Severus Snape's Sister

IX. Potter

Draco Malfoy

It was just another dreary day until 'Harry Potter' showed up.

His mother told him that Harry Potter was allegedly in their house. He went to see and knew right away it was, but he wanted a chance for the rest to not catch on. That didn't work; Bellatrix was going torture Hermione. He couldn't stand it and ran for Natasha.

"Natasha, stay in this room. Do not open the door unless I call you 'princess' even if it is my voice. Even if it is Ollivander or anyone else, do not open the door. Understand?"

"Yes," she said immediately.

"Good. Ignore everything. Remember, I love you. You're beautiful," he said with tears in his eyes.

"Draco, what's going on? I-"

"No. Stay here," he pleaded. "I want you to be safe."

"I want you back in my arms safely, my love," she told him.

"I know," he told her with no promise of it happening. He looked into her eyes and memorized the pattern before going back down the stairs. It was absolute madness. He was disarmed by Potter. He made a split-second decision and ran over to Potter. He grabbed him by the shirt and muttered, "If you're leaving, take Natasha with you. Keep her safe." He pulled the other boy so they were nose-to-nose and threatened, "or I will kill you." He meant it.

Draco ran back and grabbed Natasha's hand. "You have to leave. You'll be safer with the Order."

"Draco?" Her eyes showed distrust and fear.

"I know it's hard. I love you, princess," he told her. He pulled into one last passionate kiss before pulling her away. "Dobby? Dobby, please keep her safe. Please," he begged the house elf. "I know we-and especially I-abused you, but keep her safe." He pulled a galleon from his pocket and handed it to the elf before running. The prisoners gathered and apparated away.