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House: Slytherin
Blood Status: You Choose
A/n: y/o/n = your old last name . This chapter has been improved and re-edited.
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May 2, 1998
Everything is falling. The castle is crumbling and the screams of Hogwarts students run through the halls. You race through the hallways, panicking on the inside. Is this how everything is going to end for you? All you have is your wand. You're all alone. All your friends are scattered throughout the grounds. Some of them may even be dead and you have no family to speak of. Suddenly, a loud ear piercing voice resonates from above. You cover your ears and close your eyes tight, falling against the broken down corridor's walls.
"You have fought valiantly.... but in vain. I do not wish this. Every drop of magical blood spilt is a terrible waste. I, therefore, command my forces to retreat. In their absence, dispose of your dead with dignity. Harry Potter, I now speak directly to you. On this night, you have allowed your friends to die for you, rather than face me yourself. There is no greater dishonour. Join me in the Forbidden Forest, and confront your fate. If you do not do this, I shall kill every last man, woman and child who tries to conceal you from me."
You shake off the remaining jitters from Voldemort's speech. What's going to happen now? What about Potter? All these questions swirl around you. The uncertainty is crippling.
"I have to find Draco...," you whisper to yourself. Draco and you stayed together, despite the war, which was a relief. At one point in sixth year, you thought he was going to break up with you. Thankfully, he didn't and he's been with you by your side ever since.. except for now. You need to find him. You continue forth, looking up and down hallways, trying to find him.
Minutes go by and you begin to lose hope. Did something happen to him? Is he alright? Is he dead? Please. don't be dead, Draco. I can't live without you, you think, internally on the verge of panic. You descend down a staircase and round the corner and find yourself face to face with your boyfriend. He has many cuts and scrapes with the addition of a few bruises. His hair is a bit messed up, which contrasts sharply with its usual neat and combed look. He's still wearing his black suit.
"Y/n!" he croaks, rushing forward to bring you into a tight hug. He grips your waist tightly and you feel his body quiver against yours. "You're alive! When I lost you during the battle... I-I..."
You look up and you can he's on the verge of tears. His eyes say it all.
"Shhh... Shhh..., Draco.... Don't cry, love. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere anytime soon," you reply softly, cupping his cheeks with your hands and kissing him slowly on the lips. The moment seems to last for ages, both of you savouring the moment. You both part reluctantly and he takes your hand and leads you into the Great Hall.
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"HARRY POTTER IS DEAD!"
You're standing opposite Voldemort and his followers. The mass of black behind Voldemort is intimidating.
"Now is the time to declare yourself! Come forward and join us....! Or die...."
You squeeze Draco's hand. You've not left each other's side since you last ran into each other after the first battle and you fought next to the other in battle. Now was the moment of truth.
"Draco! Draco... Oh, please Draco...!" his father pleads from across the way, surrounded by his fellow Death Eaters. Draco looks down at his feet and tightens his grip on your hand.
"Draco..., come...." his mother orders, accompanying her husband's plea. Draco looks up and glances over at his parents. Both of them are worn out from battle and tired. They're eyes look imploringly at him. He shakes his head slowly at them.
"What do you think, y/n?" Draco asks. "Should we go?"
You pause for a moment and look into Draco's eyes. He's really asking you. You shake your head.
"No. I'd rather live in a world where we can be together and happy than a world full of hate and fear," you say. "I know there is a possibility that we'll die by making this decision... but don't you think you'd risk this to live in a happier world where we can truly be happy and have a better future that we can build on together?"
He nods and straightens himself up to face his parents and Voldemort.
"No, Father," he says. "Sorry, Mother. I can't. I can't leave y/n. She's my everything."
His parents stare at him in shock, but Draco just turns away. Neville Longbottom steps forward. The Death Eaters laugh.
"I'd like to say something..." he says solemnly.
"Well, Neville I think we'd all be fascinated by what you have to say..." Voldemort replies.
"It doesn't matter that Harry's gone. People die every day! Friends, family. Yeah, we lost Harry tonight. He's still with us, in here. So's Fred... Remus, Tonks, all of them. They didn't die in vain. But you will! Because you're wrong! Harry's heart did beat for us, for all of us! It's not over!"
With that, Nevvile pulls the sword of Gryffindor out of the sorting hat and points it directly at Voldemort and his followers. Harry jumps out of Hagrid's arms and attacks the snake by Voldemort with a burst of fire, running for cover. The crowd of surviving students cheer and the Death Eaters start disappearing one by one in puffs of black smoke. Voldemort stands there utterly shocked, his army's ranks getting smaller and smaller each second.
You are pulled inside by Draco. The fighting begins again...
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The final battle is over and you and Draco sit in the Great Hall. There are people laughing and talking about their experienced, but there are also people in shock and mourning the deaths of friends and loved ones. Despite all of these occurrences going on around you with all the chatter, you easily tune everything out. The one thing you can focus on at this moment is Draco. You lean against his shoulder and he drapes his arm around you. His parents are nowhere to be seen and must have fled with the rest of Voldemort's army.
"How are you doing, y/n? Do you need anything?" Draco asks, noticing your silence.
"Mmhmm..." you mumble quietly. "I'm just thinking... Enjoying our time..."
"I am, too, y/n," he says.
You sit there for a few minutes more, watching the people pass by, snuggling against Draco's chest and feeling his heartbeat.
"Hey y/n?"
"Yes, Draco?" you ask, half asleep, exhausted from the hours of fighting.
