I Won't Leave You.- Draco Malfoy xReader.

Chapter 8~ Summer.

Bri's POV

Harry, Ryann, and Draco left to there family's while I went with Hermione.

Harry went back to his muggle family and Ryann went with Draco.

Mrs. Weasley is always so nice and invited Hermione and I to stay the summer with them at their house The Burrow. I brought my owl to send letters to Harry and the others while at Ron's house. 

"Hermione, Bri I'll show you my room." Ginny said ushering us up the stairs.

We followed her up the stairs into a medium sized bedroom it had moving wizard posters of different bands.

"Your sleeping here." Ginny said with a smile.

"You have a nice room Ginny!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Thank you." Ginny said.

"Your Welcome." Hermione said.

We walked back down the steps and Ron was looking at me.

"Hi, Ron." Hermione said.

Ron said hi back.

"Harry hasn't answered my letter yet and I've sent 10 of them! Maybe it's that stupid owl, he's ancient!" Ron exclaimed.

|Later at night|

Ginny, Hermione, and I got our pajamas on. Then a letter hit me in the face.

It read, 

"' Dear Bri, and Hermione,

"' Fred and George have a plan to check on Harry tonight to see how he is doing with that muggle family, dad said that Harry got a letter from the Ministry of Magic, we are taking the flying car to Privet Drive. Meet me in my bedroom if your in on the plan. From Ron.'"

I woke up Hermione and she agreed, we jumped out of bed without waking up Ginny and snuck out of her room we walked up what seemed to be 7 sets of stairs and finally made it.

"Glad to see that you agreed to the plan." Ron whispered.

George and Fred peaked out behind Ron.

"Yep!" Whispered George.

"Yep!" Whispered Fred.

 We walked down the steps and made it to the garage. Fred climbed into the drivers seat and George was in the passengers seat. I climbed into the back seat next to Hermione and Ron.

We started to pull out of the drive way and then the car was slowly rising off the ground we started to speed in the sky and what seemed like hours we where in front of Harry's window. It had a bunch of bars nailed into the wood of his window.

Harry came running over and opened up the window.

Harry: "Ron!"

Harry: "What the..."

Ron: "Will explain later."

Ron: "We've come to take you home with us."

Harry: "But you can't magic me out either----"

Ron: "We don't need to," said Ron, jerking his head toward the front seat and grinning.

Ron: "You forgot who I've got with me."

 "Tie that around the bars," said Fred, throwing the end of a rope to Harry.

"If the Dursleys wake up, I'm dead," said Harry as he tied the rope tightly around a bar and Fred revved up the car.

"Don't worry," said Fred, "and stand back."

Harry moved back into the shadows next to Hedwing, who seemed to have realized how important this was and kept still and silent. The car revved louder and louder and suddenly, with a crunching noise, the bars were pulled of clean out of the window as Fred drove straight up in the air. Harry ran back to the window to see the bars dangling a few feet above the ground. Panting, Ron hoisted them up into the car. Harry looked back at his door listening to any sound of the Dursleys. 

Fred reversed as close as possible to Harry's window. 

"Get in," Hermione said.

"But all my Hogwarts stuff---- my wand---- my broomstick-----"

"Where is it?"

"Locked in the cupboard under the stairs, and I can't get out of this room---"

"No problem," said George from the front passenger seat. "Out of the way, Harry."

Fred and George climbed catlike through the window into Harry's room. You had to hand it to them, I thought, as George took an ordinary hairpin from his pant pocket and started to pick the lock.

"A lot of wizards think it's a waste of time, knowing this sort of Muggle trick," said Fred, "but we feel they're skills worth learning, even if they are a bit slow."

There was a small click and the door swung open.

"So--- we'll get your trunk--- you grab anything you need from your room and hand it out to Ron," whispered George.

"Watch out for the bottom stair-- it's creaks," Harry whispered back as the twins disappeared onto the dark landing.

Harry went around his room, grabbing his things and passing them out of the window to Ron.

Harry went to help the twins with his trunk. Fred climbed back into the car to pull with Ron,  and Harry and George pushed from the bedroom side. Inch by inch, the trunk slid through the window.

Uncle Vernon coughed.

"A  bit more," panted Fred, who was pulling from inside the car.

"One good push----"

Harry and George threw their shoulders against the trunk and it slid out of the window into the back seat of the car.

"Okay, let's go," George whispered.

But as Harry climbed onto the windowsill there came a sudden loud screech from behind him, followed immediately by the thunder of Uncle Vernon's voice.

"THAT RUDDY OWL!"

"I've forgotten Hedwing!" 

Harry tore back across the room as the landing light clicked on-- he snatched up Hedwing's cage, dashed to the window, and passed it out to Ron. He was scrambling back onto the chest of drawers when Uncle Vernon stood framed in the doorway; he then let out a bellow like an angry bull and dived at Harry, grabbing him by the ankle.

Ron, Fred, George, Hermione, and I seized Harry's arms and pulled as hard as they could.

"Petunia!" roared Uncle Vernon. "He's getting away! HE'S GETTING AWAY!" 

But the Weasleys gave a gigantic tug and Harry's leg slid out of Uncle Vernon's grasp--- Harry was in the car--- he'd slammed the door shut-----

"Put your foot down, Fred!" yelled Ron, and the car shot suddenly towards the moon.

Harry couldn't believe it-- he was free. He rolled down the window, the night air whipping his hair, and looked back at the rooftops of Privet Drive. The Dursleys were all hanging, dumbstruck, out of Harry's window.

"See you next Summer!" Harry yelled.

The Weasleys roared with laughter and Harry settled back in his seat, grinning from ear to ear.