The Story Of Our Lives {Draco Malfoy Fanfiction}

38》 Getting Separated

[Once again, I realize I did not update yesterday. Stupid school. I blame them.]

I was reading a book, Ron was laying on his bed, and Hermione was cutting Harry's hair. "Oh my gosh !" Hermione suddenly said before getting up and moving to the table.

"What?" Harry asked, feeling the back of his head to make sure Hermione hadn't snipped too much.

"I'll tell you in a minute." The brunette replied to Harry.

"Maybe you can tell me now." He said, now following her.

"The sword of Gryffindor. It's goblin-made."

"Brilliant." I said sarcastically from the sofa.

"No, you don't understand. Dirt and rust have no effect on the blade. It only takes in that which makes it stronger."

"...'Kay?" Harry said, not understanding.

"Harry, you already destroyed one Horcrux, right? Tom Riddle's diary in the Chamber of Sectrets."

"With a basilisk fang." The boy said, matter-of-factly. "If you've got one of those in that bloody beaded bag of yours."

"He's got a point." I added, backing him up. Hermione looked at me with a 'shut up, you're not understanding' type of look. I shied away, sticking my nose back in my book, even though I continued listening to the conversation.

"Don't you see?" Hermione continued talking to Harry. "In the Chamber of Secrets you stabbed the basilisk with the sword of Gryffindor. It's blade is impregnated with basilisk venom."

"It only takes in that which makes it stronger." Harry comprehended.

"Exactly. Which is why-"

"It could destroy Horcruxes." I interrupted Hermione, with my eyes still on the page of my book. "You're brilliant, Hermione."

"Truly." Harry agreed.

"That's why Dumbledore left it to you in his will."

"Now there's only one problem-" the raven haired boy started, but stopped when the lights when out. I looked up from the page and saw Ron holding his Deluminator, once he had turned the lights on again.

"The sword was stolen." No one said anything, so Ron went on. "Yeah, I'm still here. But you two carry on. Don't let me spoil the fun." He said, completely ignoring the fact that I was part of the conversation as well (kinda).

"What's wrong?" Harry asked his best friend.

"Nothing's wrong. Not according to you anyway."

"If you've got something to say, don't be shy. Spit it out." Harry sternly said.

"Alright I'll spit it out. But don't expect me to be grateful just because we've got another damn thing to find."

"I thought you knew what you signed up for. Well, look, I'm sorry, but I don't quite understand. What part if this isn't living up to your expectations? Did you think we would be staying in a five star hotel? Finding a Horcrux every other day? Thought you'd be back to your mum by Christmas?" Harry shot, walking up to Ron.

"I just thought, after all this time, we would've actually achieved something! I thought you knew what you were doing! I thought Dumbledore would've told you something worthwhile. I thought you had a plan!"

I got up along with Hermione and walked closer to the arguing duo.

"I told you everything Dumbledore told me. And in case you haven't noticed, we have found a Horcrux already."

"Yeah, and we're about as close to getting rid of it as we are to finding the rest of them, aren't we?!"

"The Horcrux." I whispered to Hermione, who seemed to have picked up what I was implying.

"Ron, please. Take the Horcrux off. You've been wearing it all day." Unfortunately, Ron flat out ignored Hermione as he and Harry continued their arguing.

"Do you know why I listen to the radio everyday. So that I don't hear mum's name. Or dad, or Fred, or George, or Ginny."

"You  don't think I know how that feels?" Harry yelled.

"No you don't know how it feels! You're parents are dead. You have no family." The ginger insulted. Harry lunged at Ron. I quickly moved to them, trying to peel them off of each other, while Hemione begged them to stop.

"Go! Go then!" Harry shouted at the ginger. Ron ripped the Horcrux off his neck and gathered his stuff.

"And you? Are you coming or are you staying?" He asked us girls. When Hermione didn't answer, Ron said, "Alright, I get it. I saw you two the other night."

"That's nothing, Ron." She replied with. Ron turned to me, expectantly.

I hesitated before saying, "I'll go."

"So you're taking his side?" Harry angrily said to me.

"You know what Harry? Don't." I snapped. After gathering my belongings, I made my way over to the raven-haired guy. I pulled him closer to me and whispered in his ear, "I'm only doing this to keep him safe. I care about him. He's my friend too, you know." I pulled back and left with Ron. "C'mon. I know a place to stay." I held put my hand and Ron grabbed hold of it before I apparated away.

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