Chapter 41: It Can't Be True!
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It's now bedtime. Everyone is off to their dormitories.
I entered Draco and I's shared bedroom.
Draco isn't here when I entered.
I went to my desk to write to mom and dad.
I really miss them. It's been too long since I last saw them.
I grabbed a parchment, quill, and I think I purposely grabbed Draco's ink.
As soon as I was able to write, someone entered the room.
I looked up.
It's Draco.
He glanced at me then quickly looked away.
"Would you mind if I sleep here tonight?" Draco asked, still not looking at me. "The couch is too small."
"It's fine. Go ahead." I said without looking at him too.
Minutes later, I finally finished writing!
"Finally!" I exclaimed then went to my owl.
"What?" Draco asked.
"None of your business." I said then placed the letter in the owl's claw.
"I'm just asking a question," he said.
"A letter to my parents." I answered.
The owl flew away.
I removed my robe then sat on the chair next to the desk.
He looked at me. "Y/N, I'm sorry for being a huge jerk to you these past few days."
I didn't reply, so he continued talking.
"I thought that maybe if I'll be rude and mean to you, my feelings for you will go away," then he looked down. "But that's not it, it's getting stronger."
"I forgive you," I said. "I'll always will."
"That's the problem, Y/N. You're too kind. You shouldn't forgive me. I'm a terrible person. I don't deserve you." He said.
"Would you rather be with Parkinson then?" I asked.
"I'd rather die."
I went to him then hugged him. "You aren't a bad person, Draco. You're just misunderstood. I know you. We've been best friends since we're five."
"I never got to ask, why are you Potter's treasure?" He asked.
I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe it's because he's my date at the Yule Ball." I wondered.
Then I remembered something.
"Scorpius." I blurted out.
Draco looked at me like I just called his name. "What?"
"Scorpius. Does that name ring a bell?"
"What are you trying to say?" He asked.
"While I was sleeping underwater, I dreamt of a little boy. He looks a lot like you. Blonde hair, blue eyes, but he has my smile." I said.
He looked down. "I've always wanted that name. It would be cool. Scorpius Malfoy."
I chuckled. "Draco Malfoy is better."
Then Draco's family owl knocked on the window.
"Oh, What is it, Willow?" Draco walked
towards the window then opened it.
Willow released the letter to Draco's palm then flew away.
I closed the window. "Were you expecting a letter, Draco?" I asked.
He examined the letter. "Hmm... surprisingly no." He opened the letter then began to read.
I leaned on his shoulder to get a closer look.
"What did Lucius and Narcissa said?" I asked.
Draco's eyes widened then started to murmur.
"Draco? Are you alright?" I asked.
He looked at me with pain in his eyes. "Y/N..."
"What? What is it?" I asked.
"Y/N...your parents..." he trailed off.
"Let me see the letter." I said coldly.
"Don't use that tone on me, Y/N." He said.
"I'm worried, Draco. Please tell me." I urged.
He let out a shaky breath. "You're parents... they're gone." He said.
My eyes widened. "W-what?! What do you mean 'gone'?" I asked.
"The Deatheaters. They attacked your parents. They're the reason they're dead." He said.
My heart started beating faster, my breathing getting uneven.
I'm having a panic attack.
"Y/N," Draco hugged me. "Just let it out."
I sobbed on his shoulder. "It can't be true! It can't be!" I cried.
"Y/N... calm down. You're having a panic attack." He then rubbed my back.
I let go of him then rushed out of the room.
"Y/N!" I heard Draco called.
I went to the Gryffindor common room door.
"Password- oh my dear, are you alright?" The woman asked.
"No," I said. "The password is..."
then I remembered the password that is on a piece of parchment's in my robe pocket.
"You know what, never mind. Can you let me in, please? I need to see my friends." I said.
"Sorry, but no can do. Password."
I groaned. "This is so frustrating!"
Just then, someone went out of the Gryffindor room.
"Oh. Hello, Y/N!" George said.
"Hello, George." I said.
"It's actually Fred, but it's fine."
"I'm sorry, Fred. I'm not feeling good. Can I enter the Gryffindor room? I need to see Hermione." I said.
"Uh- sure thing. The password is-" Fred leaned down then whispered the password.
"Thanks Fred, bye." I said then entered the room.
I saw Hermione reading a book by the fire place.
She looked up. "Y/N? Are you crying?"
I ran to her then hugged her tight.
She was taken a back. "What's the matter, dear?"
Tears fell down. "My parents..."
"I know. It's all over the Daily Prophet."
She handed me the newspaper then I read it.
I'm now an orphan. I no longer have a family.
If I find you, Voldemort, I'm going to end you.