Hey! So... Its probably too late to write a The Greatest Showman based fanfic but I was really inspired by the Zac Efron and Zendaya duet, Rewrite The Stars. I hope you like this! Lyrics down below;

Warnings: Suicide at the end

Enjoy~
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7th year. Dumbledore passed on and the school's new principal was very, very strict. The Dark Lord has risen, Harry Potter is missing and you, being apart of Dumbledore's Army, along with the rest, were always praying. As usual, you were walking to class. "Miss Black." You looked up to no one but looked down to see Professor Flitwick. He pulled you out of the line by the arm gently, making you stumble a little bit. "Yes, Professor?" He handed you a letter which said, Letter to Draco Malfoy from his father, in black ink. "I would like you to deliver this to Mr. Malfoy. I found his owl straying." You nodded and looked at the letter. "Of course. Anything to keep my mind off the school and its problems." He smiled and walked away. You stepped back into the line and walked to Potions, the class you were going anyway.

You pushed the door open and straightened your scarlet and gold tie almost nervously. He was sitting in a back row, staring blank into the space with an empty seat beside him while his friends talked in front of him. You stood in front of him, letter in hand. He didn't react which made you clear your throat to grab his attention. "What the hell do you want?" Your eyes met his and made eye contact, staring into his silverish orbs to see great hurt. He saw a fighting spirit praying for the war to end. You snapped put of it and handed him the letter. "Professor Flitwick asked me to hand this to you." He grabbed it and felt contact with the soft skin of your fingers. "Thanks." There was a silence between you with addition of the long staring into each other's eyes. "I'm... Y/N. Y/F/N." He didn't really expect you to introduce yourself to him. But you did. "I'm Dra-" "I know who you are. Son of a Death Eater." He was about to react but the professor came in. "Sit down, Ms. L/N." You immediately sat down next to Draco but realized your action.

It was quite awkward because he'd stare at you from time to time at least for 20 seconds. You thought he was just looking past you but he was for sure staring straight at you. He was admiring you, even if he didn't know you at all. Your eyes were so concentrated on the assignment at hand, your quill moving with your writing. On his own parchment, there was barely any words. "Ahem." He heard you quietly coughed and he could see the blush on your cheeks. "Sorry." He continued to write on his empty parchment, dipping the tip of his quill into the inkwell.

A few days later

Draco talked to you from time to time. He got to know more about you and his feelings grew everyday, his heart thumping every time he got the chance to chat with you. He told you he was a Death Eater and you told him about how your parents died in a fire. You bonded, not more than friends but once this relationship met the ears of Lucius, he was furious. "I forbid you to befriend that half blood!" Draco didn't say a word to his angered father but his mother stepped in. "Its just a friend, Lucius. Please, calm down." "Calm down?!" He snapped which made Draco flinch in his spot. "Don't tell me to calm down, Narcissa! Our son, a proud pure blooded Slytherin befriending a stupid Gryffindor who isn't even a pure blood. Its worse than him befriending wretched Harry Potter." Draco's fists clenched with anger. "But, Lucius-" "Don't get involved!"

But his son was already gone. He appeared in the Forbidden Forest where he saw you residing with some woodland creatures. "I know what your father said, Draco." It came out as a choke of sobs. "How-" "Don't ask stupid questions." He watched as you wiped your tears with the back of your sleeve. "I'm sorry, Draco. I can't make trouble in the war." You stood up and raised your wand to Apparate back when he said something.

Bold = Draco
Italic = Y/N
Bold and Italic = Both

"You know I want you." You stopped dead in your tracks. "Its not a secret I try to hide. I know you want me. So don't keep saying your hands are tied."

You turned to face him with tear stained cheeks. "You claim its not in the cards. But fate is pulling you miles away. Out of reach from me."

"But you're here in my heart. So who can stop me if I say that you're my destiny?" You didn't know how to react but stand there with tears running down your cheeks. He started to tear too, letting one escape from his tear.

"What if we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine." You couldn't believe the things he was saying to you. "Nothing could keep us apart. You'd be the one I was meant to find."

He took you in his arms, whispering in your ears in his soothing voice. "Its up to you and its up to me. No one can say what we get to be." His forehead pressed against your own, eyes closed. "So why don't we rewrite the stars? Say the world could be ours tonight."

You pushed away from him, a sad yet blank face looking of into the foggy distance. "You think its easy. You think I don't want to run to you." You looked back to him. "But there are mountains and there are doors that we can't walk through."

He scoffed in a little anger and placed his hands on his hips, his eyebrows furrowed in disappointment. "I know you're wondering why. Just you and me behind these walls." He turns to face you and sees that.... You're almost pure with the way the sun seeped through the thick leaves hit your face. "But when we go outside, you're gonna wake up and see that this was hopeless after all."

Once again, you find yourself dancing in his arms, dancing gracefully in his grasps. "No one can rewrite the stars. How can you say you were meant to be mine?" He twirled you around and your skirt danced with your movements. "Everything keeps us apart. And I'm not the one you were to find."

"Its not up to you. Its not up to me." He lifted you from the ground and spun around, your toes gently hitting the ground. "When everyone tells us what were meant to be. How can we rewrite the stars? Say the world could be ours tonight."

"All I want to do is to fly with you."

"All I want to do is to fall with you."

"So just give me all of you."

You jogged away from him and he chased, both of you barefooted until you reached the bank of a flowing river.

"It feels impossible!"

"Its not impossible!"

"Is it impossible?"

"Say that it's possible!"

You both stopped in the cold water of the river, his hand grabbing your wrist gently.

"How can we rewrite the stars? Say you were meant to be mine." Your dancing feet made gigantic splashes of water which sprayed in different directions. "Nothing could keep us apart. You'd be the one I was meant to find."

He spun you around and now your wet feet were on the soft grass of the forest. He followed soon , his hand clutching yours. "Its up to you and its up to me. No one can say what we're meant to be." Draco could feel his heart race and his love for you growing stronger. "And why don't we rewrite the stars? Changing the world to be ours."

The dancing stopped with you being close in each other's arms, yours around his neck and his wrapped around his waist. "You know I want you. Its not a secret I try to hide. But I can't have you. We're bound to break and my hands are tied..."

He looked at you with half closed eyes, his mouth merely inches from yours. Without another word, he went in and felt the softest touch of your lips, as soft as a satin pillow and as pastel pink as cotton candy. You kissed back. Tingling, like electricity, was lingering on your lips as the long, passionate kiss stayed on your lips. He pulled away and breathed in a slow, rhythmic tempo. You were the same, eyes focused the collarbones coming from the peep of few undone buttons of his collar. "I... Love you, Draco." He smiled and pecked your nose, bringing your body into a hug. "As do I." "But... We really can't rewrite the stars. Mine was to fight for Hogwarts, your's was to become a Death Eater." "I don't care. One way or another I am going to be with you until the day I die." You smiled and tears of long forgotten happiness fell down your cheeks. "I hope that day comes."

♥

It wasn't until your body laying down beside Fred's, forever sleeping that Draco felt a part of him die along with the story the stars wrote for you.

A/N: Sorry for the very late update. But I hope you didn't cry because that's the last thing I want to do to you guys. But, until next time, see ya later guys, gals and non binary pals. Stay cool my FAM!!!!!