Metamorphmagus (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

23

After finally being released, Draco and I make our to the secret cabinet but are separated. Dumbledore handled me to his office.

"Is it true you bear the symble of a snake on your neck?" Dumbledore asks as soon as you step in.

I look socked, "How did you know?"

He sighs, "Then I am truly sorry about this." He says before casting a spell and I am forced into a peaceful dream.

A field more beautiful then I'd ever seen before sprawls out around me. Draco comes walking up to me, a smile on his face.

"Hello love. It's wonderful out today. Though not as pretty as you." He coos gently and takes your hand in his.

I smile and kiss him softly, "You look handsome as ever. What's the occasion?"

"This is the last time you will see me... So I wish to make it count." He says gently and sits in the grass.

"What ever do you mean? Don't be silly." I sit beside him and look curiously at him.

He pulls me into his arms and whispers, "A horcrux must be destroyed... and so the reincarnation must be as well... I wish I could change things..."

You sigh and snuggle into him, "You can't. And I hope this is really you in this dream, that somehow we both are hereand you just know what's going on... don't blame yourself... just know I'll always be with you in heart. I love you Draco."

"I love you too. It's time... I wish it wasn't..." He mutters.

"Always like you to wish you could do everything... just accept this moment we have... cherish it... cherish the time we were together... just hold me until I'm asleep..." I mutter, feeling suddenly unable to stay awake even though it's a dream.

"I'll never let you go, my love..." he holds you tight and kisses your head.

It's the last thing you feel before darkness takes over.

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Draco pulls away looking destroyed and betrayed.

Snape had showed him the memory of your dream that Dumbledore had saved. Your last moments, last memories were a dream where Draco was lovingly supporting you through your peacefull passing.

In reality, you had a wound from a sword through your chest.

Draco can't help the tears that spill from his eyes, can't help the loss he feels. The hatred for Potter is evident, but your words from the dream also bring him peace. That you didn't feel the Tru pain you went through, he was glad for that. That in your head, he was there for you was a relief and a curse.

Now more than ever he wants to go through with the plan his parents set for him. But your voice seems to ring out from behind, "Don't seek revenge, my Draco, seek to protect those that I was killed to save. Don't let Voldemort win. Or I will have died I vein."

He looks behind him only to see a shimmer that vanishes before his eyes. Snape looks confused as well, "It seems she attached her spirit to you through magic. Your love must have been strong. Hold to whatever she told you. You'll keep her around if you like to her and talk to her."

Draco nods. He does his best to leave to what you said. From time to time he will catch glimpse of your patronis, or see your face by his I the mirror. He can't tell if it is heartbreak from the loss, or if you are showing you are there, but he will take it.

After all, this is war. And he knew not everyone was going to survive it.