"Eager, are we?" Aurora teased Draco, poking his side.
"Can we continue? I promise we won't get caught," said Draco, pulling her onto the seat with him.
"No way! It's risky and I didn't come here for that. I need to talk to you," said Aurora.
Draco looked at her, defeated, but listened to what she had to say.
"Now, I've been thinking. The next few months are going to be weird. Not from my end but from yours. I know you're smarter than to follow in your parents' footsteps but, I don't know. I just came here to tell you to be safe and think about what you're doing before you do it. Doesn't matter what it is."
He tilted his head. "What exactly is it that you expect to happen?"
"I don't expect anything, it just seems likely, I guess. I just wouldn't be surprised, you know, but I expect you to rise above the challenge."
"What challenge? What are you on about?"
Aurora sighed. "Don't... become a Death Eater."
Draco stood up with a borderline furious expression. "You think I'm going to become one of them? How could you say that?"
Aurora stood up to level with him. "No, but just in case—"
"Just in case what? Have I not spent all this bloody time telling you how I do not want to associate myself with them?"
"I—"
"No! I won't become a fucking Death Eater, Aurora. And I'm offended that you think I would ever stoop so low."
Draco continued. "You know what? You cannot tell me what to do either. You're not my girlfriend."
"Excuse me? What, so I'm not allowed to care? As your best friend?" said Aurora.
Draco pushed her against the door, holding her against it by her waist.
"Stop acting like you care and you're all generous and whatever. Every time I say I want you; you act like you do too and all of a sudden you leave me," Draco released the grip around her waist, "You leave me for Harry Potter."
"Oh? So, you're jealous of Harry, are you?" asked Aurora, her eyes widened.
Draco's jaw clenched, and he swallowed down a lump in his throat. Aurora caressed his cheek, and he flinched.
"Just go," said Draco, closing his eyes. They were still standing so close to each other that they could feel the heat radiating from one another, so closing his eyes didn't do much but let Draco look at darkness than the face of another person who he didn't mean to hurt.
Aurora waited a few minutes before she opened the door and slid out of his reach.
An hour passed before Harry knocked on Draco's compartment door and was surprised to see the boy crying. He quickly wiped his tears before looking up and wasn't exactly pleased to see Harry standing there.
Draco slid the door open. "What do you want?"
"Is Aurora here?" asked Harry.
Draco looked around the compartment, acting dumbfounded. "Can you see her?"
"No, I just—she said she was coming here over an hour ago, she never came back. I just thought..."
"Well, you thought wrong. She left a while ago. Don't know where she went."
Draco and Harry stood in front of one another momentarily, in silence, before Draco went and sat back down without closing the door behind him. The other boy stayed standing and watched every move the boy in the black suit made.
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Invisible String
Fanfiction"Wouldn't it be great if after everything, we had a happy ending? What could possibly occur next, for us to have such a privilege?" It seemed as if it was a who, rather than a what. A fix-it fic about a rather mysterious and heartwarming individual...
