HARRY'S POV
Here I am, submerged in a body of water and having visions of the Dark Lord like crazy. By the time I got out, Ron and Hermione were out as well.
We had just hopped off the back of a dragon, having escaped Gringotts with a new Horcrux to destroy.
"He knows." I warned my friends as we changed into some dry clothes, "He knows about Gringotts, he knows about the Horcruxes. He knows that Y/N is.. Wait.."
I checked my surroundings with wide eyes.
"Slow down, Harry. How do you know?" Hermione slightly panicked at my words.
"Y/N.."
"What?" Hermione grabbed my arm.
"Y/N. Where is she?" I repeated with a hint of anger in my voice.
"She's.." Hermione turned to Ron for a slit second before turning to me again, "Well, you told her to stay with Dobby."
"Why would I do that?" I asked, more so questioning myself.
"Because you're an idiot." Ron shrugged. We glared at him, "I mean to keep her safe."
I sat my hand out in front of them, "We have to go back."
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"Mrs. Potter!?" I heard a familiar voice shout into the distance.
My eyebrows lifted in worry, "Dobby!" I ran towards him, "Shh! Shh! You can't go yelling my last name out!" I whisper shouted at him.
"Dobby apologizes, sir." Dobby replied, making Ron and Hermione glance at each other.
The tears in his eyes were not a good sign.
"Where's Y/N?" I intrrogated.
Dobby burst into sobs.
"No no no- Dobby! Where.. is.. Y/N?" I shook him unintentionally, praying that she's okay and just lurking around somewhere.
"Dobby only turned around for two seconds to give Harry Potter his wand, sir-"
"It's been that long?!" I shouted, making the elf sob even more, "I'm sorry Dobby, stop crying. Please, stop crying. I didn't mean to shout."
"Do you have any idea of where she could be?" Ron questioned with hope.
"No, I.." I then realized as stood up to my feet.
I sighed, almost angrily because I knew where I'd find her.
'It can't be Malfoy. I mean.. he's at school, right?' I thought to myself.
I balled my fists, "I'm going to fucking kill that son of a bitch."
I apparated away.. to the Malfoy Manor.
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THIRD PERSON
"I'm back with your.." Draco walked in his room, expecting Y/N to be on his bed.
He walked a bit closer, seeing her shirt was there but she wasn't. He stood for a few seconds, his breathing becoming more intense.
"FUCK!" He frustratedly shouted and threw the plate he brought for her across the room.
He prepared to go search for her, "Are you alright, Draco?" Y/N walked in the room, wearing his shirt and making him turn around with a softened expression, "I had to use the restr-"
Draco and Y/N ducked down slightly after a crashing sound and a shake from the building. Draco's eyes widened after he actually realized how much danger he put her in.
Screams were heard only a couple of seconds after, a mix of male and female before someone's words were clear.
"She's upstairs!" The woman screeched in fear.
Bellatrix.
To Y/N's advantage, the curse had wore off by the time Draco stopped kissing her hours ago. She went along with what he wanted in order to stay safe.
But now look what happens.
"Hide!" Draco whisper shouted to her.
She had no choice but to apparate away, knowing the Voldemort was looking forward to killing her.
Draco sighed, wanting to go with her, but wanting to cover for her even more.
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"Shit," Y/N panted out and slapped her hand against her chest, where her heart was located, "That was close."
She stood up straight and looked around at the vacant environment. Well, almost vacant.
"I'm going fucking kill that son of a bitch." She overheard one of her favorite voices speak before a loud whooshing sound.
"Harry?" She jogged over to where the voice came from.
Hermione and Ron turned around, facing the way Dobby was, "Mrs. Potter!"
"Y/N!" Ron and Hermione gave her a warming group hug.
"Hi!" She hugged them back with a smile. When they let go, her smile faded, "Where's Harry?"
"He just left to go find you!" Ron shoved her a bit.
"He didn't say where he was going though. Only that he'd kill someone once he arrived." Hermione explained with downturned brows.
"No.." Y/N started to realize.
"What?" Ron questioned in a state of concern.
"He's on his way to the Manor," Y/N explained, "You-Know-Who is there. That's the main reason I came back."
"What!?" Ron and Hermione shouted in unison.
"We've got to save Harry Potter-"
"No," Y/N firmly interrupted Dobby, "Take them back to the cottage. I'll be back."
"Are you mad?! We're joining you." Hermione stepped forward.
"Since when did you become that overconfident boyfriend of yours-"
"I'm serious guys." Y/N stated.
"We don't care-"
"Follow me and I won't hesitate to hurt you." Y/N replied, making them go quiet and glance at each other.
"Well, what are you waiting for Dobby? You heard the girl." Ron quickly grabbed the elf's hand.
They all left at the same time, most ending up safe, the other ending up the complete opposite.
Her friends expected the worst, hoping for the best as they showed up in the living room of the safe house.
But it only took a couple minutes for Y/N and Harry to pop up at the cottage, surprising Ron, Hermione, and Dobby.
Ron quickly stood from his seat, "That was quick." He furrowed his brows.
Harry looked over at Y/N, quite upset that rescued him before he got to do anything.
"We start again tomorrow night." He looked away and towards Ron, "Come on, Ron," Harry motioned towards the front door, "I want to talk to you about something."
Ron glanced at Y/N before joining Harry outside, praying that whatever they'd be talking about wasn't anything bad.
Y/N sat down by Hermione, sighing as they made their exit, "What's that about?" Hermione questioned.
"I think Malfoy may have told him something before I got there." Y/N leaned back, sliding down the sofa.
