We all stood in the room with professor Lupin. A grin made its way to all our faces except for Draco of course. I knew his fear was his father rejecting him.
"Now repeat after me without wands first, Riddikulus." Remus said. "A little louder. Say it clearly. Riddikulus."
"Riddikulus." Everyone said.
"This class is Riddikulus." Draco muttered under his breath. I grinned a bit.
"Who would like to try it out first, Neville. What's your fear?"
"Professor Snape."
"Professor.. Hm. You live with your grandmother right? I want you to picture her clothes only her clothes."
"She carries a red hand bag-"
"Alright. If you see it then we can see it. Here's what I want you to do." Professor walked up to Neville and whispers something into his ear. The doorknob opened exposing a rather interesting Snape who looked so sassy. 'Snape' strutted over to Neville.
"R-Riddikulus!!" He shouted. With one whisk, the boggart of Snape had on rather interesting clothes. (Snape wears your grandmas clothes. He looks incredible.) Everyone began to laugh rather loudly.
Professor Lupin laughed along with the students. "Alright everyone form a line." Everyone formed a line. For some reason I managed in second row. Right behind Ron.
"Good luck Ron." I whisper patting his shoulder gently. Ron takes a deep breath in before taking a step forward to signify he was ready. The boggart shifted between a few things but then appeared as a black widow.
A whimper escaped Rons lips which caused me to smile a bit. Spiders. Such a common fear. "Riddikulus!!" Ron shouted. The spider then shifted for the spider to have roller skates. I gulp knowing that my fear was probably cliché but it was Draco dying to a simple Avada Kedavra.
I take a step forward and send a glance toward Draco who is watching as if expecting me to have some ridiculous fear. The boggart stared at me before shifting between a few different things.
A let out heavy breathes as the boggart stops at a form of Draco. I clutch my robes tightly and watch as a blast of light hits him out of no where. He whispers to me. "All your fault. Mudblood." Blood seeps through his clothes. "You should've been stronger and taken.. Worthless, Useless, Stu-"
"RIDDIKULUS!!" I shout. 'Draco' turns into a tap dancing ferret. Ironic really. Everyone giggles to themselves so I run over to Draco. He stares at me in shock.
"We'll talk later.." Draco whispers into my heart. He places a gentle kiss to the side of my face. I turn my head and just know this was finally the time he'd dump me. Of course. He found my fear ridiculous stupid. "We'll talk in Hogsmeade."
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Few hours went by and I changed into a simple black hoodie with speckles like stars around it. I pulled on converse and strutted out of the room. Draco stared at me. His eyes went to my black ripped up skinny jeans. He held out his hand so I took it.
The slip of the paper was tucked under my armpit. I hoped it would keep it safe so that it wouldn't fall out. Draco casted me a side glance. "If this is about the fear.. It's okay.. I found it quite terrifying myself. Is that really.. Is that really what you think my last words would say?"
I nod my head in shame. Deep down in my pitch black soul I felt a twinge of pain. Through that pain was a tiny pad of shame. Draco leaned his head in, pressed his lips to mine. We stayed like this for a while until I pulled away for air.
"I got you something." Draco spoke and held out a case. It was an amazing looking case actually. Draco opened the lid.
What's inside it?
