This is my first attempt at a Harry Potter Fanfiction, but I thought I would try it out and see how things go. It takes place just after Dumbledore's deathand the summer that follows it. I have the plot planned out roughly, but it may change as it goes on. It's a Draco and Hermione pairing, as I've become quite fond of this pairing, and it does seem quite popular on here.
This first part if just the prologue - Dumbledore's death from Draco's point of view, the story then picks up a couple of days later.
Please leave me your comments and reviews as I'd love to read your feedback.
Hope you enjoy
Rachael x.
"You are not a killer Draco," Dumbledore remained calm as Draco continued pointing his wand in his direction.
"You know nothing about me," Draco's voice began to shake, his heart pounding against his chest. "I was the one who cursed Katie Bell, it was me who poisoned Weasley,"
Dumbledore nodded calmly, causing Draco to doubt himself even more.
"I know Draco, I also know that you were just following orders," Draco cautiously locked eye contact with Dumbledore, still stunned at how calm Dumbledore was.
"He'll kill me!" Draco shouted, the panic evident in his voice. Dumbledore nodded and smiled softly at Draco.
"We can help you Draco, come over to the good and we'll make sure you're safe until all of this is over," Draco stared at Dumbledore intently, going through this options in his head. He knew Dumbledore was the only one who could ever stand a chance in defeating Voldemort once and for all, Dumbledore was the only wizard that Voldemort ever feared. Everyone trusted Dumbledore, even Draco knew that. Draco dropped his gaze and slowly lowered his wand, he couldn't help the feeling of shame washing over his body. All of the insults his father gave him suddenly came flooding back, this time fresher than ever.
Draco hardly noticed the door swing open, he could vaguely hear voices surrounding him, the occasional pat on the back, nothing that really meant anything to him though.
"Do it Draco!" Draco jumped as he heard his name being said aloud, he turned to face Bellatrix, who's menacing grin was burning into him. Draco's hand shook as he tightened his grip on his wand, he focused his eyes on the ground desperately trying not to face the other death eaters. The voices in his head were continuing their argument, the confusion he felt was horrific.
"Severus, Severus please..." Draco jerked his head up, not even noticing that Snape had entered the room, he watched as everything began to move in slow motion, Snape raised his wand and pointed it in Dumbledore's direction.
"Avada Kedavra!" Every part of Draco's body began screaming in shock, Draco was going to let him live, Draco was going to accept his offer of safety, now it was all gone. He'd have to go back to Voldemort and face his death.
He felt a hand pulling on his arm, pulling him through the school grounds. Everything was a blur, he could see flashes of red and green light shooting past him, how he missed them he wasn't sure. He heard someone nearby call out Potter's name, daring to look behind him Draco gulped as he saw Harry run straight towards him, firing spell after spell.
"Run Draco," Snape ordered,
"Snape! Snape, he trusted you!" Draco continued to run, desperately trying to block out the image of Dumbledore falling from the top of the astronomy tower. He wasn't a killer, he'd lowered his wand, Snape killed him. Snape had caused all of this.
The gates of Hogwarts flew open, and Draco paused to catch his breath, he wasn't safe anymore. No where was safe, hearing footsteps approaching him from behind, he turned on the spot and thought of home. Seconds later he was stood outside Malfoy Manor. The only ever place he'd been able to call home. No one would be home, Lucius was still locked up in Azkaban prison, his mother never spent any time at home these days. He'd be safe here for the time being.