"Malfoy? You don't mean-"
"Yes, I mean." Y/N nodded.
"But, he should be in school. Why would his parents let him stay home?" Hermione interrogated.
"Why wouldn't they?" Y/N rolled her eyes as she scanned over the way Y/N was sitting.
"Don't sit like that." Hermione slapped Y/N's arm, making her start sit back up straight, "You're a lady."
"Hermione, I'm eighteen. Lady is a term for the elderly-" Hermione hit her again, "Okay fine, fine!" Y/N fixed her posture, then crossed her legs.
She didn't like it very much.
"This feels uncomfortable-"
"It looks unnatural- loosen up a bit." Hermione instructed.
Y/N returned to her original sitting position, "That's too much of an effort."
HARRY'S POV
"What's wrong, mate?" Ron asked me as I gazed off into the horizon, not prepared to speak of what happened in the ten minutes or so that I was gone.
"When I was there," I started, "Her shirt was on the bedspread. Malfoy handed it to me and said "Tell her stay safe"."
"We all know he's in love with her-"
"But Ron, she obliviated him a long time ago." I informed, "I watched it happen. Or.. I thought it happened."
"What are you saying?" Ron furrowed his brows at me.
"I'm saying, I don't think she erased his memory at all. For some reason, she wanted him to remember her." I told him with a low tone.
"Or maybe he just found a way to remember?" Ron suggested, making me doubt myself.
"No, that's nearly impossible." I shook my head, "Ron, I'm starting to think.." I hesitated, "I'm starting to think she's been lying to me."
"About what?" Ron asked.
I turned to him, "About what's been happening with Malfoy."
FIRST PERSON
"-He admitted that he's killed more people." I explained to Hermione, receiving a look of sudden shock from her.
"Like who?" She questioned me, leaning closer as if she were intrigued.
"He never mentioned." I sighed dramatically.
"This is bad, Y/N. If he's killing people who have only flirted or fancied you in the slightest," She looked at me, "who knows what he's saving for Harry."
HARRY'S POV
"-I know what he's got planned." I spoke to Ron, "The only reason he hasn't killed me is because he's afraid of the consequences of what his lord will do."
"Y/N wouldn't dare let anything happen to you. And neither would I, or Hermione." Ron responded with assurance.
I leaned against the door, "Are you sure?"
FIRST PERSON
"Positive." I replied to Hermione, "I'd never let anyone hurt Harry. I was more than happy to obliviate Malfoy."
"I just hate that it didn't last for long." Hermione complained.
"Same here." I turned away, "At least now he'll remember what he did to me before Harry does something bad to him."
HARRY'S POV
"What did she say he did to her?" Ron quizzed before crossing his arms.
"A lot," I answered, "Nothing I'd do to someone I care about."
"And so you don't believe her?" Ron glanced over at me.
"Of course I do. I mean.. I did.. Y/N has no reason to lie to me- we tell each other everything, it's just-" I closed my eyes and exhaled before tilting my head back to lay against the door, "I don't know what to believe anymore."
FIRST PERSON
"-Believe me. I have no reason to lie." I pat my hand against Hermione's thigh for emphasis, "Why would I let him kiss me?"
"I see your point." Hermione chuckled.
"Thinking about it gives me the jeepers creepers." I shivered in disbelief.
"How come you remember, then?" Hermione raised a brow.
"It's sort of fuzzy but, I know I was going in and out of the spell like.." I halted my sentence, "Like he didn't have full control."
"It's because he wants it to be real. No matter how much he curses you, it'll never actually be the love you share with Harry." Hermione advised, grinning at me.
"I'm starting to think Harry's keeping something from me- like he knows something." I fiddled with my bracelet.
"Why is that?" Hermione probed.
"When I went to find him, he wouldn't speak to me." I crossed my arms, "Almost like he was-"
HARRY'S POV
"-upset with her?" Ron guessed.
"More so confused on what she's not telling me." I stated, "It's not like she'd just cheat on me. That's out of the ordinary."
"Well.." Ron mumbled.
"Well?" I twisted my brows at him.
"Well, it's not impossible." He shrugged.
"What d'you mean?" I unfolded my arms, wanting to know more.
"Sometimes girls get bored after being with someone for so long. Especially someone who's not in their league," He insulted me a bit, "No offense."
"Some taken." I peered down at my feet.
"I'm just saying," Ron stepped away from the door, "Maybe she needs a break."
FIRST PERSON
"A break?" I lowered my brows at Hermione.
"I mean, you two have been dating for a while and, right now, it seems like a rollercoaster." Hermione shrugged.
"But," I fixed my posture, "I like rollercoasters."
"Look, Y/N, all I'm saying is," She laid her hand on my shoulder, "Give each other some space."
Ron and Harry walked back in and headed upstairs. I knew they came in but I sort of ignored it and continued talking.
"But, I love him." I admitted, "We have so much in common- I'm starting to really believe that I belong with him.
HARRY'S POV
"What?" I whispered, stopping at the top of the stairs, directly behind Ron, "You don't think she's talking about Malfoy.. do you?"
Ron lifted his shoulders to reply, dropping them not long after.
My heart shattered as Hermione continued their conversation, "I mean, clearly he's crazy about you as well."
"Oh, yeah. He's proved that one." Y/N scoffed.
"Maybe I was wrong," Hermione went on, "You two have been through so much- you belong together."
"As much as I hate admitting it." Y/N chuckled softly.
"In that case," We overheard footsteps and ran into the room we'd be sharing. I heard a couple more words before shutting the door, "It's time you tell Harry."
'Is she..' I closed the door behind me, 'Breaking up with me?'
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