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Adult +
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2
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2,291
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2
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Last One
Title:Last One
Author:LolaDiBlack
Summary: ‘Mum, mum!!! MOTHER!!!!! Don’t fucking leave!!!! Shit I’m Dead’ he thought. A beaten Draco, an opportunity to mend, a secret and a raging war.
Pairings: Draco/Hermione, Harry/Ginny (for now)
*Disclaimer: I lowly being do NOT own any characters,JK Rowling (should be the Ruler of the world) is the mastermind behind this magnificent creatures, I do not make profit from this, just the fun of writing and playing around with them*
AN: I'm obsessed with Dramione, and well here it goes
Everybody thought that with Sirius Black’s death, the last Black was gone, well how wrong could they be. He was a kind of bastard but still he was a Black, there he really belong.
It was a year ago when in the Ministry of Magic, they lost Sirius and now Dumbledore, Harry was distraught to say the least, his friends joined behind with so close feelings. Everybody understood the decisions made after Dumbledore death, but there was a soul full of sorrow and no single one to join it.
Draco Malfoy was beaten down, hungry, thirsty, cold, alone and empty. He was a failure, a good for nothing, he couldn’t kill even a dying man, and not that he was really up to. His body was aching for escape, for light, freedom, nearly unconsciousness when the door opened again, he lifted his hands to cover his face waiting for another strike that never came. It was a soft hand that stroked a lock of his hair that was hiding his bruised face.
“Draco?” a tear crashed on his cheek; burning his skin “my boy” he knew that voice
“Mo…mother” he struggle to pronounce
“It’s okay now, I’m here and he’s gone they’re all gone” she whisper taking his face in her hands and kissing his forehead, after a little while he fell asleep slightly and Narcissa levitate him to a safer place
“…gonna be okay, he need to rest a lot Cissa” Draco was turning a little and groan at the soreness of his body, he felt as he had been ripped in pieces and stitched all back together.
“He’s waking up Severus”
‘Severus’ he thought and with all the power left in his body he sat up from bed just to find himself throw back with a groan of pain as his body couldn’t execute the command his eyes went wide, Severus smirked.
‘Silly boy’ “Draco great to have you back”
‘Yeah right so you, my father and other little scum friends could beat me up again Draco’s mind was spinning ‘Well mum maybe you are so naïve that don’t notice that we are already DEAD !,thank you very fucking bloody much’
“Cissa could you give me a minute with Draco?”
Narcissa hesitated but stepped outside the room.
‘Mum, mum!!! MOTHER!!!!! Don’t fucking leave!!!! Shit I’m Dead’ he thought
“now, now dear boy why the hostility?” he was enjoying his godson mental fit “if I had never did anything to harm you” more to him that to Draco
Severus was very near to Draco, so Draco he tried to sunk himself deeper into the mattress even if hurt like a bitch, Severus close the distance between them “till you heal properly we’ll talk” and he went out the room soon after Narcissa enter.
“Let’s go” he mutter to his mother his voice raspy, due to his sore throat
“We are safe here, Draco” she said brushing his hair. ‘Damn even my hair hurt’
“No!” he snapped holding his neck afterwards ‘We ARE dead people talking, do you know that D-E-A-D, corpses like you know when you do not move anymore, we are bloody corpses’
“Draco, rest darling you need it” she said sweetly at him after he flinch with the brushing
‘Damn it, we are still breathing and she’s already brain dead’ rolling his eye s in disbelief.
Draco slowly drove to sleep, he didn’t want it to but his body was too battered to resist more that a couple of hours in the land of the conscious but in the middle of the night, his eyes twitched, something was wrong.
He opened his eyes to see his mother curl up in the sofa in “his” room, shaking and sobbing like a little child, her beautiful blonde hair falling to the sides of her face hiding her. Draco was truly concern ‘what in the world had her like that? Was it him? Or the son of a wizard of his father? Women’
This time he tried to move, feeling slightly stronger he made it out of the bed, towards her it was a pretty short distance but it felt like running through the wood for hours, reaching her he softly gripped her shoulder, but as he was non existent she kept sobbing desperately, he felt his insides churning at this sight and felt pretty much useless, because he didn’t have the slightest idea to how calm her down.
Sliding his hand to her middle back he made rounds motion with it a shushing her telling her that everything was okay.
“He…just…left…Draco….does….not…know…” she hiccupped between sobs
‘What should I know?’ he pushed the thought aside just for now, she was who mattered now “Mum…mum, come to bed, get some rest” and to his utter surprise she followed him to bed just like a little child, her head bowed down, she got in the bed and he followed after. Morpheus washed over them rather quickly, letting their aching to the next sunrise.
