"What was that?" I ask as I cling to Draco's hand. We were walking through the house, trying to find the source of the noise we had heard.
It was still dark, I could barely make out anything. I followed him to one of the windows and we both peer out into the night.
"Do you think its snatchers?" I ask lifting my wand.
Draco releases my hand, "I'm not sure, stay here, I'm going to go check it out."
I watch him walk ever so slowly towards the door, then as quietly as he could he opens it and peers outside.
He walks on out into the front yard. I watch through the window as he checks the parameter of the spell we had used to protect the house.
After a few seconds, I see his silhouette coming back.
I begin making my way towards the door, wanting to meet him.
"I didn't see anything, maybe it was just a animal or," he voice stopps just as we hear another shout. Draco went still, his eyes wide.
"Draco," I whisper, too much fear had taken over me to speak any louder. I watched as he fell silently to the floor.
I look up and see hooded figures surrounding the house.
"No!" I shout knowing exactly who they were, the Deatheaters.
I lift my wand but before a spell could escape my lips, the Deatheater that was close to me shouts, "Expelliarmus!"
My wand goes flying. I dive for it but before I could reach it someone grabs me by my shoulders, pining me to the floor..
"Let me go!" I shout as I struggle to break free of their grasp. They roll me over and shake me violently.
"Stop, let me go!" I scream.
"Leianna," I hear them say.
"Let go!"
"Leianna, wake up!"
I struggled on as the world began to change. I fight as they keep yelling my name. "Leianna!" My eyes snap open and I grip onto the person in front of me.
Now holding to my shoulders, with a worried look across his face, was Draco.
"Leianna, are you all right?"
I look around the room, seeing a small hint of light coming from the window. Daylight was breaking, and the storm was over. "It was a dream," I say to myself.
"What?"
"It was just a dream," I repeat in relief. I push his hands from my shoulders and sit up.
"I dreamed we had been located and the Deatheaters were here," I explain to him.
I push my hair out of my face and let out a frustrated breath.
"It wouldn't be that quick or easy for them to already locate us," Draco states trying to sound assuring.
"Really?" I ask turning to look to him, "You honestly believe that?"
"We are just two people, two of many that fled," he replied, "Besides we have the charms on the house."
I snort and throw back the cover. I needed to get out of this bed, to release any remnant of that nightmare from my head. I stand up and make my way across the room.
"Where are you going?" Draco asks me.
"To take a shower."
"Want me to join?" I turn and he had a playful smile on his face.
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Loving Bittersweet (Part Three of You Will Be The Death of Me)
FanfictionLeianna Sweary has been through a lot since her first year at Hogwarts. She has been through more than any typical teenager. Her first year resulted in heartbreak when she meets Draco Malfoy. At first she found him arrogant and rude, but over time h...