Heir Of Gryffindor

Chapter Twelve

"Albus, we have to give her the proper education she needs, and you know who can give it to her! Harley needs to prepare herself no matter what is to come! We have to think-"

"No Minerva. Harley needs to stay here at Hogwarts. Harry is already gone, and if she leaves, what hope will the students have left? We can't just take out the only two beacons of hope this school has!"

I sighed and listened to all of the professors discussing my future. Not once did they ask my input, but I was used to that. I looked out the window, watching how still the grounds were. It was incredibly early in the morning and I just wanted to lie in my bed and ignore the events of today. For the past six hours, many of my professors had been arguing about what should happen with me now that I was both a seer and could control the freaking weather.

James had sat next to me the entire time, not saying a word, but occasionally nodding his head in agreement with someone. James gave me a small smile, but I just shook my head, and rested it upon the windowsill. I didn't understand most of what was going on. For some reason, Dumbledore explained more to Harry than he ever did to me. I wanted to be involved, and I should be informed, but because I was a girl, it seemed that I wouldn't get what I wanted. I continued to be lost in thought, before I was lulled to sleep by the steady sound of their arguing.

"Harley dear, we need to pack your trunk now."

I bolted up, hitting my head on the window, before staring up in bewilderment at Professor McGonagall, but slowly nodded my head. She had awoken me from my sleep and I was more than a bit confused. We ran to my room and I was happy to see that everyone was out of the tower. Classes were happening at the moment, giving me time to sneak out of the castle without having to say goodbye to anyone. McGonagall quickly grabbed my trunk and began to throw everything inside of it. Andromeda meowed from my bed and I hurriedly shoved her into her cage. I couldn't leave her behind.

We quietly left the room and hurried down the stairs. McGonagall told me to wait quietly by the front doors until she came back. I sat on top of my trunk and rested my head against the wall. Footsteps startled me, and I turned around to see Draco. He looked absolutely horrible. His hair was in twenty different directions, his eyes were puffy and red, and bruises were forming on his neck and wrists. I ran to him, and he grabbed onto my hands, before resting his forehead onto mine.

"You're leaving."

I couldn't meet his eyes as he said that, and I slowly nodded my head yes. I could feel him sigh and his arms pulled me closer to him. I moved my head up so I could look at him and he lowered his lips to mine. The bombs in my stomach were ignited and I never wanted to let go. My arms snaked around his neck, and up into his hair, while his stayed on my lower back. We pulled away after a few minutes, and I wiped the tears from his eyes. I heard McGonagall getting closer, so I pecked his lips one more time.

"I could love you Draco Lucius Malfoy, part of me thinks I already do."

With that said, I rushed to the door where Professor McGonagall, Hagrid, and James were all waiting for me. With one last look back at Draco, I was pushed out the doors and hurried across the school grounds.

Draco's POV

"I could love you too Harley..."

Was all I managed to whisper as I watched her leave the school. I growled in frustration and punched the wall next to me. A hand rested on my shoulder and I turned to face Snape. Before I knew what, I was doing, I wrapped my arms around him, and began to cry softly. He sighed and awkwardly patted my back.

"Why do I have to do it? Couldn't he have chosen someone else? Just because my father fucked his job up, why do I have to kill someone?"

I began to cry more, and Snape gently pushed me back so I was looking at him.

"Draco, pull yourself together. The dark lord is doing this to teach all of us a lesson. He believes you are too weak to be one of us, and he believes Bian could take your place if needed. Which means you'd die, and I'd lose my daughter to the dark lord forever. I promised your mother that I'd step in for you when the time comes, if you cannot fulfill the deed. Just know that everything is going to be alright. Harley and Harry are going to live. Which means Voldemort will die and you and your sister will be free. I don't know if I'll make it out of this battle alive, and if I don't, you have to promise to watch over Bian. She's strong, but not strong enough. Now get some sleep, you have an exam tomorrow."

He patted my shoulder, and walked off down the hall, and I looked up at the portrait of Dumbledore's that was hanging on the wall.

"I'm sorry sir. I don't want to do this, but I won't lose Harley or my sister... I can't."