I'll Make You Mine

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Draco POV- End of third task

I paced the stands nervously, my hands twitching.

"Draco!" Pansy shouted at me. "He's fine! I'm sure he's just lost in there. He'll be back in a minute!"

"Pansy..." I started.

She cut me off saying, "Nope! Not another word! Sit down, I'll rub your shoulders."

I smiled at her and sat down. She always knew what would make me feel better. She had known that I had a crush on Harry from the beginning of first year, she just acted like she was crazy about me so that people didn't begin to suspect that I was gay and tell my father. She was a great friend, always had been.

"Look Dray," she said while rubbing my shoulders, "I know you're worried about Harry. I am too. I think you guys are gonna be great friends and then you'll be the best freaking couple this school has ever seen, you'll get married, have children, I'll be their godmother," she looked at me and winked. "He's okay. He'll be ba-"

There was a pop suddenly, and then Harry was laying on the ground a few feet from me, Cedric Diggory's dead body underneath him, and the cup in his hand.

"HE'S BACK!" he shrieked. "VOLDEMORT IS BACK!"

My blood ran cold and I froze. Everything faded around me. The noise, the movement, everything. I had hoped to never hear that name ever again, and even more so to never see him again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Draco!" I stopped in my path as he said my name.

"Yes, my lord?" I managed to squeak.

"Come here, my boy! I want to see you!"

I swallowed and turned into the dining room. I saw Bellatrix, Father, Snape, Dolohov, Goyle, Crabbe, and all the other usuals. My mother caught my eye as I walked past. Her eyes were big (you could say they were the size of the moon *wink wink nudge nudge* lol sorry I had to) and she shook her head frantically. I wanted to turn and run, but I knew that if I did not only would he hurt me, but my father would hurt me even worse.

I walked slowly towards him, my feet dragging. Each step seemed to take a year, each set of eyes on my back seemed to be staring into my soul, each breath I took sounded like an army approaching. when I reached him, I kept my gaze down.

"Oh, look at me, Draco!" His long white fingers reached and gripped my chin hard, forcing me to look at him. My eyes watered as they connected with his red ones. His slit like nose flared and his pale lips pursed as he looked at me. "Narcissa!" he barked. I heard a little gasp and knew that my mom had jumped.

"Yes, my lord?"

"Have you been feeding your son enough? He's looking awfully skinny."

"Yes, my lord, plenty."

"Hmmmm... Go in the kitchen and eat some food. You need to be stronger."

"My lord?"

"Go eat some food!"

His tone should've warned me enough, but me being the 6 year old I was, I didn't. "I'm not hungry my lord."

His eyes darkened, wand flew up, and then I was in pain, so much pain it was unbearable. I heard screaming, and I distantly realized it was mine mixed with my mothers.

"Draco! Draco!"

"DRACO!"

I snapped out of my memory. Pansy was standing in front of me, her hands on my shoulders. "Draco! What happened?"

"Memory," I gasped. My throat felt like a dessert, my heart racing. "Him."

Her eyes widened. "Come on, Dray. Lets get you to the infirmary."

We pushed through the crowd as I tried to not start crying. I was on the verge of a panic attack. We couldn't have gotten there faster.

When Madam Pomfrey saw my face, she sat me on a bed across from someone else, I couldn't tell who, got me a glass of water, a calming potion, and told me to sleep. I fell asleep after drinking both liquids, and had a dreamless sleep. When I woke up, it took me a minute to gain my surroundings. I sat up in the bed and looked across from me to see raven hair and green eyes looking at me.

"Potter?" I asked without thinking.

"No, it's your mother," he responded, rolling his eyes. "Why are you here?"

"Panic attack." I responded, not elaborating. His eyebrow went up, but he didn't push it. "What about you? I heard you screaming last night. Is V- Vo..... He really back?" I couldn't say his name. I never would.

"Voldemort? Yeah." His eyes shifted down and he picked at the blanket. "He is," he mumbled quieter.

I shuddered. "I'm sorry, Harry," I said.

"Sorry?"

"I said I'm sorry. For everything. What you went through last night... I'm not sure what happened, but no one should have to face him. I'm sorry that your parents are dead. I'm sorry I've been such an arse to you, Ron, and Hermione. I'm sorry I haven't apologized earlier."

He stared at me for a bit. "Harry?"

"Yeah, sorry. Just never thought I would hear you apologize, much less to me."

I groaned. "Sorry.... Friends?"

"What?"

"Do you want to start over as friends? I know in first year you said no, but I was stupid then and rude and I like to think that I've changed."

He was quiet for a couple of seconds, then looked up at me.

"Ok."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

I smiled wide at him. "I'm very happy right now."

He laughed a little. "I can tell. You look like you just won the house cup."

"Just because you took that from me in first year doesn't mean you can make fun of me about it," I joked.

He laughed even harder. "Your face though was so priceless. You were so upset."

I chucked a pillow at him, laughing too. "Like I said, I was dumb and rude."

"That was only 3 years ago," he said, raising an eyebrow, yet again.

"You raise your eyebrow a lot, did you know that?"

"I do now," he chuckled.

"And as for that being four years ago, a lot changes in three years."

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AN: So I know that Draco wasn't really 6 when Voldemort was still alive but it flows better with the idea for the story that I have, so I'm going to keep it.

ALSO THE ACTUAL CHAPTER PART, EXCLUDING THIS AN, IS EXACTLY 1000 WORDS WOOOOOHOOOOO!

So yeah, I'll update again soon.

Latuh, Losers :)