Disclaimer: I don't own any Harry Potter places, characters, or things. I own Brie, the plot, and lots of stuffed animals. (:

! Draco's POV !

'Finally' I thought with a satisfied smile as I watched Brie snuggle deeper into her pillows. We had just returned from the bathroom this morning and instead of spending Saturday out and about like normal students, we were just having a nice long lie in. 'And after what we did after we got back to my room, I'm not surprised were both wiped out.'

On a more serious note, we had to talk this thing through the moment Brie woke up. Just as the thought graced my mind, said sleepy blonde child awoke and squinted in the sunlight. "Hi there." She said with an arm dramatically thrown over her face in order to keep her from the sun. I chuckled for the first time in a loooong time. "Hi there."

She sat up and glared at the sun in contempt. "I'm buying you some fucking black curtains this Christmas." She mumbled. "Brie? We have to talk." She sighed. "You know I'm coming with you." She said to the sun. I stared at her bare back. "I knew you were going to say that. And I also know there's no point in arguing with you. So, when Snape and I run away, you come with us and we convince the dark lord that you want to be a death eater. With your potion and charm skills, you could be a big help to the force."

Neither of us spoke for a long while. Then she simply nodded. "Ok." I let out a harsh laugh. "What?" she pouted. "You're about to embark unto extreme dark forces with your git of a boyfriend, possibly getting killed, and definitely never come back to Hogwarts, and all you say is 'ok'?" she smiled. "Well, I figure there ought to be something regular about this entire situation, don't you? And okay is a regular word."

"What, pray tell, is an irregular word?" "Ponytail. Why in the hell would you refer to a common hairstyle as something that rests on a horse's ass? Ponytail…I mean really?" I laughed. "Oh, Brie…can I ask you a question?" "Now see? I don't understand that either! You ask a question about asking a question! That makes no sense! "Neither do you. Marry me."

! Brie's POV !

'WHAT?'

My face must have revealed every thought in my head, because Draco quickly started talking again. "Don't look at me that way! I wasn't planning on marrying you for a very long time, but in light of our situation…look, there's a Hogsmeade trip this evening and I figured you could get a dress and all that and... that was stupid. Forget I said anything."

"No, I just didn't think about it that way. I will. I'll marry you Draco.

A/N: Ok I know I promised 17 chapters, but now I'm starting to think certain stuff should be combined…So, if I end up having less than 17 chapters, I'm super sorry. ):

! Brie's POV !

'I can't believe that it's already May'

Draco and I had been talking, and tonight would be the night. We had fixed the Vanishing cabinet weeks ago, and now it was time to continue with Draco's mission. I had been spying intently, and I knew that Potter and Professor Dumbledore were leaving Hogwarts tonight via apparition from the Astronomy tower and returning to the Astronomy tower sometime later.

Draco and I currently lie in his bed, exhausted from the stress and worry this year had delivered unto us. I knew I was sick of it all and eagerly anticipated the events of tonight, no matter how grim they were. It was time that the world rolls off our already broken shoulders.

I had already packed a small satchel will a few of our most wonderful possessions. Draco had his Slytherin class ring, his grandfather Abraxus's lucky coin, and a few photographs of his loved ones. I had my scrapbook, my slytherin tie, a small teddy bear no taller than 2 inches colored blue, yellow, and purple. I had found it on the ground on a walk with my dad once. We washed him and named him Tiny Tim, for he had been nearly embedded in snow near Christmas when we found him.

At close to the hour of 1 AM, Draco and I ventured up to the Astronomy tower quickly and quietly with the satchel, which also contained our wedding clothes. We burst into the room to see that no one was there. 'They still haven't come back? Maybe they died for us…'

So my fiancée and I waited in a shadowed out corner of the circular room to wait for the two of our obsession. It was a terrible thing that had been bestowed on us, and we were both so tired. I really hated that this had to be done, but the stress and the fear and the drowsiness had creeped into us slowly and in minuscule dosage; It had grown into beasts and then into one great ferocious beast inside the two of us that had pushed us with sharp tipped horns to the point of killing another.

