Blood Red, Snow White | Dramione ✔

5. The Reality

Draco watched anxiously as Harry tipped the contents of the vial into Narcissa's mouth. Draco's heart ached. His mother. His beautiful mother was in front of him, but unmoving.

"Leave it Potter, perhaps Ron was right", he stated and looked away.

He turned his head the other way and let a tear or two fall. He quickly wiped them and was about to ask them to leave when he heard a voice.

"Draco!"

Draco froze. It was her voice. It was his mother's voice. He didn't dare turn around thinking that the moment might shatter.

And then he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. A soft and oh so familiar hand. Draco turned and stared right into the grey eyes of Narcissa Malfoy.

And then he couldn't hold it in any longer. He didn't care he was surrounded by 2 Gryffindors. He didn't care he was a Malfoy. All he cared was that his mother.His mother was standing right in front of his eyes. Alive. So Draco Malfoy did something he never thought he'd ever do.

He wept.

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"Son, it seems like you missed your mother more than you missed me".

Draco lifted his head from his mother's shoulder and came face to face with Lucius Malfoy.

Draco rushed to him and embraced him like a child. He laughed and cried at the same time. He felt overwhelmed. Everything felt perfect.

And then an image flashed inside his head. An image of a certain Hermione Granger.

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"So what are we going to do now?" Harry asked when the moment was over.

"They'll stay with me", Draco said.

"No Draco, that's too dangerous. Voldermort should not know that we figured out his dirty little trick."

"Excuse me? But did I hear you correctly ? It was me, Ronald Bilius Weasley who figured it out. Not 'we' ", Ron interjected.

"Oh please weaselbee, it took you half an hour to figure out what you had actually said", Draco drawled.

"Children! Be serious.", Narcissa scolded.

"Sorry mum", Draco smiled and put his arm around her shoulders.

"I think you can hand us over to the Order", Lucius stated.

"Yeah so Moody can fry your balls", said Ron with a roll of his eyes.

"No Ron. I think Mr Malfoy is right. That way, they'll be safe and out of sight. I'll personally go and drop them off and talk to everyone."

"Alright Harry"

"Draco, son why are you still working for-" Lucius cleared his throat,"- V V Voldermort? "

Draco looked uncomfortable but then, looking here and there, he finally spoke in a small voice.
"Hermione Granger has been missing. We know it was the death eaters who took her away. And I'm going to bring her back home".

Narcissa's eyes filled with tears at such determination in her son's voice. She went up to him and hugged him. "Bring her home Draco. Bring her home", she whispered.

Draco pulled away, smiled and then nodded.

They filled the two graves with rubble and placed flowers on top of them to make them look even more realistic.

"I have to go. He's calling me", Draco stated. He went to his mother and kissed her on the cheek who did the same to him and then he hugged his father.