Harry Potter - Fanfiction

Year 6 - The Lightning Struck Tower

The fact that I have had to say goodbye to Draco twice now weighs heavily on my heart, I have to, if only for the time being; As what Dumbledore said to me that night hangs in the back of my mind, and I will never forgive myself if they harm Draco because of me. Although should an opportunity arise where I can persuade Draco to leave the Death Eaters' side, I will try take it.

It's a constant push and pull with him and his situation because I need to stand back for his sake, but I'm also not standing back completely. It's very contradicting and a difficult thing to decide.

Pushing Draco as far out of my mind as I possibly can, I decide I should eventually write back to the twins; I explain to them everything, sparing no detail on the events which happened of late (obviously leaving out the fact that Draco is a Death Eater). I explain to them further that should they want to discuss that event, they should do so when I am not around as I know if it were up to their opinions, they'd obviously say Draco had it coming.

I warn them profusely to let this be in the past and not bring it up when I see them in the summer holidays. I just want to come home to them and let their presence wash away all my troubles and stress. I want to be able to go home to them, so that I can laugh until I forget about everything in the moment. I want to feel their warm group hugs and their soothing words that everything is going to be okay, even though we all unsure whether it is going to be or not...

Draco is up and about again and looking as troubled as ever as the next few weeks pass on; it's as though he was never in the Hospital Wing for two weeks recovering. His skin is still pale, with dark circles under his eyes and still skulking away in hallways. At least he's been eating a little more compared to last. However, as we move into June, things seem to take a turn for the better for Draco because he begins to look a little happier as he walks about.

"Do you think he's coming right with that task he spoke about?" Tracey asks one afternoon while we relax under a shady tree by the lake.

"I'd like to think he's making some progress; he seems to be walking around a little lighter these days," I answer thoughtfully.

Stretching my arms into the air and letting out an engulfing yawn, I lean back onto my forearms.

"Enough about Draco, my whole year seems to have revolved around him and I need to get out of my head for a bit," I say to Tracey.

"You're right, no more Draco talk... After one more question," she hints hopefully.

"What is it?" I raise my eyebrow at her.

"Are you coming to terms with the fact that he's part of them?"

"Somewhat, I sort of have to, but it doesn't mean I accept it. I won't stop trying to get him away from there," I answer firmly.

"Understandable, and on that note the subject is closed." She smiles.

"How are you and Eddie doing?" I ask happily.

"We're giving it a bit of a break," she answers ruefully.

"Were you guys dating?" I ask confused.

"No, we were just taking it casual," she says looking more confused than me.

"What are you taking a break from then? Just each other as a whole?"

"From each other, I guess. His parents aren't too happy about me anymore; they think my family is involved with the Death Eaters," she hurtfully responds.

"And he believes this too?" I ask incredulous. "You've given him no reason to believe that."

"He doesn't want to meet them, and he's barely spoken to me since he told me how his parents feel," she shrugs.