The wait was by far the worst of our trauma. Our nerves and adrenaline had spiked too far, and the guilt and regret had built with its strong ally: time. It felt like it had been centuries when they finally appeared with a succulent pop into the tower. Professor Dumbledore sent Harry to go find our beloved potions master when Draco decided it was time to step out.

There was much talking between my love and the old man, and I could see that Draco was losing his nerve. " Come over to the light side, Draco, and we can hide you more completely than you can possibly imagine. What is more, I can send members of the Order to your mother tonight to hide her likewise. Nobody would be surprised that you had died in your attempt to kill me – forgive me, but Lord Voldemort probably expects it. Nor would the Death Eaters be surprised that we had captured and killed your mother, or Miss Stoker, in the corner over there, it is what they do themselves, after all. " said the elderly male, with a small twinkle in otherwise desolate eyes.

I stepped out and stood next to Draco as Dumbledore continued. "Your father is safe at the moment in Azkaban…when the time comes, we can protect him too. Come over to the right side, Draco…you are not a killer…" We were both flabbergasted, and I know I saw Draco's wand arm slip by a fraction of a inch...and then 'the help' arrived.

None of the people in that room scared me as much as Fenrir Greyback. He has pointed teeth, and blood covered his jaws. He licked at it grotesquely. Dumbledore spoke to him: "Am I to take it that you are attacking even without the full moon now? This is most unusual… You have developed a taste for human flesh that cannot be satisfied once a month?"

"That's right, shocks you that, does it, Dumbledore? Frightens you?" "Well, I cannot pretend it does not disgust me a little, and, yes, I am a little shocked that Draco here invited you, of all people, into the school were his friends live…"

Draco was frozen, and stuttering. All of a sudden, Fenrir grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me up against his chest. "And where his little girlfriend lives too…" said the werewolf, flashing his teeth near my neck. "Get you're disgusting, cannibalistic hands away from me you mentally mutilated son of a BITCH!" and with that, I flung saliva at him with all the force me tongue could push.

The horrid man staggered. 'This is what happens, Brie' I thought wildly. This is what happens when the beast takes over you completely. You become the beast yourself.' The wolf-man scratched a hand across his face to wipe away my spit. "Just do it Malfoy! Before I rip her fucking cunt out!" he seethed.

"No." Said a familiar snarky tone that calmed my accelerated blood flow. Severus Snape ascended into the tower, floating almost like a ghost. "Severus…" uttered Dumbledore. Snape pushed the trembling Draco into my awaiting arms. Snape gazed for a moment at Dumbledore, and there was revulsion and hatred etched in the harsh lines of his face. "Severus…please…" "Avada Kedavra!" With the monster in Severus Snape beheld in his eyes, Albus Percival Wolfric Brian Dumbledore fell from Hogwarts school's astronomy tower. His white hair flowed about him like demented snow, and that was the last I saw of him.

Bellatrix screeched with an emotion I didn't quite have a name for as we ran like hell for the forbidden forest. We ran into the great hall, just so Bella dearest could jump on the Gryffindor table and kick goblets around. She used a wordless spell to blow the glass out of the back windows. The detailed stained glass that I loved to gaze into had been destroyed by the beast, as had the light emitted from the floating candles that always awe-struck even the roughest men.

Our world was in tatters around us, and all Draco and I could do was stand there and wish we were somewhere else.

! Draco's POV !

We ran through the trees of the Forbidden Forest like wild animals on the hunt. I remembered how frightened I was as a child when Potter and I were in detention and forced to walk these woods. They seemed so much less foreboding now, amongst the other aspects of my life.

My aunt was positively skipping over roots and rocks. Fenrir Greyback strutted through as if he knew exactly where he was and what he was doing at all times. Snape just power-walked, his face formed into a blank slate. Brie ran with me, clutching my hand like she would never feel another human touch again. I don't think I'll ever be able to forget the expression that had implanted itself from within on her face when Bellatrix had destroyed the great hall.

