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Chapter 32

Draco's POV
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Draco's dream
(Third person)

The sound of the axe went off
And crows screamed. He heard the faint voices of two screams. Draco went to the window, and immediately saw people running to the scene.
Draco ran out the door and down the hall, and people let him through by making a small row for him to rush to the scene.
He was met by hermione, blood on her hands and torso and sobbing violently. Then came Ron, in the same exact condition being comforted by fellow Weasley's. Hermione ran to Draco and hugged him.
"Why would someone do this?!" She screamed and Draco held on to her tight, as he walked over.
His stomach dropped and a lump formed in his throat. It felt like he swallowed what Harry once told him was a bowling ball. His hands went sweaty, but his skin was cold. His mouth went dry and he sat breathing heavily.
"No." He breathed and his knees buckled, as he broke into a sob.
There, laying on the floor, was Harry's body. It wasn't moving much, only twitching. An axe was through his right arm and some of his chest. He was nothing but a pile of broken bones, blood, and tears.
"Harry, no no no." He breathed as he sobbed. He got a drop of blood on the sleeve of Harry's Slytherin hoodie, but didn't care at the moment. Pansy ran over, and hugged him, as she pulled him to her chest.
The teachers pulled Harry out, trying to patch him up as much as he could and holding blood in. Draco screamed and cried in front of everyone.
"HARRY NO!" He screamed and cried so hard that he almost coughed up blood.

He lost his Harry.

End of dream

I shot out of bed, sweating and tears down my face flowing freely.
"Harry." I croaked out after Harry didn't say anything. "I need a hug." I whimpered. No response. "Harry?" I worriedly asked. I tried looked around the black room and couldn't see anything. "Harry?!" I screamed and frantically got out of bed as he put lights in candles and lanterns. I didn't see Harry in the room. My lips wobbled and I tried to see if Harry was still there.
"Harry please If you're hiding or something of playing a game, you win. Please come out. If you're mad at me, I'm sorry. Please Harry." I begged through silent tears going down my face. No response.
I ran to the bathroom, to see the door closed.
"Harry?!" I said into the door. No response. Just the running water. Shower.
"Harry open the door!" I screamed. That's it.
I kicked down the door to the bathroom, completely forgetting I was a wizard and had a wand, and looked around. I didn't really care if Harry was naked or not. I needed to know that he was okay. I shut the water supply off, which was just the sink. I looked back around.
Nothing.
He was no where. I ran out, and cried.
"Nononono," I whimpered and fell to my knees. I looked over at the right sleeve of Harry's sweatshirt. It had the blood on it. I froze.
Was it real? Was the dream real?! My breathing increased and I cuddled up in the sweatshirt, taking in Harry's scent. Peppermint and chocolate. My favorite. (Idk)
I cuddled up in the sweatshirt and cried until I felt like hot wire was pressed to my chest. My eyes shot open, wide.
Harry was still alive. Somewhere. But then that meant he was in trouble. And by how hot the snake pressing to my chest was, VERY big trouble. This caused me to let out a sob.
"Harry, baby please be okay." I whimpered and clutched onto the hoodie. I fell asleep with more nightmares about Harry dying filling my head.

Harry's POV
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Sirius Black. My eyes widened and I felt a slight burn on my chest. My heart ached when I felt it. It meant that Draco was probably in a lot of discomfort. I've got to get out.
Okay. Kill him and run? Nah. Wing it? As always.
Black took out his wand and pointed it at us. That's when reflex kicked in.
"Explliarmus!" I said as his wand flew in my hand. I snapped it in half over my knee.
"Now Harry... Why would you do that?" He asked as if he was confused. What do you think? Be the reason why my parents got killed, have a little meet up, have some tea and forget about Azkaban?
"Stay away from Harry!" Ron screamed, and I shot out of my thoughts as black was walking over little by little. Ron stood up, even though there was probably a lot of pain, and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Sit down. You'll only hurt that leg more," he said softly. I furrowed my eyebrows
"Did you hear me?! You'll have to kill us first!" Ron screamed and Hermione nodded.
"This is taking to lo-" I started as I lifted up my wand. However I got cut off when Lupin screamed and ran in.
"Expelliarmus!" He shouted and my wand released itself from my hand. He grabbed it, and turned to Black.
"Siri," he breathed softly. My eyebrows furrowed once again.
"Remus," he said back, smiling.
Lupin ran over to him and hugged him. They span around a little bit, nice and softly, and Sirius looked up and kissed Remus, putting a hand through his thick Chestnut hair. Is this why Lupin was always happy to hear black was out of Azkaban? I looked at Ron and Hermione, who looked back at me confused.
"Look at you." Lupin said once he released. "You look just the same as when we were young. Except longer hair that we'll just cut later," he said and Black laughed softly. They hugged again and then released.
"B-wa-WHAT?" I screamed. They chuckled at all three of us, who were blubbering trying to figure out what happened.
"Harry, this is Sirius Black. Once my best friend. Now my boyfriend, for the past 15 years." Remus explained slowly.

Oooookkkkaaaaaayyyyyyyy.....
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Hi guys

so. WOLFSTAR 👏🎉

Yassss.

My otp besides Draco and Harry, and Blaise and Neville. They all just look so cute together☺️

Okay so that dog in the picture is my dog. It was requested by @call_me_fangirl to have me post it.

He's a teacup Yorkie. There's a soda can for reference on how big he is.

Ehh this chapter was kinda boring kinda not.

Hope y'all liked it

~kittay 💋

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