was still able to see whatever was going on upstairs.

After a brief moment I notice Draco. What was he doing here? I try moving a little to see what he was holding.
It was his wand. He was pointing it towards— Dumbledore? What the fuck?

"Good Evening, Draco." I hear Dumbledore speak. "What brings you here?" He asks. "Who else is here?" Draco's voice is sharp. Stern. I narrow my eyes trying to read his face. It looked as if he'd been crying.. again.

I walk away from the pillar, towards the centre where I could see the both of them very well. "Draco. You are no asassin." Dumbledore says. My eyes widen slightly. "How do you know what I am!?" Draco yells. "I was chosen!" He says, pulling up his sleeve to reveal the Dark Mark. My breath hitches— although I've seen it before.

"You don't want to do this. What would Y/n think?" Dumbledore sighs. I tense at the mention of my name.
I hear doors being opened as I snap my head to see. "Being the Dark Lord's only heir— I think she would be proud, don't you think Draco?" Bellatrix. I narrow my eyes as she speaks, glaring at Dumbledore.

I look around— spotting Harry who was already looking at me in pity as Bellatrix mentioned Voldemort.

"Do it, Draco." Bellatrix scowls. I quickly spot Snape, holding his finger to his mouth— indicating Harry and I to keep quiet as  he slowly walked up. Thank Merlin, he was going to put an end to all this.

Draco puts his wand down as Snape comes behind him. I look back at Dumbledore who gives me a small smile before looking back at Snape. What was happening?

"Please, Severus—"
"Avada Kedavara." Snape says, pointing his wand at Dumbledore. I let out a silent gasp, holding my hands to my mouth as I see a green light hit Dumbledore. And he falls.

"Come on, Draco. The last part of your task. Where is Y/n?" I snap my head up as Bellatrix mentions me. And I make a run for it— I don't know where, but I run.

Short part, the next ones gonna be very long :))

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