The Corpse Bride ✓ || D.M

•V - Upstairs•

Y/N LED Draco into some kind of library- but there weren't any people there, instead, there was a tall table.

Draco furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. In all honesty, this reminds him of the front desk at Gringotts- he wouldn't be surprised if there was a goblin behind the table.

"Olke?" called Y/N.

They waited for a moment, and finally received an answer, "Y/N, of what do I owe you this pleasure?"

Y/N smiled, "We'll be needing some help," she said, looking up the table.

Slowly, the one behind the table leaned over, looking at both Y/N and Draco. The blonde saw an old skeleton, he wore glasses, even though he didn't really have eyes. But who was Draco to judge? he wasn't dead, after all.

"Help with.. what?" asked the old skeleton.

Walking forward a bit, Y/N pointed up, "We want to go.. upstairs."

At that, the old skeleton gave them a weird look, and after about a minute, he let out a tired sigh, "Why go up there if you could just stay here? People are dying just to get in."

That pun was absolutely not intended.

Draco walked forward with a clear of his throat, "Please, sir. It's just important for her to meet my parents, you know, just a simple hello, and we'll come back," he pleaded.

The old skeleton took a little while, before finally agreeing, "Alright, fine," he said, and with that, he started putting weird ingredients inside the goblet in front of him. Such as, what seemed to be blood, vinegar, some kind of potion.

He didn't want to show it, but Draco really had to hold in a gag. Did he really have to drink that? It looks like it tastes worse than a Polyjuice potion- and he has never tried it.

But he let out a sigh of relief when the old skeleton just drank the drink for himself. Good, Draco didn't have to drink that.

"Olke?" Y/N called out when the old skeleton forgot about them.

"Oh, right!" exclaimed Olke, and finally, he got a huge egg from beside him, and for a moment, Draco thought it was a dragon egg, but when Olke cracked it, it showered them with sparkles, like the false magic you see in television shows, or films, "Just say Hopscotch when you want to go back, understood?"

Y/N smiled, and held Draco's hand, and the blonde didn't do anything to protest, "Understood, thank you, Olke."

And with that, the sparkles took them, and just like apparition (Though Draco was sure that this one didn't include him being dizzy, and throwing up- which he appreciates.), they appeared in the same forest they met.

They were upstairs.

The girl in the wedding dress couldn't help but smile as she gaze at the moon, "Oh, how long it's been since I've last seen the beauty of the night."

Draco couldn't help but look at her. He might be turning into a psychopath, but he just couldn't help but admit that the girl looks wonderful under that light. The moonlight.

But then he remembers- Astoria.

The blonde looked down at their linked hands, and let out an awkward cough, making Y/N look at him in confusion, and worry, "Are you alright?" she asked.

"Never better," he said, and slowly shrugged his hands off hers, trying to ignore the disappointment in the girl's face, "I think you should just wait here- my parents haven't really seen a corpse before," just Voldemort, but you don't need to know about him, he continued in his mind, but just shrugged it off. He needed to get away now, "So maybe I should prepare them first, you know?"

At that, Y/N thought for a moment. He had a point, and she trusted Draco, anyways, "I mean, yes, of course. I understand," she said, giving him a kind smile.

Draco smiled at her- genuinely. If this was the last time they'll ever see each other, he wanted to at least give her a genuine smile, so that his conscience won't kill him, and that at least there was something that he gave that wasn't fake.

Though it's not really that, is it?

The blonde walked backwards, until he saw the girl sit on a huge rock nearby. The last thing that Draco saw was Y/N looking up at the moon, and that's when he turned around, and ran as fast as he could, trying to get to the Greengrass' manor as fast as he could.

Y/N was left in the woods, looking up at the moon. She has missed this, being able to just look up at the sky as long as she can.

She missed a lot of things. She missed being alive, and free to just run around, not scaring anyone just because she looked different.

Fluttering her eyes because of the snow, Y/N couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh, "Oh how lovely it is to live!" she exclaimed, putting her head on her palm.

Suddenly, the voice inside her head- the lovely worm that's been with her through thick and thin- said, "I don't trust him at all! I bet he just did this to escape!"

Y/N playfully rolled her eyes, and tilted her head to get the worm out- which it did. The worm landed on the pile of snow beside her, making it make a sound.. a sound that worm makes.

"That's not your call, Hudson," the girl said, giving the worm a look, "Besides, I'm sure Draco isn't that kind of guy."

The worm squinted its eyes on her- if that was even possible, "And how do you know that? You've met him a few hours ago!"

"And I married him a few hours ago! I trust him," the corpse bride said, but for some reason, her heart thinks something else- even if it doesn't even beat anymore.

Hudson heard the doubt in the girl's voice, making him let out a chuckle, "If you trust him, you wouldn't be having doubts right now. Admit it, you know he's not going to his house."

Y/N pretended not to hear, but she looked at Draco's footprints, and she just couldn't help but look at where the directions of the footprints go to.

She didn't want to believe it, but she knew it herself.

He went to her.

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