Sterling ; Draco Malfoy

"I don't hate muggle borns"

"Things around here has gone mental." Ginny said when we walked down the hallways. "If my mother knew about this she would never have let me come back."

"Same with my parents." I sighed.

"I think my parents would move us right back to America." Pomona said. "I think I started at a really bad time."

"You really did." Ginny nodded. "But if we just spend the year on studying and following the rules, nothing will happen. We need to go under the rater."

"I can support that suggestion." Pomona said with a sigh. "I've already told my brothers to follow the rules so they don't get hurt. I'd kill myself quicker than Voldemort could kill any member of my family."

The next couple of days I felt very anxious. I couldn't stop thinking about my friends who were out there, doing god knows what. I was still upset that they hadn't told me anything and decided to do it without me but I was also mad at myself for giving them a reason to think I couldn't be trusted.

I just didn't understand why. Was it because I liked Draco? Because I wanted to help him? Or was it something else? Things had gotten dark at the castle. The death eaters were roaming around the corridors and it was scary to walk past them so I spent most of the time in the library.

"Pssst." I heard someone call, making me look around. "Sahara."

I immediately recognized the voice and turned around to see Draco behind some of the bookshelves. He stood there in his all black suit, waving me over.

"Draco!"

He shushed me and I looked around to see if there was anyone before I hurried over, wrapping my arms around his neck while his went around my back.

"Are you okay?" I whispered, taking in the familiar smell of his expensive cologne mixed with apples.

"I'm fine." He whispered, gently pushing me out of the hug so he could look at me. "I needed to see you."

He cupped my face, looking down into my eyes which I felt tear up. I had never been so happy to see someone.

"Everything's a mess, Draco. Voldemort is in control of the castle and Snape is the headmaster."

"I know." He whispered, running his hand into my hair. "I wish I could do something but—"

He bit his lip, shaking his head lightly and I ran both of my hands along his neck.

"You're scared." I said. "I know. I'm gonna get you and Ivory out. I'll help you."

"You can't help us, Sterling." He said, smiling softly at me. "We're talking about The Dark Lord. He won't stop until Harry's dead."

"He won't even stop with Harry's death." I said. "He won't stop until he gets what he wants and that's for all muggle borns to die."

"I don't hate muggle borns." He told me, frowning. "I know I've always been a jerk about it but I've come to realize that they're people, just like us."

I couldn't help but smile as I pulled him closer to me, kissing him. He kissed me back for a few seconds until I pulled away and looked at him again.

"I saw professor Burbage die." He told me. "He killed her right in front of us on a table and then served her to his snake."

"Professor Burbage?" I nearly gasped. "I haven't heard anything about that. Why is this happening? Everything was great when people thought Voldemort was dead. Everything was great before your father forced you to be a death eater. I'm scared."

"Come here." He said, opening his arms and I hugged him again, feeling him close his arms around me.

Today were the first time we hugged. We had kissed before but we never had a true relationship because of everything that happened. Somehow though, I fell in love with him.

"You got my letter this summer." He said, running his hand up and down my back.

"And did you get mine?"

"I did." He replied. "And Sahara?"

"Yes?"

"I love you too." He whispered and as soon as he spoke, I felt his body disappear. When I opened my eyes, I saw the dark matter in front of me, fly out of the library window and towards the sky.

"No." I cried, holding a hand over my mouth. "Draco."

It felt like my heart was about to break. I finally got him back and now he was gone again and I had no idea when I'd see him again.