The Lost Blood: Into the Muggleworld || Draco Malfoy

Chapter 9: Safe

Once they arrived on a beach, Ron hurried towards Hermione, enclosing her in a hug. She had a bloodied arm, and was glad that Amara came, but worried her as well. Her parents were left defenseless. But somewhere in the back of her head, she knew that they were safe.

Amara hurriedly stood up from the ground and walked towards Hermione."Hermione, i need your necklace. Please," said Amara as she pointed towards her sister's moon necklace.

Hermione hesitantly took it off and handed it to Amara."Where's yours?"

"It's with Malfoy," Amara answered, but soon regretted it as she saw the hurt flash in Hermione's eyes. The memories were still, of course, raw and fresh in her mind." I'm sorry."

"'s fine," Hermione whispered as she clutched unto Ron'a arm.

"Where's Harry?" Ron suddenly asked. " I mean both."

"Im here," Amara's schoolmate said." And call me styles instead since it confuses the group. Where's Potter?"

They all looked around, and saw Harry Potter crouching, holding something close to his chest.

It all took them a second to realize that it was the house elf, Dobby.

Amara scurried towards Harry Potter, and choked in her sobs as she saw the elf's bloodied shirt. Harry was crying and mourning for the elf. He said that he wanted to bury Dobby without magic, and they all couldnt help but agree with that. The elf deserved proper burial.

Styles went by Amara's side, and Amara sobbed in his chest. He rubbed her back softly, whispering comforting things in her ears. "It's okay, Amara. It'll be better," he cooed.

Amara just nodded, and broke away from his hug smoothly. She remembered that she promised Malfoy that she wouldn't leave him, so she closed her eyes and focused on her necklace.

To know where the other necklace is, one must clutch the necklace and whisper the incantation "invenio."

She whispered the spell and a vision of the mountain grass field beside Hogwarts came in her head. There, Malfoy was standing up, wand in hand, watching his school from afar.

Amara opened her eyes, meeting with Styles' dark green ones." I have to go..."

"Where?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed." I'll go with you. It's not safe."

"No," she said." I can handle myself. Besides, Malfoy will be with me when I come back."

Styles sighed in defeat as Amara disappeared into thin air. Hermione rushed to where Styles is." Where did she go?!"

"I don't know. She said that she's bringing Malfoy back here," Styles stated.

"Why didnt you go with her ?" Hermione scolded Styles.

"She wouldnt let me!" He defended himself." She apparated before I could even say 'wait'!"

Hermione scowled at Styles and walked towards Harry Potter, trying her best to comfort him.

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Amara arrived at the cliff nearby Hogwarts. It was dark, and peace surrounded her. She trudged in the mud and look around for Malfoy. By the end of the cliff, she finally saw the blond haired boy that she was looking for.

His back was faced to her, and he had not noticed her presence. He swam in his pool of thoughts as he gazed upon the castle walls of Hogwarts.

Amara walked towards him, her footsteps light and swift. She sat down beside him, Malfoy finally acknowledging her presence. " Are you alright?"

"Yeah," Amara sighed. " Saved Hermione from this crazy woman in your house. She's rather pretty, but maniacal."

Draco chuckled at her bluntness. " Ah... I see you've met my auntie dearest, Bellatrix."

"She was your aunt?" Amara stated in shock, a small smile creeping to her lips." Well now I know where you've got your craziness."

Malfoy played a long and smiled, but then his smile suddenly faltered as he sighed." How are they?"

"Your family?" asked Amara. Malfoy faintly nodded, as if he was ashamed. " I mean I stunned your aunt and disarmed your father, but I did not harm them much, considering that I wanted to use the cruciatus curse on your aunt."

Malfoy smirked at Amara. She was being so blunt and honest, which Malfoy liked and adored. " How about... Mum?"

Amara smiled faintly." No harm came to her. Don't worry, mummy's boy."

"Oh, shut it," Malfoy said, a playful smile on his lips.

"We better get going now," Amara stated." It's dangerous to be here."

Malfoy nodded as Amara grabbed his arm and apparated them back to where her sister was.

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As soon as they arrived at the safe house in the beach, Amara was met with an angry Hermione.

"Leaving without even saying where you're going?" Hermione scowled." What on earth were you thinking?"

Amara winced at her older, half sister's tone. " I promised I would come back for Malfoy."

"Well you could've told me where you were going!" Hermione scolded Amara. " What if death eaters came."

"There were none!" Amara defended herself." Besides, I'm perfectly capable of defending myself."

"Oh yes!" Hermione sarcastically yelled." Because you proved this by getting hit with the cruciatus curse by non other than the father of the boy whom you had brought here!"

The room fell silent, and out of the corner of Amara's eyes, she saw Malfoy casting his gaze down in shame.

" Don't talk about me bringing Malfoy here as if it was a mistake!" exclaimed Amara as she walked off towards Styles and Malfoy. She looked at Styles and said," You two are okay with sharing a room right? There's not much rooms here."

The two boys nodded, both of their eyes lingering on Amara's frowning face.

"I'll be out in the beach if you ever need me," she muttered and walked out of the house with her wand in hand.

She let out a frustrated sigh and clutched her wand tightly in her hand. She desperately wanted relief from all the things that she was feeling. She felt frustrated, angry, sad, scared, and pain. She felt every emotion that you could name.  She let out a huff and pointed at a rock nearby." Reducto!"

The rock bursted into pieces at the same time Amara bursted into tears for no particular reason. Perhaps it was because she had been bottling up emotions she felt throughout all the years, and the quarrel with Hermione made her burst.

All in all, she felt guilty for acting the way she did; like an irresponsible and emotional teen. She was better than this. She knows this.

Styles suddenly came out of the house, jogging towards Amara, who was kneeling on the sand and wiping away some tears that escaped her eyes. His green orbs softened and his heart broke at the sight. It was obvious that he felt something for her, but he doubted that she felt the same.

He sat close to her, wrapping an arm around her. She reluctantly sank into his arms and closed her eyes, listening to his smooth, calming voice.

In that moment she felt as if the world around her had disappeared. It was like as if they were the only once that mattered.

In that moment, she felt safe.

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How do you guys feel about styles?
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Btw, the spell ( invenio) is made up. Lol.

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