h.p. ○ drabbles

Harry x reader x Draco part.2

"What happened to us?"

What did happen to us? We used to be the best of friends and now look at where we are; fighting each other because of some demon without a nose.

I slide down against a wall in an empty corridor listening to the faint screams coming from outside. Resting my my elbow against my bent knee, I place my forehead into my palm and silently cry.

Why am I crying?

"Why are you crying?" I suddenly hear. My head jolts up from the familiar voice.

"Why do you care? I didn't think you have cared for the past four years."

"Shh, please don't say that." he soothes, sitting down next to me. He goes to bring me into a hug, but that brings back painful memories. Happy memories.

"Shove off, Malfoy." I spit.

"I'm just trying to help-"

"Why should you help me now? You bullied me and my friends for so long! Why should I let you back into my life! Why should I become friends with you again, Draco. Tell- me."

He's at a loss for words. Tears speak for him instead, but I'm not convinced.

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"Harry Potter you listen to me right now!" I shout at him. Harry turns around to look at me with sad eyes.

"(Y/n) I have to go to him, I can't let you die. Any of you."

"Harry..." I trail off. Arms go around me and I bury myself in his shoulder and wrap my arms around his waist.

"I love you, you know that, right?" he mumbles in my ear.

"You tell me every day... I love you so much, Potter."

He lets go from our tight embrace and kisses me with passion, it wasn't long, but it wasn't short either. It was how we always do it.

We release and he hugs me one last item before running down the broken stairs of what we call home.

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"Hermione... they're coming back." I whisper.

I can hear the shakiness in her voice as she speaks. "I see Hagrid..."

"What's he got in his arms?" I ask, squinting. It's too dusty and foggy for me to see.

The group of Deatheater's gets closer before I can fully see what's in Hagrid's arms.

"No!" I scream, trying to get to Harry, but Seamus holds me back. He pulls me into his arms as I shake. I don't cry, I just stare out to Harry's body.

"Harry Potter, is dead!" Voldemort shouts.

I tug away from Seamus and try to run out again to Harry, but I'm held back once more. The person brings me into their arms and I sob, gripping onto their shirt as a last resort of comfort.

"Draco, honey, please come over to us." I suddenly hear from the other side.

I look out and see Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy beckoning for Draco to come over to them. I glance around for him until I realise that I'm holding onto Draco's shirt. He looks down at me and gives me a sad smile. "I'm sorry."

He lets go, and for the first time in four years, I miss his embrace.

But I have to remember Harry.

"Slim down, Neville." I hear Seamus say, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I look up and see Neville standing out beyond the rest of us.

"No, it doesn't matter that he's gone... or that Remus, Tonks, Fred... anyone! We still have them, in here!" he says patting his chest.

At that moment Harry practically rolled out of Hagrid's arms and ran into the rubble of the castle.

  Tears welled in my eyes knowing that he was alive.

  Everyone quickly went back to fighting as Voldemort went after Harry.

  I stupifey a Deatheater and they hit a wall. That directs my attention to the three people walking away from the scene; the Malfoy's.

  Draco and I make eye contact. His eyes show regret. I give him a weak smile and he returns it, turning around to face the same way as his parents.

  Who knows. That may have been the last time I'll ever get to see him.

  And I never got to say goodbye.

  Or hello for that matter.
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16 Years Later
  "Mum! My hair looks fine!" my eldest son, James exclaims, clearly annoyed and embarrassed.

  I sigh. "Sorry James, your hair is just a unruly as your fathers when he was your age."

  "Yes, yes, I know. You tell me everyday."

  "Mummy! Look I see aunt Hermione and uncle Ron!" Lily shouts getting excited from atop of James's trolley.

  "Yes, dear, go and see Hugo."

  She hops off and runs off to her best friend. I smile and wave slightly at Ron when we make eye contact. He grins widely and waves back.

  "Harry-" I'm cut off by seeing him talking to Albus about something, but I know I shouldn't interrupt.

  "It's been a while." I suddenly hear behind me.

  I turn around and see the last person I ever expected to see. "James, go over to your aunt and uncle, please."

  "Mum, they're not my blood aunt and uncle-"

  "Don't argue with me James."

  "Yes, mum..." he mopes away over to his family friends.

  "Draco."

  "(Y/n)."

  It's an awkward silence before and throw my arms around him and he hugs me back just as tight.
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Sorry for the short chapter but it's what I got. Thank for reading!