Aftermath

D E S T R O Y E D

Draco's Pov

I look at her hopefully. She looks at everyone in the room with recognition in her eyes. I inch my way into the room. Her face lights up and she hops off the bed. I hold my arms out and she flies into them. Her arms tighten around me and her legs wrap around my waist.

All I've ever wanted was to have her in my arms and be whole again. I sit on the bed and hold her like I'm never going to let go again.

Because I'm never letting her out of my sight again. She moves her head and kisses me. Shocked, I don't know what to do. But then my mouth molds onto hers. She hops off my lap and gives everyone a hug.

She's laughing so much, and she's crying. She gives the George a hug. "Whrres Fred?" She asks, seeing he's not there. Everyone goes silent.

"What?" She asks. "Where is he?"

"He's dead."

"Oh. What? No. No. Fred isn't- what?"

George nods, looking up.

The room still buzzes with happiness. Dazed, y/n keeps hugging everyone. Granger is looking around the room with a smug look. "I told you it'd work", she says. Everyone rolls their eyes and gives y/n a group hug.

The noises coming from y/n are heart wrenching. She's finally met her real family, and she remembers her whole life. Sirius walks into the room. "I think you might want this", he says. She gasps.

"My wand!" She says happily.

And so we finally herd everyone back into the kitchen and explain everything she missed.

Sirius had to fake die so he could be on the down low. I had to become a deatheater and let the others in the school.

A clatter rises from the kitchen. "Y/n, you'll never guess who" I tell her softly.

"Dobby is incredibly sorry!" The high-pitched voice rings out. "It seems you are now one glass cup down sir", he squeaks.

We wave him away, but y/n opens her arms, which dobby flies into. "Dobby missed y/n very much", he squeals. "I missed you dobby" she laughs.

We clear our throats. "So we had to distract Voldemort and find his horcruxes at the same time. He had put a piece of his soul into seven different items that were tied to his childhood, and with the objects not destroyed, he'd be immortal.

She doesn't believe it. "So he's......dead?!" She asks incredibly. "Just like THAT?" She says. I nod. "But....."

"What?"

"The school is destroyed."