Peppermint D.M

Over

Harry Potter's POV:

The war is over. My Parent's murder is dead.

But the war was my biggest distraction, now I face all the loss that has come with it. I walk inside the destroyed castle watching everyone as they slowly rebuild it trying to make it look like nothing happened.

I walk my way threw the destroyed floors all the way to the 7th, I have to find her. I pace infront of the wall until the door appears to the Room of Requirement. I slowly open the door to find that the fire has stopped leaving burnt debris behind.

I have to find Severa, she is the sister I never got but always wanted, she was the only one going threw something the same as me. She can't be dead. Not like everyone else.

I rummage through the piles looking for something, anything. That is when my eye catches a blue globe of light not far from the door. I quickly get up and run over to it to finally find her.

Her body has a blue orb around it, almost like a forcefield of her own coming from her necklace?

I tap the barrier and it fades away and I quickly reach for her neck feeling for a pulse.

a small flickering Heartbeat hits the tips of my fingers and I feel relief wash over me

She's alive.

2 weeks after the war.

Severa's POV:

I slowly open my eyes not expecting what to see, I instantly feel a throbbing headache hit me as my eyes try to adjust to the brightness.

When they finally do I see I am in the hospital wing? what the-

"Your awake!" I hear a loud voice jump from beside me. I slowly turn my head to see Harry.

"what happened?" I say bringing my hand up to rub my throbbing head.

"It's over Severa, he's gone," Harry says with a smile. I feel a wide grin spread across my face after the war.

"I thought I died"

"your necklace made a boundary around you it saved you," Harry said pointing to the silver chain around my neck.

I looked down at the diamond my Grandfather gave me and smiled at the "D" charm next to it.

"whenever you wear this necklace I will protect you" I couldn't help but giggle he always finds a way to protect me even after he is gone.

"How long have I been asleep?" Harry looking into my eyes

"2 weeks"

"Where's Draco? is he okay?" I feel a Knott start to form in my stomach until he nods his head yes.

"Severa I haven't left your side, I haven't really gotten the chance to go to Malfoy Manor either," he says quietly. I raise my eyebrows at him.

"What does that mean?"

"He thinks your dead." I feel my mouth fall open. The boy who lived is about to die.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER why haven't you told him??" I yell using all the strength in me.

"his dad got arrested again, and I was just kinda honestly scared to go to that dreadful manner" I couldn't help but laugh, Harry Potter is afraid of Malfoy Manor the place where Draco has lived his whole life.

I slowly sit up and swing my legs over the bed which causes harry to quickly come to my side helping me. I latch onto Harry's arm.

"Okay, let's go."

"go where?!" Harry says.

"Malfoy Manor of course."

Draco POV:

I lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling unable to move, it has been weeks since the war has ended. everyone celebrating Voldemort death everyone but me. My father was taken two days after the war. He didn't make us run or hide he simply gave himself up like he knew he deserved it.

I have been soaking my thoughts in fire whisky to keep them from going to her. My mum has tried several times to get me to move from my bed but gave up after the first week. The only time she comes in here is to get the untouched plates of food she has left the previous night before.

I have let myself drown in my sorrow of the absence of her. She was my reason to smile, my reason to live, now that is all gone.

I Hear a knock from downstairs, but I choose to ignore it until my mother screams. I quickly turn on my heel running down the stairs almost falling over my own feet running to my mum's rescue.

Expecting to see my mum with a wand pointed at her throat instead she's hugging someone?

"What the hell Mum you scared me!" I shout. Which causes her head to snap towards me and her body to turn around as she has a huge grin on her face What the hell? She slowly steps aside revealing the person she was hugging.

I feel the air leave my lungs as I look into her her soft warm brown eyes, I bring my hands to my eyes rubbing them to see if she will disappear like all the other times this has happened in these past 2 weeks she must be just a hallucination, just a dream. I remove my hand from my eyes but they still meet with her soft brown ones.

"Draco" Her voice breaks my trance as my name leaves her tongue.

I feel my body freeze taking her in trying to look for any small detail that might not be true as she walks closer to me ending up right in front of me.

I hesitantly put my hand to her cheek feeling her soft skin against mine.

"Severa?" I say in a soft voice.

Her beautiful smile stretches across her face as a soft tear drips from her eye she nods her head.

I waste no time taking her into my arms letting her head rest on my chest as I let my tears fall, not tears of sadness, tears of joy.

"I thought- I thought you were-"

"I'm here," she says looking up at me with her big eyes.

"I missed you so so much" I rushed to her lips kissing her, after so long. Her lips intoxicated me and I finally felt something other than pain, I felt happy. She wasted no time kissing me back as I wrapped my hands around her waist she fashioned her's around my neck. It was a kiss I wanted to last forever. I finally felt my heartbeat again.

She pulled away from our kiss with a bright smile that I am sure to mimic. We both looked at the doorway when we heard someone clear their throat. Potter.

"I guess I should be going now," he said awkwardly, I walked over to the door.

"Yes you should," I say closing the door as he nods his head but before it shuts I creek it open "thank you Potter" I say quietly so ONLY HE can hear me.

He laughs "no problem Malfoy"

I turn around to see that my mum exited the room so I waste no time running back over to Severa and taking her into my arms and attaching her lips to mine. She is alive. I hold our kiss for as long as possible afraid that I will wake up when she pulls back for a breath, but even when she does, she is still here in my arms. Always and forever.