End of first Chapter
AN 2: I had this plot in mind for quite some time now so off we go now
Please left your reviews thanx- Lola
Ps: there will be smut, just later chappies ciao
Author:LolaDiBlack
Summary: ‘Mum, mum!!! MOTHER!!!!! Don’t fucking leave!!!! Shit I’m Dead’ he thought. A beaten Draco, an opportunity to mend, a secret and a raging war.
Pairings: Draco/Hermione, Harry/Ginny (for now)
*Disclaimer: I lowly being do NOT own any characters,JK Rowling (should be the Ruler of the world) is the mastermind behind this magnificent creatures, I do not make profit from this, just the fun of writing and playing around with them*
AN: I'm obsessed with Dramione, and well here it goes
Everybody thought that with Sirius Black’s death, the last Black was gone, well how wrong could they be. He was a kind of bastard but still he was a Black, there he really belong.
It was a year ago when in the Ministry of Magic, they lost Sirius and now Dumbledore, Harry was distraught to say the least, his friends joined behind with so close feelings. Everybody understood the decisions made after Dumbledore death, but there was a soul full of sorrow and no single one to join it.
Draco Malfoy was beaten down, hungry, thirsty, cold, alone and empty. He was a failure, a good for nothing, he couldn’t kill even a dying man, and not that he was really up to. His body was aching for escape, for light, freedom, nearly unconsciousness when the door opened again, he lifted his hands to cover his face waiting for another strike that never came. It was a soft hand that stroked a lock of his hair that was hiding his bruised face.
“Draco?” a tear crashed on his cheek; burning his skin “my boy” he knew that voice
“Mo…mother” he struggle to pronounce
“It’s okay now, I’m here and he’s gone they’re all gone” she whisper taking his face in her hands and kissing his forehead, after a little while he fell asleep slightly and Narcissa levitate him to a safer place
“…gonna be okay, he need to rest a lot Cissa” Draco was turning a little and groan at the soreness of his body, he felt as he had been ripped in pieces and stitched all back together.
“He’s waking up Severus”
‘Severus’ he thought and with all the power left in his body he sat up from bed just to find himself throw back with a groan of pain as his body couldn’t execute the command his eyes went wide, Severus smirked.
‘Silly boy’ “Draco great to have you back”
‘Yeah right so you, my father and other little scum friends could beat me up again Draco’s mind was spinning ‘Well mum maybe you are so naïve that don’t notice that we are already DEAD !,thank you very fucking bloody much’
“Cissa could you give me a minute with Draco?”
Narcissa hesitated but stepped outside the room.
‘Mum, mum!!! MOTHER!!!!! Don’t fucking leave!!!! Shit I’m Dead’ he thought
“now, now dear boy why the hostility?” he was enjoying his godson mental fit “if I had never did anything to harm you” more to him that to Draco
Severus was very near to Draco, so Draco he tried to sunk himself deeper into the mattress even if hurt like a bitch, Severus close the distance between them “till you heal properly we’ll talk” and he went out the room soon after Narcissa enter.
“Let’s go” he mutter to his mother his voice raspy, due to his sore throat
“We are safe here, Draco” she said brushing his hair. ‘Damn even my hair hurt’
“No!” he snapped holding his neck afterwards ‘We ARE dead people talking, do you know that D-E-A-D, corpses like you know when you do not move anymore, we are bloody corpses’
“Draco, rest darling you need it” she said sweetly at him after he flinch with the brushing
‘Damn it, we are still breathing and she’s already brain dead’ rolling his eye s in disbelief.
Draco slowly drove to sleep, he didn’t want it to but his body was too battered to resist more that a couple of hours in the land of the conscious but in the middle of the night, his eyes twitched, something was wrong.
He opened his eyes to see his mother curl up in the sofa in “his” room, shaking and sobbing like a little child, her beautiful blonde hair falling to the sides of her face hiding her. Draco was truly concern ‘what in the world had her like that? Was it him? Or the son of a wizard of his father? Women’
This time he tried to move, feeling slightly stronger he made it out of the bed, towards her it was a pretty short distance but it felt like running through the wood for hours, reaching her he softly gripped her shoulder, but as he was non existent she kept sobbing desperately, he felt his insides churning at this sight and felt pretty much useless, because he didn’t have the slightest idea to how calm her down.
Sliding his hand to her middle back he made rounds motion with it a shushing her telling her that everything was okay.
“He…just…left…Draco….does….not…know…” she hiccupped between sobs
‘What should I know?’ he pushed the thought aside just for now, she was who mattered now “Mum…mum, come to bed, get some rest” and to his utter surprise she followed him to bed just like a little child, her head bowed down, she got in the bed and he followed after. Morpheus washed over them rather quickly, letting their aching to the next sunrise.
End of first Chapter
AN 2: I had this plot in mind for quite some time now so off we go now
Please left your reviews thanx- Lola
Ps: there will be smut, just later chappies ciao