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"Where is he?!" Lord Voldemort exclaimed sweeping into the room. I melted into a kneel taking hold of the monster still smouldering with rage.
"Ask Bellatrix." I frowned letting my features settle.
"Bella?" She glared at me.
"My Lord we-"
"She lost him. They somehow got out of the dungeon and were able to escape. Because she wanted a couple minutes of play time with My Mudblood! We had a deal!" I stood facing him my entire presence screaming predator. He watched me with weary eyes noting the change in my tone as well as feeling the energy aound me.
"She's in love with her!" Bellatrix proclaimed holding up the letter.
"Is this true daughter?" His eyes slide to me.
"That's irrelevant, I do what I have to to protect her. I didn't care about the boy. If had the time, one traitor would be dead, your Golden Boy subdued and my mudblood competent enough to continue research." I seethed my irises darkening.
"What stopped you?"
"It wouldn't have happened in the first place if they were separated from each other in the beginning like I requested. Did I not request that Wormtail." He jumped back terrified and squeaked, it was like two snakes circling each other watching us through fear choked eyes.
"Yes! Yes! But mistress Bellatrix says put the boys down with the others! Well she questioned the mudblood!" He spilled.
"Furthermore they wouldn't have gotten away if Bellatrix hadn't been ranting about useless things, like my love of her." His eyes narrowed at me.
"Yes I love her but do you see me putting up a fight. Have I done anything to suggest my loyalty lie with anyone but you. Father." I bowed my head.
"I know my place and if it is your wish I will bear any punishment you decide."
"No my child. You were not in the wrong... I do remember our meeting concerning your mudblood. Bellatrix kneel."
"My Lord..." Her eyes widened slightly but she obeyed.
That night I could feel my blood boiling in my veins as I paced outside the cabinet waiting for Draco, after Voldemort had commanded my mother to kneel he had dismissed me, stopping the Malfoys before they could retreat. We were the Head Boy and Girl for our last year, we use the wormhole to get from Malfoy Manor then back to the school. Fifteen minutes past and Draco finally stumbled out nearly collapsing holding his arm tightly.
"Close the portal." He gasped, I quickly shut the doors locking them with a series of locks with sigils on them. Placed on the right pattern it'll only open from this end. I knelt beside him;
"Draco what happened!?" Tears watered in his eyes. And he held out his arm shaking uncontrollably. I pulled up his sleeve and swallowed thickly.
"He had me bitten for my father's 'disobedience' I'm... I'm a Werewolf." His voice cracked tears flooded his eyes again.
"It's okay." I hugged him, holding his head in my arms as he cried.
"It's going to be okay. You're not alone." He cried harder holding me tightly. I looked up out the window noticing the growing crescent moon.
After that night Draco became more withdrawn, he became more aggressive as the nights passed. Headmaster Snape had provided Wolfsbane. I sat back my legs crossed in front of me.
"What are you doing?" Draco asked one morning the night before the full moon.
"Keeping in touch with my Animagus." I replied calmly.
"Your animagus? It takes weeks to create one let alone bring it out." Without speaking I drew it out. My body lengthening, fur the color of moonlight covering my body. He stepped back stunned.
"A Wolf?" I shifted back.
"I told you, you wouldn't have to do this alone." My eyes stayed the color of the wolf's glowing gold. I'd have to stay in touch with it all day in some way, if I wanted to be ready to help Draco tomorrow night. His shoulders relaxed and he stepped forward, pulling me into a hug. He held tightly as I circled my arms around his shoulders. His head laid against my shoulder. I could feel his tears on my neck, I let him lean against me.
"Thank you." He whispered not letting go.
"You've done the same. I love you Drake."
"I'm afraid." He whispered.
"I know, but you are strong. You will survive this. You are a Malfoy and you will adapt because that's what you do. You are Loved, you are loved you will not lose your heart." He stepped away.
"Is the room ready for tomorrow?"
"I'm going there to check it right now. I'll be stopping by the kitchens on the way there. Have you taken your wolfsbane?" He presented a bottle and flipped it over to show it was empty.
