☆꧁p e t a l s꧂☆ | drarry | hanahaki disease

Chapter 9

~Hours Later~

Harry P.O.V.

"Sir, it's okay Sir. Just- Just sit down! I'll go get help!"

"Harry... No.."

"Wha- What?"

"Severus... Severus is who I need."

"But sir-"

"Severus.."

"...yes sir.."

A noise. A crashing item. Talking.

I whipped around to face Dumbledore again.

"Sir-"

"Hide yourself below Harry. Don't speak or be seen by anyone without my permission."

"But sir-"

"Harry, do as I say."

And so I did.

But I wish I hadn't...

Draco P.O.V.

I can't do this. I can't kill him. Why...

(Authors note here: I'm very ~dumb~ and can't remember the conversation so let's just skip ahead to when Snape arrives.)

"Come on Draco... NOW!" Aunt Bella Yelled.

My hand was shaking. I couldn't do this.

"No."

My head swerved around to face the source of the voice. Snape.

I lowered my wand and backed away. I looked down and saw movement. Someone was down there. Black hair. Glasses. Green eyes. I looked back up to see if anyone else had noticed. Noboayd had.

I looked back at the two men in front of me.

"Severus... Please..

Snape took one last look at him, eyes filled to the brim with sorrow, and emotion I've never once seen before on him. He pointed his wand at him and...

"Avada Kedavra.."

Harry P.O.V.

No...

Memories rushed through my head as I witnessed the man I thought of as a Father, die before my very own eyes.

"What happened between you and Professor Quirrell that night in the dungeons in a complete secret. So, naturally, the whole school knows."

"I do not believe that it was Harry who set the monster lose Hagrid!"

"You two have broken at least a dozen school rules in the past few hours alone. So, naturally, you two should receive special rewards for helping the school."

"Sirius Black Is in the Upmost Eas Tower. If you are careful, more than one innocent life can be spared tonight."

"Harry. You are not alone."

"It was foolish of you to come here tonight Tom."

"Harry.. Come."

"You are powerful, famous, and Talented. Everything Professor Slughorn Values. He will try to collect you."

"Forgive Me Harry. I'm an old man."

"Next year. This year. Any time. Treat him as an equal. I know you may not accept him much, for he can be rude and grouchy, but Mrs. Norris is all he has left, and even she won't last forever. He'll need help, comfort. And I won't be there for him."

"Promise me Harry."

And now.. all of that.. Nothing. He's gone. Dead.

Everything I had lived for had just vanished before my eyes.

I had nothing left at this point.

Dumbledore was gone.

But Malfoy wasn't..