Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling…why you would even think it belongs to me, I don't know.
Run
We both knew it was going to happen soon. We tried as hard as we could to stay away from reality, to remain in our worlds of bliss, but one and most certainly not two, cannot escape life for to long before she hunts you down and issues a painful wakeup call. Besides it's not logical to continue on fantasizing about things that are never possible, and logic has never failed me.
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It was the second to last day of term. My fellow seventh year students were celebrating yet mourning their soon to be pasts at Hogwarts. Even though the real world was an exciting and scary prospect, our home away from home would be missed terribly.
Everyone sat and talked with their friends, chatting about old memories, laughing at pictures of themselves as puny little first years, and in some cases giving out and receiving millions of hugs through teary eyes. Together, they were almost unwilling to blink incase the moment would disappear right before them just like the previous seven years. Everyone was down at the great hall, except me.
I was pacing in the head's common room waiting. I was waiting and worrying while thoroughly wishing I could just relax. Draco had gone off to another one of his mysterious meetings. Lately he had been having more of them and they were lasting much longer than was appropriate (for any meeting anyway). He left the night before and still hadn't come back! It had been nine hours and one minute that he was gone! There was no owl at any of the windows, no message or note anywhere explaining himself, there was no dot of him on the Marauder's Map which I even went through the trouble of retrieving with out Harry's knowledge, and most importantly there was no Draco!
Once again I turned to look at the grandfather clock situated in the curve of the circular room. I had self inflicted a twitch where every five minutes it was impossible for me to not check the time. It was currently 7:06 pm; all the others were still dining in the great hall and Draco…
The portrait slammed open with a deafening "bang!" as it hit a wall. One look at him and I knew something was amiss, something he would not tell me. His face had a wild and panicked look across it and it was quite alarming. He resembled a dear caught in the headlights of a large truck.
In three massive and lightning fast strides he came at me like I was prey, and encircled me tightly in his arms. The necessity of the embrace, his need for it made me wary. What was he trying to tell me…actually what was he trying to hide from me? "I love you." He whispered in grave seriousness, tucking my head beneath his chin and swaying slightly. "Run away with me."
A/N: Well this is just an idea. I'm writing it down not sure if it will turn into anything. Let me know what you think of it!!!