Slytherins Heir [Draco X Reader]

Chapter seventeen - Restricted Section

~Y/n pov~

You walk over to Harry and he looks up from the book you got him.

"Harry, what's the plan?" You ask cutting him off from his clear thank you for the book.

"Meet me in the library after curfew." He says growing serious.

"Great, but how will we not be seen I can attempt a spell my sister taught me, but I've never had it work on myself before." You tell him.

"Well actually, I just got my fathers old invisibility cloak." Harry stated.

"Woah. Those are super rare! Where'd your father get it?" you awed.

"I don't have the slightest clue. It was my Fathers. But right now I need to focus on proving Snape is trying to steal the stone." You didn't agree with his statement but there's no point in fighting with him. Plus, you can prove Snape is innocent on your own.

"Harry, I'll see if I can use my spell. You use the cloak. I'll use the cloak too if my spell won't work." You sound out the plan.

"Perfect." Harry chirps.

"Perfect... I'll see you then." You say walking back to your dormitories. You see Josh but walk right past him. You go to your room and break down.

You feel the guilt run through you. You sit with your back to the door silently crying.

"It was one time. I didn't even hit anything. It was one time... Just one." You mutter to yourself over again and again trying to comfort yourself.

You hear a small squawk and see Stormcatcher with a few letters for you. You wipe your tears and pull yourself together. You close your eyes when you stand. 'You are stronger than theses thoughts.' You think to yourself.

You let out a deep breath and take a few sharp and shallow breaths before you grab the letters.

"Thank you Stormcatcher." You say petting her to which she coos.

You read the first letter.

Dear daughter,

It appears you'll be going to the Malfoys. We're sorry we missed Christmas. We will make it up to you in the long run. Anyway, Lucius said he'll send you his letter explaining your situation and any questions shall be directed to them.

Merry Christmas Y/n. Lots of love, Your parents.

You sigh looking over at the empty beds where your friends would've sat. You move to open the next letter and notice the Malfoy brand on it. You carefully tear it open and look it over.

Miss Y/n L/n,

You will be spending Christmas with us. You will have your own guest room and it will be beside Draco's for having a familiar face around may be helpful. You'll be able to attend our Christmas ball at our manor. We will have our house elves open to you. Treat our house as yours, we'll be happily waiting your arrival.

-Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy.

You had a feeling Narcissa wrote most of that considering how light it seemed for someone, compared to how like Lucius would write a 'formal' message.

You sit and look at your wand practicing the movement for your spell to help Harry tonight. All the practicing reminded you of what Quirrell basically manipulated you into doing.

"Why did Quirrell pick me?" You whisper holding your hands to your chest. You feel Stormcatcher nuzzle up to you and you sigh.

"Well, I'm all packed for Malfoy Manor. Soon enough it'll be time to help Harry. I just hope I can help." You tell Stormcatcher.