Draco Malfoy X reader (ON HOLD!!)

Chapter 15

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(Previously)
Me and Harry step back towards the steps again as Professor Quirell turns to us and start to unwrap his head scarf, as he does me and Harry look behind us at the exit and then turn to see Professor Quirell take off the finial part to reveal a face on the back of his head. I grab Harry's hand as we watch with widen eyes at the owner of the voice and the reason behind every thing that's happened to Harry as a baby,
"Harry Potter! We meet again. And Y/N riddle, how I've waited."
"Voldemort...!"
(Present)
I shake my head in disbelief and clutch onto Harry's hand tighter as I move closer to his body for safety, I look in the mirror to see the face of my dead father on the back of Professor Quirell's head.
"Yes, you see what I've become. See what I must do to survive. Live off another, a mere parasite! Unicorn blood can sustain me, but it can not give me a body of my own! But there is something that can, something that conveniently enough lies in your pocket."
"Harry! Move!"
Harry and me turns around quickly as the discovery of the stones whereabouts have been revealed and we start to run up the steps to get back to the chess board and hopefully back to the school. "Stop them!" Quirell quickly snaps his fingers and the boarder of the room is filled with a wall of fire blocking me and Harry's escape, Harry protectively puts an arm in front of me and pushes me back slightly from the flames as he turns round to the enemy and looks round the room for an escape.
"Don't be a fool, why suffer a horrific death...when you can join me and live. Y/N...you understand."
"Never! Don't talk to her!"
"Ha Ha Ha. bravery. Your parents had it too, tell me..Harry. Would you like to see your mother and father again? Together, we can bring them back. All I ask is for something in return."
I nervously look at Harry as he pulls out the stone and holds it in his hand between us, I bite my lip anxiously, knowing that Harry wants to have his parents back more than anything.
"That's it Harry, there is no good and evil. There is only power, and those too weak to seek it. Together we'll do extraordinary things, just give me the stone!"
"Harry, think about this. Power isn't everything in this world, it's what people strive for, but at the end of the day they return home to their loving friends and family. You may of lost your parents Harry but you have me and Hermione and Ron, all your friends ARE your family Harry. If you give the stone to him, some people won't have family's to go home too."
"Give me the stone!"
Harry looks briefly at the mirror and at me as he holds my hand whilst holding the stone, he looks at Voldemort with a look of rage as he shouts at him.
"You liar!"
"Kill him!"
"Harry!"
Quirell lunges forward and sores through the air as he grabs Harry's neck, causing Harry and me to fall back against the steps as the stone goes flying to Harry's right and lands on the steps as Quirell starts to choke Harry. "No! Leave him alone!" I lunge at Quirell as I desperately try to peel his hands off Harry's neck as Harry begins to gasp and reach for the stone. "Get rid off her!" Quirell momentarily takes the hand laying of Harry's chest and uses it to grab my arm and push me off him, sending me flying through the air and to crash into the mirror, causing some of it to shatter and pieces of glass to fall on me. I feel pain in my back and forehead as I feel a warm liquid run down my face and drip onto the floor. I gingerly feel my sticky forehead and hiss at the feeling of the open wound and blood on my face, I attempt to get up to help Harry but find myself in too much pain causing dizziness. I look through my jumbled sight to see Quirell suddenly backing off from the now sitting Harry, who's looking at his hands in shock, Quirells hand starts to crumbles to dust as he shrieks.
"What is this magic?!"
"Fool! Get the stone!"
As Quirell starts to approach Harry again, Harry suddenly leaps up and places his hands in Quirells face and a steam starts to come off his face as if Harry's hands were burning him. He starts to scream as Harry pushes him back and has a shocked look on his face as Quirell starts to crack like rocks and slowly approach Harry with an arm out before he falls down and crumbles to dust, leaving just a pile of clothes. I watch Harry pick up the stone and hold it tight as he breaths a breath of relief, I look over to where Quirell once stood and saw rising smoke cloud from behind Harry. "Harry! Look...out..." my voice is weak as the dizzy feeling tempts me to sleep but I stay awake as much as I can, Harry hears my warning and turns round to see the smoke cloud fly towards him in the face of Voldemort as it screams and passes through Harry causing him to scream and collapse unconscious on the floor as it flys off and out of the room. "Harry!" I push through my pain as I crawl across the floor and towards Harry's body, I try to stand to walk up the steps but fall down to a jolt of pain in my leg. I look down and see a long shard of mirror sticking out my calf as I pull it out quickly causing a small scream to escape my lips. I put my focus back on Harry as I crawl the rest of the way and collapse my head into his chest,
"Harry! Can you hear me? Harry!"
"Miss Riddle!"
I look at and see the blurry figures of Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall standing at the top of the stairs. "Please...help him..." and with those words I let the dizziness and pain get to me causing me to slowly shut my eyes and for my body to slump against Harry's as I let myself drift into a state of sleep as the sounds of the teachers yelling drown out.