Let it be • Draco Malfoy

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I stared at the letter at the bottom of my bed, Oscar lay closely by my side as I pondered if I should open it or not. My heart was racing and I felt ill, I'd been at the Malfoy manner for only a few days and I wanted nothing more than to be home. The ache in my heart had subsided and now I felt nothing, I barely left the room I had been given, other than to use the bathroom or let Oscar in and out. The house-elves delivered my food but I didn't eat it, still sick to my stomach. I leaned forward and picked up the letter, examining the familiar and comforting handwriting, tears immediately filling my eyes as I went to open it. Oscar lifted his head slightly as unfolded the carefully folded paper.

'Dear Maggie,

Harry told us what happened, awful so it is. We hope you're safe, George and I have been watering the plants that you have on your windowsill, wouldn't want them to be dead when you finally get back home. Remus told us to write the letter as he wasn't sure what to say, we don't really either but we thought it would bring a smile to your face getting a letter from your favourite duo. We do hope you are well, Harry feels awful for not being able to help you. Remus told us to tell you not to write back, just in case you know who uses that as a way to get to us. We'll keep in touch. 

Love

Fred and George.'

I smiled down at the letter as I shook my head, placing it back into the envelope and placing it under my pillow. I looked at Oscar who looked back at me, she nuzzled my am and I rolled my eyes. The sound of someone knocking on my door shocked me slightly, I pulled my wand out as the door opened, but when I realised it was Draco, I lowered my wand. 

"What do you want?" I asked, he turned to me quickly, as if he didn't expect me to speak to him. He stared at me for a few moments, his gaze lingering on my black eye. He slowly approached my bed, making me sit up. 

"I just wanted to check if you were alright." His tone was nervous but his face was stone. He sat down at the bottom of my bed and I looked at him as if he were dumb. 

"Well I mean, I was kidnapped from my school by people whose sole desire is to kill one of my best friends, so I'd say I'm feeling kind of shit." I pursed my lips and nodded and he rolled his eyes. 

"God, you are so infuriating." He said under his breath and I looked at him quickly, scoffing and standing up on my bed to stand at the other side of it so I didn't have to be near him. 

"You call me infuriating? You're the one living a life you don't even want to be apart of." I told him, Oscar raised his head as he watched us both. Draco stood up and stared at me angrily.

"How dare you say such things in my own house?" He questioned and I looked at him with wide eyes. 

"Because I don't want to be here you fucking psycho!" I yelled, he faltered as he stared back at me. "I've been taken, from the only place I felt safe." He looked at me, as if he wanted to say something. There was a silence in the air, tension you could cut with a knife. 

"Dumbledore is dead." He whispered. For a second, I presumed I was hearing things. I looked back at him, he gazed into space, his face emotionless. I stood up, shock taking over my body. 

"What?" I whispered. He looked up at me, his eyes now filled with tears as he walked around the bed slowly towards me. 

"I was supposed to kill him, it was supposed to be me. But I couldn't do it, I couldn't kill him. Snape killed him, it was on the astronomy tower." He told me, I walked backwards as he got closer to me. "He tried to help me, he spoke about you, how much you'd hate to see me doing this." Draco swallowed harshly as tears fell down his face. "I didn't think Snape would take you, I didn't think they'd hurt you." He whispered, he rested the palm of his hand on my side of my face, brushing his thumb under my eye, staring at my black eye. When his gaze flickered back to my own, I looked at him seriously. 

"You have to make a decision, Draco. Do you favour your life filled with love, or a life full of sadness and regret? Because at the end of this war, even if you are still alive you're going to be so alone." I told him truthfully, I placed my hand on his hand which was still on my cheek. I let my hand linger on his own before I removed his hand from my cheek. "I know who you want to be, but you have to make that decision on your own," I told him before he stood back. He left the room without another word and I let out-breath I didn't know I was holding. I sat down on the bed next to Oscar who was staring at me. I sighed and shook my head, laying back on my bed. I stared at the ceiling, wishing I was at the Weasleys Bungalow getting ready for lunch.