This is the sequel to I Still Love You. If you haven't read it, you probably should, so this story will make more sense. Sorry, this is all I have so far, but it is spring break and, believe if or not, i am actually busy.
I own nothing. That would be the wonderful J.K. Rowling.
I Still Love You: Part II
"I'm gonna kill him." he said to his aunt, Bellatrix.
"Draco, it's too dangerous. I don't want you to get hurt and I'm sure your mother wouldn't have wanted you to either." Draco's mother had died just two years after Alex. She was brutally murdered by the Death Eaters for refusing to go back to the dark side.
"I don't care. I have to go." He said as he headed towards the door (he had decided to walk instead of apparate).
When he arrived at his destination, he couldn't help but wish that he had flowers to put on Alex's grave. He spent every hour of free time that he had at this place. It was peaceful and calming, and always reminded him of her. But he didn't have time to think about that now. The anger that he was feeling pounded in his ears, echoing in his head. "Revenge" it would whisper, making Draco believe that was what his sanity depended on. Ever since Greyback killed Alex, Draco had been in excruciating pain. She was constantly on his mind, never even letting him have a decent dream that didn't end up with her bleeding body lying in his arms, breathing those last little words.
Draco broke down in tears as he remembered the moment.
"I'll kill him," He said "he needs to feel the pain that he has put all of us, and countless others, through."
"Draco…" He heard a soft voice say behind him. He spun around expecting to see his aunt, who had shown up here many times before. Instead, he saw Alex. Her beautiful features were dulled by the pearly glow she was emmiting.
"I love you." He cried as he tried to pull her into an embrace, but he hadn't realized she was a ghost and fell right through her.
"Draco…" She said again, trying, but failing to muster a smile. "I can't stay long." It had taken almost all of her energy to become visible, even if it only lasted for a while. "I can help you," She was starting to fade. "Look for the signs." With the last word she completely disappeared, her voice echoing in the man's ears.
Draco felt his phone vibrate and cursed himself for having muggle devices. The message on his screen read:
The red dot on this map is where the bloody thing is. Please try not to get hurt.
-A
Then there was a picture, a map would be a more appropriate word, with a red mark. Draco knew exactly who sent it. "Thank you." He whispered, before he apperated to the marked point on the map. It was a forest and when he got there, he drew his wand, and started the longest search he would ever experience. He had heard that werewolves could run at least twice as fast as humans, but no one that had really ever seen one run full speed lived. He had searched for four hours and was starting to feel quite helpless. Draco finally realized how the Golden Trio had felt. His whole social level had ridiculed and made fun of them, and now he wished he was better friends with them, and could use their experiences to help him.