When the lights go out [Malfoy x reader story]

I Ran

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It had been some time now since Draco and Y/n had been together. Y/n was doing her best to keep herself away from others. Except of Fred, George and Hermione. These three where her secret helpers. They sat in front of the black lake. Y/n in the middle, while she was trying to get a clear view on the thoughts around her.

Find me where the trees been growing, find me where they write my name. Hopefully they won't be coming until you have found my way.

This thought was a children song, Y/n noticed it right away while staring at the sky. They were practicing her special talent. Fred had ordered her to call it a talent, but she wasn't quite sure how to call it. Blessing, curse, talent, strength...there where way too many words to describe it. Too many she didn't even thought of.

"Okay who's thoughts where it this time?" George asked as Y/n sat up looking at them. "I suppose it was you Mione, right? You are always thinking so much difficult stuff." Y/n answered as she smiled, through the pain in her own head. It hurt so much. So much, that she wished she could just stop it for once. It wouldn't even let go of her in her sleep. She would hear people thinking all the time.
" So try to control them this time, change something, maybe a word of enter them and talk to me." Hermione asked. Y/n nod. She knew it was going to be difficult.

Let's say, there was him and there was me, what should I do?
It's Ron, it's him just realize it already!

Hermione gulped as she gasped. Y/n made it, even though it took all of her strength. But she felt happy. Happy to be supported by someone. Happy to have them cheering on her. Happy to just be there. "Hey come on, wasn't that lovely?" Y/n laughed hiding her desperation. George and Fred where nodding in unison. Hermione gave her a warm-hearted smile and nod just as the twins did before.
They continued their training, until it was time to go back. Time for lunch, the best meal to give a tired body more strength. Y/n sat down at the Slytherin table to check on Draco a little. The mother had asked her once again in a letter, to take some care of her little son. Y/n made herself comfortable next to him putting on a cheering attitude. He raised his brows surprised as he first noticed her. He had dark circles under his eyes, well no surprise, Y/n tought. She knew something no one was supposed to know. But still she felt like it might be destiny and bad things happen now, so they can turn out to he good in the right moment. No one understood her spying game, but she was sure Draco knew that something wasn't at it was supposed to be, because she was still talking to the Gryffindors. To these bloodtraitor, mudblood and whatever he would call them.

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My head was in a stiff position, while I looked at Snape. He called me to his office to talk about a matter that he couldn't discuss last year. He looked at me scanning my face. Maybe he was trying to read my face? His hands were slung into his coat, which was partly resting on the floor, until his jext dramatic action would pull it up. "You wanted to talk to me, Professor?" I politely asked looking at the dark dressed man. He had something for sure. I mean he was mean, really mean, but he was also very talented and I admired that. "Well Miss Hunter I suppose you already know why, you are here, don't you?" He hissed giving me chills once again. He should really work with that voice...
"No Professor, unfortunately I don't, if you could tell me, I would be sincerely thankful." I replied looking at him bravely. He nod, as if he knew I would say that.

She truly knows how to answer, but a hard shell is just protection, which can be broken if necessary.

Wow, slow down boy, no need to break anything. That ain't it. Sorry if we get taught to be more sly with words against elder opponents in America. I patiently looked at him and he opened his mouth dramatically to speak. "It's about your aunt Miss Hunter, about her death during the fight." He started, gazing me coldly. "I don't know how she died I lost my conclusion at that time. You will have ti question Mister Malfoy about that, because he came by to help. I woke up way to late to know anything, I'm sorry." I spoke looking at the teacher, who's grimly face cleared up and went from 'I hate the world let me sleep' to 'What the hell are you talking about?'. He had a stern gaze tipping on his desk, with his index finger, he was tipping on it for minutes letting me stand there. My knees were a bit shaky. Maybe if I?

So it's true what people say, these rich kids have something going on between them. That would just be right for Mister Malfoy senior, wouldn't it? But what about her parents? Or is that just a rumor? So I need to see if Mister Malfoy junior remembers who saved her or them let's see. This weird feeling... What is that?

Snape looked up and his eyes were Bruning holes into my face. I knew he wanted to find out if I was reading his mind. "May I leave now for potion class?" I asked as he nod. I left his office hurrying myself to run to my potion class. When I opened the door to the classroom everyone looked at me. "Sorry for being late Professor Snape had a few questions about something." I said lowering my head. "It's alright, sit down Y/n." Professor Slughorn a really funny, yet smart man said. I wasn't sure what to think of him. Anyway he seemed to be a man who wanted all students to be equal. I looked at Draco, who was scoffing at Hermione for being a 'know it all'. I sat down at the table and looked at Slughorn. It was just the beginning of the year, but I felt like it was going to be something big.

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We sat together in the common, well Draco didn't. He wasn't there. He was missing for quite a while. I stood up and went outside. He must be somewhere. I made my way through Hogwarts and looked for him everywhere. I concentrated myself and thought. Draco where are you? Where?

Silence

Silence

I throwing myself forward again and again, I started to run. Not even hesitating.