Dark Phoenix (A Draco Malfoy fanfic)

Chapter IX

Four months later...

We have found a horcrux, it's a locket. We have tried everything to destroy it. Whoever wears the locket makes them miserable, very on edge all the time. Ron had gotten in a fight with Harry and had left a week ago.
He's all by himself, Hermione is devastated, she's hoping he'll come back but we can't be staying in one place for too long. Otherwise Voldemort would catch on where we were.
We had just moved to a new place, didn't exactly know where we were but, it's fine. We were all sleeping or so we all thought. We hear footsteps outside think 'ohm it might be death eater let's be careful' but no it's Harry and Ron.
Harry's hair is soaking and Ron is there holding Godric Gryffindors sword and the broken locket.
Hermione stormed up to run and hit him.

"Why, why did you leave."
She said, you could hear the hurt in her voice. Ron never said anything.

"Right we'll move in the morning."
Harry said sounding very authoritative.
Hermione stormed back into the tent, crying not even able to look at Ron.

The next morning, we start heading to our next spot. Andrea spots death eaters and we start running. We hadn't run very far. One of those filthy bastards had there caught Freya and I wasn't going to let them hurt one of my best friends.

"Stupefy."
I shouted stunning back the death eater at Freya.

One of them grabbed me and everyone else, apparating to a Manor. It was Malfoy Manor.
My heart was racing at 100 miles an hour, I couldn't breathe. We got in there and Draco was there. Lucius, his father asked if we went to with him school. He said no. I thought to myself why would he lie, especially when he's working for Voldemort. He quickly turns away, not being able to look at me. I didn't understand why though, did he still care for me?

Bellatrix went round asking if we were pure bloods, half-bloods or filthy mud-bloods as she put it. She didn't care for the boys so she threw them in the cellar. Freya and Andrea were both pure bloods. Bellatrix got to me.

"What about you."
She hissed pointing her wand at my neck.

I saw Draco turn round quickly with fear in his eyes.

"Half blood."
I answered.

Draco looked like his heart had just been ripped out of his chest.

"Right take these two and put them in the cellar with the boys. I'm going to keep these two."
Bellatrix waved her wand and put in an immobile state.
It reminded me of Owen Blake, but I didn't want to think about that. Bellatrix had Hermione pinned down and took her dagger to her arm.

She was writing something. I screamed out at her telling her to stop, as Hermione was screaming in pain. Bellatrix stopped, but I think that's because she had finished.

Hermione was lying on the floor sobbing quietly. Bellatrix came right up to my face and shouted

"How dare you talk to me, you filthy half blood." Draco looked over at me, tears were streaming down my face.

"I'm sorry."
I said trying to pull myself together.

"Put them all in the cellar the Dark Lord will be seeing them all soon."
Bellatrix ordered.

Death eaters came and dragged Hermione and I to the cellar, throwing us on the floor.
The other four came running over asking if we were alright.

"I'm fine, but Hermione needs a scrap piece of cloth, just something to wrap around her arm."
I said, Ron ripped a piece of fabric off the inside of his jacket, and handed me it.
I cleaned the area of the excess blood with my t-shirt, it's said 'mud blood' I felt so bad, cause I had to watch and couldn't do anything about it.

"What do you want?"
Freya asked to someone behind me. I turned around; it was Draco.

I stood up and walked over to him, snatching his arm rolling up his sleeve to reveal a dark mark.

"Why, why would you get this?"
I asked as I looked at it.

"Do you really think I would take this?"
He said, but I really didn't know what to say.

"I didn't have a choice; you already knew that though."
He said his voice filled with pain.

"That's the thing Draco, I don't know what to think. You played me like a pawn on a chessboard, as if I was nothing. I honestly don't know."
I said truthfully.

"I had to leave you, it was the only way to ensure your safety, but here you are getting ready to walk right into death himself."
He said, he didn't stutter once which confirmed that he wasn't lying.

"You left me too ensure my safety. Safety from what, from who?"
Then it clicked.
"Voldemort."
I said slowly.

"Harry before you kill me listen first. I was set a mission to kill Dumbledore, but I couldn't complete it. I couldn't do it; I didn't want to. And I didn't." He said tears forming in his eyes.

"Then who did." I asked.

"Snape." He said.

"Back-stabbing bastard."
Harry said.

"Draco."
I said.

He looked up, looking me in the eyes.

"Yes."
He replied.

"Do you still love me?"
I asked, everyone behind me stood in shock at what I had just asked. I instantly regret asking.
Draco takes a step closer and pulls me into a kiss. I have missed it, the familiar feeling of him.
I missed being close to him.

"I never stopped loving you."
He said with so much affection.

I pulled him back with more feeling than ever before, I didn't want it to end. Ron coughs behind us, Draco and I disconnect our lips from one another. As we turn to face them Draco pulls me into a hug. From upstairs I hear people talking, it's Voldemort.

"Hey you should go back up they're going to get suspicious otherwise."
I said.

"If he hurts you, I'm stepping in."
He said sounding so noble.

"No, you won't, I don't want you risking yourself for me. I can handle him. Go."
I said.
Draco gave me a quick kiss and went upstairs.

"So, are you two a thing again or?"
Hermione asked

"I guess we are."
I giggled.

Death eaters came down grabbing all of us and taking us to the Dark Lord.