Draco's pov
Mentally kicking myself I exit the common room far too scared of pain to pay too much attention to what Hermione was feeling. I walk down the empty hallway it was half and hour past curfew. My traveling cloak billows around me and the moons light flashes through the windows. I walk faster needing to get to the door. I reach the top of the marble staircase and look down.
The Headmistress is greeting a new comer. A tall blonde haired man with a snake carved walking stick. His soulless grey eyes flick up and land on me. Maybe this was the end. I should have run, run away with Hermione kept her safe. But maybe this is the final show, the final performance of power and control. It will not be a painless end.
"Ah Draco, just the boy I was looking for."
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Scars: A Dramione Veela Story
FanfictionThe war is over. A new year is starting. Draco Malfoy has a secret. Hermione Granger has regrets. Will scars heal in time for a happy ending? Or will Draco die of a broken heart? Dramione veela story.(completed) ~now under editing~ All characters...
