It's okay, Draco

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(y/n) just froze in her spot, staring at Ron. She wasn't shocked that Harry liked her, but wanting her as his girlfriend? (y/n) didn't feel like she wanted that. She really doesn't know what to do, after what happened with Draco and all, she just doesn't know.

Ron cleared his throat pulling her out of her train of thoughts. (y/n) was fidgeting her fingers together, she felt nervous now.

"I feel like I shouldn't have told you that.." there was an awkward silence until Harry and Hermione was ready to travel to the Ministry. They both stared at Ron and (y/n), scrunching their eyebrows. Somehow they both feel very jealous. Hermione then decided to break the silence, mostly talking to Ron and ignoring (y/n). (y/n) knew what Hermione felt about Ron so she smiled and let them talk.

"So are you ready (y/n)?" Harry asked her,

"Yeah, yeah I am.."

***

"Harry, give it to me" the death eater hissed at Harry that's holding a thing that would predict the war between him and Voldemort. Harry clutched the thing and yelled,

"Never!" Harry casted a stunning spell to him but he deflected it to another death eater. After hours of searching the ministry and disguising themselves with polyjuice potion, they were caught when the potion started to wear off. Many death eaters were called to capture them. There were so many of them that they are too tired after casting many stunning spell. Just when they were about to travel out of the ministry through the fireplace, a cloud of black smoke blocked (y/n) and immediately apparated out of the ministry with her.

*(y/n)'s pov*

Time was moving so fast when the cloud of black smoke apparated me to somewhere else but the Ministry. The smoke disappear and there was a woman standing in front of me, glaring with disgust. I was utterly shocked of how I came here, I look around to see that I was in someone's house.

"W-where am I?" I manage to speak out even though I was shaking with fear, not know what they are going to do to me, not knowing what he's going to do to me.

"That's none of your business" she then cast a knockback jinx on me. I fall to the ground with a thud, hissing in pain. She rolled his eyes and left me, soon she came back with Narcissa.

"take care of her, in the cellar" oh,  that doesn't sound too good. I would've fight back but Narcissa's eyes was pleading me not to, as if something really bad was going to happen if I fight back. I chose not to and follow her to the basement.

"What is he going to do to me?" I asked, I was asking about Voldemort. I knew for a fact that cruel woman will tell him what happened.

Narcissa keep silent when she push me gently into the cellar and close the gate. She sigh and said,

"You shouldn't have helped them. It's too dangerous" I scrunch up my eyebrows, this guys are really hard to reason with so I stay silent until she went upstairs. I was alone in the cellar. The floor was covered in dirt, but most likely stained with dried blood. There was no window, not even a small one. It was so dark and cold. My wand was taken from me, so yeah I was screwed.

***

I sigh and hug myself into a ball at the corner of the cellar as I rest myself against the cold, dark red brick behind me. It's been a week since I got captured by that stranger. I never knew what's happening upstairs. Never knew that someone was going to help me or not.

I wonder how they're doing...

My stomach growled even louder, I was starving like crazy down here and no one even give a damn about giving me food! I sigh at myself being useless. Well, at least I don't get to look at his distorted face.

The door suddenly opens and I turn my attention to it, hoping that someone familiar came and help me at last. Slow strides was taken down the stairs as I wait in the darkness.

"Ah, (y/n), finally we meet at last"

Speak of the devil.

I stay silent in the darkness not daring to speak to him. He cast lumos on his wand, and there I watch my mother cowering beside him. He smirk while walking to the gate of the cellar.

"Open it" my heart pound like crazy inside, I've never seen his face before. All my life I never wanted to know anything about him but life wouldn't just be fair, my parents were death eaters since they were in their teens - almost adult - not to mention, they were too ambitious. So there's a high chance that I will meet him.

My mother obeyed him and opened the gate to the cellar. I stand up slowly in the darkness, not daring to speak either. He walk in the cellar towards me, I cover my eyes away from the light that was literally shining to my face.

"You.. Are so beautiful... That's a shame, hearing that you just betrayed us.." he made a disgusted face when he said betrayed. He glared at me and caress my cheeks, I flinch at his sudden touch and move away from him.

He then slap me hard in the face, making my head turn to my left side.

Ok, that was unexpected.

"You're family is such a disgrace," he turn around to my mother that was silent, "take her upstairs" he then walk upstairs, leaving me alone with my mother. I can feel my tears sliding down my cheeks even though I tried to hold it in.

It hurts.

My mother gulp and grab my right arm, pulling me out of the cellar.

"Why?" I manage to speak out to her, it barely came out as a whisper but she heard it. I hoped that my mother changed but I knew she didn't changed one bit when I looked at her in the eyes. She have that same eyes that says that I am a disgrace to the family, I can't help but feel disappointed at myself too, I didn't know why I felt that way but I did.

"Don't talk to me."

It pains my heart when she hissed at me. I let a few more tears slide before making my face firm. We both walk up the stairs, mostly her dragging me because I was too weak to even walk properly.

Just when we walk out of the basement to the hallway, I recognized it immediately. We were in Malfoy's manor. My mother drag me even harder by the arm when I stop to look at my surroundings. I wince in pain and follow her obediently.

I noticed that not many people was in the house. After minutes of walking - mostly dragging my feet -, we stop to a door to our left. She opened the door and inside there was a desk and a black chair across the room. The only light in the room was the fireplace. We walk in and I could see that someone was sitting at the sofa that was in front of the fireplace.

"My lord." my mother addressed.

They turn around to glare at us in disgust.

"Ah, look at you two, you both look the same. Like mother like daughter." my mother look down at the wooden floor beneath our feet.

I study the people in the room and then my eyes land on to him.

Draco.