the transfer; dm

chapter 36: deathly hallows

-Felicity-

I blink my eyes open, my head pounding with every slight movement.

"No no no. Please don't move Felicity." A soft voice comes from near my ear. My vision is blurry but I can make out pale blonde hair.

It's Luna.

"I have some water here. You are very hurt, you need to stay still." She begins using a wet cloth patting my head.

Her movements are slow but with every tap on my head I see stars, pain blinding me.

"Shhhhh, stop moving. Your head is bleeding all over. I need to help you. Mr. Ollivander please come help me."

And i'm out again.

-Draco-

"No wonder you don't like that family." Theo says shaking his head.

Ginny Weasley just told the lot of us off. Now she refuses to speak to us, death eaters. Andrea is included in that too.

"Oh my god. You are all so stupid." Andrea looks between all of us. "It has nothing to do with Ginny or the Weasley's. She has a point, none of us are actually trustworthy. All of you are death eaters. I wouldn't let you help me either."

We sit in silence, no one wanted to say it but she was right.

Theo and Blaise leave after a moment. Andrea sits next to me.

"You knew she was writing to Ginny didn't you?"

"I knew she was up to something, I didn't know why or who."

"And you didn't think to ask?"

I turn to her, she's blaming me? "How is this my fault?"

She sighs, "If you told her anything she'd listen to you."

"Andrea. Leave."

She stands and walks to the door , "Don't be a child Draco."

I pace my room, back and forth, couch to bed. I want her safe. And yet I don't know where she is.

I find myself walking to Snape's office, and as normally he lets me in.

"What do you need Draco."

"Where is she?"

He looks genuinely confused, I don't buy it. "Where is who?"

"Felicity. You know, I KNOW YOU KNOW." I slam my fist on the table. I can't keep letting her get away from me.

"Draco, calm down. I have no idea where she is." How does he sound so calm. Always. "Your father might." He gestures to the fireplace next to him.

God I hate the floo network. "Malfoy Manor." Green flames engulf me.

I slide out of the fireplace in my father's office, covered in soot. I wipe my sweatpants off, disgusting.

"Draco, so very nice to see you again. You have only been gone what? 24 hours..."

"Less." I turn around to see my father at his desk. Drinking, no surprise there.