"I'm glad you'll that magic in that mystery room when you were fifteen... Y'know... In the future. I know that's a weird thing to say... but I'm really grateful. You've given me some of the best years of my life. We've done everything together since fifth year. I get to see you almost every day and I can listen to your voice and see your smile. I can really talk to you and have a conversation. We can always find something fun to do together and a moment with you is never boring, dull, or stupid. You make everything better for me with your kindness and your heart. I love you so much, y/n. Thank you..." he says earnestly and kindly. You smile and give him a gentle peck on the cheek.
"I feel the same way, Draco. I wouldn't be the same if I hadn't come back to this time. We wouldn't have gotten together at all..." you say.
"I just so grateful to have met you... That's why..." he says. "Y/n... When we get out of here... Do you want to get married?"
"Draco... I-I" you gasp.
"We don't have to do it right away!" he gasps, afraid he's stepped too far. "I just would like to marry you sometime in the future... You're the only one for me y/n..."
You nod slowly, smiling broadly at him.
"Of course I will, you. How could I say no to you? I love you, Draco... Remember that...."
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September 24th, 2010
You stare at the clock in Malfoy Manor. It's almost time. A new moment of truth... Right about now... You're walking down the halls of Hogwarts as a fifteen-year-old. Will you find the door or will everything be erased? You coming to 1995, you meeting Draco, you dating an fighting together for your lives, reciting your vows to Draco, travelling across the word on your honeymoon, moving in with him at Malfoy Manor, having Scorpius, your son... Will it all be gone? 12:59. Draco comes into the room and wraps his arms around your waist lovingly, watching as four-year-old little Scorpius plays with his toy broomstick, hovering slightly off the ground. Draco knows what's riding on the moment. He senses the tension.
"Whatever happens, y/n... Know that I'll always love you. No matter when or where, I always will love you and care for you. If you wake up and find that you're not by my side when the clock chimes next in just less than a minute, come find me wherever you end up. I'll be here... at Malfoy Manor... Come to me no matter what time you may end up in if your fifteen-year-old self doesn't find the door... Come to me. Even if I end up being fifteen years older than you, I don't care... Just return to me, y/n, and I'll fall in love with you all over again," he whispers in your ear gently. "I promise, y/n."
"Close your eyes with me, Draco," you whisper.
He does. You stand there in quiet for a second, hearing the clock's mechanism go around. The hands tick into place and the clock elicits a loud bong sound. It resonates through the manor and bounces off the walls. You wait a second. No light, no spinning. Just standing. You open your eyes with a bit of hesitation and look around. You're still in Malfoy Manor, facing the grandfather clock. Draco is still holding you by your waist. Everything looks the same. Scorpius is still playing with the broom. You check your left hand. There's still your wedding ring on your finger. You check Draco's. It's still there. Both of them have the matching engraving "amor per tempus". It means "love across time" in Latin. You suddenly realise: nothing is different. Everything is normal. You exhale with relief and you look up to Draco. He's' smiling like an idiot. You pull him in for a gentle kiss.
"The last fifteen year flashed in my mind in that second when the clock chimed," he says once you part. "It was sort of wonderful yet scary at the same time, remembering all the times we've shared."
"I did, too my love," you reply. "I'm so glad I found that freaking door... I don't know if I could envision my life any other way...."
"I'm glad you found it, too. I can't say that enough, y/n."
"Just to think... That y/n who entered the door just seconds ago is going to go through the same things you and I went through..." you say.
"Yeah... It's crazy, isn't it?" he smiles.
"She's going to meet you in that classroom and receive daily visits from you in Professor Snape's office. She'll play Quidditch with you and wear the same Quidditch uniform that's hanging in the closet right now... She'll attend Christmas parties for Slughorn with you on her arm... She'll fight with you in the Battle of Hogwarts, get married and have Scorpius... It's amazing..." you say, remembering all the good time you've had with him.
"It sure is, y/n..." Draco adds, smirking with his usual Malfoy smirk.
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After three days, you pick up the paper and sit down at the dining table for breakfast with a mug of tea in your hand. You open the Prophet and see the headline.
"STUDENT DISAPPEARANCE AT HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY"
"Hey, Draco..." you say, taking a sip of your tea.
"What is it, babe?" he asks.
"Look at this headline in the Daily Prophet..."
He walks around the table and stands behind your chair to listen to you read.
"Is Hogwarts really one of the safest places in the wizarding world other than Gringott's Bank?! A recent tragedy has emerged at the notable school. Our source from the Ministry of Magic tells us that about three days ago a student named y/n y/o/n disappeared in the early afternoon and left no trace. Not even her school books or book bag remained. 'The last I saw her was when her friends had to leave for class when she had a free period. She disappeared down the hall towards the library. I didn't see her again after that... It's such a shame. She was such a nice girl..." Gemma James, one of y/n y/o/n's classmates accounts in an interview. 'We are currently launching a thorough investigation by the Auror department,' Harry Potter, head of the Auror Department stated when we met with him. 'We have plenty reason to believe this is the result of dark magic or a dark wizard's doing. The Auror Department will get to the bottom of this'..." you read, grinning a bit.
"Wow... What's up at Hogwarts?" Draco retorts sarcastically.
"Draco, do you have any idea what could ever have happened at Hogwarts?" you say giggling a bit.
"No, y/n. I have absolutely no clue how a disappearance like that could ever have happened at Hogwarts..."
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