sacrifices pt.2

obliviate

⚠️brief discussion of death
harry potter's pov
"harry.." a female voice whispered as i exited the common room. i turned around to see hermione with worry plastered all over her face.
"hey, hey, what's wrong?" i asked as she began to sob. i rubbed her shoulder, doing anything i could to comfort her. clearly, she was in distress and she looked horrible. she had bags underneath her eyelids and her cheeks were red and blotchy.
"dumbledore-he's..dead." she choked out.

my head started spinning and my throat tightened. this couldn't be real. this must be a practical joke. i chuckled nervously and said, "okay, ron! you-you can come out now! i know this is just a joke.." my voice cracked in disbelief. hermione looked up at me with tears streaming down her smooth skin.
"harry...it's not a joke. this is real." she croaked
how could he? how could he just leave me like this?
"how?" i demanded, still stunned, my heart beating faster than ever.
"he was m-murdered," she barely got out, "they don't know who."
i gaped at her and finally gained the strength to breathe again.
"thank you. for, uh, telling me." i whispered. she nodded and slowly walked away, sniffling.
i couldn't believe this was happening.
it was malfoy.

y/n's pov
6:58
i decided to finally get out of bed. i got about an hour of sleep last night.
i just can't believe the war is happening this evening. i haven't talked to anyone besides my second year friends. i haven't even talked to draco. there was too much going on, but i needed to see if he was okay.
i jumped out of bed, still in my clothes from yesterday. i didn't have the energy to change so i kept them on and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to tame it.
i swung open the common room door, and head out to find draco.

i looked everywhere. the great hall, the bathroom, the kitchen, outside, and i still couldn't find him. i still hadn't looked in the astronomy tower. maybe he was in there?
i was almost running, searching for the tower door. a familiar wooden board caught my eye. i walked up to it and pushed it open.

third person pov
"breathe...challenge your thoughts..admit that you're angry..this is rubbish!" draco mumbled, flipping through the pages of his new book.
"none of this is going to help me.." he growled. he threw the book across the stone floor.
suddenly, he heard the door swoop open with a low whoosh.
instantly, he hid the book and jumped to his feet.
"who's there?!" he shouted.

dracos pov
"who's there?!" i shouted. i heard the person shuffle their feet and i immediately recognized the face, peeking out from the shadows casted in the old tower. her figure brushed through the dust and vines, making her way up to the top of the staircase. she looked up at me with eyes full of relief. they were sad and broken. her hair fell from the side of her face, covering her left eye. she didn't pay any attention to it, though. she looked gorgeous. a complete masterpiece. she continued to stare at me intently, observing me. i shifted uncomfortably and broke our eye contact. i looked away, afraid to see the hurt in her face. after a few moments of silence, she started to sob.
guilt washed over me.
she knew. she definitely knew.

y/n's pov
i couldn't take it anymore. i burst into sobs and cries. it hurt so bad. it hurt to see him standing there, in front of me. a murderer standing there, in front of me. my baby daddy standing there, in front of me. how could he do this?
"y/n.." he whispered. his voice cracked with every word he choked out.
"don't." i growled back, not in the mood to give him a pity party. his eyes widened and he backed away. his hand rode up his neck, scratching nervously.
"how could you fucking do this, draco?!" i said, almost shouting.
his eyes glossed over and filled with tears.
"y/n you don't understand..i had to do it. did you want me to die, huh? because if i hadn't done it, i would've been dead. i'm probably better off dead, aren't i? i-it'd be better for you, for dumbledore, for everyone really. merlin, i'm such a fuck up. i can't believe-"
"shut. the. fuck. up!" i screamed in disbelief.
"stop trying to make everything about your damn self! that is so selfish of you, draco! you know what i can't believe? i can't believe that you're trying to make me sympathize for you by wishing death upon yourself. that's fucking delusional, draco! you? you're wishing you were dead?! fucking hell, draco. i can't take it anymore! i am 4 months pregnant with your child and i have to go through all of this. you're dragging me through this, too. not just you, you bastard. have you even thought about what i am going through? what it must feel like to see your boyfriend going through all this pain, killing and bringing war to innocent people?! and he's just pushing you away, ignoring you and sneaking off. and you have the audacity to say you wished you were dead?! i wish i was out of this fucking world, gone. gone forever so that i wouldn't have to deal with any of this, draco lucius malfoy. for merlins sake, you just killed our headmaster! and now, this evening you're going to let all hell let loose in this fucking school! you're going to bring a war here! i cannot believe this." i screamed uncontrollably . i didn't noticed the tears streaming and bursting down my cheeks nonstop.

third person pov
all color was drained from draco malfoys face. he had never, ever, been screamed at like this before. tears spilled out from his eyelids and he fell to the ground.

suddenly, the two restless teenagers heard a swift movement in the shadows. fuck. y/n thought. someone had been spying?
"come out. show yourself." y/n demanded.
slowly, a raven-haired boy with glasses and rosy cheeks stepped out from behind the wall.
harry potter.
"harry?"
"potter."
"y/n...?" harry whispered, "malfoy killed dumbledore?"
draco tensed up. "yes. yes i did. and you will not tell anybody." he hissed, venom dripping off his tongue.
"says who?" harry challenged.
y/n's heart started beating fast. what is happening? don't be brave, harry.
"says me, you filthy halfblood." he growled, whipping out his wand and holding it to harry's neck. y/n audibly gasped and started to cry again. "draco..don't." she weeped. draco rolled his eyes and proceeded to dig his wand farther into the chosen one's throat.
"i was chosen." draco choked out.
harry gulped.
"i killed albus dumbledore. cry about it." he growled. y/n couldn't believe how fast he switched up. a few moments ago, he was sobbing on the ground, now he's being more toxic than ever.
"obliviate." draco sneered.