It was deeper than just a cafeteria though; it was a place where children laughed and sang, where you were surrounded by food and joy and other little things. I remember the days when all you had to worry about was homework and acne and what that girl on the left thought of you. It's hard to imagine a life so simple now.

We eventually removed ourselves from the forests grip and weaved into Hogsmeade. We then were able to apparate to my home and enter through the giant iron gates to the mansion. No one said a word as we entered the vast building. That's how it was with the residence of the dark lord. You didn't just shut up in his presence, but you could feel his cold demeanor the second you crossed the threshold of his current domain.

We advanced through the halls with our platter of emotions and entered the dining hall of Malfoy Manor. Everyone quietly sat down in the grim atmosphere, as if it were simply another family meal. "Welcome, friends. What were the ultimate results? And who is this child, whose face is new to my own?" Severus spoke: "I was the one to kill Albus Dumbledore. The child is Brie Stoker. The daughter of James Stoker and Ashlyn Melanie."

! Brie's POV !

'What do my parents have to do with anything?'

The residence of my boyfriend was melancholy, like the eyes of a stillborn child. There was no source of light with the exception of the fire which blazed behind The Dark Lord. I felt like I had skipped many years of maturity as I got older and then had them all rush back on me now. The air seemed heavy.

Draco and I sat very close together and strained to keep calm. I had sort of popped up out of nowhere and fancied myself a seat at Voldemort's table. "Well then, welcome to our little group, miss Stoker." He eyed the arm that Draco had subconsciously thrown over my shoulders. "What was your motive to join us, I wonder?" "What's your motive on killing mud-bloods and half-bloods and muggles?" The snake smiled. "Touché my dear."

There was a long ass silence at that long ass table. "Well Severus, take yourself, Draco, and Brie here and go into hiding for a bit. Most likely until the new school year begins in September. Hise in the place we discussed." Snape nodded and briskly stood up. Draco and I followed his example. Draco staggered around the table to embrace his family. Narcissa looked at me, and I ran to her too.

A man behind us cleared his throat. I dislodged myself from Narcissa's embrace to see a tall, well built man with unmistakable platinum blonde hair. I stood up straight and held out a hand. "Mister Malfoy." "Miss Stoker." He accepted me hand with a small smile and squeezed a bit. I squeezed harder.

"That will be enough." The dark lord said blatantly. "Well, goodbye then." I said to the Malfoys. "bye mom, dad. Love you." "We love you to darling." Replied Narcissa with a teary expression. I felt my own tears barricaded against my eyes, begging to cascade down my pale cheeks. 'Now is not the time for wasted tears for your parents, Brie'

After our rushed goodbyes, we instantly apparated to a small cottage flocked by forest in a place I didn't know of. "Welcome to your home for the next few months. If you're curious, we are in a place called Albania. It's a small European country with ties to Rowena Ravenclaw. Our very own Dark Lord came here when his body was lost for the first time. The Adriatic Sea is about a 30 minute walk from here; the town, 10."

With that, Severus Snape apparated away. I gave Draco a questioning look. "He's gone into hiding somewhere else, and will be checking up on us often. That way, if one of us gets caught before he takes over, the message will get to him." I nodded. "Clever. Well, I say we explore, unpack, and take a long ass nap." Draco laughed lightly. "Sounds like a plan."

I entered only to discover that I genuinely liked the little house. There were 3 bathrooms, 4 bedrooms, a kitchen, a tiny dining room with a round table, and a small parlor when you first came in. after choosing a caramel brown room with furniture made of cherry wood, we unpacked our very few belongings. "We'll have to visit the Gringotts branch here tomorrow and do a bit of shopping." I stated. "Good idea."

With that being said, we climbed into our temporary bed. Draco slid very close to me and flung an arm lazily around my waist. "Goodnight/morning Draco." HE smiled into my neck. "Have a good rest Brie. We both need one."

A/N: Well, tht took me absitivley posolutley way too long to publish, but I got it! Read and Review, or i'll be blue. (That was a rhyme (: )