"Get some rest Drake."
"Actually I think I'll come with you. Do you think Katie is still in there." I smiled at the light that entered his eyes when he talked about her.
"Probably. Come on then, the dementors will be patrolling tonight so we gotta be careful."
It took a couple of minutes to swing by the kitchens to pick up a couple bags of food I had the house elves prepare for the kids in the room of retirements. Draco shrunk them to smaller size and we headed out toward the dungeons stopping as a door appeared to our right. We disappeared through the door.
"Draco! Ziva!" The group of kids Neville and Ginny Weakly leading them surrounded us as Draco unshrunk the bags of food. Bright glowing lights danced around them lighting their way here knew how to summon them.
"Thank you!" Ginny handed out the food and drinks the youngest being handed food first. She preferred not to interact with me even though I saved her life, not that I really cared. She had this weird stink about her that was present on all the Weasley family.
"How is it out there? Is there any news?" Neville asked well Draco and Kaitie walked toward a more private area.
"It's the same. More patrols since the escape. How's preparations for the full moon coming?"
"Good." He motioned me to follow.
"There's a room down here he can use to transform in. It's pretty spacious, the chains are hooked up." He opened the door.
"Expecto Patronum." A wolf materialized jumping around the room which seemed to be the foundations of the castle itself.
"Perfect. Thanks Neville." We backed out of the room.
"Thank you... You know it's the least we can do. You saved us after all." He responded the light of a long silver ribbon flowed like water on the air around us.
"Let's just hope it wasn't for nothing. How are the others?"
"Holding on." He sighs, I grasped his shoulder.
"This isn't forever. We'll figure out a way out of this." He gave me a slight smile.
"I hope so. How are you? You're not looking to good these past couple days."
"I'll be fine." He took my hand. He had been the first person I saved from a dementor attack, it had been during one of my first patrols around the castle. He was just moments from being kissed to death.
Honestly i knew the other death eaters had it out for a student here, they were relentless on pursuing him almost as mercilessly as Voldemort was on pursuing Harry. I had been there, over hearing my mother's plan to send death eaters after him. It took me days to decide what to do after that. It was completely by accident that I saw it before I saw him and I reacted on instinct. Whipping my wand out I didn't even have to speak as the bright white wolf leapt from the tip of my wand rushing the slouched over dementor. I raced over to the prone figure, hooking his arm over my shoulders.
"Come on, stay awake for me. Hey- hey tell me your name." His head lulled to the side as I half carried him through the halls knowing they wouldn't stop until they had killed him.
"N-Neville." He sighed barely audible.
"We're going to the room of requirements, do you know what that is?" I tried to keep him talking. I knew they were still after us.
"DA. Dum- Dumblefor ar-army." He continued, I came to a stop noticing a door beginning to open. I quickly helped him inside waiting in front of the door until it fully closed. I relaxed and knelt down beside him.
"Neville." I pressed his back against the wall.
"It's gonna be okay, you're safe here, rest now." His head lulled to the side.
"It's gonna be okay." That seemed to have become our phrase. I swallowed the pain in my throat and I found myself stepping into the circle of his arms. I knew he cared Luna but he has never acted on his thoughts and even though I still loved Hermione I didn't know where we stood... She probably hated me. But as our eyes meet the year's worth of staying strong, of building this relationship. He hadn't trusted me at first but as I saved more and more kids.
He began to see the other side of me, the side very few people have ever seen. He trusted me now and I trusted him. His fingers threaded through mine and I found myself moving closer. His hand on my hip his eyes glancing at my lips. Cautiously I brushed my lips against his, he caught my lips his fingers threaded into my hair.
"Is this okay." He asked when we parted for air. I let my fingers lightly brush along his jawline and brought his lips back to mine. That was all the answer he needed. Hands on my hips he guided me back until the back of my knees meet the side of a bed. Our movements were slow deliberate, fingers dragged along skin. Lips grazing across my neck. I unbuttoned his shirt my hands gliding across his chest...
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