❛ dark light ❜ | draco malfoy

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it had been two weeks since someone had tampered with the vanishing cabinet. amelia was able to fix it within one week. every night after she and draco would hang out, she made sure to go to the room of requirement. draco had gone with her once to work on it, but it was honestly a waste of time. draco didn't know what he was doing, they both knew it.

amelia wanted to inform her father about the cabinets success, but draco was urging her to wait. so much to her dismay, she owled lord voldemort, claiming they would still need to continue their efforts in fixing it. he was, understandably, agitated.

much to tom riddle's luck, however, he was able to get another death eater into hogwarts. louise salome was ordered by lord voldemort to watch over his daughter. he wanted to make sure there would be someone there he could owl and make sure of her whereabouts. so louise made sure to keep in the common room at all times, incase amelia ever were to leave she would be able to discreetly follow her.

louise had received several owls from tom riddle asking how amelia was, where she was, and who she was with. louise felt like a babysitter. she always sent lord voldemort the same answers, though. amelia was always with malfoy and the two were always together, disappearing into a corridor in the castle on occasion.

amelia and draco sat in the courtyard after classes; everyone else had gone to hogsmeade. they sat absentmindedly discussing their day and how classes had been pointless.

it was nearing may, meaning they only had two months of school left. draco was happy to say the least, he knew once the task was completed there would be no more returning to hogwarts. as for amelia she had nowhere to go, she didn't know where her fate lay.

"you know, with this war coming," draco took amelia's hand in his, "everyone will know your heritage, darling."

amelia could feel herself growing angry, but she remained calm, for she didn't want to have to apologize to draco again for a sudden outburst.

"and that means what exactly?" she questioned.

"you're going to be wanted, hunted, even— a part of voldemort lives inside you amelia. you're his heir. if you don't die, neither does voldemort."

the thought pondered in amelia's mind as they sat in silence. there was really no escaping this unless she died or went into hiding. even if she went into hiding she would still have to face the potential threat of being found. they could even send her to azkaban, the possibilities were endless.

"hypothetically, let's say that i do run from this," amelia stood from the bench, "where would we go? how would we survive?"

draco wanted to scoff, but he refrained, "i could get us all the galleons in the world, we could go to my grandparents vacation home in romania. adopt new names and everything, we could be free from all of this, love."

they both fixated on draco's idea, neither confirming or denying his thought. amelia knew deep down she didn't want to run from whatever it was that was about to happen, but at the same time she knew she wouldn't have to run if she went away with draco.

"after the task is completed," amelia spoke slowly, making sure of her surroundings, "maybe we'll run."

draco lips turned upwards, a smile growing on his face that met his eyes. he took amelia into his arms, giving her the most genuine hug he had ever given. the fact that amelia had actually considered running, allowed for draco to put all his trust into her. he knew that amelia was the only person he ever wanted to run away with.

amelia returned his hug and sat in his lap. considering it was almost may it was quite cold out in the courtyard, draco's body heat helped refrain her from shivering.

they sat in silence, appreciating one another's presence. and as amelia sat held in draco's arms, she knew what she wanted to do.

she wanted to run.

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when everyone returned from hogsmeade, amelia parted from draco to go eat dinner with penelope. the girls sat with pansy parkinson and a seventh year named kailani frances. the girls sat and discussed the upcoming quidditch game, kailani was slytherin's captain.

"i might go, depends on if i get this essay done in potions before the weekend comes." amelia said.

"slughorn is being absolutely ridiculous," penelope huffed, "i don't even know where to or even how to start—"

penelope was cut off by a hurried greogory goyle running into the great hall, his eyes were wide as he scanned the tables looking for amelia.

"amelia— it's draco, he's in the hospital wing," goyle panted as he made it to the end of the slytherin table.

"what? why?" amelia stood from the table hurriedly following behind the tall boy.

"potter, he hexed him, snape said. he's lucky to be alive," goyle nodded his head towards the stairs, "go on i'll go entertain them girls."

amelia wanted to laugh, but she couldn't. she ran as fast as her legs would allow, all the way to the hospital wing. draco was on the bed all the way at the end of the hospital wing, he was laid wrapped in bandages.

"he's very lucky to be alive," madame pomfrey said. "i encourage you not to try waking him."

amelia nodded her head, she sat on the edge of the small bed taking draco's hand into hers.

if it was true, what goyle had said about harry hexing draco, then she wanted potter dead. draco's quaint idea of running away from the war to ensue, had completely left amelia's thoughts. she could barely think clearly anymore, she had honestly wanted to go find him and kill him. make him suffer.

all amelia could see was red. she wanted to kill.

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