Because of the war…I found love (Draco Malfoy one-shot)
I do not own Harry Potter in any way.
I was terrified.
Deatheaters were invading the school.
I slipped past them a couple of times, but a 3rd time wasn't going to cut it. Here I was, a timid little 5th year running for my life.
Spells were shooting everywhere.
I had been injured a couple of times. I suddenly ran into someone.
Their hood was up and had a Deatheater mask on.
I sat there on the ground, silently begging them not to kill me.
Their hand reached out and helped me up.
I saw blue eyes beneath the mask.
They took off their mask and pulled their hood down.
I came face-to-face with Draco Malfoy, a Slytherin 7th year. "You're a Deatheater", I said.
"I'm helping the Order", he said.
There was a big explosion. Hogwarts started shaking and we heard screams.
"Run!" Draco yelled.
We stated running, then suddenly everything went black.
I opened my eyes and met a pair of frantic blue ones. "What happened?" I asked.
"Draco saved you. The ceiling was coming down and a piece of it hit your head and you blacked out. He picked you up and ran outside", Lupin said.
I looked at the ruins of my only home, Hogwarts.
"It'll get better", Draco said taking my hand.
"I hope", I said.
"It will", he said.
"Promise?" I asked him.
"Promise", he said kissing me.
It's amazing, because of the war, I found love.