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"Get off of me."

Draco blares as he shoves his father away.

Draco never tried to go against his father, until now. His panicked eyes wash over to Celeste as she lies there, unconscious.

He runs over to Celeste and quickly picks her up. Celeste's arm dangles in the air, causing some of her blood to drop onto the floor. He stares at her, hoping for her to wake up and tell him that everything is fine.

"Don't come anywhere near us."

Draco says, his eyebrows furrowed.

Narcissa stammers, trying to say something. She is cut off by Draco dropping the golden trio's wands to the floor. His cold eyes glares at his father for a moment, then to Bellatrix. Bellatrix doesn't seem to mind though, she let out a nasty crackle.

He walks up to his room, leaving his family behind.

"Celeste, wake up."

He whispers as he carries her to his room.

Her face is extremely paler as he clutches her. Her feet and arms are dangling as he is carrying her, like Hagrid did when he got injured in his third year.

"Celeste, tell me that you are okay."

He whispers, begging for her to wake up.

Celeste remains unconscious as she leaves a trail of dotted red circles behind on the floor.
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My eyes slowly adjust to our room. My head is rest comfortably on the fluffy pillows as my body is lied on the bed sheets.

"What happened?"

I ask, in almost a whisper.

Bellatrix's torture seemed like a dream, like a horrible nightmare. Although, I did know deep inside that it was real, all of it. Everything from Hermione's carving to mine was and is real.

Draco rushes to my side, his eyes glimmering with relief.

"I'm so sorry, I tried-"

He begins, but I cut him off.

I shush him as his arms wraps around me. He squeezes me with dear life as I rub his back. His hands are gripping the fabric of my top as his muscles relax.

"I'm okay."

I whisper as I nuzzle my face into his shoulder.

"I should have kept you safe, I coul-"

"Shhh, not now."

I assure.

"You're bleeding so much."

Draco says as he disconnects our hug.

"I'm alright, I swear."

I say as I follow his gaze to my upper arm.

'Bloodtraitor', it wrote. The cut is a little more red and deeper than Hermione's, making me wonder if Bellatrix hates me more than her. The faint, dried up trails of red droplets decorated my pale arm.

"Stay here."

Draco says as he gets up.

I oblige and stay in place as I continue to stare at the cut. I hear him toss this around in his cabinet, eager and rushingly. He comes back to me, sitting down next to my injured arm.

"It will hurt a bit, sorry."

He says before putting a liquid onto my wound.

I close my eyes as my fingers grip his sleeve. He whispers soft apologies as he treats me. The stinging sensation is crucial, but I push it aside.

Draco hugs me after treating my wound, after wrapping it. I smile against his shoulder as his enbrace warms me.

"I don't know what I would do if I lost you."

He whispers, more to himself.

"I'm here, I'm not lost."

I assure.

We both lay down onto the bed, exhausted from today. He brings me into him as his arms wraps around me. We are both on our side, facing each other. Draco is less curled up as I am in his embrace. His body is shielding me, as if he is protecting me from the evil things in this cruel world.

"What happened to Luna and Hermione?"

I ask.

"They escaped."

Draco replies.

I sigh against the clothing that is covering his chest, releasing the tension that I held.

"That's good."

I whisper as I close my eyes.

"What will happen to us?"

Draco whispers, showing his vulnerability.

I remain silent as I clutch onto him. I cannot promise him of my safety, or his. I cannot promise that things won't crumble down for the both of us, I simply cannot. I don't want to lie, yet I do not want to make things seem worse.

"Whatever happens, we will be okay."

I assure.

Whether I am alive or not, I will be fine. My spirit would eventually live on and all. My only worry is Draco, oh, Draco. If he dies, I would not know what to do. Perhaps, I will never be able to love again.

"I'm here, okay?"

I whisper as his body shakes.

He sobs quietly as he clutches onto me. I can feel his grasp on my clothing as his tears seeps through the cloth, reaching my skin. I clutch him as I slightly sway to the side, both of our arms tightly knit together.

"I should have done more, I could have stopped Bellatrix."

He sobs, his voice vibrating through my body.

"You were held back, you did the best you could."

I assure.

"She hurt you, she hurt you so-"

He sobs out, but I interrupt him by shushing him.

My hands that were on his back slowly slithers up. My palm and fingers cup his face, inching it away from my shoulder. His eyes are red as well as his nose. His almost white iris seems brighter now, with his eyes being red and slightly puffy. I softly smile at him as I wipe his tears with my thumb.

"I'm okay, I'm still here."

I assure.

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