Y/N 's POV
I woke up next to Fred's body. I started to cry until I saw Draco.
He looked worried, and was looking around for something. I started to get up to see him, but then I saw everyone.
Hermione crying on Ron's shoulder, George standing next to Ginny, Molly Weasley knelt over a body. Harry turned around to show Draco who they were crying over...and it was me!
It felt like everything went quiet. My whole world stopped. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I had promised him forever. I couldn't stand seeing the man I loved broken like that. So I turned away.
"I'm sorry darling." I looked up.
"Mom?" I looked beside her. "Dad? But..but how? You two aren't.."
"Dead? Yes sweetheart. We are. And so are you." My father says."
"But it's not so bad." I hear from beside me.
"Cedric!?" I run into his arms.
"Miss me?" He says laughing and spinning me around.
I start to cry, I can't tell if the tears are of joy or of sadness, but I can't stop them.
"Oh don't say you forgot about me? It's only been a few hours!"
I let go of Cedric and turn around and see the gangly ginger I lost only a few hours ago. "Fred...I am so sorry. You shouldn't have.."
"Oh shut your yapping and give me a hug little lady." He says opening his arms.
We all turn to the scene unfolding around my body.
Narcissa is now next to Molly. And Draco is back on his knees next to my body.
I want to move forward and hold him, but then I see Hermione, and Harry place their hands on him. Soon everyone is around Fred and I's body. United in their grief.
And for some odd reason, I can't help but smile.
Seeing my friends finally accept the man I love...I feel at peace in the fact that he will live on without me.
I know that he will be okay. He will have people there for him. That's all I've ever wanted.
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The Task to Kill
ContoY/N Archebault has always grown up knowing the malfoys. Her parents were close due to their alignment with the dark lord. But she never bothered to much with what her family did. She didn't really care who won, Voldemort or the boy who lived. She ju...
