Twin Sister | D.M Fan Fiction

forty one

Harry quickly runs away from us. "I want normal." I hugged Ron and Hermione.

I attack more death eaters. "Expelliarmus!" Someone yelled at me. I get flung to against the wall. I see it was a death eater. "Stupefy." I spoke weakly. He gets flung.

I slowly get up and I see Neville outside looking at death eaters coming towards us. I follow Ginny, Ron and Hermione. Lots of other people get behind us. "Who's that? The person Hagrid is holding?" Ginny asks, I cover my mouth realizing who it was.

"Harry Potter is dead." Voldemort said to us. "No!" Ginny yelled, I pulled her back. "Silence!" Voldemort yelled. "Now, you will put your faith in me." He turns to the death eaters. "Harry Potter is dead." All of them start cheering.

I turn around and see Draco, "I have to go." I whispered rubbing over to him.

He hugged me tightly as I silently cried. "Shh, darling.." he whispered stroking my hair.

"Now come forward and join us, or die." Voldemort puts his hands to his side.

"Draco." Lucius whispered loud enough for me to hear. "Please don't go, please. If you go im coming with you. If you really meant everything we did together, if you really meant everything you said to me you would stay." We both locked hands and looked back at Voldemort.

"It doesn't matter Harry died, people die everyday; Friends, family. Yeah, we lost Harry tonight, and he's not with us, but he's in here." Neville pointed to his heart. Draco wipes the tear off my cheek.

"They didn't die in vein, but you will because your wrong!" Neville pulls out the Gryffindor sword and Harry jumps out of Hagrid's arms. Everyone starts running and Voldemort starts shooting spells at him.

"Everyone into the castle! We have to kill the snake." Harry spoke, he looks at me and smiles. "You can do it Harry, good luck." I put my hand on his shoulder. "No exceptions." Draco pulls my hand away from Harry's shoulder. "Bye!" Draco grabs my hand and we both look for the snake even though we don't have any weapons.

"Draco, your parents." I pointed to them, they were hidden so nobody could see them but I knew they were there for him.

"I'm coming with you." He looks at me and nods. "Thank you." Narcissa whispered in my ear. "I didn't want him to be a part of this, he's just a boy." She added. Lucius looks at me up and down then nods. "Thank you." I shake both of their hands. "Now go on." Draco and I look at each other and sprint away. "Get down!" He warned, we both get down; a death eater was trying to shoot spells at us. "Expelliarmus!" I yelled.

"Ouch!" Draco let's go of my hand and holds onto his wrist. "What?" I lift up his sleeve. His dark mark faded out and turned into a tattoo. "This is great, Draco He's-" Draco lips collided with mine. "Just stop talking."

- Six months later -

"No! Stop that's mine!" I chase Draco all over the place. I bump into Lucius Malfoy. "He took my wand." I groaned. "Come on Fiona! Your so slow!" I chase him up the stairs and into his bedroom. Draco comes out from behind me and tackled me onto his bed. We stop laughing after a while.

He laid next to me onto his bed. "Can I go meet up with my friends this weekend?" I asked, "why are you asking?" He kisses my forehead. "Do you want to come?" I let out a small grin. He cocked an eyebrow, and then rolled his eyes.

"Please, Mr.Malfoy?" I begged. "Don't call me that." He muttered, I laughed and laid on his chest. "I'm just kidding, I have no plans. See how mean you are?" I nudge him. "I'm not mean, it's only when you want me to be." He had a big smirk on his face.

"Draco! Not here!" I get up and open the door. "Don't tell my father I said that." He joked. "Said what?" Lucius was standing right by the door. "Nothing." He looked at Draco, and I started to laugh.

"Never mind I'm not leaving." I turn around and sit back onto Draco's bed. "Night, Mr. Malfoy." I told Lucius.

"I'm going to sleep." I get under the covers. "No." Draco complained. "What?" He smirked. "Stop with that smirk of yours!" I grab a piece of paper, I haven't drew or wrote anything in so long. How about I write a story:

"Fiona come eat dinner!" Mom called, I put away all of my colored pencils and sketch book and run downstairs. "Hey lil' sis!" Fred messes up my hair.

And that's how it all started..

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