☆ You Drew Stars Around My Scars ☆ || ♡ DRARRY ♡

Shadows of the Past

On a crisp Saturday morning, the air in Hogsmeade was filled with a sense of anticipation as Harry and Draco stepped off the Hogwarts Express. The snow had blanketed the picturesque village, turning it into a winter wonderland. The enchanting ambiance set the perfect stage for their long-awaited date.

As they strolled hand in hand through the cobblestone streets, Harry couldn't help but steal glances at Draco. The glasses he wore added an intriguing allure to his features, framing his sharp eyes and complementing his refined appearance. Draco's confidence shone through, and Harry found himself falling even deeper under his spell.

Their first stop was Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop, a cozy and quaint establishment known for its romantic atmosphere. The interior was adorned with delicate lace curtains and soft candlelight, creating an ambiance of intimacy. They settled into a secluded corner, sharing a pot of steaming tea as they engaged in heartfelt conversations, their laughter and smiles echoing throughout the room.

Next, they embarked on a leisurely stroll through the snow-covered streets of Hogsmeade. They wandered through the winding pathways, hand in hand, stopping occasionally to admire the festive decorations that adorned the storefronts. The sound of cheerful laughter and cheerful chatter filled the air, adding to the enchanting atmosphere of the day.

They eventually found themselves at Honeydukes, their eyes widening in delight at the array of colorful sweets that lined the shelves. Draco's eyes sparkled with childlike wonder as Harry watched him choose an assortment of treats, carefully selecting each one with a smile. They shared the sugary delights, laughing and playfully feeding each other, their connection growing stronger with each shared moment.

As Harry and Draco continued their stroll through the snow-covered streets of Hogsmeade, their laughter and lighthearted banter filling the air, they couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and happiness. The day had been everything they had hoped for, deepening their connection and igniting a flame of affection between them.

As they wandered towards a secluded corner where the trees provided a sense of privacy, their eyes were drawn to a figure standing in the shadows. The person's silhouette seemed hauntingly familiar, resembling none other than Severus Snape, the former Potions professor and one of the bravest men Harry had ever known.

A mix of confusion and disbelief washed over Harry and Draco as they exchanged bewildered glances. Snape had died in Harry's arms during the Battle of Hogwarts, sacrificing himself for the cause they fought for. The sight of him in Hogsmeade was impossible, defying everything they knew to be true.

Curiosity and a sense of urgency drove them forward as they approached the figure. But as they drew closer, the person vanished into thin air, leaving behind nothing but a lingering sense of eeriness. The shock of the encounter resonated within them, the memory of Snape's sacrifice and their connection to him still fresh in their minds.

"What... What just happened?" Harry uttered, his voice filled with a mix of astonishment and disbelief.

Draco, his features etched with a mix of apprehension and wonder, shook his head in disbelief. "I don't know, Harry. It couldn't have been Snape. He's... he's gone."

Their minds raced with questions, their thoughts entangled in the enigma of the moment. They considered the possibilities, wondering if it could have been some sort of illusion or a manifestation of their own memories and emotions.

As they retraced their steps through Hogsmeade, their initial excitement and joy now tinged with an air of uncertainty, they found solace in each other's presence. Their hands remained tightly intertwined, offering comfort and support in the face of the inexplicable.

Back in their shared room at Hogwarts, Harry and Draco found themselves lost in deep conversation, dissecting the encounter they had just experienced. They shared their memories of Snape, the impact he had on their lives, and the lingering effects of his selfless sacrifice.

"It's as if Snape's spirit still lingers within these walls," Harry murmured, his voice tinged with a mix of awe and reverence. "He was a complex man, misunderstood by many. But he had a profound influence on me."

Draco nodded in agreement, his gaze fixed on the flickering flames of the fireplace. "Yes, he did. Snape had his flaws, but his bravery and dedication were undeniable. We owe him a debt of gratitude."

In that moment, their bond deepened further as they found solace and understanding in one another. They pledged to honor Snape's memory and continue fighting for the values he held dear.

As the night wore on, the mystery of the encounter with Snape remained unsolved. But in the midst of uncertainty, Harry and Draco found strength in their connection.