The Auror walked me down stairs and out the front door of Draco's castle.
About ten different news stations and journalists ran towards me as they interrogated me all at once.
Fuck them, I really didn't want to talk at this point. The Auror took out a handful of floo powder and gave it to me.
"Say, 'Ministry of Magic'. The rest of us will meet you there soon." The Auror said and ran off back into the castle, the media closing in on him.
I looked at the floo powder, then looked back at the abandoned castle. I put half in my the pocket of my Quidditch robes, and the other in my hand.
I sighed as I held the floo powder above my head.
I hesitated for a moment, but knew this was the right choice.
"Executing room!!" I yelled and threw the powder over me.
In a quick second, green flames had surrounded me and I was transported to a dark, dungeon-like cavern. I heard the pit pattering of the water droplets somewhere in the back. I slowly walked forward until I heard the Aurors voices.
I quickly hid in, what seemed to be like, a closet.
"Malfoy, you will pay for all the shit you've done!" I heard Harry say and push Draco in the room. Draco was already weak and tired from what Harry had already done to him, and the fact that Draco had his wand taken away wasn't too good either.
I winced as I saw Harry kick Draco in the stomach, then head towards the door, but turned around one last time.
"The dementors will suck your soul dry, Malfoy. And when that happens, I'll sing with joy and be glad that you're long dead." Harry said with a smirk and shut the door.
Damn, I better move, and fast.
"Draco, Draco it's me!" I whispered and jumped out of the closet as I walked to his side, "I'm gonna get you outta here."
"What?" I heard him wince.
I ignored his reply and took out half the floo powder I had left.
"Take this. Go. Go somewhere. Anywhere." I said and held out the powder.
His eyes still held confusion in them.
"Why are you doing this?" He asked, not touching the floo powder.
"Why do you think?" I said and look him in the eye.
He soon realized what I was trying to get across as his eye brows arched higher than usual.
"You-Why..." He asked, concealing his emotions with a bitter tone.
"I don't know. Look, just go before cupid pulls out the arrow, okay?" I said and took his arm as I placed the floo powder in it.
"What about you?"
Oops. I hadn't thought about that.
"Don't worry 'bout me. I'll live." I answered and heard footsteps coming towards the door.
"GO!! HURRY!" I whispered harshly, holding back the stupid emotions.
Draco came up to me and held me close as his fingers intertwined with mine.
"Do you love me?" Draco asked, as if I was getting myself into trouble if I did.
An odd silence came in the air as my mind almost exploded.
What to say...
What to do...
"Yes." I responded quietly, in more of a serious tone than a happy one.
He released his grip and I gave him a glance to hurry up and go.
Why did I have to say that? WHY?
I heard people right outside the door as I faced it and held my fighting position, waiting for that door to open.
Before I could do anything, Draco grabbed me from behind and held me close to him as he threw the powder on me and said something in which I was too shocked to listen to.
Green flames burst at our feet as I saw the door open a bit, but not completely as I felt myself launched into a tunnel and landed on a couch with a thud.
I rubbed my head as I suddenly ran conscience of what had just happened.
Draco...
Where's Draco?
Did he just...
He...
He sacrificed himself to the dementors for my escape.
"NO!" I screamed and got up from the couch.
There was silence in the mysterious room I was in.
The silence was filled with horror, sadness, and confusion.
Maybe Draco didn't love me after all.
Maybe he gave me the floo powder so I wouldn't make the mistake in practically killing myself for him.
I fell to the floor and buried my head in my lap.
Draco was going to die...
Draco gave me the floo powder...
Why didn't a force him to go with me?
Why didn't I do something?
Instead I did nothing.
I let him sacrifice himself for me.
I'm selfish.
I'm a coward...
But the worst of all...
I had just let Draco die.
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A/N: Wow...83 reviews...people really like this. My reviewers rock!! ::group hug::
THIS IS NOT THE END
But...
What will happen in the next chapter?
An Epilogue?
A new life for Robin?
