Drarry One Shots

The third war (pt 1, the plan)

This part will be too long for a one shot, therefore it will have 3 parts
**Draco's point-of-view**

It was 2 years since Harry defeated Voldemort, and 2 years since we started dating. I was in the kitchen when I heard voices coming from the living room.
"I know it's been 2 years Cissy, but we must, we were valued death eaters, this is what the dark lord would have wanted." I stepped closer "And they won't have their little army," I heard him chuckle menacingly "But Lucius come on, aren't we over that? Plus who are we trying to kill, Harry Potter? A 19 year old? It's stupid." "And I'm sure you didn't think that 2 years ago, when you watched him get shot by avada kedavra, did you?" "Lucius you know that if i said anything about it, the dark lord would kill me, you, and probably Draco too. Speaking of Draco, could you bring him in here?" I quickly got up and ran over to the counter reached into a cupboard and grabbed a glass, pulling out my wand, and whispering "Aguamenti" just as the kitchen door opened. Water started to pour into the glass and my dad looked at me quizzically. "I see you're getting a drink for yourself for once, didn't want to bother the house elf huh? Anyway come into the living room we need to talk." I walked in and sat down, Mother was the first to speak, "Hello Draco dear, so we have to talk to you about something impor-" "AS death eaters" father interrupted, "It is out duty to serve the dark lord, even after his death, therefore we will avenge him, we will kill Harry Potter, and you my dear, you must help us."

****

I was sitting on my bed flipping the false galleon around in my hand, the conversation from earlier running through my head. I got a parchment and a muggle invention called a "pen" that Harry got me, and started to write;

Dear Harry,
I'm coming over tomorrow morning, this is serious business, and I don't care if your busy, we need to talk. I will write a date to meet with the DA on the galleon, for two days from now, we must prepare.
Love, Draco
P.S- sorry if that sounded harsh, I love you. Also I'm using the "pen" thing you got me for my birthday, much easier than a quill.

I wrote his name on the envelope and gave it to my owl, opening my window to let it out.

****

It was the next morning, I knocked on Harry's door, and heard that familiar, husky but gentle voice, "Come in!" I opened the door, and he was sitting on the couch across the room. "I got your letter at around 11 last night, what's going on that could be THAT important!" I looked at him in shock, "H-Harry, I" "I'm sorry Draco, I'm just worried, that letter, it was serious.." he interjected "Yes" my voice hardened "this is in fact very serious. So, my mother and father were talking to me yesterday, and the death eaters want revenge, they're still out to kill you Harry. We need to fight, and we need the DA. My father said 'As death eaters we must serve the dark lord, even after his death, therefore we will avenge him.'"

****

It took a lot of explaining, confusion, and disbelief, before Harry finally knew for sure what was going to happen. I promised him to find out more information before the DA meeting tomorrow, and I most certainly did. I had been sitting on the armchair talking with mother and father for about an hour, what was going to happen and when. "Draco, why are you so worried? You've hated Potter your whole life, what could possibly be conflicting you?" Father asked "Yeah, Draco, do you have something you would like to tell us dear?" Should I do it, should I tell them I was dating Harry? They wouldn't react very well, but at this point I didn't care. "Yes, as a matter of fact I DO have something to tell you!" I blurted out. "I'm joining Harry's side, because I can't let you hurt him, I love him too much!" I started to cry, "I'm dating Harry Potter and there's nothing you can do about it!" I ran out of the room and slammed the door. I could hear a roar of rage come from my father, "I DIDNT RAISE A SON LIKE THAT!" I cried even harder, running up to my room to pack my things.

****

Two packed trunks and a long walk later, I decided to call the Knight Bus, but where was I going to go? That's it, Hermione's place.

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I got to the front door and knocked, "Who is it!" between sniffles I managed to yell back, "It's Draco!" The door opened, "Oh Draco you look terrible, what happened?" I sighed and sat down on the couch, "I.. I told my parents, about me and H-Harry, I told them. It was a m-mistake Hermione! They k-kicked m-me out.. I'm a d-disappointment to m-my f-family.." I started to sob into a pillow, when a door opened and keys jingled. "Hermione I'm home!" Said an instantly recognizable voice: Ron. "Ron sweetie, we have a visitor." He walked into the room and looked at me in shock, "What are you playing at Hermione? Why is he here?" Ron was angry with me, I could tell, he never liked me. "Well, he just got here about 5 minutes ago, apparently he just got kicked out of his house, and couldn't work up the nerve to go to Harry's, so he came here." I nodded in agreement to what she had said, but Ron still looked upset, "Rubbish," he muttered under his breath.

****

It was morning, and I had almost forgotten where I was, until the events of last night came back to me. Well, at least I had the DA meeting to look forward to later.

A/N
Sorry I took a little break guys, but I needed one. Also, this is going to be made into parts because this part alone was over 1000 words. Anyway, have a nice day I'm gonna go watch Family Guy now.