Y/n stared at the empty wall in her bedroom. Four months had passed, and she now had the words "witty" burned into her arm from when she snapped at Bellatrix out of habit. After that day, she stopped using her tools, and rarely came to torture her.
The girl knew Christmas was coming soon, meaning Draco and her would be sleeping under the same roof, him unaware of her presence.
Meanwhile, her resentment for him grew by the day and she resisted the urge to catch a quick glimpse at what he was doing through her mirror, reminding herself that she shouldn't care about what new girl he was leading on.
By now, she had read through Narcissa's books at least one hundred times, and had resorted to keeping up with Harry, Hermione, and Ron's travels.
Their journey so far was rough. She hoped that maybe Harry could save her from this seemingly hopeless situation.
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Today, Y/n was laying in her bed fiddling with the ring on her finger, a constant reminder of Draco. She would dispose of it, but that would only be giving him the power, right?
The girl filled any free time with writing letters to Draco, not with the intention of ever giving them to him, but with the intention of spilling her guts into the pages then crying pathetically.
Not the best way to cope, but at least she was trying.
Narcissa slowly opened the door and watched as the poor girl's eyes met with hers.
"I...I noticed that you read all of your books, so I brought some new ones and a little friend." The mother stammered.
"Thank you." Y/n replied politely as Narcissa handed her five new novels.
"it's alright dear, come in." Narcissa said kindly.
Y/n's eyes grew wide as Luna walked in timidly.
"Luna!" The girl exclaimed pulling her friend into a tight embrace.
"Y/n!" She replied with a soft smile.
Narcissa held back a laugh as she watched the joyous reunion and quietly shut the door.
"I missed you" Y/n cried.
"I missed you too."
"There's so much I need to tell you." Y/n said as she pulled out her mirror.
After Y/n explained her situation, the two girls watched over the golden trio for hours. Both too engaged to speak. Neither were bothered by the silence though, the presence of each other felt familiar, a feeling they hadn't felt in a very long time.
"Have you..." Luna began.
"No. I refuse." Y/n interrupted already knowing where she was headed.
"You don't want to know what he's doing?"
"No. I hate him."
"You don't mean that."
"Yes, I do."
"Well I think he really does love you."
"I don't"
"Y/n you won't know until you try."
The girl sighed and gave in. She didn't expect herself to give in so easily after all those nights of self-discipline, but she did.
Draco's sad face appeared on the mirror. He was playing with his snake ring on the ledge of the astronomy tower.
Y/n and Luna observed the boy's expression as he whispered "You're the worst" as if he were talking to the ring. Y/n knew he wasn't though.
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Christmas came and went. Draco still had no idea of Y/n's capture, he had asked his mum if he could visit her, but Narcissa said it was too dangerous for her, fully aware that Y/n wasn't at home.
After Draco went back to Hogwarts, Luna was allowed to visit Y/n daily. They used the mirror to watch Harry's progress, and look after their parents. Upon Y/n's request, the deatheaters had used the obliviate curse on her parents, so that they'd forget about her completely.
The girl was preparing herself for her death, as she came to accept her horrid fate.
"Luna. When I die, I'm not sure if I want you to undo the curse on my parents. Do you think they'd be too sad?"
"Y/n you're not going to die. Harry will save us." Luna always said when Y/n talked about her death.
"But hypothetically, do you think it would be better?"
"No. The death of a child is a terrible thing but stripping your parents of their precious memories is even worse." The girl replied.
"When I die, please undo the curse for me. Please let my parents lay me to rest." Y/n pleaded.
"Y/n have hope." Luna answered taking her friend's hand in her own.
The girl only nodded.
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Four more months had passed and the war was coming soon.
Draco had been up every night, worrying about Y/n. It was unlike her to leave without a trace.
News of the Godwins moving to Canada eventually reached him, he didn't believe a word of it.
It was too sudden and there was too little information.
He was sitting in the Hogwarts express after receiving a letter from his mother telling him he needed to come home on account of deatheater meetings.
Voldemort was holding these meetings more frequently now that the war was approaching.
"Draco!" His aunt exclaimed when he arrived at the door of Malfoy Manor.
Draco just nodded and entered.
"Do you like your girlfriend's new mark? I did it just for you!" Bellatrix snickered.
"What do you mean auntie Bella?"
"Oh you don't know do you?"
"Well then I must reunite these star crossed lovers!" She exclaimed pulling Draco to a room and undoing some sort of silencing spell.
"You mean Y/n's in here?" Draco asked while raising his eyebrows.
"Yes my dear nephew! Per the Dark Lord's request of course. If you're lucky enough he might let you watch her execution. She unfortunately has requested a short and painless death, so not much of a show."
Draco's body started to tremble and his breathing quickened. That sounded exactly like Y/n's wise thinking.
Bellatrix skipped off, leaving the nervous boy outside the large black door.
He knocked hastily. No response.
"Y/n?" Draco whispered.
Y/n's ears perked at the sound of his voice, but she didn't respond, she only walked closer and quietly leaned her ear against the door.
"Y/n it's me." He said softly.
"Can I come in?"
Y/n still didn't respond, maybe she didn't know what to say, or maybe she just couldn't bring herself to speak out loud.
"Please?"
"No." She finally said.
Draco's heart stopped upon hearing her tiny voice and he was determined to hold her.
"Y/n I'm coming in." Draco said as he pushed open the door.
"Just go" y/n yelled and slammed her body against the door to keep him out.
"I'm not leaving until I see you" he replied calmly.
"Well then you're never going to leave." She huffed.
"You're being stubborn."
"Just go."
"No"
"Your refusal is not making me forgive you."
"I don't care! I don't care, okay? I just need to see your face again. I need you."
"I hate you."
"Please Y/n let me explain"
"I don't want to hear it."
"I didn't mean to hurt you."
"But you did."
"You did Draco, and now I'm going to die. I'm going to die and I haven't even tried Italian gelato yet..."
"...I'm going to die" Y/n whispered, not to Draco, but to herself.
Everything was becoming too real. The girl slid down the door and began to cry.
Draco listened to the girls quiet sobs and his heart broke. He had done this.
Draco slowly opened the door, making sure he didn't hit her and scooped the girl into his arms.
"It's okay. Everything's going to be okay" Draco repeated the same words Y/n had told him the day he broke down in the Prefect's bathroom.
"He's not going to hurt you. I won't let him hurt you." He whispered.