Forbidden Love (Draco Malfoy)

I tensed up. He leaned in closer, and started kissing me. I felt the sparks rise at his very little touch. There's no other explanation, I'm in love with Draco Malfoy.

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25. Chapter 25

THE DREAM

 

Wormtail tied me and Harry to a gravestone. The name on the gravestone said Tom Riddle.

That's impossible. This CANNOT be Voldemort's grave. There was a cauldron at mine and Harry's feet.

Wormtail was putting in multiple things.

"Last ingredient, blood from the threats." Wormtail pulled out a blade. What is he going to do?

He went up to Harry, and cut his cheek with the blade. I was in shock. Wormtail flicked Harry's blood into the cauldron, then he wiped the blade off and walked over to me.

He pulled up my right arms' shirt sleeve, then cut all the way down my arm. I screamed in pain. . . 

 

END OF DREAM

 

 

Someone was shaking me awake. I opened my eyes and saw a worried Harry standing over me.

He helped me sit up. I realized that I fell asleep in the common room.

That dream was creepier than the first one. I felt pain in my right arm. Quickly, I pulled up my right arms' shirt sleeve. There it was. A huge cut down my arm, just like in the dream.

Harry looked shocked and surprised when he saw the cut on my arm.

"Where did you get that?" He asked me.

"I had a dream, and it was like, right after the last one ended. Wormtail tied me and you to Tom Riddle's grave. Then, he set up a HUGE cauldron, and started putting ingredients in. Then, he said, 'Last ingredient, blood from the threats.' He made a cut on your cheek, and then the one down my arm."

Harry didn't say anything. Neither did I. What does this mean? My scar burning in and after a dream. Then, an ACTUAL cut on my arm. Am I seeing the future?

I stood up.

"Harry, the only people you are to tell are Ron and Hermione."

"Don't tell Malfoy."

"I can if I want to."

"Please don't."

"Why?"

"He won't keep it a secret."

"Maybe he will!" 

I stormed out of the common room, grabbing my bag in the process. I walked down to the grounds and sat down under a tree.

Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? 

A pair of arms wrapped around my waist.

"Hey babe." Draco said.

"Hey, um. . . I have to tell you something important, meet me in the astronomy tower at 9 tonight. Okay?"

"Sure, anything for you."

Draco started to kiss my neck. I moaned. I felt him smile against my neck. 

"I love you." I said in between moans.

"Love you too, baby."

I turned around and crashed my lips into his. He looked shocked for a moment, then started kissing me back. Why did that shock him? Well, he will be more shocked at what I have to tell him tonight.

--

I walked up to the astronomy tower and sat down on a bench. Moments later, Draco walked in and sat down next to me.

"So. . . What do you need to tell me?" He asked curiously.

"What I tell you might sound crazy, but it's all true."

"Okay, so. . . Tell me!"

"I had this dream a couple of nights ago. It was of the third task. It was a maze, and we had to find the Triwizard cup, which was in the center of the maze. Me, Harry, and Cedric got there first, and decided to take the cup together, so Hogwarts would still win. Apparently, the cup was a portkey, and it took us to a graveyard.

Peter Pettigrew was there, and I heard Voldemort's say 'Kill the spare.' So, Pettigrew killed Cedric with the Avada Kedavra curse. A birthmark on the back of my neck started to burn in the dream. That was it. And, when I woke up, the birthmark was still burning.

I told Harry this. He wanted to look at it, I had never seen it before. And, well. It's definitely not a birthmark."

"Let me see it."

I pulled the hair off of my neck so he could see the scar. He ran his fingers over it.

"So. . . You and Harry have the same scar?"

"Yes."

"Why did you tell him before you told me?"

"I didn't know how you would handle it. And. . . I have more to tell you."

"Go on!"

"I had another dream last night. . ."

"What happened?"

"So, it left off from the last one. After Cedric died, Pettigrew tied me and Harry on Tom Riddle's tombstone. He had this HUGE cauldron at our feet, and kept putting ingredients in. After a while, he said, 'Last ingredient, blood from the threats.' Then, he made a cut on Harry's cheek, and a HUGE cut down my right arm. 

And when I woke up, I looked at my arm, and this was there."

I pulled up my right sleeve to reveal the cut. He gasped.

"How did this happen?!"

"I don't know. Promise you won't tell anyone."

"I promise"

"I don't know what this means. Do you?"

"I think you see the future in your dreams."

"That's what I was thinking, but it sounded crazy."

"It does sound crazy. It IS crazy."

"I know."

-- 

I walked into the common room. Should I sleep in the dormitories, or the common room? Common room it is!

I laid down on one of the couches and fell asleep.

--

THE DREAM

 

 

I was in the ministry of magic. What am I doing here? There were death eaters everywhere, and people fighting them. How are the death eaters IN the ministry of magic?

I saw my father dueling Bellatrix Lestrange. They were casting spells so fast that it just looked like a blur of light. My father backed onto an arch, still battling Bellatrix.

One of her spells missed him completely, and my father burst out laughing.

"Is that really-"

He got cut off. 

"AVADA KEDAVRA!!" Bellatrix screamed.

He was still laughing as the spell hit him strait in the chest. It looked like it happened in slow motion. My father fell off the edge of the arch, falling down. 

 

 

END OF DREAM

 

 

I woke up screaming. Someone rushed over to me.

"Hey, what happened? Are you hurt?" Harry asked.

"Just a bad dream."

"What happened?"

"Death eaters were in the ministry. People were battling them. Bellatrix and Sirius were battling, and my father was on an arch. He started to laugh. Bellatrix hit him in the chest with a killing curse, and he fell off if the arch."

Harry pulled me close, and I cried into his chest. I stared into his eyes, and he stared into mine. I crashed my lips into his. He sat there for a minute, in shock, before he started to kiss me back.

I pulled away, quickly.

"What did I just do?" I mumbled.

I kissed Harry, and I'm dating Draco. But, there was something in the kiss with Harry that there never was with Draco. Sparks. When I kissed Harry, I felt sparks.

"I gotta go." I said, running out of the common room. I sat down and pulled out my phone to text Draco.

Me: I'm breaking up with you

Draco: You're joking, right?

Me: No, I'm sorry. It's not you, it's me

Draco: Please don't leave me! You're the best thing that's ever happened to me!

Me: Sorry

--

I walked back into the common room. Harry was sitting by himself. I ran over and sat on the armrest of his chair.

"Harry, I broke up with Draco because, well. . . I felt something when I kissed you."

"I felt something, too. Gracie, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes."

 

Draco called me all night. I never picked up. I'm dating Harry, not Draco. I have to get over him. But that may never happen.

 

 

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