Slytherins Heir [Draco X Reader] - Year Three

Chapter two - Nightmares to Dreams

Y/n pov

It has been about three weeks from what you assumed; you finally think you perfected the idea. You took at deep breath and felt Sirius's eyes on you as he'd watch you attempt this dumbass task. You knew Sirius didn't believe you could do it.

"You'll hurt yourself kid." He told you. You rolled your eyes at him.

"You know who I am, don't call me kid. And also, if this works, it'll be extraordinary." You smile and just tune his comments out.

You concentrate and think of everything that you cherish, your friends, your adventures, your family, your sister. You open your eyes and feel the energy around you shift. You felt enormously positive. You look at Black.

"Didn't work again?" He smirked at your failure.

"Let's see." You tell him with a smile.

You motion for him to come out of the shadows, you motion for him to give you his hand. He does and you smiled as you aw his eyes light up.

"It worked! I see everyone, Prongs is smiling, Moony is there, so is Wormtail. It's just like back in the days..." Black reached forward hitting nothing but air you saw tears in his eyes. You felt bad for him; it must be awful.

You smiled in the circumstances; you just did the impossible. You see your vison going blurry, you touch your head getting rid of the connection to Black.

"Bring it back! Bring THEM back! YOU HEAR ME!" Sirius begged holding you by the collar of your shirt. The last thing you saw was the desperation in his eyes before you drifted off into darkness.

Sirius Black pov

I could see them it was like my years back at Hogwarts it was giving me hope I could see them again, I can't believe the kid did it, like really did it. I see Prongs and I helping out Moony again, I miss him. I miss all of them. I could feel the energy.

Hogwarts was my home away from Prongs. I wish I was back.

I feel the connection leave and I remember where I am and why.... No, this can't be happening... I need to see them again.

I turn to the source I grip he tightly feeling the restrains pulling harshly, this was as close I clod get but I didn't care. I pulled I yelled and begged her to bring me back until I noticed she had passed out. I shook my head and set her down gently. She was clearly having another nightmare I go back and lean into the shadows on the wall, feeling my burning wrists.

I hear two people come to the cell and converse, one red headed guard and one short blonde-haired man. I stayed in the shadows hoping they wouldn't see me.

"This is her, the Heir?" the red head asked, with a Scottish accent.

"Yeah."

"She's a little girl." The Scotsman laughed.

"She has the power to kill hundreds." The blonde one warned him, causing him to stare at her in fear.

"That dangerous huh." He asked the blonde, to which he nodded.

"That and there's rumors she's an Animagus." The blonde said. I perked my head up, she was so similar to the others...

"Really?" A Scottish accent pulled me from my thoughts.

"Yeah, she claims innocence, but she's the heir of Slytherin." I listen in more, so is she a Slytherin herself, my very famous cousin a Slytherin, they're polar opposites.

"You heard about her mother's true heritage?" The Scotsman asked.

"Mph. Bloodline of Merlin, the only one in her family to carry his powerful gene, she's quiet the melting pot." The blonde man smiles evilly at the girl.

"Heh, she'll regret being born." He chuckles.

"Let's go Phil. I have an idea." The red head suggested. So, Phil, that's his name, good to know.

I need to get out of here. Harry Potter is at Hogwarts.

Y/n pov

You woke up drowsy and looked to see Sirius on the opposite wall staring at you.

"I'm sorry... I... you showed me something that made me the most free I have been in twelve years." He sighed

"I know it will take practice but I have the power to make it go longer." You tell him genially wanting him t be happy. You had no idea why but you did.

"You lack the energy. You keep sneaking me meals, you must eat." He growled at you.

"You'll get sick, you could die." Sirius scoffed at your petty concerns.

"You can eat and give me my happiest memories back." He stated lowly.

"Sirius..." You attempted to make him see reason.

"Please Y/n." He begged.

"Fine." You whisper, watching your hands.

For the next week I you practiced and noticed Sirius start to get colder, you finally had enough energy to perform it without fainting. It became a nightly thing that you'd help Sirius sleep, and it'd last for a good eight hours without your influence. You started sneaking him meals again and you noticed he became more pleasant. You started to wither, but just found that you were bursting with hope it didn't matter to you.

It had been a month and about a week and a half of you and Sirius's small weird friendship.

One morning you looked up and saw a guard at your cell door you looked and noticed him looking happily down at you.

"We're moving you." He smiled.

"Why?" You asked growing nervous.

"Because I said so." He said as two others came in and grabbed you forcing you to the ground, releasing your wall restraints before putting on cuffs.

"Get off of her!" Sirius yelled standing up and stepping towards them. The first guard did a motion for the guards to attack Sirius.

"Wait! I'll go without a fight." The guard with their foot on Sirius head looked at you. They all shared a nod before taking you out and Sirius looking worse than sad.

Though it was most likely because he'd go back to having nightmares every night. You weren't friends, he just wanted to use you. He's a killer. You're dangerous to the ministry. No one can really fix that now.

You get throne into a new cell. Empty and closed off, you notice how different and cold it felt. You guessed maybe it was others company that helped you have hope. For the first time in a month you felt hopeless. You don't derive this, but because of that Dumbledore will think of something. Right...?

(I hope you enjoy, many of you Azkaban tales from here forth should be said through flashbacks or maybe I'll change my mind, we'll see.)