Malfoy Neighbors

Dumbledore's End Of Year Speach-Year 4 Chapter 25

(A/n) : aunt's name

You woke a few hours later and saw Draco sleeping on the floor. You crowled down onto the floor next to him and pulled the blanket over the two of you. Draco didn't move. He was such a sound sleeper. You kissed him softly and snuggled into his chest. You felt Draco move an arm around you and pull you closer.

"Draco." You said, softly. "I love you." You closed your eyes to try to go back to sleep, but it didn't work. Your mind was running a marathon. Thoughts about Voldemort filled your brain. Before you new it, it was morning. Draco woke and set up.

"Morning." You said, sitting up to.

"When did you crawl onto the floor?" Draco asked, half asleep. You smiled at him.

"A while ago." You said, "thanks for staying with me." You pecked him on the lips and got up. "We should go to our dorms. I'm sure our friends are worried." Draco nodded and the two of you said good bye and headed off. You got up to your dorm and climbed into your bed.

"You ok?" Sam asked, sitting up. You sat up too.

"Yeah, sorry." You said. "I didn't mean to make you worry."

"You stayed with Malfoy then; in the star room?"  Sam said, laying back down. You nodded. "He cares about you a lot." She continued with a yawn. You layed back down and fell asleep.

The next week had gone by fairly quick. You were trying to think of what to do about the summer time. Sam's parents had said no to spending the summer with her. They wouldn't be staying home this year. Draco had offered his home. You did like staying at the Malfoy manner, but now that He was back, you didn't fancy staying at a Death Eater's home.

"I guess I have no choice in the matter, do I?" You ask Draco one evening. It was getting close the the end of the school year now. The sun was worming the earth, and the wild flowers were welcoming it with open leaves. You and Draco were sitting in the courtyard under one of the trees.

"I guess not." Draco replied.

"I wonder if my aunt would let me stay with her?" You whispered to yourself.

"You can write to her. You know you can borrow Arrow any time you like." Draco said taking your hand. You smiled at him. It was a good idea. You decided to do just that. The two of you headed up to the owlery.

'Dear Aunt (a/n), this is my friend Draco's owl. His name is Arrow. I'm writing to ask if by any chance, can I come stay with you over the summer? I know you live so vary far away, but I dont want to stay here over the summer brake. Love your niece, (y/n).' You wrote on some parchment and handed it off to Arrow, which hooted and flew off.

It was dinner time now, the going away feast. You and Draco headed down to join the other. Usely the Great Hall was decorated in the house colors that had won the house cup. This wasn't the case this year. Behind the staff table, were black drapes in honor of Cedric Diggory. You each sat at your house tables when Dumbledore stood to speak.

"There is much I would like to say to you all tonight. But I must first acknowledge a vary fine person who should be sitting here." Dumbledore said with a hand stretched out towards the Hufflepuff table. "enjoying our feast with us. I would like you all to stand and raise your glasses to Cedric Diggory." The school did so. All who were present, stood and raised their cups.

"Cedric Diggory." Every one said together. The school sat back down and Dumbledore spoke again.

"Cedric was a person, who exemplified many of the qualities that distinguished Hufflepuff house. He was a good and loyal friend, a hard worker. He valued fair play. His death has effected you all, wither you knew him well or not. I think you have the right, therefore, to know exactly how it came about." Dumbledore looked around the room then went on. "Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort." Eveyone started started whispering. Dumbledore stood and waited, patiently, for them to calm back down.

"The Ministry of Magic, does not wish me to tell you this." He continued. "It is possible, that some of your parents will be horrified that I have done so. Either because they will not believe that Lord Voldemort has returned, or because they think I should not tell you so, young as you are. It is my belief; however, the truth is generally preferable to lies. And to any attempt to pretend that Cedric died as the result of an accident or some sort blunder of his own, is an insult to his memory." Every one was looking at Dumbledore. You looked over to Draco, and saw Potter do the same. Draco was whispering something to Crabbe and Goyle.

"There is somebody else, who must be mentioned in connection with Cedric's death. I'm talking, of course, about Harry Potter." Dumbledore said to the crowd watching him. "Harry Potter managed to escape Lord Voldemort. He risked his own life to return Cedric's body back to Hogwarts. He showed in every respect, the sort of bravery that few wizards have ever shown in facing Lord Voldemort, and for this, I honor him." He looked at Potter and raised his goblet. Most of the Great Hall did the same. They said his name. You looked at Draco. He and his Slytherin friends, unlike you, had stayed seated not touching their cups. Once all were seated Dumbledore went on.

"The Triwizard Tournament's aim was to further and promote magical understanding. In the light of what has happened, of Lord Voldemort's return, such ties are more important then ever before." Dumbledore looked around the room. "Every guest in this hall, will be welcomed back at any time, if they should wish to come. I say to you all, once again, in the light of Lord Voldemort's return, we are only as strong as we are United, as weak as we are divided. Lord Voldemort's gift for spreading discord and enmity is very great. We can fight it only by showing an equally strong bond of friendship and trust. Differences of habbit and language are nothing at all, if our aims are identical and our hearts are open. It is my belief, and never have I so hoped that I am mistaken, that we are all facing dark and difficult times. Some of you, in this hall, have already suffered directly at the hands of Lord Voldemort. Many of your families have been torn asunder. A week ago, a student was taken from our mists. Remember Cedric. Remember. If the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good and kind and brave. Because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort. Remember Cedric Diggory." You listened to Dumbledore, thinking 'how could I forget him?' You made your way over to Draco when dinner was done.

"Draco?" You said sitting next to Perkinson, who was across from Draco. He looked up from his plate.

"Go away!" Perkinson said coldly. You ignored her.

"I was wondering if you could..."  Draco stopped you by nodding.

"I'll sit with you on the train." Draco said, sympatheticly. You smiled at him. You knew he could tell you you were scared of Voldemort.

"Drakey... " Perkinson whined. "She's a blood trader." Draco shot her a dirty look.

"At least I dont ditch people." You spat coldly at her. Perkinson looked at you confused. "I saw you at the Yule Ball. You ditch Draco to go flirt with another boy." Her eyes widened in shock.

"You saw no such thing!" She defended herself. "You're lying!"

"I know she's telling the truth because I saw you too." Draco told her. Parkinson's head snapped back to Draco. "When you ditched me, I fallowed you."

"Why didn't you say anything?" She asked.

"I was going to, but I didn't actually care. I let it be and headed out of the hall to find (y/n) needing my help."

"Well, you can all talk about it. I'm gonna go finish packing." You said. You and Draco leaned across the table to give a quick kiss before heading off.

Later that night, after sam was asleep, you woke (n/n) and the two of you headed down to the star room. As you thought, Draco was sleeping on the couch. He had fallen asleep sitting up.  You didn't say anything and layed down, using his lap as a pillow. (N/n) curled up next to you. You held onto him and went to sleep.