Harry Potter: An Alternate Universe

Draco's Secret

Year: Sixth
House: Hufflepuff
Gender: Not specified
Love Interest: Draco

Your friend you had just been talking to during lunch made a motion with their head to get you to turn around. Draco Malfoy, your unknown boyfriend since the previous summer, held out a paper inches from your nose with a sneer on his face.

"Slughorn told me to give this to you. Don't know what for." You were quite impressed with his story; it made the most sense since your friends knew you two were in Potions together. You watched as he stormed off without another word. Your friends look at you with concern.

"I'd be careful opening that, if I were you," said the classmate sitting beside you. "It could be one of his cruel pranks."

"You're probably right," you lie. "I'll through it out right now." You get up from the Hufflepuff table, and head over to where Felch and Mrs. Norris guarded the doors.

"Where'r you off to, ey?"

"Lavatory," you reply. He opens the door enough for you to slip outside. You open the note as soon as your out of view from the doors.

Meet at Room of Requirement.

You're unimpressed with the lack of information given, but head over nonetheless. You stand outside for a couple of minutes, until you see the familiar blonde-haired boy make his way hastily toward you.

"I want to do this quick, would hate it if you were late to Charms because of me." Looking closer at him, you notice dark circles under his blue eyes, making his whole appearance seem dull and tired.

"No worries," you say, with nothing better to come up with. You place a gentle hand on his shoulder blades, running it soothingly across the fabric of his school robes. He returns a meek smile, and this concerns you even more. Before you get time to comment, two wooden doors appear, and he ushers you inside.

You watch as he closes the doors behind his, then takes your hand and leads you over several hazardous objects splayed across the floor. It was evident Draco was acting politely, not saying he wasn't in the past. He looked terrified.

Finally, he stops before a large wardrobe, or dresser. Actually, you weren't totally sure what it was, or what significance it held.

"A Vanishing Cabinet," he remarks. "The other one's at Borgin and Burkes."

"Oh really," you say, trying to sound casual. "What's it for?" He turns to you his eyebrows furrowed, but you can still see a glimmer of fear in his eyes. Perhaps not because of what he's about to tell you, but in anticipation of how you might react. You decide whatever it may be, you'll try to remain as calm as possible.

"I've been given orders from the Dark Lord... to, uh...", he stutters. You try to remain patient, but your heart beat quickens at the mention of he-who-must-not-be-named.

"I have to, well, fix this cabinet, to create a passageway."

"What for?," you ask.

"The, uh, Death Eaters need a way to get into the school-"

"What!," you shout, ignoring your original plan to keep calm. "Why?!"

"They've got to get rid of Dumbledore," he replies, his voice less raised compared to yours. You stare at him, completely speechless.

"You're helping Death Eaters kill our headmaster?" Seeing the shame written on his face puts a whole through your gut. "This isn't right."

"(Y/n), I-"

"This isn't you! You're above this, you're above them!!"

"Well what do you suppose I do?" He spits at you. You recognize that blatant sarcasm he uses, only when he's especially angry.

"Tell them you won't. You won't do it."

"Oh yeah, sure. I'll just walk up to my good ol' friend Voldemort and tell him my (boy/girl)friend thinks this goes against my character!"

"My character? He killed so many people. Remember Cedric? My own house. And and and-," your head was spinning so much, you lost track of what you were supposed to say. You felt a strong pair of hands grip your shoulders to keep you steady.

"All of my friends think I'm doing this because I want to. They don't know what he threatened me with." You pause.

"What did he tell you?"

"He said, if I fail to fix this before the end of the year..." he hesitated. "He'll kill me, and my parents." Guilt filled that gaping hole in your stomach. Guilt and pity. You should have realized he would have an understandable reason. Although, you couldn't help but think if Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy were your parents, you might not be so keen on wanting to protect them. You'd met his father at Ollivanders your first year, and found him undoubtedly rude. Plus, any parents who lets their child be thrown around by the Dark Lord like a dishrag seem unsuitable.

This however, you pushed aside in your brain. Draco had dropped his arms at his sides, and looked away heartbroken. What he was doing was wrong, there was no doubt. But you knew nothing you'd say would change the circumstance. Even if Draco confronted you-know-who and told him off, him and his whole family would be killed, and then what? He'd find other means to infiltrate the school, and possibly hurt more people along the way.

"I'm so sorry," you say. You take a few steps closer to him. You waste no time wrapping your arms around his waist, holding his stiff body close to you. He eventually leans his head on your shoulder, and you feel his warm breath on your neck. You start to play with the ends of his hair.

"I'll be honest, it feels better telling someone."

"I thought you said your friends know."

"You're different," he starts, standing up straighter so he can see you. He cuffs the side of your head with his hand. "I feel safe telling you about it in detail-" he paused. "And I understand if you never want to see me again." You scoff.

"I wouldn't be hugging you if that were true. I said I'd stick with you, no matter what. A bit hard to take in, yes, but I'm still by your side." You take the hand that had been cuffing your cheek, and moved it over to your lips, placing a light kiss on the inside of his palm.

"Do you know how scared I was you might never talk to me again?" He asked. You notice a light smile creeping up the corner of his lips.

"Absolutely terrified, I hope."

Okay okay (see, I do the ending in bold text like a real Wattpad author). Anywhooooo... hope you like. Don't even think anyone's read this yet- those 5 reads are probably all me :)
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