Nova Snape; A Draco Malfoy-Severus Snape story (Completed and Edited)

Chapter Thirteen

*Third Person*

Scabior walked out of the Great Hall, ignoring the speechless children. He couldn't help but think about how beautiful he thought she was. He also noticed how light she was. He walked back out to where the Malfoys were.

"Let me carry her." Draco insisted.

"For the last time, no!" Lucius snapped at his son.

"To your manor?" Scabior asked to nobody in particular.

"Yes, please. Apparate, if you will." Mrs. Malfoy said.

Scabior did not wait for further instructions. He turned on the spot and apparated to the porch of Malfoy Manor. He waited for one of the Malfoys to arrive so he could be let in. Draco was the next to apparate, alongside his mother. Together they entered the house and started up the stairs to Nova's bedroom.

"Which one is Nova's?" Scabior asked.

"The one on the left." Draco replied. The door on the left was his bedroom, but, seeing as Nova would be resting there for a while, Draco wanted to sleep in Nova's bed.

"But that's your room, Draco" Mrs. Malfoy said to Draco.

"Yeah I know. But I want to stay in her room." Draco answered his mother.

"Why?"

"Because her bed smells like her." Draco said in a soft voice. He had always loved the way Nova smelled. Like vanilla and pumpkins. Sweet and Spicy.

Draco pushed open the door to his room and went to his bed. He pulled back the blankets so they were at the foot of the bed. Scabior put the limp body of Nova down, while gently putting her head down with his hands. He noticed a silver chain around her neck, so he pulled it. On the chain were three rings. Two were identical silver bands and the other looked like an engagement ring. Scabior wondered if Draco proposed to her at a young age.

"Whose rings are these?" He asked Draco. Mrs. Malfoy had not gone in the room with the two boys, so Scabior was free to ask Draco about Nova.

"They were her parents' wedding rings." Draco said softly. "I never knew she wore them around her neck"

Scabior felt a pang in his heart, He had been there when her parents died. Every time somebody mentioned something that had to do with the 31st of August, he felt guilty.

"Check her fingers." Draco said a little louder. Scabior reached forward and grabbed Nova's left hand. It felt cold and sent goose bumps up Scabior's arms. Nothing on her hand.

"What am I looking for?" Scabior asked Draco.

"A ring."

Scabior reached for Nova's right hand. On the ring finger was an opal ring with a snake.