WHAT HAPPENS???
About ten different news stations and journalists ran towards me as they interrogated me all at once.
Fuck them, I really didn't want to talk at this point. The Auror took out a handful of floo powder and gave it to me.
"Say, 'Ministry of Magic'. The rest of us will meet you there soon." The Auror said and ran off back into the castle, the media closing in on him.
I looked at the floo powder, then looked back at the abandoned castle. I put half in my the pocket of my Quidditch robes, and the other in my hand.
I sighed as I held the floo powder above my head.
I hesitated for a moment, but knew this was the right choice.
"Executing room!!" I yelled and threw the powder over me.
In a quick second, green flames had surrounded me and I was transported to a dark, dungeon-like cavern. I heard the pit pattering of the water droplets somewhere in the back. I slowly walked forward until I heard the Aurors voices.
I quickly hid in, what seemed to be like, a closet.
"Malfoy, you will pay for all the shit you've done!" I heard Harry say and push Draco in the room. Draco was already weak and tired from what Harry had already done to him, and the fact that Draco had his wand taken away wasn't too good either.
I winced as I saw Harry kick Draco in the stomach, then head towards the door, but turned around one last time.
"The dementors will suck your soul dry, Malfoy. And when that happens, I'll sing with joy and be glad that you're long dead." Harry said with a smirk and shut the door.
Damn, I better move, and fast.
"Draco, Draco it's me!" I whispered and jumped out of the closet as I walked to his side, "I'm gonna get you outta here."
"What?" I heard him wince.
I ignored his reply and took out half the floo powder I had left.
"Take this. Go. Go somewhere. Anywhere." I said and held out the powder.
His eyes still held confusion in them.
"Why are you doing this?" He asked, not touching the floo powder.
"Why do you think?" I said and look him in the eye.
He soon realized what I was trying to get across as his eye brows arched higher than usual.
"You-Why..." He asked, concealing his emotions with a bitter tone.
"I don't know. Look, just go before cupid pulls out the arrow, okay?" I said and took his arm as I placed the floo powder in it.
"What about you?"
Oops. I hadn't thought about that.
"Don't worry 'bout me. I'll live." I answered and heard footsteps coming towards the door.
"GO!! HURRY!" I whispered harshly, holding back the stupid emotions.
Draco came up to me and held me close as his fingers intertwined with mine.
"Do you love me?" Draco asked, as if I was getting myself into trouble if I did.
An odd silence came in the air as my mind almost exploded.
What to say...
What to do...
"Yes." I responded quietly, in more of a serious tone than a happy one.
He released his grip and I gave him a glance to hurry up and go.
Why did I have to say that? WHY?
I heard people right outside the door as I faced it and held my fighting position, waiting for that door to open.
Before I could do anything, Draco grabbed me from behind and held me close to him as he threw the powder on me and said something in which I was too shocked to listen to.
Green flames burst at our feet as I saw the door open a bit, but not completely as I felt myself launched into a tunnel and landed on a couch with a thud.
I rubbed my head as I suddenly ran conscience of what had just happened.
Draco...
Where's Draco?
Did he just...
He...
He sacrificed himself to the dementors for my escape.
"NO!" I screamed and got up from the couch.
There was silence in the mysterious room I was in.
The silence was filled with horror, sadness, and confusion.
Maybe Draco didn't love me after all.
Maybe he gave me the floo powder so I wouldn't make the mistake in practically killing myself for him.
I fell to the floor and buried my head in my lap.
Draco was going to die...
Draco gave me the floo powder...
Why didn't a force him to go with me?
Why didn't I do something?
Instead I did nothing.
I let him sacrifice himself for me.
I'm selfish.
I'm a coward...
But the worst of all...
I had just let Draco die.
*********
A/N: Wow...83 reviews...people really like this. My reviewers rock!! ::group hug::
THIS IS NOT THE END
But...
What will happen in the next chapter?
An Epilogue?
A new life for Robin?
WHAT HAPPENS???
