Dramione One-Shots

Draco's Boggart

A\N: So sorry that I haven't updated in a while, College has been kicking my ass. I currently have an oral, three thousand word essay and a powerpoint presentation that I should be doing but I love these boggart fics and I feel like there's not enough of them out there so when this idea struck I started writing it down straight away. I know this is a long-ass author's note so I'll leave it here. Hope you enjoy it.

Draco stood at the front of the DADA classroom. He stared scathingly at the seemingly unoffensive wardrobe. It was the year after the war and even though they were all invited to return for their eighth year only a handful took up the offer, the others found it too painful to return. Because of this, their new DADA professor thought that it would be a splendid idea to face boggarts again to 'improve house unity'. He thought that if they all saw each other's fears after the war it would help them understand each other better. What he didn't know was that Hermoine and Draco had been secretly dating since fifth year. He also didn't know what Draco's Boggart would be, but Draco had a fair idea and he did not know whether it would strengthen house unity or shatter the already tentative truce.

There is a reason that Hermoine and Draco kept their relationship a secret. They were afraid that if they didn't , their friends would try to break them up. Draco certainly did not want this to happen, he wanted to propose to Hermoine soon but he did not want to make her choose between him and her friends. He took a deep breath and the professor opened the wardrobe very slowly. Everyone waited with bated breath as they watched a dark blob slither out of the wardrobe. When it was in front of Draco it started to morph and shift and when it eventually stopped, everyone gasped at the scene bar Draco and Hermoine. As Draco expected, there was boggart Hermoine lying on the floor with his crazy aunt looming over her carving the word 'MUDBLOOD' into her arm.

He started to tremble even more and he could tell by the feel of the wet patches on his cheeks that he was crying. His eyes darted over to the real Hermoine and he saw the helpless and pitying look in her eyes before he turned back to the scene in front of him. When he turned back he watched as his nightmare played out in front of him. he watched as his aunt lifted the dagger she was holding and plunged it into Hermoine's chest and her screams are blocked out by the shrill, high screech that came from Draco's throat. He tried to banish the boggart but he was too distraught. Hermoine saw this and rushed over. She ran in front of Draco, she barely gave the boggart time to reform before banishing it but everyone saw Draco falling off Harry's broom into the fire in the Room of Requirement. Hermoine then turned to Draco and wrapped him in her arms. He sobbed into her shoulder for what felt like an eternity while everyone else gaped at them. It was Harry who regained his voice first, 'ah, Hermoine, what's going on?' There were many noises of agreement to his question. They all had looks of confusion on their faces. Hermoine turned to face them. She stood up straight, steeled her spine and gripped Draco's hand with the Gryffindor courage she was known to possess. 'Draco and I have been dating since fifth year and if you don't like it well then tough. If you make me choose I will always choose him because I love him, so either you accept it or we are not friends anymore.'

A/N: Hi guys. I know, two authors notes but I just wanted to let you know that this is going to be a two-parter mainly because I don't know where to go from here. I just wanted to get something out for you guys. Votes and Comments are always appreciated.