Hey loyal readers (and new comers if you have just found my story), I'm so sorry for the delay. Life's been pretty hectic and all my writing has fallen by the the wayside. However, tonight I thought, "I'm going to write" so here I am, fulfilling my duty as a fanfiction writer! Ok, I've actually cut out a lot of this act because 1) it wouldn't have really added to the plot line in any way and 2) it sounded better this way! Also, I'm not sure but Snape may be a little OOC. However, I had to make him more like a father to Draco and less of a teacher. It was the only way it would work! Anyway, enough with the excuses. I'll just let the story talk. Hope you enjoy! Limea Delta
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"Where is he? Merlin's beard, his tardiness will get him into trouble on of these days," Snape muttered, striding towards the Slytherin dormitories. Seeing one of Draco's classmates up ahead, he called, "Have you seen Draco this morning?"
"No sir, no-one has. He wasn't at breakfast…"
"Thank you. Now, hurry along to class."
"Yes sir."
Snape entered the dorms and walked up the spiral staircase, taking the stairs two at a time, before he came to a wooden door, deep set into the stone wall. "Draco?" Snape called while knocking, "Draco, get up! The guests are arriving, everything is ready… Draco, are you even up?"
No answer.
"Draco!" he cried.
Still nothing.
Snape whispered a spell, coaxing the lock on the door to yield. It took a while because of the high security spells already in place. "Why did Lucius insist that Draco had to have his own dorm, complete with some of the most powerful protection spells? Isn't Hogwarts enough?" he muttered.
After a few more minutes, the lock clicked and the door opened. "Draco?" Lucius called, stepping into the room. Everything was where it should be. The magical window showed sunny Hogwarts lawns, nothing in the room was out of place. However, the curtains around the bed were still drawn. "Draco Malfoy!" he cried, pulling them apart, "How could you…" but his words were silenced by the sight before him.
Draco lay, as white as the sheets covering him. His hair lay splayed across the pillow case, glowing golden in the sun. His eyes were closed, his mouth slightly open with a small smile playing upon his lips. He looked like young boy, enjoying a lovely dream. But Severus Snape knew there was something wrong. He reached over, touched his hand and then recoiled with a cry. It was as cold as someone who had been dead for many hours.
"Draco…" he whispered, but he knew it was too late. Nothing, no spell, no enchantment, no elixir of life could bring him back.
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