Chapter Thirteen: Plot Revealed

Mortifera couldn't help feel as if time was growing shorter. She spent most her time with Draco and her friends from the D.A. Easter break had come and gone and June was upon them. Finals were days away, but there was something more important looming in the distances. Draco's birthday. June 5 is going to be a wonderful day, she told herself as she walk to the Great Hall where Draco sat with Crabbe, Goyle, and Blaise. She smiled as she skipped towards him. "Happy Birthday Draco," she smiled handing him a small package. He slowly unwrapped it. Inside was a piece of parchment with the words 7:30 written on it. "What's this for," he asked. She looked at the boys. "Can I steal Draco from you for the moment," she asked not waiting for an answer. She pulled him outside the Great Hall. She looked around to make sure they were alone. "That is what time you are to meet me at the Room of Requirement," she smiled. "Alone."

"Alone," he asked.

"Yes, I have a very special gift for you," she smiled. She kissed him and hurried off in the opposite direction. The day passed slowly for Draco. He watched as the clock seemed to freeze. He watched as everyone left for the Great Hall. He instead headed for the Room of Requirement. Slowly he opened the door to see Mortifera there in a beautiful green formal gown. In the center of the room was a table full of his favorite foods. There was a blanket laid on the floor in front of the fireplace. "This is amazing," Draco said in disbelief. "Happy Birthday, my love," she said with a smile as she walked towards him. "This is my special present," he asked. "Nope," she smiled taking his hand. "Then what is," he asked. "Me," she smiled taking his hand and leading him to the blankets. His hands slowly moved over her body. Slowly he slid off her dress taking in every inch of her soft pale skin. His lips moved from hers to her neck. Suddenly he stopped and looked at her. "Are you sure," he asked. She smiled. "As sure as I am that I love you, Draco Malfoy."

Her fingers ran through his blond hair. She moved slowly to his shirt. Her fingers seem to dance as she unbuttoned it. She gazed in amazement at his perfect body. "You're beautiful," she said as she ran her fingers down his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him on top of her. Their tongues embraced and entwined as he slowly removed the rest of his clothes. Slowly he entered her. She let out a gasp of pleasure. She stared into his eyes as he thrust to the rhythm of her heart beat. His lips moved down her neck to her breast. She moaned in pleasure. He thrust harder, faster, and deeper. In the moment of climax her body relaxed and embraced his. They laid there wrapped in the blanket. Their naked bodies embracing one another. "You are perfect in every way," he said as he brushed her hair from her face. "Draco," she began. No longer could she hold the truth from him. "I will not let you die."

"Don't think like that," he said still smiling. She looked deep into his eyes as her eyes started to feel with tears. "Know that I love you Draco. And always remember me like this," she asked. Draco looked as if he had just been hit by a train. He understood her at once. She would sacrifice herself to save him. "No," he declared looking at her. "I have to," she began. "It's the only way."

"I won't watch you die for me," he said grabbing his clothes and hastily putting them on. "And neither will Harry," he said. It was the first time she heard him speak of Harry Potter as a friend. If all she would accomplish with her death was the two of them becoming friends and being able to live out their lives she would have died for a reason. "Draco," she began, but he was already gone. Draco walked heatedly down the corridors. He fumbled in his pocket to find the D.A. coin. He waited outside the Gryffindor tower for Harry to appear. Harry walked out of the tower to see Draco covered in sweat. "Draco," Harry asked. "You have to talk to her," Draco said. He wasn't making any sense. "Draco calm down," Harry said trying to reassure him. "You don't understand. She's going to sacrifice herself for us," Draco said looking into Harry's eyes. For the first time, he noticed that they were the same eyes he stared into when he looked at Mortifera. "What are you talking about," Harry asked. "She won't let us die. She'll sacrifice herself before she'll let him murder us," Draco said. In an instant, Harry had the same dumbfounded look on his face as Draco had only moments before. "We won't let her," Harry said. "Where is she," Harry asked. "I left her in the Room of Requirement," Draco said.

"Let's go the others will meet us there," Harry said dragging Draco beside him.

Mortifera walked slowly into the Slytherin Common Room. She had known how Draco would react. She couldn't bear to lose him. Hours had pasted since he stormed out of the Room of Requirement. She had spent those hours walking the grounds for her last time. Taking in the scenery and remembering it this way in her head. She walked towards the fireplace where she had spent so many wonderful night wrapped in Draco's arms. A letter with her name on it caught her eye. It sat next to her favorite mead. She reached for the letter. Slowly she opened it.

Fera,

I'm so sorry for storming out. I love you too much for you to realize. Meet me in the Room of Requirement so we can talk.

Draco

She smiled and poured her a small amount of mead. She drunk it quickly then headed in the direction of the Room of Requirement.

Harry and Draco stood at the Room of Requirement as Hermione, Ginny, Ron, Luna and Neville arrived. They slowly entered the room to find it empty. Suddenly the room went dark. When light returned they were surrounded by Crabbe and several other Slytherins. Their wands were pointed at them. "Crabbe, what do you think you're doing," Draco asked as he started to reach for his wand. "Don't think about it Malfoy," Crabbe smiled as Pansy appeared from behind him. She ran her fingers down his chest. "Good work, Vinny," Pansy smiled. "Vinny," Draco asked. "It seems your little menace of a girlfriend had at least one thing right. I moved on from you."

"To Crabbe," Hermione asked. "No one asked your opinion, mudblood," Pansy said with a smile. "What do you want Pansy," Draco asked. "We are after glory," Pansy smiled. "Glory from who," Draco asked with a scoff. Pansy lifts her left sleeve to show the Dark Mark. "And I suppose you are going to kill us," Draco asked. "No, you're our bait," Pansy smiled as she walked outside. Mortifera approached. "You don't look so good, Mortifera," Pansy said with a smirk. "What are you doing here," Mortifera asked. "Draco asked me to meet him. Said you two had a big fight and that he need to talk," she smiled. Mortifera's vision started to blur. "Well," Pansy continued. "He needed a little more then to just talk if you know what I mean."

"You're lying," Mortifera shouted. "Tsk, Tsk, Tsk," Pansy smiled. "What's wrong, your majesty. Couldn't hold on to your King," she said inviting Mortifera to come closer.